After leaving Mianyang Slope, Shao Haoyue and his servant sneaked into the Demon Army camp. In half a day, they had figured out the general situation of the military camp.
As the rumors said, Mo Fei valued his younger brother Mo Tian very much. Hearing that Mo Tian was seriously injured, he quickly returned from the front line. It was not until Mo Tian turned the corner that his suppressed anger burst out.
Now, the word "suspect" can be thrown away. Shao Haoyue is sure that Mo Tian has awakened the Tianji bloodline.
The dream fragment has been triggered, and now it's time for Mo Tian to wake up and confirm whether he believes that Tianji Blood has been triggered.
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The afternoon sun was dazzling. When Mo Tian opened his eyes, he felt that the corners of his eyes were dry and weak, and his vision was blurry.
He closed his eyes hard, opened them again, and his vision finally became clear.
The bright sunlight slanted in through the window and sprinkled on the table. The white letterhead was glowing with light. I scanned a few lines of words with my peripheral vision, 'Shen Canghao has returned from the mid-term promotion to Daluo Jinxian...'
After glancing at it, he naturally looked away without any emotion, because that was information he had already seen.
He took his hand away from the desk and squeezed his stiff arm. He sighed softly. He had been so tired recently that he could even fall asleep while looking at official documents.
Wait, why is it so quiet outside?
He got up and went out. Except for the sentries in front of each military tent, there was no one there.
Before he could ask, the sentry said with slight surprise: "Second Young Master, you are awake. There is a letter from the Marshal's Mansion. The Marshal wants to marry Miss Biling to our general. Everyone is congratulating the general."
Mo Tian nodded, not surprised at all, as if he had known that such a day would come.
He strode towards the Chinese army camp. When passing by one of the military tents, he found that two sentries were not standing guard properly and were chatting in low voices.
"From now on, our general will also be a close confidant of the marshal, and his rise to the top is just around the corner!"
"Hehe, I hope our general can change his destiny with his dowry like Bai Xi!"
"Who says otherwise? If you have a good partner, the less you talk about, the less you will have to struggle for a hundred thousand years!"
"Tell me, what kind of person did Bai Xi offend? He openly offered a reward to kill him! Isn't it a love debt?"
"Compared with this, I am more curious about Qiu Xilou's background. He has put a reward on the commander-in-chief of an army. He dares to accept and launch such a mission! And the killer codenamed Nightingale is also reckless..."
Mo Tian frowned when he heard this, "Ahem, why don't you stand guard properly and talk nonsense!"
The two sentries were shocked, and they knelt down and begged for mercy: "Second Young Master, please forgive me!"
Mo Tian snorted, did not argue with them, and continued to walk to the Chinese army camp. Such a happy day was not worth letting such a trivial matter ruin the fun.
As I walked, the scenery in front of me merged into the vast whiteness, and my consciousness became blurred. My eyelids seemed to be stuck and I couldn't open them.
"Second Young Master! Second Young Master!"
The panicked and sad voice seemed to be coming through a thick barrier. It was hazy and hard to hear clearly.
"Second Young Master, be careful!" The voice suddenly became sharp, like a sharp blade, slamming into the eardrum.
boom!
The barrier was shattered, and the sound of horns, wind, fighting, and weapons clashing could be clearly heard.
Mo Tian suddenly opened his eyes and saw corpses everywhere, flags falling to the ground, and the strong smell of blood overwhelming!
He was stunned. What was going on?
Mo Tian couldn't react. Everything in front of him was both familiar and unfamiliar.
What is familiar is that this is the battlefield of immortals and demons in the Yueqing world, and he has been in this small world for seventy or eighty thousand years; what is unfamiliar is that this is not any war zone of the demons.
He looked around, trying hard to search for memories, and finally remembered that this was the area occupied by the immortals, the hinterland of the Xiling area.
How did you reach the hinterland of the Immortal Clan? Victory?
Mo Tian's mind went blank, and while he was thinking, his brain throbbed painfully, like a stick being stirred by a needle.
When my headache was about to burst, my ankle suddenly tightened and was grabbed by something.
He lowered his head and saw a familiar face covered in blood. It was Geng Jie, the guard assigned to him by his elder brother.
Geng Jie raised his head with difficulty, "Quickly - go -"
The last word 'go' came out with only a faint sound of breath, but Geng Jie made no sound.
"Geng Jie!" Mo Tian exclaimed, and then he realized that most of the corpses at his feet were familiar. They were soldiers of the Fifteenth Dark Fire Army.
Fear arose in Mo Tian's heart, what's going on? Why is everyone dead?
Where is the eldest brother?
"Brother——"
Mo Tian suddenly turned his head and shouted. As he turned his neck, the back of his head hurt. He reached out and touched the blood on his hand.
No wonder Naoren hurts, it turns out he hurt his brain.
"General! General!"
Fan Xu's mournful cry came from a distance. Mo Tian's whole body froze, and he had an ominous premonition. He turned around almost mechanically and looked in the direction of the sound.
Among the broken limbs and remains on the ground, his eldest brother was dressed in black armor, kneeling on one knee and wielding a heavy sword.
His head was lowered, his hair was messy and blood-stained, hanging casually like straw, and his chest, abdomen, and legs were full of sharp arrows.
"Brother!"
Mo Tian was in unbearable grief, and endless strength suddenly emerged from his depleted meridians. He flew over, grabbed his brother's shoulders and shook him, "Brother, wake up, brother! Brother..."
"Second Young Master, the general has already gone. Let's go quickly! You go quickly!" Fan Xu urged sadly and urgently.
Mo Tian regained some sense and asked in a low voice, "What's going on? What's going on?"
"No reinforcements will come. We are bait. This is a conspiracy against our 15th Army. We have been abandoned since the new offensive and defensive deployment was formulated!"
Fan Xu laughed miserably, the laughter was shrill, like a ghost crying, "No, it should be said that Miss Bi Ling's promise to the general was a conspiracy! The purpose is to make us relax our vigilance and come here with peace of mind.
Hahaha... we have been abandoned a long time ago..."
Mo Tian's head hurt more and more, because the brief and vague memories of the injury came to him, and he remembered it.
According to the planned plan, their 15th Army broke into the depths of the enemy's army and provoked a massive siege by the enemy.
However, the reinforcements that were supposed to arrive have not arrived, and the distress signal sent out has also come to nothing.
They were abandoned.
Mo Tian felt desolate in his heart. The eldest brother devoted himself to revitalizing the family and fought bravely to kill the enemy. Finally, he was appreciated by Marshal Yanyuan and married with a general. In the end, he was just an abandoned son.
"careful!"
With the shadow above his head, Mo Tian looked up and saw Fan Xu standing in front of him. The next second, a sharp arrow flew out of Fan Xu's chest and hit his heart.
Sharp pain spread from his chest. He stared blankly at the blood hole on Fan Xu's chest and fell down unwillingly...
Mo Tian suddenly sat up and opened his eyes in the bright light of the night pearl. His breathing was rapid and his whole body was covered in cold sweat.
"Second Young Master, you're awake!" A familiar face came over, full of worry and surprise.
"Geng Jie."
Mo Tian whispered, turned around and looked around. He saw familiar furnishings, layout, and familiar subordinates. There were no rivers of blood or corpses lying around.
