Chapter 150

Listen to the soldiers.

The whole courtyard became quiet, different from the previous atmosphere.

Yan Wu narrowed his eyes.

What should come will come after all.

There are only five days left from the vigil. The flying fairy God Dynasty can only do it in these two days, and now the news has confirmed this idea!

Tu Sinan's body trembled and his eyes became deep.

Ben's playful face converged.

He took a deep breath. "Is it coming at last?"

Its voice is deep and low, like gold and stone landing.

"Yan Wu you..." Tu Sinan looked at Yan Wu.

He opened his mouth to speak and was immediately interrupted by Yan Wu.

"If you want to say that this war is none of my business, I can go, then you'd better stop."

Tu Sinan smiled bitterly.

What he wanted was answered by Yan Wu, and even the answer was said.

"The battlefield is very suitable for me." Yan Wu grinned.

Tu Sinan was silent.

He recognized the truth of the sentence.

"Thank you."

Tu Sinan didn't say much. He could only say thank you.

To Yan Wu, the other Xuan could only say these two words. He couldn't give other thanks, and he didn't know what to thank.

"It's almost night. Let's have a barbecue on the wall?" Yan Wu suggested.

Tu Sinan was slightly stunned.

The city wall is the most dangerous position of tianxianguan, because it faces the flying immortal Dynasty.

It will turn into hell at any time to meet evil ghosts and nightmares.

"The literati in the world of mortals don't often 'climb high and look at the moon', which is not unreasonable. They have a wide field of vision from a high place and watch the moonlight the most beautiful. Tonight is a full moon night."

Yan Wu shrugged and joked.

"Ann agrees!"

"Ranran agrees!"

Two little guys clapped their hands and agreed.

Tu Sinan looked at the sky.

Full moon night?

At the border, he was so tense that he subconsciously didn't remember these days. When he heard Yan Wu say so, he was stunned.

"Tonight, the moon is full and the stars are all over the sky. It's a good day to enjoy the moon."

Fang Xuan looked at cangyu road.

The voice is light and gentle, the conversation is elegant, the white face has a smile, and the smile is leisurely.

Tu Sinan smiled bitterly when he saw that these two people were not at the border and were in the mood to enjoy the moon.

He took a few deep breaths and took a heavy breath.

Look at Yan Wu and Fang Xuan.

The former has a playful look on his face and looks like the son of a romantic family in the turbid world. He is unruly. The latter is indifferent and elegant. He is as rich as jade. He should be a stranger as jade. The childe is unparalleled in the world.

Neither of them looks like people at the border, let alone people who want to fight.

"OK." Tu Sinan nodded, and smiled brightly. "Today, I will go to the high place to roast meat and drink."

He said.

He called Xia you and took Fang An'an and them to the city wall.

Tonight.

They drink in hell.

……

At noon tomorrow, the flying immortal Dynasty will attack. The madness before the vigil is coming, and a terrible storm is coming.

The soldiers in the pass were silent.

The moment I heard the news.

They have fear, fear and panic in their hearts, and their fear will stop the flow of blood.

However, these come and go faster. They become excited, excited, the blood accelerates, and the soul roars.

Want to fight, want to fight!

Tomorrow, they will let the flying immortal god throw away his armor, make the enemy cold, and dye the ground red with the enemy's blood, so as to declare that everyone in the world should not be bullied by Daqin!

Tianxianguan has moved the border pass.

All the people in the pass have made moves. They count the materials again and again, count the pills and drugs on everyone again and again, and check the weapons.

New soldiers, they were summoned.

They gathered together.

Li Ding stands among them. He is the one who joined today. He has received his own Daqin red scarf, a symbol to distinguish Daqin from the enemy.

He was wearing armor, which was not new. It was taken off after the death of the former soldiers of the Qin Dynasty.

Some faint sword marks can be seen on it.

This is the reason why Daqin returned to the furnace. It's not that they don't want to use new ones, but they can't use new ones. Every year, the Daqin Dynasty will fight, and each consumption is huge, not to mention this war. This is a long war. If it stops one day, it represents the collapse of a brilliant country.

"Now you have a piece of paper and a pen in your hand. Use them to write your last words."

There is a tall platform at the front. On the platform, a thin soldier shouted. His thin appearance is not caused by hunger, but by constantly refining himself and his own skills.

Today he shouted this sentence again.

He has said this sentence several times. Every time a recruit joins, he will say this sentence.

To join the Daqin border army, your head is pinned on your pants and belt. You can't live or die.

Li Ding looked at the paper and pen in his hand.

You can still hear the soldiers on the stage talking.

"If you write too much and there is not enough paper, you can say... If you can't read and don't know how to write, you can also say..."

Thin soldiers are talking.

At this time, Li Ding didn't listen much. He began to write a suicide note.

Unlike the previous recruits, their group may soon be able to use the suicide note. However, Li Ding was not afraid. He was very stable and carefully wrote the suicide note.

"Father, mother, the child has..."

It said his hands were shaking.

He was afraid, not of death, but that he would never see his father and mother again. He was afraid that they would be sad when they saw this paper.

For a moment, he was a little confused.

He is not alone. Many people are like this. Li Ding is already very good. He doesn't cry and doesn't raise the idea of escape. Many people come to the border just full of blood. In the end, they are really dying and will shrink back. Not everyone can be firm and forge ahead.

"Li Ding, you can't go."

At this time, a voice sounded around Li Ding.

It's a steady voice.

It was Liu Bu who was talking. He had finished handing over with others. The gate was closed and he was free, so he came here to see his friend's son.

Li Ding suddenly looked up.

Liu Bu patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "you are a recruit. You have the right not to go to the battlefield immediately. It's no shame. You have to adapt. In fact, the number of people is enough. Two million people, one more and one less. Your group of people come at the wrong time."

He didn't say this because Li Ding was a good friend. It's the right of recruits.

Liu Bu doesn't want Li Ding to go to the battlefield like this. It's too early. There have been similar battles. The number is not enough and the enemy is closed. As a result, the recruits come to the battlefield. Many people died in that battle, and one of the 50 recruits left behind. What's the mortality rate?

Li Ding looked at Liu bu.

Liu bu also looked, and he was ready to speak again.

"Uncle Liu, I want to participate." Li Ding said, not because uncle Liu's advice aroused his rebellious psychology, but because he simply wanted to participate.

He lost his head when he came here.

When he came, he said goodbye to his father and mother. The kind of life and death parting made them forget that they had a child named Li Ding

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