"The supporting army of Heaven's Punishment totaled 128,900, and all of them went into battle. In the end, more than 30,000 were killed!" Jun Yiyi let out a long sigh.
"Because other reinforcements from the mainland arrived late, the losses were relatively not very heavy." Dugu Zongheng said silently: "But their strength is relatively weak, and they don't have much room to fight against the aliens. In the end, only 130,000 people participated in the battle.
Go back with less than 100,000!”
"A total of thirteen of Can Tian Soul Devouring's subordinates were killed in the battle, and the rest were all seriously injured..." Ying Bokong said silently with a strong murderous aura still lingering in his body. After saying this, he turned his face away and quietly
He wiped the corners of his eyes. These people, for more than a year, have all been good comrades and brothers who have lived with him day and night...
Jun Moxie sighed sadly and said: "Everyone who died in this battle must be treated generously and generously, and their family members must be treated as well as the family members of heroes. However, if there are any requests, as long as they are not unreasonable requests, we will do so."
Satisfy them as much as possible! To their
Future generations must also be carefully cultivated! No matter what, we cannot let heroes call us living people ungrateful and ungrateful! This is a basic conscience issue for human beings, and it is also the moral bottom line we have adhered to all the way!
Don’t be careless!”
Everyone nodded vigorously at the same time and solemnly agreed.
"This is especially the reason why the Evil Lord Mansion insists on being a human being! If anyone is found who dares to insult the widow of a hero or the descendant of a hero, then once discovered, no matter who the person is, what their identity is, what their origins are, they will be killed without mercy!" Jun Moxie!
The solemn and cold tone showed how unshakable his determination was!
"Then I will immediately issue an order and spread this order to the world as soon as possible!" Mei Xueyan nodded. Looking at Jun Moxie's eyes, there was a little more brilliance and sincere pride.
The treatment of "meritorious queens" has always been a common problem in this continent. Too many families of soldiers who died in battle were bullied, abused, resold, and used as slaves of powerful families because they no longer had anyone to rely on.
The fate of a beautiful woman is even more miserable.
Jun Moxie's ironclad order was issued at this moment, which can be said to be a great achievement!
"We must not let the heroes shed tears after bleeding!" Jun Moxie said seriously. After a while, he said softly: "Of course, justice still exists in the hearts of the people. If the family members of those heroes have committed crimes, what will happen?
Even if you commit other unforgivable crimes, you cannot tolerate adultery! The word 'hero' is certainly an honor, but you cannot rely on this honor for the rest of your life. You still have to be cautious about this.
of."
Dugu Zongheng and Murong Fengyun showed admiration in their eyes at the same time. Jun Moxie's arrangement can be said to be extremely appropriate. In this way, many tragedies were avoided, and at the same time, it also prevented the hero from sitting on the credit list and not being able to do so.
The sad consequence of being aggressive and domineering is to discredit a hero.
People are never accustomed to it.
Regarding this point, the two bosses are both smart people, so why don’t they understand?
Jun Moxie pondered for a while, and then slowly asked Mei Xueyan: "What happened behind the scenes at the Three Holy Lands...?"
Mei Xueyan understood what he meant, and said solemnly: "No one moved there, everything remains as it was before the war. I know what you mean, and I sent people there early in the morning to guard it heavily."
Jun Moxie stood up and said, "Everyone, let's go take a look."
Everyone followed him out.
There are hundreds of tents in which people from the three holy places lived during their lifetimes, and they still stand in their original positions. The wind is howling and blowing, and the empty tents are divided into three distinct places.
The three camps of tents actually have the same status as the three holy places in the world. The tents in three colors stood quietly in front of everyone.
This is already the last trace left by the three holy places on this land!
Jun Moxie looked at it silently for a while and whispered: "We have been fighting to the death, until the end, until now, why do we really have to do this... Mo Wudao, I hope you three Holy Land Sect Masters will lead you
With the people in the Holy Land, in another world of nothingness, they will be safe and happy, and there will never be any need for intrigues again..."
Mei Xueyan on the side couldn't help feeling sour after hearing these words.
The original intention of the establishment of the three holy places was very simple, just to resist foreign aggression. They have been immersed in such a barbaric and barren land for thousands of years. How noble are their sentiments?
But just this "intrigue" sentence ultimately ruined this glorious and long-lasting inheritance of more than ten thousand years! At the same time, it also caused the Tianpu lineage to fail for nearly a thousand years!
If the leaders of the Three Holy Lands could have a slightly broader mind...
Mei Xueyan shook her head mockingly. It seemed that this was simply impossible. Humans and mysterious beasts were two extremes that were difficult to reconcile...
Everyone filed into the tent and saw stone pillars neatly placed on both sides. There was a long silence. It seemed that the masters of the Holy Land were still sitting here in silence, and all the same things as before were right in front of them...
On a table in the center, there are stacks of paper bags neatly placed.
The top letter among them had the two characters Gu Han written in blood.
Jun Moxie sighed silently. After taking it and opening it, there was a jade pendant inside and a piece of white paper.
On the white paper, a few lines of words were written dripping with blood: "Two lives of vicissitudes, eternal glory; once it is in vain, the only reward is death!"
