"This damn doomsday is really nothing new. The Golden Immortal Secret Realm is also the doomsday, and the Narcissus Secret Realm is still like this."
Wan Lei leaned weakly on the back of the chair and looked at the roof of the tent, feeling extremely depressed.
The difference is that in the Golden Immortal Secret Realm, he can do his best to save more people and take in those poor people, but now, he must make a decision himself and abandon more people, just to let a small number of people survive.
.
He himself couldn't tell whether he did this because he promised to take the Dengyan tribe home, or because he was selfish and wanted to complete his mission.
But in short, if you don't do this, everyone will die.
He can be indecisive, he can say with great righteousness that he will not abandon anyone, he can stand on the moral high ground and take everyone with him.
Then……
Watching helplessly, they were all swallowed up by the sea water, submerged, and died.
Then……
Take Fang Xiaoyu and Liu Yuxin with you. If you are very kind-hearted, you can find other friends you know and go to the Great Wall together. You can just choose a tribe and go in.
It's easy, no one can blame him, because he tried his best, and he didn't abandon anyone. They died on their own, and it has nothing to do with me.
But... you can't do that.
He had to bear this responsibility, as well as the infamy, guilt, and self-blame. He had to bear everything on his back and move forward with a heavy load.
Try your best, it's so easy.
Being a hero is difficult.
"Do the tens of thousands of tribesmen in the land of destiny have to rely on their legs to walk there? In this case, even if there are so-called heads, I am afraid that the vast majority of the tribes will still die here.
Don’t you have any means of transportation? One that can carry a lot of people, such as a war boat or something like that?”
Fang Xiaoyu suddenly thought of the key point.
"Yes, there are. Some tribes have war boats that can accommodate ten thousand people.
Some tribes have their fourth- and fifth-order holy beasts, which are huge, can fly, and can carry many people.
Some tribes have the magical power of battle formations, which can condense the forms of some high-level holy beasts, made up of people, flying in the sky, and can also carry many people."
"So...you have nothing, right?"
"Forehead……"
The three of Dengyange lowered their heads in shame.
"Where?"
"These are only found in the top tribes with fifth-level experts, and they are also particularly wealthy ones. They have been passed down for many years and have not been extinct."
"The Baize tribe is also a fifth-level tribe, why don't they have one?"
"The Baize tribe is just a large part of the north. The north is poorer, so they can dominate this far north. If they were placed in a tribe with dozens of fifth-level powerhouses, they would
There’s no way you can get ranked.”
"That's right, but where are we going to find a powerful fifth-level tribe to snatch their transportation tools?"
Fang Xiaoyu frowned and thought hard.
"How about we contact other people to see where they know it? In return, we can also bring along the tribe who provided clues."
Climbing rock song suggestion.
"Try to contact us, but there is little hope. If anyone knew the location, I am afraid they would have taken refuge and become a vassal.
Let's just go like this, someone will bring the things over."
Wan Lei raised his head.
"Oh? The spirit has contacted a friend?"
"No, I'm talking about enemies. Don't underestimate the temptation of Mahayana heads. This is the ticket to enter the Great Wall. Now ordinary small tribes naturally don't dare to provoke us. Those who have the strength to dare to come must also come.
Naturally it will be the top tribes."
Wan Lei stood up and took a breath,
"Pass on the resolution we just made and ask the young men of the Baize tribe who are willing to abandon the tribe and join us. You can follow us. No one is required, including the old, weak, sick and disabled."
"As commanded."
Early the next morning, serious riots broke out in the prisoner camp.
After hearing the decision of the Dengyan Tribe, those people immediately protested. However, the last word is to have big fists. After killing some rioters, those people quickly calmed down.
The Dengyan tribe not only took away their sacred beasts, but also their supplies and food.
This is plunder.
Of the five thousand young and strong warriors of the Baize tribe, not one of them followed the Dengyan tribe. They all chose to live and die with their own tribe.
The Dengyan tribe left.
A group of poor, helpless, old, weak, women and children who lacked food and clothing were left behind.
Behind him, there is a constant sound.
The curses of men, the cries of women, and the cries of hunger of children were like hammers hitting the souls of everyone in the Dengyan tribe.
The purple rain hit the face, fell to the ground, and gathered into a river, winding toward the north.
To the north, there are more people, desperately waiting to die.
There is no spirit in the world, and those people have no food.
The Denyan tribe left.
In this environment, in this desperate situation,
Such abandonment is tantamount to murder;
How is this kind of plunder different from massacre?
"We might as well kill them directly and give them a break, and save them from starving to death in this hell and suffering a share of the consequences.
We didn't kill them, and our conscience was fine, but they had to suffer more."
Fang Xiaoyu's eyes were red, and she wiped the water on her face, but she couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears.
"Are we...are we even more assholes than Karen?"
Wan Lei looked ahead blankly.
Karen treated people as slaves and beasts, but at least he let those people live.
But they abandoned all those people.
"Hey, you two,"
Liu Yuxin's voice came from behind.
Looking back, the little girl was looking at them coldly,
"What are you talking about? Those people are all enemies. If they die, they will die. There is nothing to feel bad about."
"Why are you so hard-hearted? Do you think everyone else is like you?"
Fang Xiaoyu scolded angrily.
"You are confusing the morale of the army!"
Liu Yuxin's voice suddenly became shrill, her big eyes immediately turned red, big tears fell down, her lips trembled slightly,
"Are you two the only ones feeling uncomfortable? Are you the only ones feeling distressed? Are you the only ones with a conscience? Who of us is not like this, and who is willing to abandon them?
You two are still talking there, talking endlessly, are you going to make others feel more uncomfortable by speaking out?!
As leaders, what's the use of feeling sorry for yourself if you don't boost morale?!"
Liu Yuxin's words made Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu fall silent.
The atmosphere in the team was extremely dull, and the despair was contagious to everyone, fermenting, accumulating, and just waiting to explode.
Wan Lei stood in mid-air, looking at the endless team below. He was confused for a long time, then suddenly laughed and shouted,
"What are you waiting for? Let's go, I'll take you home!!!"
"If you are not active when you go home, there is something wrong with your brain!!!"