Lord of Hongmeng

Chapter 377
The natural disasters of the undead continue to erode life. In one year, several lines of defense on the main material plane were repelled again. Fortunately, they were well prepared and firmly stabilized, and the undead have died, especially recently. Although they still look very sharp, they clearly feel that there is a shortage of numbers. There are no resources around them. Naturally, there are no supplies, and the number of undead is decreasing.

This fact made the higher-ups in the plane of the undead hesitate, because if this continues, even if they can break through several layers of defense, there is still no hope of victory. This is definitely not what they want to see, and the supply is far behind. Out of rhythm.

"No, we can't shrink back. As long as we fight for one breath, we can completely destroy the forces of all races on the main material plane."

"Total destruction? Just kidding, although it seems that we have broken through the line of defense, but their vitality is still very strong, and we have no chance at all. By the way, it is difficult to resupply. This time they are going to Sufficient, the dead creatures were all cremated, you said what should we do, and we have to continue, do you feel the difference now?"

"Different? It doesn't feel like it. You won't be alarmist. What enemies are we afraid of in the undead plane?"

"Hehehe, you are really stupid to say that you are stupid. The plane of the undead has already begun to leave. You must not have felt it?"

As soon as the words were finished, countless undead experts immediately came to check them. I didn’t check carefully, and I really didn’t know. Only now did I find that the undead plane and the main material plane were really separated. Obviously, the main material plane has enough The power of the undead can be repelled from the undead plane. It has to be said that there is no warning, because it has never been so fast before, and it will be separated in just one year.

"How is this possible?" Many high-ranking undead couldn't stop their shocked expressions, and the fire of their souls was constantly beating violently.

"Is there anything impossible? This time, all races on the main material plane seem to have been prepared for a long time, especially the powerhouses are even more extraordinary. Have you noticed that most of them are young people, and they are too young. This is What's going on, do you know?"

This question really stabilized all the high-level undead present, shaking their heads one by one, really don't know what's going on?

"It seems that this time God's will is so, we can only return without success, but since there is an undead battlefield, one day, we will come back again, and they will not get through it so easily at that time, if there is no Peerless I don’t believe in the prophecies of the strong, but there are always exceptions, and we don’t need to be discouraged, one time won’t work, but two times, the next time may be the right time.”

As for the high-level undead, they could only nod their heads after hearing this. It seems that this time they can't get what they want. Fortunately, the life of the undead is unlimited. As long as the fire of the soul is still beating, they can continue to exist, and they don't need to wait too long for the next time. , because in their eyes, time is just like an hourglass, passing in a blink of an eye, time is the least valuable, and the next time it is their death.

With the dominance of this same voice, people of all races on the main material plane soon noticed that the undead seemed to be retreating in an orderly manner, and some low-level undead were still fighting, and none of the high-level ones could be seen. , When they reacted, all the undead retreated into the gate of the dead overnight, disappeared on the battlefield, and watched each other face to face. Could there be some conspiracy?
But after waiting for a few days, there was nothing strange at all, and more importantly, the gate of the dead seemed to be slowly closing.

As soon as this situation appeared, everyone was excited. After fighting for more than a year, it was finally over. It was really exhausting.

"It's over, it's finally over, the undead have retreated, we won, and we will record it in the annals of history forever." Golden said excitedly. This year has been very hard and under great pressure, because a It is not so easy to build a front line. Such continuous retreat is also a lot of pressure, and it finally pays off.

It is a very simple way of exchanging space for time, dragging the enemy tightly within a certain range, waiting for the continuous arrival of reinforcements, making the backup troops more powerful, and then fighting will be more handy, so that the battle can be dragged to the end.If it is head-to-head at the beginning, it will be a disaster for all living beings. There are too many undead, and they can continue to emerge, and the reinforcements of various races are far away. How can we win? Because of this Only after a delaying battle can it be implemented.

Persistingly persisted and withstood heavy pressure. Even though it cost a lot, the result was gratifying. The undead finally retreated, and they will be remembered in the annals of history. No one can erase this achievement. Make a note.

All races from the main material plane are also celebrating excitedly at this moment, as if there is no racial boundary, celebrating together.

