Yuanshen, as a mortal, I cannot accompany you to the end

"mortal!!"

[Your lifespan has been reduced by three days]

The big snake opened its giant jaw again, and the monstrous souls gathered in the throat, burning into deep purple flames, all spewed out, this demonic fire engulfed everything it passed, and crushed towards Qingye Leiming.

He never had a chance to defeat the big snake again.

But Qing Ye did not intend to give up.

This may be the last battle of Qingye Leiming's life.

[Your lifespan has been reduced by two days]

Even if it will be ugly, he will struggle to the end.

His physical strength had reached its limit, Qingye struggled to get up from the ground, took the knife, lowered his figure, and dodged towards the surrounding forest. He stepped on the rime, and the next second, the ground was burned to ashes.

Kiyono approached the big snake in an arc along the forest, like a scimitar, but every blade of the scimitar was burned by the flames of the demon god, and the flames licked Qingye's footprints, like a gangrene Hot on the heels.

[Your lifespan is shortened by one day]

It hurts and I'm tired.

Consciousness is about to fade.

He has fought all his life, and he has soldiers one after another under him, Zhu Guojun, what a nice name, he can't be sorry for this name.

Imagine the days of guarding the frontier in the past, how happy it was. Young and frivolous, he rode a horse and went hunting in the deep winter forest with his soldiers and brothers. He returned when the sun was tired and the birds rested. We have fought countless glorious wars, drank a lot of wine together, and sang songs loudly.

But his brothers were getting old one by one, and the veterans of Zhu Guojun left the world one after another. The life of a mortal is so short, and slowly, he was the only one left in the once glorious Zhu Guojun.

Then he is the last pillar country!

So he can't escape, can't give up, if he is the last person to give up, the Zhu Guojun will be completely destroyed - this is the responsibility of the survivors, it is the tradition of the Zhu Guojun, the survivors bury the dead, and then continue fighting.

Qing Ye is the last person, and he also wants to end this endless war, end the fate that has entangled Dao's wife and him for 400 years.

Only in this way, after he died and lost everything that was Qing Ye Lei Ming, the newborn him would not regret it.

Qing Ye's speed slowed down, his legs had lost consciousness, the flames gradually caught up with him, and the big snake was right in front of him, but he couldn't get closer.

He likes to laugh, because he knows that if the Zhu Kingdom does not fall, the morale of the army will not disperse.

Now he is still laughing, wanton and carefree laughing.

It was a strange feeling. He was clearly facing death, but he suddenly felt that this was life.

Wasting the rest of my life on the sickbed, lingering in the new mud stove, and finally getting too old to take care of my own shit... That shouldn't be called alive, it's just not dead yet.

Orobus is very powerful, and it has not been in 400 years

Had given up, he was also an admirable warrior.

Only such a grand ending is worthy of his death. This is the real life, knowing life from death!

The flame entangled Qingye's ankle, and climbed up along the ankle, Qingye's vision became more and more blurred.

Renli once asked Qing Ye if he was satisfied in this life. At that time, he replied "how can I be satisfied?", but now he can answer:

'Yes, I am very satisfied. '

'I have fought the glorious battle, I tried to make a beautiful spring, but I failed, I fought to the end alone, I am enough.Qingye Leiming has no regrets in this life. '

Except in the end, I couldn't make a bowl of milk dumplings for her.

I have made fried tofu, but I haven't had time to make milk dumplings.

There is no more chance, he will forget them, and he will be a stranger in the future.

The life of a mortal is really helpless.

As he thought this way, he was about to be swallowed by the flames, but suddenly, the flames left.

Qing Ye saw that the big snake suddenly let out a miserable cry, and it spit out blood from its mouth, mixed with the blood left behind, there were hundreds of arrows.

"The way of life is magnificent, and the spirit of song is eternal"

"My heart is not moving, Zhu Guo Qianqiu"

Kiyono turned around in astonishment, he saw Jimin Mishima...he also saw——

Thousands of troops.

Behind him are thousands of troops.

Incomplete armor, fluttering banners, tattooed with thunder and snakes.

Those are thousands of departed souls, the heroic spirits of thousands of martyrs, those soldiers who were polluted by filth and wandered around in the world, staring at him sincerely and waiting.

At his command, as 400 years ago.

Their voices gathered together, like thunder, resounded for a long time over the sky of Bayun Island. There is no louder oath in the world than this:

"The way of life is magnificent, and the spirit of song is eternal"

"My heart is not moving, Zhu Guo Qianqiu"

There were tears in their eyes.

"The way of life is magnificent, and the spirit of song is eternal"

"My heart is not moving, Zhu Guo Qianqiu!!"

Volume 17: No.[-] Chapter Draw the Sword!

Most of the ice layer has been melted, exposing the red rock formation, and embers are still flowing in the ravines.

A lot of snow has been evaporated, diverging into thick snow gas in the air, rising and gushing out like a source, covering the still burning forest, hundreds of millions of leaves creaked and groaned General sound.

And farther away, looking down, among the misty snow and mist, warships appeared on the shore, more than one.

