The body of the small green fish swayed with an indigo halo, slowly rotating, a suction force came, and Yang Gang crashed into a magnificent world.
"You have been drafted."
A strong voice sounded in my ears.
As soon as Yang Gang opened his eyes, he saw groups of armored soldiers in front of him, led by a general with his hand on the handle of a knife at his waist, his face resolute and cold. Surrounding him was a dilapidated house with half of its roof torn off. Next to him squatted a group of people in ragged clothes, who looked like beggars and people fleeing for their lives.
Everyone looks miserable, and he is one of them.
"General, please let us go!"
An old man knelt down in front of the general and kowtowed: "The young family has just returned from the desertion in Jingyang City. Both the eldest son and the youngest daughter died on the road. Now there is only one younger son left..."
"Take it away." The general looked gloomy and waved his hand to let someone drag away the thirteen or fourteen year old boy beside the old man.
"Dad~~"
"Please, General! Ah..." With a scream, the old man was kicked out.
Yang Gang looked at everything with cold eyes, as the situation of the elderly family abounds here. I judged in my heart that this should be an era of war and chaos. Years of wars had resulted in a scarcity of men, so the locals had no choice but to force conscription.
These refugees are also unlucky, having just escaped from other places...
"Every family has one child, and no one is allowed to have less. If you want to live in Linbei City, all of you must obey my instructions." You left a cold word and left with his soldiers and a group of men.
Only a bunch of helpless old, weak, sick and disabled people were left, crying and crying in the dilapidated house.
In the era of war and chaos, this separation may be the separation between heaven and man. Father, son, wife and son will never see each other again!
Yang Gang silently followed the Linbei City soldiers and showed no resistance.
He seemed to have no relatives among the refugees. He was fifteen or sixteen years old, physically weak, and had no trace of spiritual practice. Rather than struggling to escape, it is better to follow them to the military to understand the background of the times.
Then wait for an opportunity to escape from the military camp, look for the Northland Spear Demon, and look for opportunities with him to learn the unparalleled marksmanship that can defeat the Heavenly Sword.
"Bro, if you die, you may die...and then start over." Yang Gang thought silently as he followed the large army to the Linbei City military camp.
"Disband and return to their respective positions."
The general gave an order, "Xiao Wu, take these new recruits for training. In three days, let them perfect their marksmanship for me."
"Yes, Commander Zhao."
A strong soldier came out and said, "I guarantee that in three days, these little brats will be able to go into battle to kill the enemy!"
After that, he left in a hurry with everyone.
Yang Gang followed silently like a spectator.
A group of new recruits who haven't even grown their hair yet are actually asked to go into battle and kill the enemy in three days. Who put so much pressure on them?
Linbei City, Linbei...the giant god clan from the Northern Cold Heaven Territory?
His eyes fell on the thirteen- or fourteen-year-old boy just now. Could he...be the future Northland Gun Demon?
According to the fate of Changhe, there is a high probability that he will appear near the Northland Gun Demon due to the involvement of cause and effect. The opponent may be around at this time, at least within the scope of Linbei City.
Three days passed quickly.
Yang Gang inquired clearly about the current situation. Five years ago, Song Youque killed Chu Tianlang, the giant of the Northland, the older generation master of Yuanshen. The Titan clan rose rapidly, but before they had time to conquer, they were surrounded and suppressed by many forces because they touched the interests of the cities in the North.
Song Youque spent three years recuperating from his injuries. When he was born, he held the supreme sword of the giant gods and killed twelve cities in a row.
For a time, all the cities in the north were shocked.
The interesting point is that according to Yang Gang's knowledge, in many cities in the Northern Cold Territory, the people in power have more or less inherited some unique bloodlines. They have been fighting each other for years, trying to annex each other.
After defeating twelve cities in a row and beheading thirty-five Yuanshen Grandmasters, Song Youque was awarded the title of "Heavenly Sword". The giant god clan annexed the twelve cities, grew rapidly, and then moved south to attack the city and seize territory.
Linbei City is located on the edge of the Northland, but now it is isolated and surrounded by enemies.
"kill!"
"Destroy this city and take away the beauties and wealth!"
