Chapter 644: Phantom of the Battlefield 9

The mountain pass disappeared forever in this world. No one knew where they went, no one knew what kind of life they lived, and no one had seen them again.

There are too many pitiful people in this world, and he can't save them all, so he can only find a helping hand when he sees it, so he can rest assured and have a clear conscience.

After walking along the way, some people who were struggling dyingly could be seen on both sides of the official road, and some broken bodies that were bitten by wild beasts. The war had just begun, but the result had already made the mortals shudder.

If the standing continues, people will eventually live in poverty and starve all over the world.

As he approached the frontier, an abnormal emotion filled the whole world. Yang Chen frowned. Why did this emotion grow so quickly?

There is a small town ahead, but at this time, the town is full of broken eaves and walls. Some destroyed houses are gradually turning into coke in the fire. When they can be seen everywhere, they are covered in blood and corpses that have not been buried.

There are ordinary people and soldiers, but there are very few living things.

Yang Chen is like a lonely traveler, shuttled through this broken and strange environment, feeling this deadly anger.

"Um?"

Octavian's perception made him realize that there were still living things in this place, but when his spiritual sense saw the situation in the crack in a ruin, Yang Chen clenched his fists, his joints clattered, and murderous intent filled him, but in the end he could only turn into a long sigh.

Without seeing any movements from him, the gravel and rubble around him floated up in a slight vibration. Then, the ruins slowly hang up. The suspended fragments were pulled and dropped several meters apart by a force, and a dark and narrow entrance was revealed under the ruins.

A thick stone slab was covered with the entrance. Yang Chen waved his hand gently and the stone slab flew out of the ground.

When Yang Chen approached this narrow cellar, he couldn't tell what he felt.

Two faint auras are in the dark, like candlelight in the strong wind, disappearing at any time.

In the dark and wet cellar, two figures were lying on the verge of death, but at this time, it was still possible to see that the child about four years old who was almost unconscious was crawling on his mother's body, and his lips were licking an irregular wound on his mother's wrist to absorb blood to maintain his life. The mother was holding a slightly sharp stone in her other hand.

I understand that this is a wound left by myself to keep the child alive.

He took out a little medicine powder and put it in clean water, and fed it to them. After a while, the weak peasant woman woke up slowly and fainted again when she saw a blurry face.

Walking out of this cellar, the cloudy sky began to drizzle. Yang Chen let the raindrops hit him, extinguishing the nameless fire in his heart.

"After all, I'm too weak to change anything!"

In this world, there were indeed measures to protect the weak, but I don’t know when it was forgotten. At this time, Yang Chen wanted to have the ability to do something, but unfortunately, he didn’t have that ability.

The war is still going on and it won't end so easily, and Yang Chen doesn't intend to stop there.

In a corner of this battlefield, a monk wrapped in a cloak stumbled forward, unsteady, covering his chest tightly with one hand and moving forward with a long sword in the other hand as a crutch.

The places he chose were sparsely populated places, and he was trying his best to hide his whereabouts.

"This cultivator lost his position as a general, but in the end, Changshengquan is also fake. Now he is seriously injured and wants by the empire. For this hatred, I can only find Canglan and I can only find the Immortal Seal, and wait and see!"

Jia Tongchun thought he could steal the Spring of Changsheng secretly, but in the end, the Spring of Changsheng was not in the sand dunes at all. When he was fighting for clues, he was seriously injured and almost killed by the Canglan Royal Family. Although his identity was not revealed, he did not escape but was defeated by the Immortal Seal Empire because he had no leader in the army.

This means that he will be held accountable when he returns, and his fate will definitely be miserable.

He is a wise man, and in the future, he may be afraid of life, so he feels resentment in his heart for no reason.

"Your Highness, when will we attack!"

Looking at the sky, Wu Hanbing looked at the blue sky from afar.

“Just tonight!”

...

"General, the sixth prince attacks Chunyu Pass tonight!"

In Houqi's big tent, a spy came to report. Houqi looked at the map built by the inspiration in the military tent. A hint of praise appeared on his face.

"It's a talent, a pity..."

I don't know what he was feeling, but when he saw the general fall into deep thought, the others did not disturb him. After a while, he came to his senses, looked at the map, and pointed to a marked city road;

"Since that's the case, just pull out the city before Canglan can react!"

When several deputy generals saw it, some were shocked. They could not have imagined that the general had such a big appetite, but some immediately objected;

"General, here is too deep into the enemy's backbone. Even if you capture the city, you can't defend it?"

Hou Qi looked out of the account, as if confident.

"I should be more than the only one who thinks this way!"

It is only the forefront here, but this war has begun. I believe that there are still people in the Immortal Seal Empire who want to do this. He is betting, to be precise, is a grasp of the war.

A ray of light appeared out of thin air from the air in front of Hou Qi. With a wave of Hou Qi's hand, a tiny golden sword was already clamped at the fingertips.

Then Hou Qi laughed a few times.
Chapter completed!