I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 618: Huang Tian Dao? Taiping Dao!
On the battlefield, when it comes to charging into and breaking through formations, or even attacking and destroying cities, Huang Tianlishi, who possesses powerful strength and defense, may be the most terrifying killing machine.

But unfortunately, their strength lies entirely in their physical bodies. When they are surrounded and attacked by conventional great monks, they are nothing but fish on the chopping board.

At best, it can only mean taking a few more hits or a few more magical powers.

Therefore, even though they were fearless and kept rushing towards the treasure ships carrying troops of the Zhen Liao Army under the blessing of their faith in the Great Sage Master, all this was in vain.

All of this is clearly evidenced by the limbs that keep falling from the Tongtian River and the blood rain that pours down.

When the last Huang Tianlishi used his huge body that blocked out the sky to slam into one of the treasure ships, the old generals of Zhenliao holding bloody long swords were silent as they saw his ferocious face and trying to overturn the treasure ship with his only remaining half arm.

"Come down."

"Since you are so brave, we can promise you wealth and honor on behalf of the king."

But the Yellow Sky Warrior turned a deaf ear to them, still standing on the vast river, roaring and ramming the treasure ship.

"Since I surrendered to the great and wise teacher, I can even overturn the heavens! How can I not be able to overturn this mere boat?"

"Turn it over for me!"

It's a pity that even though he has a strong physique and a force so great that he can shake a mountain.

But at this moment the treasure ship remained motionless.

boom--

The precious blood spurting from the broken arm coated half of the splint where the two collided, and was then washed away by the surging river water.

The already bright red river water becomes even redder.

boom--

"Turn it over for me!"

he is very smart.

He had discovered before that this protective formation could only block magic power and magical abilities, so he broke into the formation.

It was naturally clear at this moment that these seven treasure ships served as the basis of each other's formation. As long as one of them capsized, the formation would be broken!
But what he didn't know was that these seven treasure ships corresponded to the nine stars in the sky.

The stars remain unchanged throughout the ages, and the treasure ship remains relatively motionless.

And how could he, a mere Taoist soldier, shake the nine stars in the sky?
At this moment, all the old generals who guarded Liao lowered their heads. There was no mockery in their eyes as they watched this scene which was almost like an ant trying to shake a tree. Instead, there was only the sigh of being a fellow warrior.

"Give him a quick death..."

……

The treasure ship braved the wind and waves and finally arrived at the south bank of Tongtian River.

The huge corpse whose magical power had not yet dissipated was floating on the bright red water, proclaiming the cruelty and bloodiness of this water battle.

The Zhenliao men who stepped out of the treasure ship in large numbers were unharmed, and they didn't even have much intuitive feeling about the battle of crossing the river just now.

But they also have their battlefield.

The moment they set foot in Qingzhou, they looked at the ochre-yellow figures swarming towards them without saying a word. The Shenji Battalion, which was the first to cross the river, silently raised their magic guns.

With Shangguan shouting "Release", he kept repeating the mechanical movements and cleared out the enemies rushing in front of him row by row.

After the Shenji Camp had created enough space on the river bank and successfully stabilized its position, the Tianzi Camp, which had already prepared its armor and clothing in the rear, turned over and jumped onto the Liaodong horses that were crossing the river with them.

As they walked slowly, they split into two streams like a tide, and struck fiercely at the waist and abdomen of the enemy formation in front.

"Zhen Liao Army! Victory!"

"attack--"

The sound of horse hooves stamped on the ground was like the beating of war drums or thunder exploding on the land of Qingzhou.

When the black-bodied Zhenliao Iron Cavalry general appeared in front of the Qingzhou Huangtian Army with his sharp Zhenliao sword across his horse's side, even though they had experienced countless life and death experiences and had faith in the Great Sage Master and were never afraid of death, their pupils still instinctively contracted violently and their whole bodies shook and trembled uncontrollably.

“Block…block it!”

Block?

How can a mere flesh and blood body, even with cultivation, possibly withstand the surging torrent of steel?
Rumbling--

The tall horse covered with armor had its bones and muscles shattered. Its body flew backwards and its blood spurted out, drawing tragic arcs of death in the air.

The comrades and fellow Taoists who were knocked down had not yet had time to push away the corpses and stand up with difficulty before they were trampled by the oncoming huge horses' hooves, causing their eyes to bulge out and then merge with the ground beneath them.

There is blood, flesh, and mud, and there is no difference between them...

……

The flying horse hooves and the huge horse body that is accumulating terrifying power.

The Zhenliao sabers, either quietly or violently slashing, quickly cut the vast ochre-yellow ocean into fragmented camp formations that were difficult to keep in sight, just like a butcher cutting up an ox.

The Shenji Camp continued to advance slowly and in unison, using the spiritual guns in their hands to continuously smash the fragmented camp formations.

The tacit cooperation between the two sides is simply the most beautiful art in the world in the eyes of those bloodthirsty warriors!
But if someone else were to look at it, they would only feel a bone-chilling chill and endless fear in their hearts.

