The disaster of Gonggong became particularly difficult due to the final counterattack of the God who supported the sky and the methods of the enlightened beast, and many twists and turns occurred. However, in the end, with the efforts of everyone, the entire disaster was able to be solved.
Destructiveness is controlled within the tolerable range.
Post-disaster reconstruction work and similar processing began in an orderly manner.
As time passes day by day.
The torn road returned to normal.
Just because of the previous intertwining of the power of the Water God and the Power of the Sky-supporting God, a large number of pure water elves and monsters were born, which still left a lot of trouble. And through this battle, it finally led to a more direct and widespread transformation of the extraordinary.
After the land spread, coupled with the previous accumulation, the battle was successful.
"Three fried dough sticks, two bowls of tofu curd, and two portions of tea eggs."
With a clear and melodious voice, even without seeing her face, you can tell that she must be a great beauty.
The owner of the breakfast shop stopped to brag to the stall owner next door about how he practiced the Five Tiger Door-Breaking Knife, but after encountering a water monster, he used the most ruthless move to chop the water monster into pieces. Ma Liu
Prepare breakfast.
A voice with a slight accent answered: "No, I want ten."
He raised his eyes and looked up. The person speaking was a heroic young man, probably a high school student, but with muscular lines, sharp eyebrows, and a ponytail. The woman next to him, well, looked very ordinary, wearing a very
Large black frame glasses.
The girl adjusted her glasses and said, "Three."
The heroic young man still wants to talk.
The girl stretched out her finger: "I'll give you mine."
"good!"
Instant answer.
Huo Qubing and Su Yu'er were sitting at the stall. Huo Qubing was very talented and learned things quickly. He had barely mastered modern languages. He especially liked all kinds of modern food and novelty gadgets. He ate happily and said: "But, you don't want to eat it."
?"
"lose weight."
Su Yuer's words are concise and concise.
"What kind of weight loss...are you good enough now?"
The young man answered casually, but he was not shabby at all when eating. He was very fast. The stall owner behind him did not know that he was so frightened by the water monster that his legs and feet were shaking. When he passed out, it was the famous young general passing by who took advantage of the situation and killed him with a knife.
That monster.
Even for a short period of time, I still cannot accept my current situation.
But when faced with the obvious situation where a monster appeared, Huo Qubing still chose to draw his sword and fight. He was once a top general in history, and he still lived in the era immediately after the Age of Gods. Of course, his single strength cannot be compared with that of Overlord.
Such a nuclear warhead ratio is by no means weak.
He also fought his way out.
Su Yu'er held her chin up and looked at the young man who was eating contentedly. For some reason, her mind was in a trance. The desert wind and sand seemed to appear in front of her, the grand scene of the grassland, the light of the sword, the blood, the majestic sky, and the young general wearing the armor of the Han Dynasty.
He reached out to himself.
There is a smile on the corner of the mouth, and the calmness that is so domineering that it flattens everything.
Suddenly a sword flashed behind the young general.
The sound of "dang-dang" sounded, and when Su Yu'er came back to her senses, she saw Huo Qubing tapping his bowl with chopsticks and said: "You are staring at me." The young general spoke concisely and to the point.
Su Yu'er wrapped her fingers around the black hair on her temples: "Is there any?"
Huo Qubing said: "You are really still hungry, right?"
The voice of the nine-tailed fox stopped suddenly, and his tone was as normal as he said: "No, I am indeed looking at you, and I also thought of some legends about you..."
"Hmm? Mine?"
"right."
Su Yu'er looked at the young man in front of her and said: "I just don't know. You don't seem to be the kind of person who likes luxury. So why, in history, have you treated the soldiers very badly... all the time?
Are you concerned about your own living standards, instead of caring about the soldiers like other famous generals?"
"Hmm? That's it?"
Huo Qubing devoured the tofu noodles, then slowly peeled the eggs, and said in the language of the Han Dynasty: "This is very simple. Miss Su Yu'er, what do you think the army is? And what are military generals?"
The fox girl never thought about this problem.
Huo Qubing stretched out his finger and said: "The army is the weapon used by countries to fight against each other, and generals are the people who hold this sword. They have to join the army when they are young. If they are defeated, it is not bad to die, but they will fall on the battlefield.
Being trampled into a pulp, but if alive..."
"Then your soldiers will hate you, the families of the dead will curse you, the king will punish you, and your own relatives will pay the price for you or even be killed; and if you win, you will wait until the next battle
, Unless there are no more countries in the world, the war will not stop."
"It will just change the shape of war."
"And such a violent force to safeguard the dignity of the country requires peace and friendship? No, no, what is needed is violence and morale, and generals are related to whether all soldiers have integrity.
The core of courage in battle!”
"I have heard such a story. Wu Qi personally sucked the pus and blood from the wounds of his soldiers, and the mother of the soldiers who were treated so badly cried. Others asked her why she was so sad. She replied that her husband was also
He was treated like this by Wu Qi, so he fought bravely for Wu Qi and died on the battlefield. Now his son will also die on the battlefield."
Huo Qubing took a sip of the soup and said, "I don't need my soldiers to die for me."
"It doesn't matter whether they go to the battlefield for their family or their status. What they need is the general to lead them to victory one after another. In that era, the general's self-confidence was the source of the army's morale. The soldiers of our era
Many are uneducated and don’t know much.”
"So give them an intuitive image."
