This day's battle, let too many parents lost their children, let too many children lost their parents.

Brothers, friends, companions, family, the ruthlessness of the war, burned all the good.

Once there is war, there is only endless sadness and despair.

But they will never be defeated by this sadness and despair. They will fight forever with the will of the deceased!

Shen Yanxiao slowly walked out of the city Lord's mansion, and Xiu stood behind her. Both of them were dressed in white and dressed in black cloaks. Shen Yanxiao was holding a blazing fire lamp in his hand. Under the light of the fire, her white little face was so firm.

All of them are in grief. They all turn their eyes to Shen Yanxiao.

Shen Yanxiao quietly walked to the street, and the people in the street made way for her and repair.

Their Lord is beautiful, and people in this desolate land have a common understanding. But today, what they find in the Lord is not only beauty, but also perseverance that inspires them.

Cruel fighting can't defeat them, and the departure of relatives can't defeat them.

They are the people of the wasteland. They stand in their hometown and defend the dignity of a member of the wasteland with their own flesh and blood.

Shen Yanxiao stopped at the central square and more and more people gathered here.

"Today, we have lost our honorable comrades in arms, our relatives and companions. Although they have passed away, their deeds have remained in our hearts forever. They have not left. They will live in our hearts forever and support us to finish the battle. Demons are fierce, their army is huge, but! We are a member of the barren land. We live in the worst environment in the bright land. Even this barren land has been conquered by us. What can we fear in this world? Defeat them, expel them, let them know, in the bright land, in the barren land, there is no place for demons! I live and die with you! " Shen Yanxiao's voice echoed in the still sun.

"We will live and die with the Lord!" The roar of a chorus resounded through the sky.

There is no fear, there is no panic, only hatred for the demons, only the intention to kill the invaders.

They never say die!

"Let's pay tribute to the heroes who fought for the barren land today, let them know that their will will will be inherited by us, and their fight will be continued by us!" Shen Yanxiao swore loudly, raised his hand and set off the fire lamp in his hand.

Like a lotus like fire lamp, slowly flying to the sky.

All people will fly their hopes and memories with the fire lamp.

A cluster of fire, rising from the sun, burning, is people's perseverance for victory, is the will to stick.

Beautiful fire lights fly from the city to the sky, just like stars carrying hope, slowly flying to the sky.

That night, in the main cities of the barren land, countless fire lights rose to the sky, illuminating the sky covered by mist.

The light never leaves, people's hope never dies, they will become their own salvation, unite and fight with the demons to the end.

They will always remember that from the oath left by their comrades in arms.

No retreat, no surrender, no regret.

The barren land, never say die!