Chronicles of Heaven

Holding an oil-paper umbrella and carrying a small package, the witch iron walked slowly in a messy refugee camp.

There are wooden sheds and grass sheds built indiscriminately everywhere, with limited materials. Many sheds are just four thin pillars supporting a broken roof, barely enough to accommodate people.

There was a little rain outside, and there was dripping water in the shed.

The streets were full of mud, and the shed was flowing.

The grass-roots officials in Shanfeng City have some ability. They built large concentrated latrines in the refugee camps. Although the refugee camps are full of muddy water, the muddy water is at least clean and there is no accumulation of unbearable dirt.

Many of the refugees who just entered the city stood blank or walked left and right.

Those refugees who have set up their sheds and have a place to stay are staring vigilantly and fiercely at these newcomers like injured beasts.

There are even some young men with big sticks sticking sticks and teaming up to stay on the edge of certain areas. Others are strictly prohibited from approaching.

There are newly arrived restless refugees who have clashed with previous refugees.

The muffled sound of sticks and bricks pounding on the body, and the low crying and hoarse cursing sounded from all sides. Occasionally the baby cries and coughs intermittently, the woman cries, and the old man's long sighs continue to come.

"This **** world ..." Wu Tie walked through a humble wooden shed. In the shed, a wooden foot more than a foot above the ground, a gray-haired old man sat on it, whispering like a nightmare. Read it.

"Let ’s just have a birthday ..."

‘Ding Ding Ding’, crisp copper bells came from the air, and hundreds of small flying boats with lengths of more than ten feet flew slowly from low altitude.

Standing on the flying boat were the officials in the Tsing Yi caps, and they hugged the huge lotus leaf packages without expression, and threw them from the air. On the ground, men, women, and children rushed to **** these lotus leaves.

Breathing soldiers stood on the flying boat, holding spears at the refugees on the ground.

"Don't grab it, don't grab it, everyone has it."

"Two young people, women, old people, and children, are one ... not many to take, not many to occupy, not to hide ... offenders, cut!"

"Everyone has it, don't grab it, don't mess with it ... looking at the young and old around you, it's easy to escape here, don't be trampled to death, that's the wrong."

A stout man just entering the city grabbed a lotus leaf bag and took out two rough bowl-sized nests from the sea bowl.

He looked at the wrinkled gray head in the hands, which was obviously mixed with a lot of bran, and angrily shouted to the sky, "This thing, is it for the animals?"

A flying boat stopped immediately, a veteran without a palm on the bow pointed at the man and sneered: "Look at you like a cow and a horse, what can you fix?"

The big man stayed blank, annoyed, "How about the late life of the pond?"

The old man laughed, took a large piece of dry meat from his chest pocket, and threw it away: "Late life of the pond? Hey, good, hey ... I want to eat spicy and spicy, I want to eat and drink Foot-wife-mother, come to the barracks. "

The remaining palm thumb pointed towards his nose, and the old man said in a deep voice: "Shan Fengcheng, willing to take out rice noodles to support your group of idlers, is already the prince of Le Yue ... want more? Come join the army and fight desperately with the cubs! "

"There is a species, come to join the army. A devil's head, worth ten thousand spirits, is a man's, a real sword and a good fight. Here with a group of old ladies and old men, are you indomitable? "

The stout man was dumb, and he opened his mouth violently, stuffed the piece of dried meat into his mouth and chewed.

The two sea bowl-sized wowou heads were hand-pushed into the arms of an old man beside him, and the thick man hissed and shouted, "Go and go, what are you afraid of? Lao Tzu is also a person who has died once ... Hey, hey, hey , The whole family is dead, Lao Tzu and Devil Zi are desperately going! "

"Brothers who hate the cub, go desperately, go desperately!"

The stout man's eyes were reddish slightly, and he ran madly towards a relatively small wooden building in the distance.

There was a flagpole in front of the wooden building, and a flag was soaked by the rain, holding it weakly in the wind.

On the banner, the three characters "Recruitment Office" were written in black ink.

There are hundreds of such small recruitment buildings in the large refugee camps.

As the flying boats flew past, the soldiers and soldiers on the flying boats roared and shouted loudly, and there were constantly new refugees entering the city trotting towards the recruiting office.

However, it is clear that the men who went to the recruiting office were all single young men.

Those who were dragged down by their families, Wu Tie noticed that there were also people moving, just looking around in the direction of the recruiting office, there were cries of women and children around, and they flickered the flicker of fire just in their eyes. The fight went dim.

Wu Tie shook his head and looked at the refugees around him secretly.

The situation of the Fufeng dynasty is extremely terrible, forcing them all to come up with a poisonous plan to bring disaster to the east, and they want to lead the army of the supreme kingdom to the military kingdom.

This is a national war.

And the enemy is not a normal person, but a group of twisted and fierce demon heads.

In the end, these refugees are likely to be sent to the battlefield. As the officials at the gate of the city said, the treatment of active participation in the army and passive enlistment may be vastly different.

Feeling the anxiety and chaos in these refugees, Witch Iron could not help showing pity.

These men, women, and children are the same people and people as his Wu people. They may be smart, or stupid, maybe enlightened, maybe hardworking, maybe lazy, maybe kind, or fierce ...

They are ordinary people.

The gray-haired old man just said that they only wanted a peaceful day.

But this world will not give them peace.

No, it's not that this world has a problem, but above this world, those so-called `` gods '' have a problem.

The human heart is generally not bad.

The bad ones are those ‘gods’!

In the distance, a blue ship shadow appeared. When the witch iron looked around in the distance, the fleet that came from the south had already arrived outside the Mountain Wind City.

In Mountain Wind City, a large group of soldiers rose into the air and greeted the fleet.

Hundreds of miles away, the witch iron still clearly heard the cheers of the soldiers. The witch iron let out a force of invasion into the ships, and found that these large transport ships were filled with heavy grain and various medicinal materials.

However, the number of supplementary soldiers was very small. A fleet of hundreds of large transport ships actually brought in only half a million soldiers.

Moreover, these soldiers were stiff and fluctuating, apparently they were all recruits just trained.

Among them, Xiu Gao is not the only one who lives in the pond, and the lowest is repaired. There are even thousands of heavy buildings in the sky.

Wu Tie's heart was astonished that the war potential of the Fufeng Dynasty was almost the same.