"No matter when and where they see that their general is still full of confidence and pride, even in the midst of siege and desperate situation, he is still as domineering as before, instead of having a heart-to-heart talk with them, then they can at least know
one thing."
Huo Qubing said: "I will never abandon them like Wu Qi did."
"I am still full of confidence to win!"
"Mediocre generals who pretend to be close to the soldiers to win people's hearts have been around for generations."
"But I am the only one with Huo Qubing."
"I will buy their loyalty with something they all crave."
"That is the victory and military title that military strategists pursue."
Huo Qubing has gradually begun to regain some memories, and he once played Cuju as a general in the camp to maintain military morale when the army was short of food. Su Yu'er also realized that in ancient China, among the famous generals of all generations,
There are only two people who absolutely do not follow the ancient art of war.
In other words, there are two other top generals who are walking alone outside the path of the Four Saints of the Military.
The big man, Huo Qubing.
And, Yue Fei and Yue Wumu.
"That's it..."
Su Yuer answered.
Huo Qubing held the porcelain bowl in his hand and felt the delicate touch. Looking at the bustling morning market, his expression softened for some reason and he said: "It's really amazing. This is obviously not my hometown. No matter who comes and goes,
The words and clothes are still different, but at this time, I feel that this is actually a corner of Chang'an."
"It's like being in the Western Market in Chang'an, with fireworks rising."
Su Yu'er replied: "Probably because Yanhuang may have never changed."
"perhaps……"
The famous young general smiled, "But I will see with my own eyes."
"Since the so-called Wuhou called me back, I'm afraid he needs my spear, but I still have to see with my own eyes whether this land is worthy of the battle flag of my great Han Dynasty."
Su Yu'er felt that Huo Qubing might really be Huo Qubing. Some people are always destined to make great achievements, even if they experienced hesitation at the beginning, they were able to find their goals and direction so quickly. Such people, no matter where they are,
You will never fail anywhere...
At this moment, Su Yu'er suddenly noticed a familiar throbbing.
This is...Empress Daji?!
She turned her head sharply.
In this morning market, people were coming and going, and the flash of energy seemed to be just my illusion.
………………
The girl's abnormal reaction was hardly noticed by anyone. Rather, in the human world that was gradually recovering at this moment, such a thing was really simple and common. Huo Qubing looked at the human world at this moment, thinking about what he had done before.
See the combat level.
Before the huge Jiuding that was sealed into the East China Sea.
Wuzhi Qi, with white hair and golden eyes, stood quietly. As the highest embodiment of the concept of Yanhuang in the human race, it is not a sword that symbolizes the king, but the nine cauldrons that gather the destiny of the people of Kyushu. In a sense
, this is superior to the Xuanyuan Sword and the Imperial Seal, and is the highest-level artifact for the concept of human race.
A calm voice came from under the huge bronze tripod.
"Wuzhiqi?"
As an existence corresponding to the concept of water flow, Gonggong cannot be killed. Even if he dies in extreme circumstances, he will be reborn with the flow of water, so sealing it is the best solution. Gonggong said: "You come
do what?"
Wuzhi Qi, with white hair and golden eyes, sat down cross-legged and said:
"nothing."
"Just a small chat with you, that's all."
"Huh..." Gonggong was noncommittal.
It's just that the voice is suppressed and cannot be transmitted.
Wuzhiqi raised his hand and shook the machine in his hand: "So, you are suppressed anyway."
"There should be lots and lots of time."
"Want to play a game?"
He said: "Civilization."
……………………
The sneer of enlightenment, the tearing shadow sword.
And countless hours of loneliness.
Qi opened his eyes suddenly, his pupils shrank violently, and his face looked hideous for a moment, but soon he found that he was not in that place full of pain, and his expression froze for a moment, the spring wind blew on the grass, he
Sitting on the lawn, the scenery in front of me is familiar yet unfamiliar.
"Are you just going to sleep for a little while?"
Familiar but unfamiliar voice, the white-haired potter leaned against the tree next to him, looked at himself with a smile, and said: "Don't worry, I will wake you up when it's time for dinner.
So you can sleep slowly."
You can still hear the girl's voice in the distance.
So Qi nodded, closed his eyes with peace of mind again, and put his arms behind his head.
The wind blew by, causing the hair on the temples to flutter slightly.
In a city in the human world, a black car drove through the land that had been repaired by earth magic and arrived at the entrance of a primary school. Then he opened the car door, carrying a schoolbag and holding his mother's hand. Tang Nuannuan walked out.
At the gate of the elementary school, I was talking to my mother about today's school life. Suddenly I noticed that my mother's voice had stopped speaking and her palms were trembling.
"Huh? Mom..."
She turned back curiously and saw the young researcher coming out of the car. She was stunned for a moment when she saw the familiar face that looked injured and was using a cane, but looked at her with a smile.
His eyes quickly filled with tears.
"dad!"
She rushed over quickly, almost as if flying, and jumped into her father's arms.
Tang Hongzhe subconsciously let go of the crutches, staggered back, tried hard to maintain stability, leaned on the car, and hugged his daughter.
He stroked his daughter's hair with his chin and whispered:
"Nuan Nuan, be good, dad is back."
Taoist Zhang Hao, who was driving, turned on the car stereo and listened to the music slowly.
The meaning of every parting lies in reunion.
he thinks.
Has it ever been like this?
It's always been like this.
PS: Today's second update... 3,600 words. It's a pity. If this book were to be written one volume at a time as before, I should finish writing this volume at this time, and then take a day off tomorrow.