Otherworld's Replicator

"It's windy..." the old man said rambling words.

Except for the screaming wind on the battlefield, everything fell silent, and the red sky on the red land also turned gray. Even the crows that were about to snatch the debris closed their mouths.Dots of light floated out from the remains of the soldiers, carried by the wind, and spun in the air.

"Go back..." Wei Tian stretched out his hand again, but it was trembling.

"No need to help, we can't walk anymore...we are tired..." Although the old people spoke in a calm tone, the deep sadness floated into everyone's hearts with the wind.

Wei Tian slowly clenched his fists, and opened his mouth several times to say something, but his throat seemed to be choked by something, and no sound came out.

"Don't be sad, this is the destiny of a soldier." The old man said slowly: "Where is the best place for us to sleep forever? Is it the luxurious coffin? Or the tomb decorated with exquisite tombstones? No...these are very important to us. It's meaningless. As soldiers, dying on the battlefield is our end..."

"Rogerson, come here..." The old man pulled out the long sword that had been broken several times after the war: "Although this is not a good sword, it has been with me all my life... it Witnessed everything about the Nine Lieyang Army, it symbolizes the glory of the Nine Lieyang Army. Now, I want to ask you, are you willing to accept the glory of the Nine Lieyang Army...?"

"I..." Rogerson was stunned, and shook his head helplessly: "I...I'm not qualified..."

"We just want to ask you, are you willing to rebuild the Lieyang Ninth Army?" The old man touched Rogerson's head: "You are not wrong, it is only the undead who are wrong..."

"I..." Rogerson still didn't give a clear answer. He clenched his fists tightly, his nails inserted into his palms, but he didn't relax at all.

"Take it, inherit the will of the old people, and persist in the belief of driving out the darkness." Wei Tian patted Rogerson on the shoulder.

"Accept, Rogerson, we believe you can do it!"

"Yes! Accept!" people around.Encouraging Rogerson.

Rogerson took over the old man's long sword with trembling hands, grasping the hilt with his right hand and the edge of the sword with his left hand.The whole sword was stained with Rogerson's blood: "I, Rogerson, hereby swear to the Ninth Army of the Sun, I will reorganize the Sun Legion at all costs, and drive away the darkness for the rest of my life, so that the sun will shine The earth! The sword is with the people, and the sword is dead and the people are dead!"

"Okay, okay. Okay." The old man nodded approvingly: "We can leave with peace of mind..."

The wind is playing in the air, like a dirge, rolling up those lost souls, leading to the gate of heaven.

"Brothers, are you waiting for me? We'll be here soon... this time, please don't leave us behind"

"Boom" thunder resounded through the earth, illuminating the entire sky.

Is that a welcome from heaven?In the bright light, you can vaguely see the hands that greeted the old man.

"I'm back." The soul of the old man left forever with the lightning.

"Tap...tap..." After the lightning passed.The red land, which has never seen any raindrops for thousands of years, unexpectedly dropped a little water from the sky at this moment...

"Shua... Shua..." The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and people just stood bitterly...

Rogerson held the long sword and shouted to the sky, his face could not tell whether it was rain or tears.No one knows what he is shouting... only know that it contains countless complex emotions...

"We will always commemorate the people who died in these red earth towns. At the same time, we will repent of our sins. For the three soldiers of the Sun Legion, we..."

The eyes of the old people have already closed quietly.Just fell asleep lightly.With a satisfied, calm, serene and happy smile, he fell asleep quietly.Maybe they will meet their former comrades-in-arms in the kingdom of heaven, maybe at that time they can finally face their comrades-in-arms proudly and tell them that they have spent their whole lives waiting for that only battlefield.

"Teacher..." Osis glanced at Wei Tian pleadingly, after Wei Tian nodded in agreement.Osis immediately stood upright with a clatter, and took off the helmet on his head.

Wow... The remaining 44 students all stood upright according to the phalanx, and took off the helmets on their heads at the same time.Tears flowed from the eyes of each of them undisguisedly, and they looked at the old man with reverence.

Wei Tian walked gently to the front of the line, looking at the three old men with sadness and respect.

After a quiet silence, the voice was no longer sonorous and forceful.Instead, he said in a low voice: "Who is our cutest person?"

Wei Tian swept over everyone lightly, pointed at the three old people, and shouted: "They are the cutest people!"

"Exactly, exactly, exactly!!!"

