The two walked while talking and were already standing in front of the city gate.
At this moment, the sky was just bright, and the sun slowly rose on the distant horizon. Bai Jun walked towards this border town that was watered by blood.
He raised his head and saw the nervous-looking soldiers on the city wall, as well as the wall bricks covered with scratches, bloodstains, even minced meat, and scorched earth.
Those are all human beings.
Compared to the monsters that eat people, the ones who kill the most are actually humans themselves. Countless years of wars, between countries, between families, between dynasties and people, the number of people killed as a result far exceeded those killed by monsters and monsters, and far exceeded the number of humans who died from natural disasters.
However, war will never disappear because human beings are born with intelligence.
The golden leopard looked at the closed door and stretched out his hand to open it.
Bai Yan stopped him, "Let's just go in. Can a city gate stop us? Don't let those soldiers be worried anymore."
Jin Sheng smiled and said: "Yes, since the Lord Fu has said so, then the city gate will not be opened."
The two of them approached the tall city gate while chatting and laughing, and then walked in through the wall as soon as their figures transformed.
The city guard commander was standing behind the city gate. He was not frightened when he saw the two people suddenly appearing. Instead, he bowed and worshiped: "Sikong Mu, the little man, pay your respects to the Lord of the House!"
Bai Jun smiled and said: "General, please rise. It's bitterly cold at the border and we have been guarding alone for ten years. Thank you for your hard work, General."
Sikong Mu's tight strings finally relaxed, as if he was relieved to put down a heavy package he had been carrying for a long time, but there was light in his eyes, "I thank the Lord for your mercy, little man!"
As soon as these words came out, all the soldiers were shocked. Looking at Bai Jun, they suddenly realized that it was the statue that their ancestors had worshiped for generations.
Immediately, hundreds of people in the city fell down and bowed down. The strong-minded men felt like they were seeing a close relative, an elder, or a young son. They worshiped: "Greetings to the Holy Lord! Welcome to the Holy Lord!"
When a belief is passed down from generation to generation, and one day you suddenly see the existence of the belief, that feeling is a hundred times stronger than the so-called star chasing.
Many people even have no faith in their lives.
But the people of the Tianzhu Kingdom were born in a country under the protection of the Holy Lord. They grew up listening to the legends of the Holy Lord and eating the sacrifices offered to the Holy Lord. The Holy Lord was imprinted in their hearts. Destroy veins.
Bai Jun suddenly felt a kind of responsibility, which was different from a burden or a drag, but a mission-like responsibility. These people, as well as all the people of Tianzhu Kingdom behind him, were all born because of him, believed in him and worshiped him all their lives.
Different from the comfort of the mountains and forests, although he has to carry things on his back in the human world, he can feel the deep love that transcends blood and family ties.
In the dilapidated ancient city, the autumn sun shone on the uneven brick and stone floor, looking at the good man who was kneeling on the ground and stood firm and strong.
The Tianzhu Kingdom does not worship Taoism, Buddha, gods or demons, it only worships the Holy Lord. In their hearts, the Holy Lord is both God and the Holy Lord!
Bai Jun felt an indescribable touch in his heart. He slowly raised his head and said to everyone: "Thank you for your hard work, get up quickly."
The power of nothingness lifted everyone up. When the soldiers raised their heads again, there was light in their eyes. Together with the sun in the sky, Bai Jun's figure was reflected in their eyes.
Bai Yan's face was blurred, and if he didn't just stare at his face, he would never be able to see his real face. Just now, this general was able to see through his own blurry spell. It seems that only someone who has experienced hundreds of battles and suffered a lot of blood can see through his own little spell.
However, now that Bai Jun was recognized, he no longer hid.
His clear and resolute voice, with a faint echo, resounded throughout Beiguan City.
"People of Tianzhu, I am the Holy Lord, and I will defend this city with you. I am in the city. Since I am here, you can rest assured!"
The divine voice spread throughout Beiguan City, and there was no lofty god like a god who looked down upon ants. Bai Jun calmed their frightened hearts with approachable words.
