Records of Beating Workers Forced to Save the World

Chapter 253 Frontier Battlefield ([-])

"Quick! Block the general!"

Immediately, a well-trained team ran out of the coalition army, set up their shields to block a line of defense in front of the general, and firmly protected the general of the coalition army behind him.

"Pull the bow!"

Following the order of the general of the coalition army, the archers of the coalition army aimed at the Heng country army.

"put!"

Countless arrows shuttled through the air, briefly intersecting with the arrows of the Heng army in mid-air, but the invisible wall seemed to be prejudiced against the coalition forces, the arrows of the Heng army could pass through the invisible wall, But the arrows of the coalition forces fell to the ground in mid-air.

At this time, even the chief general of the coalition army was a little panicked. He raised his head and looked into the air. At this time, the raindrops began to fall from the sky quickly, accompanied by the lightning that kept slashing down, which seemed to reflect the opposite Jia Meng like a forest Luo evil ghost, people can't help but feel terrified.

All the soldiers couldn't help but gasped. The lieutenants beside the general looked up at the general. This battle took a turn for the worse. Judging from the current situation, it might be impossible to take down Langcheng.

What the hell is... what happened...

"……withdraw!"

The chief general frowned and looked at Jia Meng who was directly opposite. Jia Meng's eyes were red and he was extremely excited, as if he was not far from madness.

The lord gave an order and quickly turned his horse's head. At this moment, the soldiers standing in front of him also began to retreat like a tide, fearing that if they took one step at night, they would die under the arrows of Heng soldiers.

No one expected that this battle would come to an end in such a dramatic way, and finally ended with Heng Nation successfully defending Lang City.

Jia Meng and Cheng Wu did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but stumbled off their horses and ran towards the place where Jia Chun fell off.

Xie Qing seemed to feel something at this moment, and followed closely behind Jia Meng.

She didn't even know what kind of expression to put on her face, and there was only a blank at this moment. It was a kind of self-protection after a person was greatly impacted. She had already done it as early as Jia Chun's first day on the battlefield. Well, she may leave her plan at any time, but when this day really comes, it is still difficult to accept it in her heart.

Xie Qing even ran with hope in mind, hoping that Jia Chun would still be breathing when she arrived.

But when Jia Chun's bloodless face appeared in front of her in a very impactful way, Xie Qing's heart suddenly clenched.

That gray face was covered with mud and sand, and she just lay quietly on the ground with her eyes slightly open.

Her daughter has always been fresh and full of energy, and there is always a bright smile on her face that was burnt black by the sun. It seems that the sun in the sky is not as dazzling as her smile. Xie Qing has never seen Jia Chun's face was so lifeless, with a kind of unacceptable depression, it seemed that this depression was getting worse every minute and every second.

It was an indescribable feeling, as if a certain part of the body died with Jia Chun, it seemed that what was standing here was only Xie Qing's body, but his soul had already died with Jia Chun.

Xie Qing followed her husband on the battlefield for more than 20 years. It can be said that he is used to seeing death, but it seems that there has never been a death as unforgettable as this one.

She clutched her heart tightly, bracing herself not to fall, and walked slowly to her daughter's body, wanting to see her for the last time.

Jia Meng almost scrambled to the side of Jia Chun's corpse. This veteran who had galloped in the battlefield for more than 20 years seemed to be ten years old at this moment. Falling down next to Jia Chun, the heart-wrenching feeling almost tore Jia Meng's heart apart. He half-kneeled beside Jia Chun, unable to regain his senses for a long time.

Xie Qing tried to get her husband involved, but failed after several attempts. Instead, she staggered and knelt down beside Jia Chun.

Chengwu's tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes, blurring his vision and almost soaking his front. Through his blurred vision, he groped towards Jia Chun's already cold body, his hands trembling. Picking up Jia Chun: "...Father, mother, it's time for us to go back."

It was only now that Jia Meng came back to his senses. He realized his wife's anomaly at this moment. He quickly stood up by himself, and then pulled Xie Qing up from the ground.

He seemed to want to take another look at Jia Chun's body, but he didn't dare to look at Jia Chun's lifeless face, nor could he accept Jia Chun's pale appearance.

Cheng Wu just walked forward with Jia Chun in his arms, looking down at Jia Chun's face that seemed to be corrupting rapidly from time to time, always harboring unrealistic hopes in his heart, hoping that Jia Chun just passed out, hoping that Jia Chun in his arms would just pass out. Chun can open his eyes again, can look at him again, even if it's just a look, even if it's just to let them say goodbye.

"Clean up the battlefield!"

Cheng Wu staggered and took Jia Chun back to his residence in Lang City, while Jia Meng and Xie Qing stayed on the battlefield outside Lang City, commanding the remaining soldiers to clean up the mess on the battlefield.

In the Battle of Lang City, the Heng country suffered heavy casualties. It was clearly a surprise attack, but nearly 4 people were killed on the battlefield. The situation of the coalition forces of the two countries was much better, but nearly 2 people died.

These corpses must be cleaned up within two days. The weather is still hot today, and the corpses will quickly rot outside Langcheng. If they are not disposed of as soon as possible, Langcheng, which survived the training of the coalition forces, will soon be wiped out in the plague. , self-defeating.

The surviving soldiers dragged their exhausted bodies to work continuously on the battlefield outside Lang City. Naturally, such a large number of corpses could not be destroyed by burial, so they could only be dragged to one place and burned on the spot.

The fire outside Lang City burned for three days and three nights. After the fire burned for three days, the scorching smell of burning fat enveloped Lang City for three days. trembling.

With the end of the battle, Xu Hui walked out from the depths of the woods with the monks of Fumozong. He stood in the woods outside Langcheng, silently watching the flames soaring into the sky. The monks of Fumozong sat silently. In place, waiting for the fire to go out.

At this time, in the eyes of the monks, the outside of Lang City did not return to calm, but densely packed with countless confused souls, most of them still maintained their previous state, charging towards the enemy, and their spears met in the air , There was a sound of metal crashing.

Among them, a woman in armor rode a war horse, raised a spear in her hand, and led a group of soldiers behind her to charge the enemy again and again outside Lang City. Even if she died, she still used her invisible body With his back to Langcheng, he used his own life to protect thousands of people behind him.

Xu Hui saw the figure of his old friend on the horse at a glance,

The old friend of the past would like to meet again after many years.

I never thought that I would be a few steps away from my old friend but never see each other again.

　This battlefield is getting heavier and heavier...

　　I've been really stuck recently... I don't know why I'm so stuck, I don't know how to write...

　　Dear readers, private Marseilles!
　　small theater:
　　Ji Mingzhao: Cough cough...the topic is heavy recently, let me liven up the atmosphere!
　　Xu Guangbai: That’s right, we are not allowed to appear on the stage, and the active atmosphere calls us on.

　　Ji Mingzhao: ... What do you know about children's families ... It's not easy to work as a worker to earn some money ... Be careful if the author changes you and let someone else be the hero.

　　Xu Guangbai: ...Let's talk about how to be active...

　　Ji Mingzhao: ...how about...you sing a song?
　　Xu Guangbai: ………………Why don’t you change me…

　　
　
(End of this chapter)