Chapter 506

In the secret room, Lu Chen sat on the ground cross legged, holding a piece of red crystal in his hand.

Light red energy surrounds the whole body and moves up and down.

What he held in his hand was a secret treasure from the valley of the dragon, named the heart of the red dragon.

For the dragon family, this thing is a gem that contains strong fire energy but can't be absorbed, because they don't have the saying that the dragon family can cultivate, as long as they grow up.

The nameless fighting spirit developed by the parents of Duke Godzilla has a certain special red dragon and is a cultivable skill.

As Lu Chen expected, this epic energy stone prop with full score is of great help to his fighting spirit cultivation.

He has been to many places on the continent of aika, among which the "aura" of aihir forest is the most abundant, but it is far less efficient than his cultivation with the heart of the red dragon at this time.

After he returned to the Great Wall with painted pear clothes, he practiced in the secret room in the following days, except for the family law treatment after painted pear clothes hit himself in the face on the first night.

Gulantin was responsible for the daily training of the Great Wall. When the war came, he was informed to leave the Customs by painting pear clothes.

One month later, his fighting spirit improved by leaps and bounds, and his cultivation reached level 5. Now the attributes of naked clothes without title are as follows.

Physical fitness: 75 points

Strength: 75 points

Agility: 75 points

Spirit: 70 points

The charm is not mentioned. Lu Chen has a little residual thoughts about his charm lower than that of the abyss Lord.

It was the breakthrough of painted pear clothes that surprised him, and he felt that painted pear clothes seemed to have better skin than before. No superior silk and satin could be compared. Only he understood.

To his surprise, he doesn't use blood now. He can't fight with painted pear clothes

Painted pear clothes have been very complacent recently, and finally experienced the pleasure of pressing Godzilla in a small duel. The feeling above is good.

Lu Chen pushes open the door. The food painted with pear clothes has been prepared outside. Although he is never picky about food, he has to say that the food painted with pear clothes is the best.

After more than a month, the Keya Empire has calmed down, the recruitment and training around the country are proceeding in an orderly manner, and this difficult winter will be over.

All the people in the North sang praises to the new king, and every household was well fed and well-dressed.

After the disaster, Lu Chen issued a decree, allowing civilians to be assigned to their own fields to grow land at ease, and the people in the North do not need to pay taxes and recuperate in the first year.

He and painted pear clothes "micro clothes private visit" twice. The happiness index of the people is indeed rising, but it is not without depression.

Because everyone knows that there are only a million garrisons on the Great Wall today. When they are scattered to a wide range, there will be few people. If the abyss invades again, even the invincible hero king may not be able to defend it.

Painted pear clothes, hands holding fragrant cheeks, he did not move chopsticks, 3000 green silk scattered at will, beautiful eyes looked at the man who drank and ate too much across the table, with a soft smile on the corners of his mouth.

They are travelers from different worlds, on and off, but they have rare peace.

She likes adventure, but she doesn't like fighting so much. She'll be happy as long as she looks at the people across the street having a good meal.

“Godzilla。”

Painted pear clothes whispered.

"Huh?"

Lu Chen stopped with a kind of beef in his mouth.

"Nothing?"

Painted pear clothes with a smile in the corners of their eyes, "just want to call your name."

Lu Chen chewed twice, swallowed his mouth and said with a smile, "do you want to go out again today?"

"Will they have an opinion?"

Hua Liyi hesitated. After all, the commander of the great wall can't always sneak out.

"It doesn't matter. I only spend half a day in Linbei city."

Lu chendao, Linbei City, is very close to the Great Wall. If there is a situation, he can turn back at any time.

It was such a quiet day. After he closed the door, he occasionally walked around the Great Wall with painted pear clothes to see the mountains, water, people and things.

When he doesn't practice fighting spirit in isolation, he will practice knives in the barracks, instruct some generals' combat skills, and understand the combat status of each Corps in detail.

These days, Lu Chen also understood the principle of military array skills, that is, through a lot of training and tacit understanding, he gave full play to his fighting spirit.

This ability is very strong, especially in large-scale wars. The collective outbreak of fighting spirit, like the amazing sword he once saw, has the ability to sweep thousands of troops and can kill the enemy on a large scale.