With the closure and disappearance of the gate of the undead, the natural disaster of the undead has finally receded after a year of raging, and it is also a time for all races to part. A year of fighting friendship is sometimes more important than anything else. , because I understand this in my heart, the meaning of getting acquainted on the battlefield is the most solid. As for what will happen in the future, it can only depend on God's will.

"Everyone, thank you for your support, so that the entire continent can calm down again. I believe this is the greatest victory. At the same time, toast to those soldiers who died in battle." As the marshal, Golden took the lead to greet those The souls who died in this war toasted, a glass of fine wine full of respect and sorrow, spilled on the ground, and the breeze slowly blew.

Everyone toasted the dead soldiers at the same time. This is an indescribable language. It is because of their sacrifices that they have a chance to survive. They are always in their hearts. The dead are the greatest, and they admire the dead. Heroic Spirit should be.

"Okay, we should celebrate well. This victory, let us remember the friendship of all ethnic groups. No matter what the future holds, today's scene will be the result of all ethnic groups fighting for the peace of the mainland. I sincerely hope that all ethnic groups We can live in peace, so that the mainland can calm down, this is what I want to say as the Marshal of the last day today, I hope we will live in peace forever, do it."

And everyone of all races present knew that this was just a beautiful dream, and it was difficult to realize, but it did not prevent them from having this wish. They all shouted together: "May the mainland be eternally peaceful and free from disputes." ,Dry."

Everyone toasted together, and then drank the cup full, with a heavy and powerless heart, but then it was a time to celebrate together, forgetting the identities of all ethnic groups, fighting together, working together, to have the current harmony, even if Only one day.

Kobilo and the others are also very enthusiastic now, but now there are only 20 students at the beginning, because the students taught by Chen Xuan over the years, although except for some nobles who are unwilling to come out to practice, the commoners all come out to work hard, and those who are unwilling to be lonely There are quite a few nobles gathered together now, and they are the main ones. Who makes them the strongest.

"It's time for us to go back tomorrow. I don't know what's going on with the empire. We haven't been back for ten years." Kobilo raised his glass and said to the crowd full of melancholy. Maybe some people only made their debut not long ago.

"Captain, what you said is really sad, but it is our home after all, and we should go back."

"Yeah, yeah, don't be so sad, think about other things after you go back, this year's battle can be said to have left a deep impression, it is impossible to forget, deeply remembered in everyone deep in the soul."

Everyone said one after another, but none of them felt that it was wrong. Fighting is cruel, and it is also the most tempering. If it weren't for their unity and dedication, they would not be where they are today. Unity and cooperation are the most important. .

"Let's be happy and say goodbye to fighters of other races. After all, it's a friendship after a year of fighting."

Soon everyone agreed, and they all went to find the alien warriors they had stood with, and bid farewell to each other.

Kobilo looked at it and nodded, he couldn't just be suppressed blindly, it would only make them uncomfortable, release is also good.

After a night of joy, on the second day, soldiers of all ethnic groups bid farewell and left one after another, embarking on their way home.

Kobilo and the others also followed their empire's army back, and the mercenary group will be disbanded later, becoming an unregistered SS-level mercenary group. As for how strong it is, I haven't tried it, so no one will know. For more than a year, every race has been aware of their strength, and seeing them leave, they all have a respect and deep admiration.

With the disbandment of the battle group on the main battlefield, the battlefield that had fought hard for more than a year was also exposed. Travelers from all ethnic groups came here to mourn, especially for those soldiers who died, all with a respect .Because many soldiers had no time to clean up in the early stage, their ashes could only be scattered on this land, and they could not return to their homeland, and their heroic spirits would also be on this land.

This pain makes those who come here to mourn deeply have a deep respect. I hope they can understand the cruelty of war. I also hope that through them, I can hear the words from my hometown. Deep condolences.

There is no country that passes through, and there is no obstacle. This is the treatment of heroes. Even if they are aliens, they will not be willing to have conflicts at this time. Otherwise, they will be charged with shame and slandering heroes. inclusive.

In this regard, many human countries have done a good job, allowing the aliens to go home with peace of mind. As for the future, it can only depend on God's will?

(End of this chapter)