The Wu clan retreated, but Wei Yuan did not pursue them. Instead, he ordered a troop to slowly follow up and monitor them, and then asked everyone who could move to dig out Xuanwei Liu.
Corpses were carried out one after another, including those from the human race and the witch race, and even more from the witch race.
I don't know how long it took, but someone came over to report that the bottom layer had been excavated. Wei Yuan woke up from a dream and went over to take a look.
The bottom layer has been completely excavated. There are hundreds of human corpses in this scene. It can be seen that half of them were seriously injured and died in the small hall in front of the escape passage. The remaining people are distributed throughout this layer.
There are corpses of witches all around.
The Tiangongdian disciple who was in charge of directing the excavation said with a deep voice: "They buried gunpowder at the pillars of each floor. After detonating it, all the supports were destroyed, causing collapse. Before that, the escape passage had been blown up.
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Wei Yuan listened and his eyes fell on the two corpses.
Below is Yun Feifei, and above is a young master from a noble family. He threw himself on Yun Feifei, trying to block the falling earth and rocks for her. But how could he withstand the crushing of millions of kilograms of soil? So
Their elbows and knees were shattered, but they both died together.
This young master from an aristocratic family is one of the children of the sixteenth generation family who came with Cui Yu. Before the war, he took the initiative to defend Xuanwei Liu. Wei Yuan had originally intended to disperse these young ladies to various troops. After many bloody battles, they had faded away from their dandyism.
, enough to stand alone.
Needless to say, Yun Feifei is well-versed in cultivation, scheming, and was a powerful character before she met Wei Yuan. That’s why Wei Yuan asked her to preside over the battle of Xuan Wei Liu, which is very important. There have been countless life and death crises in the past.
Feifei escaped, and the Xu family even tried to capture her for several years without success. Wei Yuan originally didn't think anything would happen to her.
At this time, the two corpses were separated and carried to the ground. The young man from the aristocratic family died in the battle because he had to give an explanation to his family. Cui Yu was free to take responsibility for this matter.
But looking at Yun Feifei's face, Wei Yuan always felt that it was a little unreal.
She planted explosives on the pillars on each floor?
She blew up the escape route first?
Did she detonate the explosive herself?
This series of questions kept lingering in Wei Yuan's mind, making him feel as if he had never seen Yun Feifei clearly, or in other words, he knew another Yun Feifei.
If more than 10,000 elites were allowed to return to the ground at that time, the consequences would be unimaginable. At that time, Qingming's ground troops had reached their limit, and both sides were engaged in a large-scale bloodbath. With more than 10,000 elites joining the battle, it was likely that Qingming would collapse first.
Ming. And if they don't die, Yan Xin doesn't know when he will end. If he doesn't end, this battle will never end.
Wei Yuan suddenly felt inexplicably tired, the kind of tiredness that came from the inside out, and his heart seemed to feel a little empty.
It would be nice if he had more soldiers on hand, if he could send three thousand more elites underground, if he could have more muskets...
If only I could give him a little more time...
But there are no ifs in the world, just as there is no turning back on the fairy road. Once you set foot on it, you have to go to the end until you fall. Some people will see you again after they leave, but some people leave and never return, such as Fang and Tong.
, such as the demon horse. The people who are staying now don’t know when they will leave.
Wei Yuan stretched out his hand to wipe the dirt off Yun Feifei's face, looking at her beautiful face that was still as lively as an elf, wondering if she had any regrets when she left.
Shouldn't it be... no?
In the mountains and rivers of thousands of miles, a cold wind blew again. Witch clans with empty eyes appeared everywhere, and they walked towards Yushan in groups and in groups.
The black water was boiling, and countless black particles rose from the water. Then a tree emerged from the water and continued to grow. It was completely black, bottomless, and people could not be sure that the black was nothingness that could swallow everything.
Or is it just a simple black tree body.
There is a portal embedded in the tree body. The door is closed at the moment, and there is a symbol above it, with an unknown meaning. The tree has only a few branches, with a few lonely leaves hanging on it. There is no wind, and it seems that it will wither at any time.
The full moon continued to exude black energy, and finally merged into a total of eighteen advanced levels of extraterrestrial luck. I don't know whether it was to reward the appearance of the strange black tree, or to soothe Wei Yuan's still bleeding heart.
People from Yong'an and other cities have already arrived. They are all mortals, and even with the blessing of all sentient beings, they don't have much fighting power. Wei Yuan deliberately arranged the time for them to enter the battlefield. If they also want to take up arms, then it will be the end of the world.
Yu Yu has tried his best, and it’s time for both jade and stone to perish.
Now that Wei Yuan has enough casting monks, he no longer lets mortals go to the battlefield easily. In previous battles, even if they were holding muskets and fighting underground, it would take at least three or four mortals to kill a witch clan.
When everyone arrived, they began to clean up the battlefield and treat the injured. They had done all this many times and were now very skilled at it.