Because this is not a life-and-death war at all, it is clearly a bloody massacre that maximizes the killing efficiency!
In the face of such a horrific weapon of war, all the courage, indomitable spirit and high will to fight seem so pale and powerless.

It is meaningless except for adding a touch of sadness and despair to this one-sided killing.

……

There was a soldier of the Yellow Army whose ochre yellow was dyed red, holding a half-broken long sword, staggering and struggling to get up from the bloody puddle.

He fell again before taking half a step.

When I looked around, I saw corpses everywhere.

Layer upon layer, covering the entire field of vision.

It seems like there is no end.

Holding down the unclearly faceless round head under him, he inserted the half-broken long knife in his hand into one of the bodies, and stood up again like a zombie, and suddenly laughed.

The scalding tears gushed out, leaving two grooves on the blood-stained face.

he lived.

It’s not about how strong he is, nor how lucky he is.

It’s just because when life and death were at stake, he was greedy for life.

The moment your mind goes blank, all the beliefs, persistence, and long-cherished wish are bullshit!
He just wants to live!

Thinking back to when the corpses piled on his body were uncovered, he met a pair of cold eyes covered by black masks, and felt his own fear and despair.

He laughed even louder.

He didn't know why the Zhenliao army, who were responsible for finishing him off after the battle, would let him go and even considerately cover him with their corpses again.

He just knew that he survived.

Just as he was laughing so hard that tears were streaming down his face, there was a sudden movement that made his whole body freeze.

As he tensed his whole body, holding the knife and gathering his energy, he saw a big hand stretching out from the pile of corpses. As the severed heads rolled, another head struggled to come out, gasping for breath.

The moment he saw the living person, the other party was obviously stunned.

Then he burst out laughing.

He didn't know why he was laughing, but his laugh seemed to have some kind of effect similar to summoning spirits.

The next moment, ghost-like figures struggled to crawl out from this Shura purgatory where blood flowed like a river.

Looking around at the bloody sea, some people were gasping for breath, some were vomiting, and some were crying loudly...

Some people are like crazy, some are like dementia...

After a long, long time, the world was dead silent.

These living dead who looked like they had crawled out of hell finally moved, as if they were preparing to leave.

"where did you go?"

A pair of empty eyes looked back indifferently, and then seemed to pursue some obsession.

"I want to go...home."

The voice was followed by a chuckle.

"Go home? Can you go back?"

The figure who moved first seemed to be stunned.

In these years, he has been pursuing the great virtuous teacher, the Huang Tiandao, and has been wholeheartedly pursuing the glorious future of the human world where everyone is like a dragon. He has not thought about his little home for a long time.

My parents, wife, and children at home...

The incomplete and cruel images that kept flashing through his mind made him hold his head in agony and squat down with his body hunched. After groaning in pain for a few moments, he finally remembered.

When the seven states were flooded and corpses were scattered all over the place, he managed to save his family with his decent cultivation.

Later, Huang Tiandao raised an army and started a rebellion, attacking counties and prefectures, and causing chaos and killing in the eight states.

In the face of such a great trend, his little family was no more than an ant living in a cave, and would have been... gone long ago!
At this time, another person moved. He was heading south, which was the heartland of Qingzhou Huang Tiandao.

But after a few steps, he stopped stiffly.

Because that was also the direction the Zhen Liao Army was marching, and he had barely managed to survive the hands of those killers. If he went south, wouldn't he be walking into a trap?

And... and with the terror of those killing gods, I'm afraid that Shuai Qu... can't stop them!
All the way to the south is nothing more than witnessing the Shura purgatory scene like today again.

Seeing this man frozen in place like a wooden stake, the group of living dead who had escaped death seemed to understand everything.

After a moment, someone cried and screamed.

"The world is so big, where else can we go?"

"What a damned world!"

At the beginning, the Great Sage Teacher said that the world was in a bad state, with a tyrant in power and beasts eating up the food.

He vowed to replace the corrupt heaven with his Yellow Sky Avenue and to establish a glorious world where everyone is like a dragon!

They believed it!

Now, after so many years, Huang Tian's power has swept across most of the world, and it seems that it is indeed a raging fire and a blooming garden!
But in fact, from the perspective of these ordinary believers and Huang Tian disciples, they didn't seem to see much difference.

Some of those who hold high positions are just former noble families who are now wearing ochre-yellow Taoist robes.

The common people who yearn for everyone to be like a dragon, while they offer sacrifices to Huang Tian and give faith to the Great Sage Teacher, the heavy taxes renamed "incense" still weigh down their backbones.

Do not!
Their spines are even more bent!

Because compared to the past military system of Dayong, the commanders of all states and counties have tens or even hundreds of millions of troops, which is constantly consuming the blood and flesh of the common people, even worse than the Dayong in the past where people were already living in dire straits!

"So... after all these years of fighting and working so hard, what have we finally come up with?"

At this moment, standing in the sea of ​​corpses and blood beneath their feet, the living dead were confused and didn't know where to go.

