The flames covered the sky and burned the sky red.
The flames seemed to pile up into a huge mountain, falling from the sky and falling into the city.
This is Juyong City!
The huge Juyong City was reduced to ruins in the fire that filled the sky.
Even in his dream, Li Changan's body was trembling uncontrollably.
These two words, like thunder and lightning, struck his heart instantly.
Even though he was not his predecessor, this body seemed to remember these two words, making Li Changan's soul tremble.
When those two familiar faces appeared in the boundless sea of fire, Li Changan felt as if he had fallen into an endless abyss.
His body became stiff, he couldn't even make a sound, his neck seemed to be grabbed, and his breathing stopped instantly.
The next moment I will be completely suffocated.
It's father and brother!
They didn't die in battle!
Instead, he was burned alive by fire in Juyong City!
Li Changan tried hard to break free from the dream, but found that everything was in vain.
He could only go through the process of the massacre of Juyong City all over again.
This time it was not a slash, nor a rain of arrows, but fire.
He thought that he would not have such strong feelings for his father and brother in his previous life.
But when he saw them dying in the fire with his own eyes, Li Changan still couldn't help but feel murderous intent.
When the dream ended, Li Changan seemed to see someone, someone who looked exactly like him.
However, this man knelt down in front of him and only said three words to himself:
"Please!"
…
Awakening from a dream,
Li Changan was sweating like rain, and the whole bedding became wet.
Jiang Lingyan on the side opened her dark jade eyes, "Are you... having a nightmare?"
Li Changan was in shock, beads of sweat slipped from his hair, and he nodded in despair.
Why is this happening?
Is this dream true or false?
Those dream fragments kept flashing back in Li Changan's mind, and his whole body trembled slightly.
Juyong City, father and brother!
He was obviously his father and brother from his previous life, but his heart was beating wildly.
The throbbing of the soul.
Especially in the last scene, the person kneeling in front of me who looks exactly like me.
Li Changan couldn't help but feel the hair on his body.
The fall of Juyong City is something that everyone in the Jin Dynasty knows.
Most of the border cities in the northern battlefield changed owners many times, and each change of ownership represented a massacre and bloodbath.
But in the dream, Juyong City was destroyed by the sea of fire.
But that sea of fire was clearly caused by human grammar!
The literary atmosphere cannot be faked!
Not a demon clan.
But the real human race!
Li Changan looked at those dark jade-like eyes, with some shocking speculation in his heart.
Is it possible that the dreams I experienced during this period of time...
Is it all true!?
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Jiang Lingyan tilted her head and asked.
Li Changan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "No, it's nothing. The nightmare just now was a bit scary."
It is necessary for you to investigate the massacres involved in these dreams.
Especially for cities with place names, it is necessary to check clearly.
Random speculation will never lead to the truth.
Especially this truth also includes Juyongcheng and his father and brother.
Jiang Lingyan smiled after listening to Li Changan's words, "If you want to say it's scary, wouldn't I be even scarier?"
"I don't know where I came from, and I don't know where I'm going. It's been so long."
"Except for you, no one can hear me, and no one can see me. No matter how big the world is, it has nothing to do with me. It's just like the ghost in the storybook."
Li Changan came back to his senses and patted Jiang Lingyan on the head, "To be honest, I can only see your eyes clearly now."
"But one day, I will definitely be able to see your whole face."
"Didn't you say that I smell a bit like you? In that case, we are probably the same species."
Jiang Lingyan's jade-like eyes were slightly curved, obviously smiling, "If I were a ghost, you would be half human and half ghost."
Li Changan laughed dumbly.
As for whether to go to Fengchuan or not, his mind was wavered again.
Because Juyong City...is in Fengchuan Mansion!
…
Time passes day by day,
The battle reports from the battlefield of Fengchuan Three Thousand Miles flew like snowflakes to every corner of the Jin Dynasty.
On the Wenchang Monument and Wude Monument,
The latest battle status is updated at any time.
Even the list of combatants who arrived at Fengchuan battlefield will be announced.
This is a war where you are likely to lose your life if you go to it, and everyone deserves to be recited everywhere.
On the first day of September,
A piece of news attracted all the attention that should have belonged to the Literary Saint List.
The imperial court issued the second recruitment order!
On the battlefield of Fengchuan Three Thousand Miles, the battle situation is critical, and there is an urgent need for scribes and warriors below the sixth grade to go to Fengchuan to participate in the battle.
At the same time, local governments also began emergency recruitment.
After the veteran of the Han Dynasty saw it, his smile was sarcastic, "This is the first time I have seen military pay from the imperial court distributed to various places so quickly."
"It seems that the officials are so anxious that they can even spit out their military pay. This is a rare sight in ten years."
They all experienced life and death before retreating from the northern battlefield. However, after leaving, not a penny of the imperial pension they should have received fell into their hands.
Some comrades who survived the battlefield starved to death after leaving the battlefield.
