Glory: The God Of War

Lin Chen's words made everyone's heart heavy.

The situation on the night of full moon is bound to be extremely dangerous. It is impossible to win with their strength alone. It is not easy to unite all the prisoners here.

And Lin Chen naturally knows this, he said in a deep voice: "anyway, we are going to have a try, and in my opinion, at the critical moment of life and death, it can just stimulate people's greater desire for survival."

"I think it may not be as difficult as we think."

This word falls, the public nodded one after another, up to now, there is no other better way.

What Lin Chen said is undoubtedly the best way.

There are still three days to go before the full moon night. In the next three days, people begin to take action.

The marchers would still come at night, but they were all safely passed, and they began to unite with the other prisoners in the prison.

Just as Lin Chen guessed, after really knowing their situation, the prisoners have completely given up their hope for the silver armour army, and decided to join Lin Chen.

This time the union is surprisingly smooth. Soon, Lin Chen and others have united all the people in the prison.

Now, just wait for the full moon to come.

Time, bit by bit advance, today is the moment of the full moon night.

The expression of all the people in the prison has been dignified to the extreme, and they have adjusted their own state to the best.

They can't help thinking about the urgency of the situation. Anyway, it's a death to wait. It's better to fight before they die.

Today's prison is obviously different from before. Old man Xu surprisingly didn't drink.

Lin Chen knows in his heart that in a few hours, once night falls, they will face the biggest challenge, life or death. It depends on that time.

In people's eyes, there has been a thick flow of murders. Everyone knows that the real crisis is coming.

Moreover, Lin Chen sensed another breath in the range of the prison.

It's not only the breath of the silver armour army, but also a kind of violent and crazy breath. I think those should be the breath of the demons we've seen before.

There is no day in the dungeon, and there is no window. They can't judge the situation of the outside world, and they can't even feel the flow of time. It seems that they have fallen into another space. There is no flow of time, and there is no light.

People can only roughly judge when it appears through Xu's activities.

Don't know how long passed, Xu old man came to Lin Chen and others in front of the cell door.

Dada dada.

Thin fingers hit the iron railings and made a clear sound, which attracted the eyes of hundreds of prisoners in the prison. Lin Chen also slowly opened his eyes and looked at old man Xu.

"It's evening now. Next, the silver armour army will take over this place. When the late night parade arrives, the silver armour army will leave. At that time, it's the time for the demons to enter here."

"It will be your last chance."

"Whether you can kill demons will directly affect whether you can really live."

"But this time you still have hope. The Lord of Shangguan didn't come with him. He should have left for something more important."

"I heard that it seems to be to complete a task assigned by the Lord of Ouyang city."

"I'm not sure about the details, but I'm sure that the outside defense force is not too strong this time. At most, it's just the commander at the top of Bajing. You still have a chance."

Lin Chen frowned and said, "why do you want to tell me this?"

Staring at the old man Xu in front of him, Lin Chen's eyes are full of doubts.

It is reasonable to say that this is also the last defensive force here. He should be on the side of Shangguan Mingdao.

When Lin Chen's doubts just fell, old man Xu said with a bitter smile, "I've been here for 50 years."

"In 50 years, hundreds of people died every month."

"After so long accumulation, this place has become a real hell on earth."

"Tens of thousands of wronged souls linger here all the time. Every night, I will suffer endless physical pain and incomparable spiritual torture.""I'm fed up with it, and I really see that the city master we once protected has already changed."

"Today, he is more like a puppet. He has already lost the qualification to be guarded by us."

"Just now I learned that my last comrade in arms had passed away, and there was no point in my staying in this world."

"In the first World War 50 years ago, we exchanged our lives for the greatest glory of our lives, but we spent 50 years of darkness to protect those glory, just to leave a so-called hero's name in people's hearts."

"If you think about it, it's not worth it."

"Now I've figured it out. I'm not going to stay here anymore."