But there are also some disadvantages, that is, the lethality is insufficient in a local range.

Not sharp enough, not tough enough, not fast enough, that is to say, it is impossible to hurt the strong above the boundary by relying on the joint attack of the army.

He originally wanted to rely on the army to plan a counter offensive against the abyss and obtain the boundary source stone, but it seemed unrealistic at this time.

This part of the Great Wall is difficult for the army to resist the next wave of attack in the abyss, let alone go in.

Some things can only rely on themselves to break through that boundary.

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The blood moon hung high in the north of the Great Wall, and the big sun rose in the south, like hope and despair competing against each other.

At the beginning of the new year, the army of the Great Wall has not had time to complete, but the army of the abyss... Has come.

The northernmost part of the Great Wall, lishangguan, is guarded by Lu Chen with 300000 troops and dawn sword.

The abyss army is vast and boundless. On the red land, there seems to be an endless stream of abyss creatures pouring out from the end.

After all, what should come is still coming. This time, the abyss attacks one point, which is dozens of times the force gap.

Lu Chen reviewed the army and stood high. His black cloak was rustling with the wind. "Are you afraid of death?"

The soldiers of each Legion looked solemn and did not squint.

Lu Chen pointed to the south, "look at this land, which has just been ravaged by the abyss."

His voice was low enough for the whole army to hear: "do you want to do it again?"

"It's a shame, don't want to!"

A ten thousand horse with a red face took the lead in opening his mouth.

"No!"

"No!"

More and more soldiers roared.

Lu Chen turned around, and the regicide appeared in his hand, pointing to the north, "then... A dead battle."

He jumped down from the top of the city and stood in front of the city gate, looking at the abyss army pouring in like a tide.

The gate of the city opened, and behind him was 30000 dawn swords. The soldiers at the head of the city also began to install city guarding crossbows.

The dark clouds in the north were blown away by the wind. In the light of the sky, they stood at the head of the city in white. They had a peerless demeanor, holding drumsticks and blowing war drums with the sound of horns!

Gulantin will never forget that day. When the abyss came again, the new king ushered in the first war.

The hero king under the city commanded 30000 dawn breaking swords and took the lead in the charge. At that time, the nameless queen in the city, dressed in white and plain, came to the world and played drums in person.

On February 15, 16031, the hero Wang Yujia fought against the abyss at the great wall leaving Shangguan, killing one of the abyss overlords and defending the Great Wall.

On the battlefield where the smoke of gunpowder receded, Lu Chen sat on a raised stone and looked at the blood moon in the northern sky, a little silent.

"Marshal, the statistics come out."

Gulantin's whole body is stained with blood and his station is unstable. Come to Lu Chen's side to report.

"How?"

Lu Chen spoke faintly.

"The garrison of lishangguan killed 200000 people, seriously injured and disabled 80000 people, and... Marquis Quinn, the head of the winter army, died in the war."

Gulantin said later and paused.

The noble Marquis, after all, kept their family style and fought to the last minute. The winter Legion went up and down, because the last time he went out of the city to help the city garrison relieve the pressure, he almost died.

"I see. Do as I said before."

Lu Chen waved his hand wearily.

It was his order to Quinn, which was an almost fatal task, but the Marquis, who grew up spoiled as a child, took 100000 brothers of the winter Legion without frowning, and less than 3000 came back.

The manpower is sometimes poor, and the moon wolf clan is not infinite physical strength. He also kills to the limit with regicide, which is difficult to return to the sky.

The second ring of his talent awakening task was completed, and the Great Wall was guarded, but he felt no joy.

He felt the soft warmth behind his head, and the painted pear coat hugged him from behind.

Lu Chen looked at the body of a man who was beheaded on the ground not far away. "I still remember him, chers, 20, who lives in huboer village in the north. He is an excellent scout. He always blushes and is very nervous when talking to me."

Painted pear clothes holding Lu Chen, very quiet, but lips gently tight.

"At that time, based on the idea of understanding the people in the north, I talked to him. I asked him if you were so young and just joined the army? He said he was originally a hunter. Before the abyss creatures poured into the north, the family was basically dead. Later, he fled to Bulun city and was taken in by Quinn, so he signed up for the army and joined the winter Corps."