Most of the brothers cannot take care of their families and can only live in poverty.
Unlike them, they were taken under the command of a big man, had enough food to eat, wore warm clothes, and received a lot of monthly salary.
Even the children in the family have entered the school one after another, and there will be a chance that the lord will take them to the academy in the future.
Other brothers probably wouldn't even dare to think about such a day.
It was precisely because they had experienced such poverty and poverty that the Han tribesmen scorned this conscription order.
The righteousness of the family and the country is right, but is such a Jin country worth fighting for?
Now the only one they can risk their lives to protect is the big man.
At this time, on the ninth floor of Tiandiyuan,
The battle reports inside the academy were circulated among the students.
"The holy monument jointly arranged by the third-grade scholars is being harassed by the demon clan's geniuses."
"If it weren't for the cooperation of several top Kuijie students, I'm afraid the Holy Monument would have been acquired by the demon clan's genius."
"There are too many strong men in the demon clan. Even if we send more seventh-grade scribes and warriors, they are still just cannon fodder and cannot stop their offensive at all."
"The geniuses of the Fox Clan and the Peacock Clan even broke through the defense line twice and were only thirty miles away from the holy monument."
"Once our holy monument is broken, the battlefield of Fengchuan Three Thousand Miles will be completely lost."
…
The atmosphere in the academy was very stagnant, and it seemed as if people could not breathe.
The situation on the Fengchuan Sanqianli battlefield is not optimistic.
The geniuses of the Jin Dynasty joined forces and managed to hold on to the holy monument.
However, there are still a steady stream of strong men coming from the demon clan, breaking through one line of defense after another. If an encirclement is formed, the Great Jin will lose this battle.
"With hundreds of Kuijie students, they can only set up five lines of defense. It is almost impossible to expand the results outward."
"Don't we have anyone to sneak attack the Demon Holy Stone planted by the opponent?"
"There must be, but to be honest, even a sneak attack would be useless now."
"Whether it's crushing the Demonic Holy Stone or destroying the Holy Monument, luck must be used."
"In addition to occupying positions, both sides now focus on searching for luck fragments."
"Without luck, even standing in front of the Demon Saint Stone is useless."
"It's difficult...if the defense line continues to shrink on the battlefield, the luck that can be captured will be much less."
"The demon clan must be desperately trying to collect the luck fragments after the luck dragon collapsed. Once it reaches the level that can break the holy monument, they will definitely attack in a large scale."
…
Looking at the battle report in his hand, coupled with other people's discussions, Li Changan gradually understood the situation on the Fengchuan Three Thousand Miles battlefield.
Crushing the Demonic Holy Stone is the first priority.
However, before crushing the Demonic Holy Stone, it is still necessary to collect the fragments of luck scattered in the battlefield of Three Thousand Miles.
Only by collecting a certain amount of luck can the Demonic Holy Stone be broken.
A task that seems to be summed up in just a few words contains too many variables.
The luck dragon collapsed and the fragments fell into the battlefield of Three Thousand Miles.
And the fragments of destiny after the collapse no longer belong to the human race alone, the demon race is also trying their best to snatch them, hoping to use them to break the holy monument.
The most important thing is that even if you have collected enough luck, you still have to break through the opponent's defenses and use your luck to crush the Demonic Holy Stone with your own hands.
Not only must you collect enough luck, but you must also be able to break through the opponent's defense line.
Currently, Dajin is at a clear disadvantage in both of these situations.
The smaller the position you occupy, the fewer opportunities you have to obtain luck fragments.
Now the monster clan is constantly encroaching on the three thousand miles battlefield, reducing the human clan's defense lines to only five.
Their advantages are expanding step by step.
The Jin Dynasty needs more people to participate in the battle, expand the defense line outwards, and seize more positions.
Otherwise, failure will only happen sooner or later.
Judging from the current situation alone, Da Jin's defeat is only a matter of time.
Unless a miracle happens.
At this time, Qin Xiuman's voice rang in his ears, "Come to the seventh floor."
Li Changan was slightly startled.
Is this... another reminder to myself?
Arrive at the seventh floor,
Qin Xiuman and Xu Nian are both there.
Li Changan clasped his fists and saluted respectfully, "I've seen the boss, the deputy boss."
Qin Xiuman and Xu Nian did not speak directly.
The atmosphere on the seventh floor was strangely dull.
Li Changan raised his head in surprise, "President? Deputy chief?"
Qin Xiuman looked at Xu Nian and nodded immediately.
Xu Nian took out a piece of paper from the desk and handed it out casually.
The paper seemed to be held by an invisible hand and flew in front of Li Changan.
There were only twenty or thirty words on it, but it made Li Changan stop breathing instantly and made him feel dizzy.
"Wang Tiangang killed two third-level demon kings of the demon clan, and then pursued the Golden Lion King, and was trapped on the battlefield of Fengchuan Three Thousand Miles."