"Tonight, I will make atonement for my own guilt for the past 50 years. I hope you can escape successfully. Remember, don't stay in qiutan city after you leave here. Follow the west gate for a hundred miles and then go north. There is an active volcano. At the bottom of the mountain, you can find an old demon clan, who was a good friend of mine. Give this letter to him, He will take you to the hiding place of all the corpses you've accumulated over the past 50 years, where you can get everything you want to know. "

"Of course, if you can survive in that situation, and you really want to know the secret of 50 years ago."

"If you don't want to know what happened 50 years ago, tell the old demon clan that he will take you to a safe place."

"This is the last thing I can do for you."

After receiving the letter from old man Xu, Lin Chen's expression is dignified.

Old man Xu is indeed guilty, but compared with Shangguan Mingdao, his guilt can be ignored.

However, it's not bad for this man to wake up at such a time. At least his soul can be redeemed.

Just the Lord of Shangguan city

Taking back his thoughts, he fixed his eyes on old man Xu's back. The old man gradually disappeared in the dark. He slowly walked to the small room where he had lived for 50 years. With all his strength wasted, he pulled out a huge box full of dust from the bed.

Open the lock above, inside, is a armor that has been eroded by blood, with a broken spear on one side.

It was the beginning of all the glory fifty years ago, but the brilliance of that moment took fifty years of darkness.

Is it really worth it?

Old man Xu asked himself.

Maybe it's worth it, maybe it's not.

But it didn't matter. After 50 years of darkness, he thought that he had polished all his blood and fighting spirit. But when he touched the armor that had been soaked with blood, he could still feel the strong fighting spirit.

There is pride in the heart.

Old man Xu's face finally showed a smile, although it was no longer as Sassou and heroic as it was 50 years ago, and even with that clumsy and slow posture, he put on his armor with great effort.

Heavy armor on his body, he could not stand up with his own strength, relying on the support of the broken spear, but his face was still full of smile.

At this moment, he seemed to come back to life.

He saw the pride of the past, saw the boundless killing in the battlefield, those same valiant young men, waving the weapons in their hands, fighting frantically.

Their eyes are filled with the firm belief and unswerving loyalty.

They are not loyal to a certain person, but loyal to the belief in their hearts. It is the belief that they want to defend their hometown and resist the invasion of foreign enemies that supports their fight.

Fight.

I love to fight.

Even if they die on the battlefield, they will not have the slightest complaint.

It will be the death of a hundred battles, and the death of a horse.

Looking at the fallen comrades in arms, there will be grief in my heart, but more of it is the kind of indomitable fighting spirit.

It's nice to be young.

Old man Xu stretched out his thin hand to catch those visions in front of him. When he was young, he also had the dream of joining the army. When he really went to the battlefield, he also had fear and panic in his heart, but more of it was the indomitable will.

When he indulged in fighting, he really felt that death on the battlefield should be his best destination.

That's the greatest respect for a soldier.Later, the war won, and the people who survived were full of glory. Old man Xu felt that he and his comrades were not wronged for their sacrifice. At that moment, he was also full of glory. He thought that the best life in the future was his wife and children's hot Kang. But who would have thought that for the glory of that moment, he lived a whole fifty years of dark life.

He witnessed the fall of the city Lord he once defended and the death of too many people.

Every night, he only dares to look at the big box where the armor is stored drunk, but he never has the courage to face the armor.

But this moment is different.

Put down all the obsession, he suddenly felt that life is not so tired.

Even this dark dungeon, it seems not so boring.

It's time he paid for his guilt.

The old soldiers in armor, holding a broken spear lying quietly on the bed, muddy eyes no longer half drunk, some just that unspeakable clarity.

Eyes gradually empty, he saw the bloody battlefield, in that moment of life and death, he did not choose to avoid.

The enemy's weapons penetrated his body, and what he held in his hand was an unbroken spear.

The sunset outside the prison, the veterans in the prison sleep forever.