Then he began to doubt himself, Huang Tiandao, and even the awe-inspiring and sacred Great Sage Master seemed to be shrouded in a layer of... haze.

"You say, Great Sage Master... can he... can his ambition be realized?"

Someone opened his mouth and finally couldn't help but utter these words.

If it were in the past, or in a different situation, anyone who raised such questions would undoubtedly be considered a heinous traitor. At the very least, they would be criticized, and at the worst, they would be killed by everyone.

But at this moment, all I got was silence.

No one dares to respond to this question, and no one can answer this question.

The holiness and greatness of the Great Sage Teacher are not something they can guess or conclude.

But just when everyone was keeping silent, a sigh broke the dead silence.

"In fact, you already have the answer in your heart, why don't you dare to admit it?"

A group of Huang Tiandao survivors who looked like evil spirits suddenly raised their heads and looked in the direction where the sound came from with cold eyes.

But at this glance, they were stunned.

It wasn’t because the person who appeared out of nowhere, stepping on endless corpses, had such a high level of cultivation that they were scared.

It was because the person who came was dressed as a Taoist priest, and more importantly, his Taoist robe was too similar to that of the Taoist priests of their Huang Tian Dao!

It’s just that one is the ochre yellow that symbolizes the yellow sky, while the other is the sky blue that is similar to the blue sky.

Before they could question the Taoist's identity, the other party continued to speak leisurely.

"He can't become a great and virtuous teacher."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present suddenly changed color.

"Shut up!"

"How can a Taoist like you have any say over the great and virtuous teacher?"

Seeing this, the Taoist sighed again.

"The facts are here, isn't that obvious enough?"

What are the facts?
It's the sea of ​​corpses and blood before our eyes!
It was their Huangtian Army that was slaughtered and trampled like ants and grass in front of the Zhenliao Army.

Perhaps before this battle, this Taoist who had now changed into a sky-blue Taoist robe would still have doubts about this, but at this moment he had only firm belief in his heart.

"Great and virtuous teacher, his path is wrong."

As the Taoist said this, he waved his hands to gently hold down a few furious figures, while talking to himself.

"The so-called dragon-like man is nothing but a self-deceiving hoax. He is wrong, fundamentally wrong."

"He can't save the people, he can only write the sorrow and misery in the world with the blood of the people..."

The so-called amazing aspiration of making everyone like a dragon seems to be saving the world and saving people, but in fact it is destroying the world and killing people!
Apart from anything else, from what he had seen while traveling around the world over the years, the number of common people in the world had decreased by several percent, and he could no longer bear to measure it carefully.

This was also the real reason why he was half-hearted in front of the Duke of Yan before.

If he wants to save the world and save people, he can no longer continue to follow the path of the Great Sage Master.

So after realizing this, he changed his original ochre yellow Taoist robe into the sky blue color of today.

However, the figures standing in the sea of ​​corpses and blood in front of him asked sarcastic questions about his shameless words just now.

"The Great and Good Master can't save the people, so how can you?"

He shook his head slowly.

"Although I have the will, I am unable to do it because I lack the strength."

When these words were spoken, the living dead who had been resurrected from death were stunned for a moment, and then burst into mocking laughter.

At this time, the Taoist wearing a white vine crown said seriously.

"But someone can."

Having said this, he waved his hand without giving these living dead a chance to question him.

"Never mind, what you hear is not what you think, what you see is what you think."

"I invite you all to come with me and see it for yourself. You will know for yourself."

The world is in the sleeve, spanning thousands of miles.

When they appeared again, they were already in a bustling city full of people.

During this process, the Taoist didn't say anything. He just led them to quietly watch the scene below, which seemed to not exist in the same time and space as the chaotic world today.

The grand and almost bustling humanitarian atmosphere continued to impact the minds of these living dead who had just walked out of the Shura Purgatory.

It was not until they showed complex expressions of shock, yearning, questioning, etc. that he asked leisurely.

"Do you think that if everyone in the world could be like this, wouldn't it be better than the illusory idea that everyone is like a dragon?"

The group of living dead were silent for a while, then they asked in a hoarse voice.

"May I ask, where is this place?"

The Taoist chuckled and replied.

"This is Youbei. It was ruled by Duke Yan for ten years before this flourishing human civilization came into being!"

It was Youbei!

A bitter, cold and barren place in the eyes of the world!
The people who were lifted up into the clouds by the immortal's magical power didn't believe it at first, but they had to believe it.

At this moment they finally realized that the one who could save the world and save people mentioned by this Taoist was not someone else, but the Duke of Yan who had just led his troops into Qingzhou.

After another period of silence, someone suddenly asked.

"May I ask your identity, and what are you planning today?"

The Taoist heard this and did not try to hide it.

"I am Zuo Ci from the Taiping Dao! Following the orders of my Taiping Dao master, I want to reverse the situation and save the world!"

"You have experienced life and death, and you have your own insights in your heart. Are you willing to walk with me?"

"Help our Taoist master to restore peace and happiness to the world forever!"

……

(End of this chapter)