Bai Jun could have said with a superior attitude: I am the Holy Lord, worshiped by all the people. You can be safe, I will protect you! …
But he is not a real god, he is Bai Jun, just Bai Jun, a white snake demon, sometimes kind-hearted, sometimes indifferent.
Bai Jun's figure flashed and appeared directly on the top of the tower in the middle of the city wall. He stood tall and tall on the corner of the roof that pointed diagonally towards the sky, looking into the distance.
All the soldiers in the city could see the figure high in the sky when they raised their heads, feeling inexplicably relieved.
In the city, the army said to be 300,000 was actually only over 200,000, and there were many wounded soldiers, with limbs and arms amputated, or even unconscious.
Those people were all infected with corpse poison and used their mortal bodies to resist the siege of evil zombies. It was hard for Bai Jun to imagine how tragic the scene would be!
He only knew that in the west of the city, corpses were being burned day and night. The corpses of Tianjun soldiers were filled with ashes in clay pots to be taken back to their hometown after the war.
Bai Jun closed his eyes and opened them again to look to the north. The terrifying aura of calamity enveloped the sky. The Seven Gu Sect was about to be destroyed.
"Hoo~"
The wind from the north blew in my face, and Bai Jun stood on the top of the city wall. His clothes were fluttering in the wind, and his words were silent in the wind and sand at the border.
Behind Bai Jun, the green mountains stand silently between heaven and earth, and in front of Bai Jun, the desert rustles with strong winds.
Countless gravels were flying in the air, blocking the sky and the sun. The autumn sun had dimmed, the sky was overcast, and there were roars and howls in the strong wind.
The wind blows up the sand, and the sand takes advantage of the power of the wind. The wind takes advantage of the power of the sand. From a distance, the huge sandstorm connecting the sky and the earth looks like a murderous intention from the heaven and the earth. All living beings are like ants in front of it.
"The big storm is coming! Hurry! The entire army is on alert!"
"Quick, four teams come forward, prepare to roll the rocks!"
"Where are the crossbows? Why are these the only ones left? Hurry up and get them from the arsenal!"
"Are there no boulders in the city? Seal the city gate quickly!"
"Quickly ask the thirty-eight soldiers on the wall to wear sand towels and cover their mouths and noses!"
…
The city was noisy, but things were going on in an orderly manner, but inevitably there was a hint of fear hidden in the eyes of all the soldiers.
It was really because they had experienced such a terrifying disaster before. In the wind and sand were terrifying monsters that could not be seen at a glance. They were not afraid of death and could not be killed, they were real monsters.
Although the Holy Lord is a legendary god, can he really stop it?
Ma Cheng was blinded by the sand in the strong wind. He quickly opened the sand towel and wiped the corners of his eyes with the cloth inside, which made him feel better. As soon as he raised his head, he saw the white figure standing at the top of the tower. His robes were flying with the strong wind, and his long hair was dancing in the wind behind him. He looked in front of him indifferently in the wind and dust.
"Can the Holy Lord really do it?" Ma Cheng was a little worried. He knew that these comrades alone would never be able to withstand the city. Those monsters are really not something humans can fight against.
The wind and sand were getting closer and closer, and Ma Cheng's heart was lifted. Suddenly, a melodious flute sound came into the dark desert, echoing in his ears, like spring water slowly flowing to cleanse his soul, making his panic My heart calmed down.
"Is this an illusion?" Ma Cheng wondered. He raised his head again and saw the figure on the tower. It was him, the old man Holy Lord, blowing the long flute in the wind.
The soldiers on the city wall, whose yellow and dry faces were blown by the wind and sand, raised their heads and looked at the figure standing on the wall in the wind and sand.
"Woo~"
The melodious flute sound spread throughout the city, and the warm and delicate wind from the south climbed along the other side of the Tongming Mountains, headed northward, and met the dry and cold wind from the north in the void.
I’ve kept everyone waiting. This chapter was originally scheduled to be updated on the 27th, but it’s already the 28th before it’s finished. So let’s count it as an update on the 28th. There will be another chapter in the afternoon and evening after dawn, please. Monthly ticket! ! !
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