"My sons, here's your chance to make a difference! Come with me and charge!"
Under the city wall, there were huge crowds of people, and their fanatical roars made people feel terrified.
Giant-like figures stared at each other on the battlefield. Facing these terrifying giants, the soldiers of Linbei City were almost massacred one-sidedly.
At this time, Yang Gang was standing at the top of the city, next to Commander Zhao. He could feel that the other party's body seemed to be shaking, and he tightly held the spear in his hand. I don’t know if it’s anger or fear…
If the fighting continues without change, it will only be a matter of time before the city is destroyed and people die.
It is said that some dignitaries in the city have secretly transferred their assets and relatives to other countries.
"Dead end."
Yang Gang silently thought that as a soldier of Linbei City, he would be safer only if he stayed with the Linbei City army commander. The heads of soldiers who want to escape from battle these days have long been hanging in front of the city gate.
'boom! '
A loud noise.
Debris flew from the city wall, causing pain on people's faces.
Yang Gang saw a figure about three meters tall rushing towards him from the air. With a tall body of more than three meters, a domineering long knife wider than a door, and fierce murderous intent coming towards you, it is almost impossible to resist.
Facing the great pressure of death.
Yang Gang almost instinctively imagined the image of the sun burning the sky.
"Zhao Tianqu, take your life!"
Bang!
A figure jumped up, brandishing a spear in the air, and collided with the fierce general of the giant god clan.
There were roars in the sky, making people almost unsteady.
This was the first time Yang Gang saw a strong man fighting in the Zhen Gang realm. His eyes widened and he couldn't bear to move away.
The two sides fought in the air for a while, with the light of swords and shadows of guns intertwining.
"Come die!"
There was a loud bang.
Zhao Tianqu turned over and landed on the ground, stepping back several steps. Another tall figure also landed on the city wall, laughing "haha". With a wave of the long knife as big as the door leaf, a piece of broken limbs flew up.
The Linbei City soldiers who surrounded him were harvested as easily as grass in front of him.
"General?"
"father!"
Suddenly, several people gathered around Zhao Tianqu, supporting him with worried expressions.
"Nothing, cough~"
Zhao Tianqu waved his hand and pushed away the people around him, but he couldn't help coughing out a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth.
He stared at the long sword in the hand of the giant warrior general and said word by word: "Special skill, heavenly sword."
"I have only learned a little bit about the Heavenly Sword, but it is enough to deal with you! Zhao Tianqu, suffer death!" With a fierce roar, the giant siege general rushed up again holding a giant blade.
"A trace of fur?" A trace of unwillingness flashed in Zhao Tianqu's eyes.
Wherever the giant god passed by, swords burst out, limbs flew around, causing a bloody storm.
"Be careful!" Yang Gang's eyes turned red. A bloody head happened to fall into his arms, and his face was smeared with hot blood. It was the young boy he suspected of being the 'Northland Gun Demon' three days ago.
Yang Gang felt a little regretful.
If I had known that Zhao Tianqu would become the primary target, I would not have stayed by his side.
He really didn't expect how powerful the Titans were. Their huge physique was as invincible as a bulldozer when attacking a city.
Zhao Tianqu once again faced off against the powerful generals of the Giant God Clan.
The two sides attacked wildly, the shadow of the spear was like a glow, like a silver dragon entering the sea, and the sword light was brilliant, like a celestial river falling straight to the earth. The violent wind destroyed the city wall in pieces. Amidst the flying sand and rocks, no one dared to approach the area where the two men fought.
There was a bang.
Zhao Tianqu used his spear to stand on the ground and drew more than ten meters backwards. He held the barrel of the gun tightly...his palms seemed to be trembling. After repeated attacks, Zhao Tianqu could no longer withstand the huge power of the giant warrior generals.
This was the first time that Yang Gang had seen the unique skill of the Heavenly Sword. It was domineering and magnificent, and as powerful as the might of Heaven. That gorgeous horse is like a long river of stars, making people want to sink their minds into it and understand the secret of the heavenly sword.
"Hahaha, Zhao Tianqu, you lost."
The ferocious general of the Giant God Clan was unruly and proud: "Today, Mr. Song will kill your whole city in Linbei!"
