(God's perspective)
name?
For the first time, someone asked Zhan Hunxi his name, but Zhan Hunxi has not had a name for so many years.
Is a name an important thing?
People like him who are war orphans also have no names.
Some people call him brat, or little devil, but no one has given him a name...
"Ah... I'm sorry, I don't have a name."
"no name?!"
When Qiu Xiang heard what Zhan Hunxi said, he found it unbelievable. How could he not have a name at such an old age?
"Have you never thought about giving yourself a name?"
Zhan Hunxi shook his head, "I really haven't thought about it."
During those days, Zhan Hunxi was busy learning spells. After so many years, I don’t know how the scholar is doing, whether he was drafted into the army or something... Sigh.
Qiu Xiang patted Zhan Hunxi on the back again, and Zhan Hunxi endured the pain in his back and gave Qiu Xiang a smile.
Qiu Xiang smiled at Zhan Hunxi, "If you can go back safely this time, I will help you think of a name."
"Okay! Thank you!"
The two people here were talking and laughing to the front, completely losing the tension of dying.
Others were also affected to some extent, and the atmosphere was indeed not as solemn as before.
After everyone arrived at the forward station, they settled in their respective places.
"There seems to be no movement on the other side. Should we attack first or..."
Some people looked at the situation ahead, but there was no movement in front of them.
"What are you talking about! Anyway, you will die! I will fight!"
After saying that, one person rushed out, followed by two more.
The enemy troops on the opposite side also took action. They actually used spells first. It seemed that they would use any means to win.
Although it is stipulated that no magic can be used in war, these tyrannical war demons use it with peace of mind. Only the strong can set the rules.
When the three people who rushed out discovered that the enemy was using magic, they thought they were going to die.
The strong light hit the three of them, and in the next moment Zhan Hunxi dodged and stood in front of the three of them.
"Are you okay! Don't be impulsive! Follow the command and retreat now!"
Zhan Hunxi lost his previous cheerfulness, and his eyes became serious. His appearance made the three people a little afraid, and they all rolled back obediently.
Then Zhan Hunxi turned the blade of the giant sword, and he chanted a spell to bounce back the strong light mana.
After the strong light rebounded, Zhan Hunxi protected the three people and returned safely.
"They actually used magic! How despicable!" The three people who came back complained angrily.
Zhan Hunxi looked at them seriously, "If you are not despicable, you cannot win the war. Actions without a plan will lead to death! It is true that we are scapegoats, but as long as we can avoid death, we will live for me! Believe me! I can protect you!" "
There is no way. Among the dozen or so people here, only Zhanhunxi can use magic.
"There is a situation ahead again!" Qiu Xiang pointed at the fireball flying forward, "Our army will not arrive for another hour, and someone must go back and report the enemy's use of magic."
The words of the enemy ignited hope in the hearts of those who did not want to die so early. As long as they went back to report, they would not have to die!
Qiu Xiang came over and patted Zhan Hunxi on the shoulder, "Brother, go back and report!"
"I won't leave! How can you live if you let me go! As long as you win, you won't need to report anything!"
Zhan Hunxi shook off Qiu Xiang's hand.
Qiu Xiang smiled proudly, "I knew you would answer that way."
"What time is it now! We don't know how many warlocks there are on the other side, and we are still here listening to a brat talking nonsense! If you don't leave, I will leave! I don't want to die! I want to report!"
One of them couldn't bear this situation anymore, so he ran away after yelling.
Several people also want to follow this person. They want to report back information, not deserters!
"I won't leave! I believe you can protect us!"
A person who was saved by Zhan Hunxi just now said.
"I won't leave either! I believe in you too!"
"Me too!"
The other two people who were rescued also agreed with Zhan Hunxi.
Those who were hesitant about whether to leave suddenly became even more hesitant. On one side, it was life and on the other side, it was military exploits. They were just ordinary scapegoats. If Zhan Hunxi hadn't rebounded the mana just now, they might have died.
"I...believe you too!"
One of the hesitant ones made up his mind to stay, and then the others also stayed.
The fireball is getting closer and closer, it seems that it is using the guise of fireball to cause confusion.
Once someone panics, the fireball will attack, otherwise it is just a cover.
That……
Zhan Hunxi looked in the direction that the man was running away.
The frightened soldier walked back with his horse.
He came to Zhan Hunxi and slapped himself, and then twice more.
"I'm a coward! I'm afraid of death! I'm not a human being!"
Zhan Hunxi stopped him, "It's normal to be greedy for life and afraid of death. Why do you want to come back?"
The man lowered his head and didn't want to speak. Later he told Zhan Hunxi about the matter. The day before the trip, he heard the general say that only one of the pioneers who was brought out dared to escape. Zhan Hunxi would be responsible for all this. On the body.
Because some protection is not external, you also need to protect the inside of the soldiers.
If he really left at that time, although he would not be punished, more people would be requisitioned like him...
Don't let the war continue any longer.
Zhan Hunxi did not ask this person again.
"It's smashed down!" Qiu Xiang roared.
Zhan Hunxi turned his head and looked in the direction Qiu Xiang was pointing.
The fireballs exploded, and meteors formed into flames and quickly attacked this side.
Zhan Hunxi held the giant knife and ran towards the fireball.
All Qiu Xiang and the others could do was believe in him, but they all had impossible thoughts in their hearts.
But Zhan Hunxi reassured them in the next second.
Zhan Hunxi's eyes were fierce, and he swung his giant knife at the fireball meteor group.
"The Tyrant Sword - kills the soul with one strike!!!!"
With just one blow, all those fireballs turned into dust.
Qiu Xiang's jaw almost dropped in surprise.
Others are even more incredulous. Is this really the strength a sixteen-year-old boy should have? !
The enemy army was even more panicked. Did the other side also recruit warlocks to fight?
But in the next moment, the domineering sword energy that shattered the fireball meteors slammed down on the warlocks.
"What! Everyone, hurry up..."
Before those warlocks could take action, the energy of the tyrant sword shattered the surface of the earth.
The enemy's vanguard was destroyed, and soon after Zhan Hunxi's army arrived, they captured the tribe in one fell swoop.
This battle was a victory, and the army also held a celebration banquet.
Zhan Hunxi also gained a group of younger followers who were older than him, almost all of whom were the pioneers who followed him.
Qiu Xiang handed Zhan Hun Xi a glass of strong wine, "What's the name of that move of yours? One Soul Zhan Xi... Why don't you call it Zhan Hun Xi from now on!"
"Zhanhunxi... is a good name!"
After Zhanhunxi laughed heartily, he clinked glasses with everyone and drank hard liquor.
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