Queen of the Black Phoenix

Chapter 690 Savage Spirit
The savage clouds did not disperse.

The First Prince's camp was extremely quiet.

Everyone has different opinions on how to deal with the next thing.

At this time, there is an urgent need for someone to jump out and preside over the overall situation.

But who can?

It's still time to restrain the First Prince's corpse.

As for the woman, feeding the dog is not enough to apologize.

Too bad it's dead.

No matter how much you toss the other party, you won't feel the pain.

The camp slowly started to move.

It is estimated that there will be a truce today, and some slaves are still relieved.

Although very contradictory.

But if you don't go to attack the city, maybe you won't die today, at least you will live another day.

Moreover, their masters have blasphemed the gods, and sooner or later they will suffer retribution.

In fact, they should not attack the city at this time, but should repent and pray for the forgiveness of the gods.

In the wild, when a dying child was thrown in front of everyone by its mouth.

Everyone was stunned.

This child is Mrs. Liu's son, and she has been looking for it.

She was arrested yesterday.

Today the child was sent back.

It's just that the wound on the child's body is very strange, and the whole person is pale and thin like a skeleton.

His breathing was weak, and he seemed to be dying soon.

Sapphire opened the wound on his body, and immediately covered it again.

She has suffered a lot.

But at this moment, the eyes are still red.

Eye sockets are sore, swollen and painful.

She stared, looking at the sky, the thicker and thicker clouds were pressing down bit by bit.

People who are overwhelmed can't breathe.

What kind of world is this, why can't they be more peaceful, they have no more demands, they just want to live.

But why is life so difficult.

A young child can be used for bloodletting, eating and drinking, what kind of world is this?
They work so hard to live, why should they accept such a thing.

Why?
They are not weak, others sleep and rest, they are training, working and studying.

They work harder than anyone else, and they all cherish the peace of life and all the hard-won things in front of them.

But they work so hard, not to experience the tragedy in the world again, they work hard to live a better life.

Now there are enemies who want to break their lives and take away everything they have protected with their lives, and they have to fight back.

They lived in the wilderness, they fought against the sky, the earth, and the beasts, and now they want to fight with the enemy.

This time, they don't intend to hold on, they want to attack.

The horn sounded.

Louder than louder.

This sound was transmitted to every corner of the wild.

Even the oldest Piying in the abyss opened his eyes tremblingly.

A little dazed, and a little excited, he flapped his wings.

The students of Shenxue Palace had already put down their books, put on armor, and held their own suitable weapons in their hands.

They are no longer frail scholars, they are transforming the wild, and the wild is also transforming them.

There are poems and books in the mind and weapons in the hands.

And the common people in the wild are all soldiers.

The wild rule is to study in the morning and work and train in the afternoon.

At the beginning, many people felt that it was a waste of time, but later found that people who study are more effective in work and training than other people who do not study.

Savage adults began to try to learn.

And the wild new generation grew up strictly according to this way from childhood.

Start reading and learning from an early age.

They have stricter discipline, more loyal thoughts, braver hearts, and stronger bodies. They are a new generation of barbarians.

And those old and weak women and children of Jing who were exterminated, as well as those monks, they all stood up.

The wilderness that took them in has already mobilized the whole people, and they must do the same.

This is their last piece of pure land.

If this place is also breached, there will be no place for them to stay.

And there is still a vague concept in my heart, what is home?What is a country?
During this period of time, they learned only a few simple words, but they were especially profound.

For most of them, this is their first contact with words and poetry.

Home, Country, Heaven, Earth.

Fight for country.

Fight for home.

Defend the country.

These words reappeared in their minds over and over again, and they had to recite them every day and be able to write them.

At this moment, it is not written on the sand with branches, nor written on tables, chairs and beds by hand.

Now is the time for them to write with action.

Now is the time for them to write with their lives and blood.

No hesitation, no retreat, only forward.

While the First Prince's camp was still chaotically arguing, sad and fearful, the barbarian people left the city densely.

Maybe only half of them came back, or even less than half, but when they came back, it was a victory.

The lives of the remaining people will continue well.

Everyone didn't say much.

They just greeted each other silently and excitedly.

People with introverted emotions will also say at this moment: "Fight for the country."

The same is true for the Jing people who came here.

"Fight for country."

Their country is gone, and the Wilderness is their new home.

Fight for country.

Heaven, earth, home, country.

At this moment, Zhao Hubei felt these four words more deeply.

She couldn't help but look back quietly, there were too many people behind her, she could no longer see Sanniang and her son Xiaohu.

She took a deep breath.

There was a puff of white smoke in front of him.

She didn't look back, but looked forward.

At the front of the team is the barbarian guard, mostly composed of women.

And the woman in the front is wearing a mask, wearing armor, and carrying a wide giant sword on her back.

The horn sounded.

charge.

dusty.

There are many people and orderly.

There seems to be an echo in the world.

Rumbling sound.

The whole grassland trembled.

In the desert deep in the edge of the wild, there is a small spring in the middle of the desert, and there is an oasis around the spring.

The violent noise caused the spring that seemed to be drying up to be shaken open, and water gushed out.

The spring water kept bubbling and gurgling, the river overflowed little by little, flowed to the oasis next to it, and then slowly expanded to the outside.

And the calm holy lake is swaying gently at this moment, the lake never freezes, and the waves gently slap the unmelted ice and snow on the shore.

The wild army is advancing and fighting.

Go forward.

There is no escape route.

Behind them is their home.

The First Prince's camp was already in chaos. They didn't expect that the local people, who they regarded as weaklings and inferior nationalities, would rush over with outdated weapons.

When the people in the camp prepared their firearms, they didn't expect that the other party also had firearms.

It's just weaker than theirs, inaccurate, and smashing randomly.

There was dust and smoke in the camp, and before the other party came in, they trampled on each other first.

In the chaos, no one cared about the First Prince's corpse anymore.

Everywhere is on fire.

Those who ran outside were quickly killed by the barbarians guarding outside.

The savages advanced inch by inch.

Fight, swap, retreat, move on and fight.

What looks chaotic is actually very orderly.

Chao Hubei is very nervous, in the team.

Her palms were sweaty, and her back was sweaty too.

But it's not easy to wipe off the sweat at this moment, and she is also wearing armor, although it is not a full set, but it also protects important parts.

It was her turn to step forward.

She gritted her teeth and rushed forward.

Holding her spear tightly, she pulled out the gun, blood splashed out and fell on her face, hotter than snow.

The two armies are already in close combat.

Whoever takes one step slower will die.

She fires her gun, closes it, fires it again, and backs away.

Change the person behind to come up.

The people around her fell down.

The face is peaceful.

Her hand holding the gun became more stable, she didn't think too much, she held onto the gun firmly, waiting for the next fight.

(End of this chapter)