There was no change on the city wall. Quan Hao saw that the guards around him were calm. At most, a few people raised their heads from their busy schedules and came to the wall to observe the movements opposite. Then, they did whatever they should do. The patrol continued patrol, the repaired city walls continued to repair, and the maintenance of weapons continued to maintain.

This is a group of people who have already become enlightened.

Ha Su's eyes stared at a figure who was leaping up the city wall. He turned his head and said to Quan Hao, "It seems that I can't continue to stroll with you. When the messenger comes, he must have asked me to go to the opposite city wall for a meeting. The south is the main battlefield." He pointed to the other city wall. "Our last elite troops, the general and two magicians are there. You can stay here first and do something within your ability. Although this sentence is useless, take good care of yourself."

After hearing this, Quan Hao looked nervously towards the orc camp. The sounds there showed no sign of a stop, which made his heart thud. "Is it still time now? The orcs are about to attack the city?"

Hasou set up a pergola to observe the position of the sun, and said to the traveler with confidence: "Don't worry, no. The sun is far west, and the enemy will not attack the city today. If the enemy does this, it will be dark to capture the city. Orcs cannot sacrifice the results of a major battle to their God of War in the dark. This will affect the evaluation of the god of gods. Let the original perfect ending become less perfect. Therefore, it must be tomorrow morning for the orc king Billon to launch the siege. You have one night. Enjoy this last time."

After saying that, he was too lazy to walk on the ladder, so he jumped straight down from the city wall that was nearly ten meters high, and disappeared after a few dodges.

Later Quan Hao realized that when Hassan left, he could no longer find anyone to communicate on the city wall. Everyone was working here. After he stood there for a while, more than a dozen people walked by. Although no one looked at him strangely, Quan Hao still felt embarrassed. In order not to look too special, he weighed it and found that he could only join the team to repair the city wall. This was a physical job, because there were no ready-made stones on the city wall, and all the building materials had to be searched in the rubble pile in the city. But I had to find a large piece of

It was not easy to move the stones that could make him move to his destination in one go. He didn't like to exercise very much. The first time he moved a stone worth more than twenty pounds, his arms were a little shaking. The second time he had to pick up the stone smaller, only ten pounds. Walking in the abortion, he found that each stone that others moved was at least three times the size of his own. As for the two or three people, it was even more large. Quan Hao even saw a ten-year-old child who had at least forty pounds of stone in his arms, and he flew past him with a whoosh. His teeth were sore.

The stones moved were spread along the city wall, and there was a special person responsible for measuring where a certain stone was suitable for repair, or piled up to make stones. The stones moved by others always made a dull sound of "bang". Only Quan Hao, a small little bit, could not even splash dust with a "puff". He was so ashamed that he quickly lowered his head and walked away.

In the third chapter, Quan Hao was angry and gritted his teeth to carry a stone worth more than 30 kilograms. It was okay to walk on the flat ground, but it was over. He felt that his legs were trembling and his arms were about to cramp. He didn't hold one of them firmly and almost threw the stone down. Fortunately, someone behind him was quick-eyed and helped him with a hand, which prevented an accident.

Quan Hao quickly said thank you. The other party was an uncle in his forties. Although he couldn't understand what he said, he could guess the general meaning. He smiled at him gently. He turned the stone he was holding half a circle with his hands, and put the flatter side above and signaled Quan Hao to put his stone on it.

The time traveler was so embarrassed that he did not do this even if he was thick-skinned. The uncle's own stone was over a hundred kilograms. He quickly shook his head, gritted his teeth and continued to move upwards. This time, he finally transported the stone to his destination without any fear.

With a "dong", Quan Hao let out a long sigh of relief. He suddenly heard a few applauses from behind. He turned around and saw the uncle looking at him with a smile. There were a few people passing by next to him, and they also clapped.

Quan Hao scratched his head embarrassedly. Of course, he knew that nothing was worthy of applause. But perhaps because he knew that the end of the world was coming, everyone here was willing to keep his best in the world. So everyone was willing to be friendly to others. It was this applause that made time travelers feel that they were closer to the world and no longer were out of place outsiders.

In this way, Quan Hao met several new friends. Uncle Rum and his old friends. Although he couldn't speak, it didn't prevent him from starting work with them. This time, the time traveler knew to do what he could. No one would laugh at him. Everyone here had no language or race separation. Regardless of skin color and customs, under the current background, they only had one common name - humans.

Time travelers know that they can't do anything, he is very small. But being able to contribute to the last battle can always make him less regretful. Although even a miracle may not necessarily save the current fate of mankind. But at least, when he travels to another world, he can always walk a little more at ease. Even if it's just a self-deception of peace.

In the evening, the guards received a group of reinforcements. When they saw these reinforcements, everyone was silent. Women, children and elderly people accounted for the vast majority of them. At the end of the team, there were two children who were less than Quan Hao's waist.

The cruelty of racial wars is not as shocking as the time travelers have seen when they are on Earth.

People who had never experienced the battlefield were called together by a man in black uniform, and each of them sent a broken rust sword. Quan Hao was no exception. It was definitely too late to organize people to train now. The man in black just taught two sword techniques and left in a hurry. Quan Hao picked up the rusty sword and waved it twice. With his few fighting cells, he felt that these two moves were quite fierce. They were both fierce moves to fight for life. If they were unexpected or were used by sword masters, they should be able to exert strong lethality. But he knew even more that the most critical factor was power to exert lethality. Without the most basic power, no matter how good the move was, it was just juggling. These old and weak who acted as reinforcements were obviously not comparable to the power of orc warriors. Rather than sending them swords to kill the enemy with a self-defense, it would be better to say that these weapons were simply sent to them with self-breaking to avoid extra pain.

The dinner that day was mashed potatoes, roasted black bread and half a glass of red wine for each person. No one spoke during the meal. After the meal, it went dark. Except for a few people patrolling the city walls with torches, the others sat around several fires, mostly lying in their clothes. In the darkness, some people started singing the song. The melody was quite beautiful, but it was a very sad and sad song. The song sounded like a sad parting, and it seemed like a sadness for fate. The scene that made Quan Hao feel the most sad appeared. A little girl, who was at most three years old, was babbling with a mad and swayed with milk. Although she sang it, she was happy in a daze because she did the same thing as an adult.

This song is probably very famous, and more and more people join the chorus. Under the illumination of the stars, the entire Liuguang City is shrouded in this endless singing voice, just like humans singing an elegy for themselves.

In this sad and beautiful song, Quan Hao quietly came to the small house where he appeared. The time and space gate was still flowing. The time traveler lowered his head, and the colorful colors reflected on his face.

He stood in front of the time and space gate, listening quietly to the song outside the house. His face was tightly tense. He could not understand the meaning of the song, but it did not prevent him from thinking that it was a good song. When the sun rises tomorrow, this song, this city, and all the marks of the human civilization here in this world will disappear forever like ashes. There will be no trace anymore. The time traveler tried hard to memorize every melody of the song. He didn't know why this was done, perhaps to leave a memory. The last mark for this human civilization that is about to die and will not be retained by other worlds.

The more I listen, the more I am infected by the sad melody. When I feel it, a sense of loneliness that is unique to the traveler will naturally arise. The depression that cannot be resorted to the mouth, the chest cavity that is pressed is as heavy as a thousand pounds.
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