However, Wei Yuan saw different expressions on some people's faces.
Wei Yuan came to a young man and watched as he skillfully dug out his belongings from the body of the dead human warrior, verified his identity, and registered them.
After watching for a while, Wei Yuan suddenly asked: "What are you thinking about?" The young man turned around and saw Wei Yuan. He was surprised and quickly saluted, but he did not speak when he heard Wei Yuan's question.
"Say it, it doesn't matter."
The young man gritted his teeth, his face suddenly became ferocious and contorted, he pointed at Wei Yuan and said: "We fight every day, every day! Ever since this damn realm came into being, there has never been a time when we didn't fight! My parents, my sister and I
Both brothers are dead, both in battle! This is all your fault. If it weren't for you, we would still be living well in Quliu Town!"
Cui Yu, who was standing next to him, raised his foot and kicked the young man away, cursing: "Is that life? In Quliu Town, your life is worse than that of pigs and dogs!"
The young man stood up and said stubbornly: "Even if you can't compare with pigs and dogs, you are still alive!"
"Is that called alive?" Cui Yu laughed angrily.
The young man simply gave up and shouted: "We were born in the mud, we have no choice! Don't we deserve to live if we are born in the mud? Is it wrong for us to want to live? If I were born into a wealthy family like you, I might not be as good as
You're bad! You can stand here and teach me a lesson just because you were born into a good child!"
Cui Yu, who was always good at words, was so angry that he couldn't speak. He wanted to draw his sword, but felt it was inappropriate.
With a snap, an old mortal man next to him slapped the young man hard, then knelt down and kowtowed, saying repeatedly: "This child is not bad in nature, but he has lost his parents and brothers and lacks discipline. The old man is willing to adopt him.
I will discipline you strictly in the future!"
In Wei Yuan's sea of ​​consciousness, the green energy is still increasing, but at this time, a few of the thousands of newly added green energy disappear again.
Wei Yuan walked up to the young man, looked directly into his eyes, and said solemnly: "The war here is not meaningless, and the people who died did not die in vain! Whether you understand it or not, the meaning is there. Come on!"
Wei Yuan pointed at the young man and said: "To disrupt the morale of the army, he will be sent to a hard labor camp. If he survives three battles, he will be pardoned."
The hard labor camp was originally set up by Xiaoyu Cui Yu to punish those who committed crimes. The hard labor camp worked on weekdays and served in the army during wartime, fighting in the most dangerous areas. If you survived three battles, you could redeem yourself and be released. In addition, the military exploits performed in the hard labor camp remained as normal.
It will be calculated and distributed to family members.
The guards dragged the boy away.
Wei Yuan was silent for a while, then said to Cui Yu: "Look, I am not a soft-hearted person, but you are the one who hesitated."
Cui Yu sighed: "I think some of what he said is not wrong."
Wei Yuan looked at the endless corpses and said slowly: "What ifs and what-ifs are meaningless. We are already like this from birth. There is no way to change it. We can only stand at the feet of everyone and continue to move forward. What he said
Maybe it's true, but that's meaningless. Some people are willing to live like pigs and dogs, and some are not. If I could do it all over again, I would still move everyone in Quliu Town to the realm. No matter how many times I come back, it will be the same.
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Cui Yu nodded and said solemnly: "It's good if you think so."
The wind in the realm is very strong, and the night has not passed yet. The style tonight is very cool, with a bone-deep chill.
Countless people are alive and walking among the dead. I don’t know when they will fall down and become one of the people lying on the ground, and then others will register them.
Wei Yuan didn't think that the young man was wrong, but in this era, when the human race was still fighting for survival, it was not enough to be right.
During the period of establishing Qingming and standing on the front line against the alien race, Wei Yuan truly understood the situation of the human race. Behind the seemingly prosperous flowers and burning fire, they could be defeated at any time.
, is the reality that countless people are still sacrificed and slaughtered to create a spectacle.
Just 3,700 years ago, the four Immortal Lords before and after Taichu Palace died in battle. There was a sense of justice, but perhaps they were also forced to do so out of necessity.
Wei Yuan does not hate the Liao tribe, nor does he hate the Wu tribe. Both sides are born like this, and each belongs to its own tribe. If Wei Yuan was born in the Wu tribe, he would also fight to the death for his tribe.
But Wei Yuan now has hatred in his heart!
From the moment he saw Yun Feifei's body, Wei Yuan had been thinking that it would be nice if she could have more soldiers. She didn't need too many, even if it was only five thousand, or even three thousand, she wouldn't have to die. There were many people
No need to die.
But there are hundreds of thousands of troops not far away, and the nearest one can even arrive within half an hour! But they just stand still!
For the first time in his life, the hatred in Wei Yuan's heart was so strong, so clear, and so endless!
He also didn't expect that the person he hated so much was human beings.
Chapter completed!