As for the origin of the jade pendant, or the subsequent explanation, it was not even mentioned.
But Jun Moxie knew clearly that this jade pendant was the only souvenir left by Gu Han to Qiao Ying.
The jade pendant is crystal clear, round and smooth, and seems to be emitting a peaceful light all the time. It is warm to the touch, but with a gentle chill.
Warm in winter and cool in summer.
There is no doubt that this is a rare gem in the world!
Jun Moxie silently rewrapped the paper bag, but handed the jade pendant to Mei Xueyan, saying: "You will give this piece of jade to Qiao Ying later. Just say it was left to her by Gu Han." Mei Xueyan looked at it doubtfully.
She glanced at him, then agreed softly and took the jade pendant.
Mei Xueyan was naturally puzzled as to why Jun Moxie didn't do these things himself.
But she didn't know it. Jun Moxie was very conflicted now and didn't know how to face Qiao Ying. If he really saw her, should he tell her that Gu Han was her biological father?!
There was a paper bag under the ancient cold. It was also written with blood as ink, and the handwriting was full and round. There were three big characters "Mo Wudao" written on it. Except for a piece of paper, there was nothing else in the paper bag.
"Mo Daoqing is innocent and innocent. He is free and easy when he can. Xiaoyao, big brother is here." On the eve of the decisive battle, the master of the immortal palace knew that death was close at hand, but there was not even a single sentence in his last suicide note.
There is no mention of the battle to seize the sky, let alone any gains and losses of honor and disgrace. There is only this sentence in the whole article.
Xiaoyao is the name of Mo Wudao's younger brother Mo Xiaoyao.
Jun Moxie's heart was shaken sincerely. From this sentence, it is not difficult to see how deep the brotherly relationship between Mo Wudao and Mo Xiaoyao is. No wonder Mo Wudao has such deep hatred for him...
After reading this one by one, most people in the three holy places only have these two sentences in their paper bags -
Fight for the heavens and die without any regrets!
Everyone looked over one by one, and everyone's expressions looked extremely heavy.
The last paper bag is cold-eyed.
This devil-eyed saint was quite free and easy, and his last words were only three words: "It doesn't matter!" He really walked in a cool way.
After packing up the tents in the Reclusive Immortal Palace, the next step was to go to the Supreme Golden City. Most of the last words were still a few words. Only Xi Ruochen, the leader of the Supreme Golden City, wrote this sentence: "If everything can start again...
…”
If everything could start over again...
Jun Moxie and Mei Xueyan looked at this unfinished sentence and were speechless for a long time.
If life could really be repeated,
I wonder how many people will make up for the regrets of previous lives and create their own perfect lives...
It would be easy to say that everything could be done from scratch, but it is something that can never be done in this world!
…………
After packing up all the tents in the three holy places, when the three of them walked out of the last tent, the sky was already dark. Night came quietly. There were countless people standing and sitting everywhere, but no one made a sound...
…
Speechless all night.
Early the next morning, Jun Moxie got up early, strolled to the battlefield, and stood silently in the middle of the battlefield.
After some painstaking deliberation, Jun Moxie slowly stretched out his hands and whispered: "The power of earth is here today to build an immortal monument for our hero!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the land in this area began to slowly rise and rise; rising higher and higher, and this trend continued for the whole morning, and a towering mountain range rose from the ground.
It rises! Thousands of feet high and hundreds of miles wide...
At the top, the mountain slowly expanded, gradually forming the shape of a giant eagle with spread wings and ready to fly, with golden eyes and iron claws, and iron feathers all over its body, overlooking the mountains and rivers thousands of miles below!
The image of this giant eagle is exactly what the Eagle King will look like after it returns to its original shape! It's just expanded tens of millions of times...
Jun Moxie waved his hand and used the maximum amount of gold power, instantly painting the huge statue with a layer of golden light. However, after melting a huge amount of gold, he coated the giant eagle with a layer of light.
Gold paint!
Or the word "lacquer" should be removed, because this time the gold plating does not contain any impurities at all, it is 100% pure gold!
Against the backdrop of the rising sun, the giant golden eagle shines brightly, as if it is swallowing up the heaven and earth!
This unprecedentedly huge statue had just appeared. Mei Xueyan, Xiong Kaishan and other people in the Heavenly Punishment had tears rolling in their eyes. Finally, they couldn't control it and flowed down.
Jun Moxie waved his big hand again, and a large piece of unusually flat stone wall suddenly appeared hundreds of feet high! With a clang, the Yanhuang Blood appeared across the sky, flew out quickly, and drew a fierce sword light across the sky.
In an instant, we arrived in front of the flat stone wall.
As the awe-inspiring sword energy was shot out one after another, stone chips fell like rain. As it slowly progressed, everyone saw that a poem appeared on the iron painted silver hook on the stone wall!
“Since ancient times, all things have come to nothing,
Who can take it easy?
Tears spilled into the sky, a sad hero,
Cover up the history and lament the heroes;
A brother's voice brings a new life,
A thousand years of legends and a thousand years of love;
Even though I have turned into green blood, I still have no regrets,
From birth to death, I am the same as you;
After paying homage to you in this life,
Mountains of swords and seas of fire still embrace each other;
The eagle soul in the sky is always lonely and proud,