All the people shouted in unison, and Wei Tian continued: "Maybe someone will ask why, aren't they just the three most ordinary old people? No, that's not the case. They seem very ordinary and simple. Well, I can't see anything special about them, nor can I see that they have any rich emotions. However, I want to say that their character is so pure and noble, and their will is so tenacious and strong , their character is so simple and humble, their mind is so open-minded and broad!"

"Exactly, exactly, exactly!!"

All the people shouted again, and Wei Tian continued: "Dear friends, I think when you go to the battlefield again, three great figures will appear in your mind. They They are so respectable. They are the most lovable people, and they are also the heroes in our hearts——they are indeed our most lovable people!” Wei Tian immediately paused slightly, and suddenly shouted shouted: "Now, to our heroes, pay the highest respect!"

wow...

There was no training, but there was a uniform sound of action in the team.All the people clenched their right fists and hit their left chest fiercely.There were tears in the eyes, but with firmness and great respect.He bent down heavily, his body straightened to form a [-]-degree right angle.In this way, the incomparable respect continued...

On the crimson land, their battle was finally over.Everyone will remember three heroes.In the land of Blazing Axe and the surrounding land, there is once again a noble legend.

Not long after that, Citadel of the Blazing Ax finally repelled the orc hordes.when reinforcements arrive.What I saw was severely damaged red soil.But humans finally realized the importance of the buffer zone. If Hongtu Town hadn't been successful this time, the attack on the orcs and undead would have been a miserable victory, even if it would win in the end.

The Hongtu Banner decided to rebuild, but it was no longer a simple defense. The Human Alliance decided to rebuild the buffer zone to avoid making the same mistakes in the future.

When Hongtu Town was being rebuilt, Rogerson went to clean up the relics of the three heroes.It was a very simple house with three straw mats.A table, a record, all the letters of the Ninth Legion, and a very clean and new flag of the Ninth Legion.Just these things, nothing superfluous.

In the newly established red earth town, there are statues of three heroes.But after experiencing the guarding of Hongtu Town, everyone knew clearly in their hearts that it was too late to sing the praises of these three true heroes at this time.

Wei Tian insisted on leaving after the statue of the Three Heroes was built, so it dragged on here for more than half a month.Wei Tian finally succeeded in leading all the students to stand under the statue and tombstone made of red crystal stone unique to the red land, looking at the names of the three heroes and the name of the entire Ninth Lieyang Legion engraved on it .

With a sigh, Wei Tian still didn't say anything in the end, he slightly pulled the hood on the cloak, and turned around sadly.

"Are you leaving?" Rogerson said standing in front of Wei Tian and his party who were about to leave quietly.

"Well. I don't like this kind of atmosphere." Wei Tian shrugged his shoulders: "Inherit their will well, and one day, you will also stand on the stage of history."

"I will, the Sun Legion will last forever! The old people are not deserters!! I remember them! In order to protect the women and children of Hongtu Town, they blocked themselves from the cave door! Their backs at that time. It is my lifelong dream! I will live up to their expectations!" Rogerson shouted towards Wei Tiandi's back.

Wei Tian didn't look back, but just shook his backhand...

"Three idiots..." Wei Tian placed a bouquet of flowers in front of the old man's grave, said something simply, and rode on the Blood Nightmare King, leaving this sad place.

The tomb of the old man is on the front line of the battlefield. As the old man said, there is no gorgeous coffin, no exquisite tombstone, only three swords.planted in the ground.One of them was taken away by Rogerson.What is inserted now is the sword that Rogerson once used.

Next to the tomb, there stood a statue. The three old men looked into the distance, as if as long as the undead showed their dirty heads from the horizon, the three old men would fight for the swords in front of them and fight again...

"Teacher... Is there really no way?" The students said in a silent atmosphere.

"I'm not a god... I'm just a mortal just like you, and I have a lot of helplessness..." Wei Tian was silent for a long time, and finally answered the students' questions. Wei Tian waved: "Okay, let's go..."

"The land stained red with blood, like the wind of an elegy,

With a body like steel, for a firm belief,

The long-sleeping lion roars again,

A sharp sword of cold light, tearing through the nightmarish darkness,

A great shield of steel guards the beloved country,

………………………………”

In the wind, there are still lingering hymns written by bards for the old people...

Maybe new myths are born here, who knows?Let history judge everything...