The huge mast, with banners hanging, roared fiercely against the cold wind.

These ships, too, were burned ships, shadows of former glory.Now they reappear at this time, the soldiers leave the wandering battlefield, ending the journey of wandering for hundreds of years-they set foot on the shore again.

Fallen creatures will turn into filth when they die, but immortal martyrs are still heroic souls after being tainted!

"You..." Qingye didn't know what to say, his lips trembled slightly, and he paused, "You don't have to come."

The wind and snow flickered.

He looked at Mishima Jimin, "Did you call me, but you can rest in peace."

Qing Ye said softly: "There is no need to suffer anymore."

"I..."

Most of this old soldier's body is about to dissipate, but he still refuses to leave. This strong belief supports his body

He gritted his teeth, his old skin showed heavy veins,

"I'm dead, but when I die, I'm still the Zhu army, and my brothers are also the Zhu army. We do it voluntarily. We want to follow the Dazhu army. We can't escape."

"Even if we are dead, we will not escape, and we will not escape even if we die."

He said in a muffled voice, this unpretentious boatman, simple and honest old soldier, can't say any profound big words, he has no culture, and he only believes in death all his life. The reason is very simple, that is:

If the Dazhu Kingdom did not leave, the Zhu Kingdom Army would not be able to leave.

The Great Pillar Kingdom wants to fight, and the Pillar Kingdom's army will fight.

You can't be a deserter, or it will embarrass the baby.

After death, people will poke the spine.

"Your Majesty the Crown Prince."

Familiar voice.

He was Kiyono's adjutant 400 years ago.

Kiyono still remembered his name, Kishibe Hakuno.

"We finally understand what it all means,"

He is covered with scars, and the armor on his body has been damaged. He is watching Qingye Leiming and the graying of his temples:

"We wandered lostly at sea for 400 years,"

With tears in his eyes, he paused, and said:

——"Just to meet you again."

"This war is not over,"

"Please lead us to continue fighting."

His adjutant pulled out the samurai sword at his waist. The cold light shone like the wind. The sword was already covered with dense copper rust, but at this time, large pieces fell off, revealing its former luster. In front of you:

"The ending of Zhu Guojun should not be a hesitant dissipation, just like a poor innocent soul, Zhu Guojun should only die on the glorious battlefield!!"

"400 years later, Kishibe Hakuno, draw your sword!!"

Mishima Jimin also pulled out his own knife, the broken hunting knife, he imitated the adjutant, and held it in front of him: "400 years later, Mishima Jimin, draw the knife!"

"400 years later, Tanaka Mori, draw your sword!!"

"400 years later, Moriyasu Ryota, draw your sword!"

...

The sound of the sword being unsheathed continued to be heard behind him, the cold light flickered, the rotten sword pierced the cold night sky, clanked, and the sound of the sword made a sound, suddenly thunder!

[-] soldiers drew their swords together!

There was light in their eyes, trembling with excitement, they stared at Zhu Guo sincerely and purely, as if they had returned to hundreds of years ago, waiting for his orders.

Kiyono lowered his head, holding the snake in his hand, feeling the tremor of the blade, and feeling the tremor of his own heart.

Trembling, trembling.

The old and cold body began to flow hot blood.

Finally, he raised his head, held up the snake cut, heavy snow fell on him, just like him 400 years ago, just like him when he was young and frivolous, he said:

"soldiers--

Charge with me! "

Like thunder echoing above the clouds.

And the soldiers responded to the thunder. They lined up, lined up, and spread out. Headed by Zhu Guomian, they rushed towards the monstrous snake, fearless of death, and followed one after another.

The banner was reflected in the night sky, the cold light pierced through the snow, and the speed was so fast that it dragged out a black thunder in the forest.

"Ah... mortals... just mortals, you wait..."

"Usurper mortal!!"

The arrow wound on the snake's throat has almost healed. Its eyes are cloudy and resentful, staring at the mortal who doesn't know what to say, who is like an ant, and was killed by it years ago.

How hateful that is, how hateful, the filth has completely infected its mind, and it has only one thought at this moment:

kill!

"If you kill me once, you will be able to kill the second time!"

After the magic flame in the mouth had been accumulated, it spewed out in one gulp, burning towards the center of the thunder light, and towards Qingye Leiming.

The soldiers in the front row raised their shields, but they were swallowed by the magic flames in an instant. The flames burned row after row of soldiers, but they were not afraid. They were like moths jumping into the fire, resolutely The ground was buried on the eve of dawn.

They were clearly dissipating, but they were not in pain. There were relieved and proud smiles on the corners of their mouths.They are clearly dead, but they seem to be reborn.

Over our dead bodies.

"Your Majesty Zhu Guo, let's move forward."

They seem to be talking.

Qingye cut according to the snake, lowered his figure, one after another wreckage passed by him, but Qingye stopped looking at them, his eyes were empty, only the big snake spewing flames.

The back row fired another arrow rain, hundreds of arrows piercing through the air, making clanking wind noises, weaving a dense arrow net in the night sky, rolling down towards the big snake.