"I said war is very dangerous. Are there still people in your family? You're young and have no military experience. Aren't you afraid of death? He said he was afraid of abyss creatures, but his wife told him to take care of his youngest son before he died. He took his son and hid in the mountains. His wife was torn and eaten by abyss creatures."

"He took his son to hide and managed to escape to Bulun city. At that time, other cities did not allow refugees to enter. It was Marquis Quinn who gave him a way to live. He felt that he still had some strength. If he wanted to help protect Bulun City, he was to protect his son."

"I asked him if he had thought of going back to get the land and living a good life with his son since the northern border had been recovered. He just shook his head and smiled and said that the smelly boy at home could walk and talk. The neighbors in the street were very good. He didn't worry. He would follow me to guard the Great Wall. He didn't want that to happen again."

"I asked him if he was afraid of abyssal creatures. He had some strong support. I could see that he was still afraid, but finally he straightened his back and said he was not afraid. If I asked him, you were not afraid of death?"

"His waist is more straight. He said he is not afraid of death. He died for mankind, for the Empire and to protect his son. He felt very honored to become a soldier of the Great Wall. Finally, he hesitated to say that the military welfare is very good. Even if he dies, his son will be supported and grow up. Now there is no famine in the north. He felt that as long as the abyss no longer comes in, his son can live happily all his life ……”

When Lu Chen said this, he paused and looked at the body not far away, "but when I left the city for the last time, I saw him in the rest of the battle, just as he is now fixed on his face. Before he died, he was very frightened."

He put the regicide beside him, and his voice was flat. "No one... Is not afraid of death."

The warm liquid fell on Lu Chen's forehead. Lu Chen turned and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Holding each other's hand through the battlefield and seeing those familiar faces.

Some are young, some are old, some have no one at home, and some are waiting for them to go back.

All good men, all... Dead.

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Three days later, fifteen miles south from Shangguan, a dense forest of Steles was set up on the moon watching slope.

Holding a bowl of wine in his hand, Lu Chen sprinkled it on the ground and turned to look at the garrison at lishangguan. "There are millions of tombstones here. Some have names and some are empty."

The soldiers below looked solemn, with a touch of sadness in their eyes.

"The rules are the rules. Each of the three ethnic groups has kept them for 500 years. If the ancestors keep them, we... Can't keep them? The war is like this, and the death is like this. Those who want to leave a last word can come here to engrave."

Lu Chen said, turning around and killing the King appeared on his hand, and engraved his name on the tombstone in the center of the front row.

Godzilla. Howard, life, nothing.

Just like those soldiers who died in this war and had time to leave their last words in the future.

As the Legion leaders began to line up, more and more soldiers joined them and engraved their names and last words on the moon watching slope.

On this day, the inscription on wangyuepo was filled in half.

A few days later, the garrison of several other checkpoints came here in turn, back and forth, and the forest of Steles on the moon watching slope... Each has words!

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In early spring, all things grow, and the garrison of the Great Wall finally begins to be supplemented. Veterans and recruits train tirelessly every day.

In addition to cultivating nameless fighting Qi, Lu Chen walked and stopped north of the Great Wall to understand the sabre technique.

Recently, he felt that he had another insight into the use of the knife. It seemed that he was not confined to form.

The sword is the weapon of killing, and the method is the method of killing. It comes from skill and exists in the heart.

Lu Chen feels that he has not greatly improved his fighting skills. At least in his personal details, his Sabre expertise is still the original master.

But he seems to feel that something has become different, just like a seed taking root, sprouting and thriving.

Recalling his experiences in his previous life, his journey in the Dragon world, his experiences in aika, and the soldiers who died beside him, some emotion in his heart is constantly growing.

But in the knife technique, he couldn't find that feeling. It was like there was a barrier, he didn't think it through, and something wasn't enough.

He recalled that in the world where he was born, there was an old leader of the Millennium school who said that there was a realm of all kinds of weapons, the realm of mind connecting with God.

When you reach that level, whether you are making a sword or a knife, you will bring different changes. The power is no longer just about the skill of making force and the strength of the player.

Even if it is weak enough to have the same strength as ordinary people, it can cut out the sword Qi and knife awn.

He was thinking, is this... Fast?