Chapter 102 The Red Dream (Complete)

The little sparks slowly fell, and one of them landed in an ordinary countryside in the interior of Daqian.

At this time, several messengers on fast horses were running hurriedly on the road,

Passers-by and caravans were trying to avoid each other, but there were always some scratches, but no one said much.

Because the news from the front line has already spread, although they have defeated the ghost beast clan, the angel clan and the devil clan have already spoken out at the same time.

They have put aside their war with each other and are preparing to go through the violent sea with all their strength. The expedition is about to begin.

Although the Sea of ​​​​Rage is extremely vast and there are many hardships in it, angels and demons have already crossed a sea to Daqian, and large-scale navigation is only a matter of time.

Maybe it will take one year, two years, or even 10 years, but there will be a day, so there is not much time left for them.

If we say that between them and the Ghost Beast Clan, they can still use their numbers to make up for the gap in strength,

So the gap between Daqian, the Angel Clan, and the Devil Clan is as big as the violent sea between them!

What's more, there are two gods on the other side.

The huge disparity makes them despair.

It's not that I haven't thought about surrendering, but if you look at the place in Daqian that was occupied by the ghost beast tribe, there are not even one out of ten people in that place.

All they could do was remain silent.

The pedestrians walked in silence, they wanted to go deeper into Daqian, even though everyone knew that one day, they would be unable to escape.

But everyone hopes that this day will come later.

The merchants also drove their carriages in silence, although people from various big families had issued orders to pool all resources.

Even if they are not optimistic about the outcome of the final resistance, they can only obey orders.

Only in the fields on both sides of the road, local farmers are still working.

A farmer's child looked at the hurried pedestrians on the road and couldn't help but ask his father,

"Dad, they are all discussing, why don't we escape?

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After hearing the question, the farmer still did not put down his work and said while working,

"Exactly, when the farming is busy, what will happen to the crops in the field if we leave?"

"Our family has a weak foundation. Even if we run away, we won't be able to run very far."

"And even if we go to other places and there is no land, what work will we do?"

"Don't think so much. After you finish the things in this small area, go to school quickly and do whatever you have to do. This life will go on."

The farmer's child nodded in understanding, but suddenly said,

"Dad, I had a dream yesterday. There was red everywhere in the dream, but the people there lived very well. They had meat to eat every day, and..."

But before he could finish his words, the farmer interrupted him and said,

"It's really a dream. There is no place like that to work."

After saying that, he continued to work hard.

Farm work is never finished.

While the messengers came and went, he was at work,

When more and more people along the coast were fleeing, he was still working.

When the armies of various noble families passed by, he was also working.

As the days go by, the farmers' waists become more and more bent. Fortunately, in recent years, the entire Daqian has been promoting a technique called the Great Wall of Flesh and Blood.

Although there was no way to fly into the sky and into the earth like other practitioners, it made his body feel much better.

And the crops in the ground, like his children, slowly became taller and taller.

Every time he saw these two things, he felt particularly good.

The child was educated, so he found a good job in a new factory in the town. He would go home from time to time and help the farmers.

The two of them also chatted.

"Dad, I have heard for so many years that the angels and devils have begun to prepare to land, and the front lines are also preparing to fight."

"Many people in the city are ready to escape. Dad, this time it should be true. You should escape too."

In the past few years, there have been rumors every year that the devil tribe and the angel tribe have survived the sea of ​​violence. This time, it seems to be true.

After listening to his son's words, the farmer just frowned slightly, looked at his field and said,

"What about these lands? I think we have been making preparations over the years. I have paid a lot of food."

The son couldn't help but smile bitterly and said,

"Dad, how can you care about these things now? Preparations for this war are not enough. They have gods."

Of course he knew more and more detailed information in the city.

"god?"

The farmer showed a confused look,

"What is God?"

My son was also a little confused. Of course, he couldn't answer this question.

“Listen to what others say, God can do anything.”

"omnipotent?"

The farmer showed a surprised expression this time and said quickly,

"Can we farm the land? How much food do we need?"

The son hesitated for a moment, but thought of what others said, he could do anything, so he returned,

"It should be possible, right?"

But after hearing the answer, the farmer became more and more confused.

"You can get as much food as you need, so you shouldn't have to worry about food and clothing. Why do you want to fight?"

The son couldn't answer this question, and the farmer didn't ask any more. The two sat in silence for a while, and then left.

Time slips away slowly between sowing and harvesting in the field,

But on the road between heaven and earth, more and more troops passed by, making the air a little more tense.

On this day, the farmer was working in the fields as usual. The child, who was already taller than him, walked up to him and said with a bit of seriousness,

"Dad, I'm going to join the army."

This time, the farmer stopped, straightened his bent waist, looked at his child, and then said,

"Can dad go for you?"

The son shook his head.

The farmer looked at his field again, then gritted his teeth and said,

"How about we escape?"

For the sake of his children, he can go to the battlefield or become a deserter.

But the son still shook his head, then showed a smile and said,

"Dad, I also have a child."

The farmer became more and more excited.

"If you have a child, you should run away even more!"

The son said with some seriousness,

"Dad, if I don't fight this battle, my son will fight, and he may not even grow up at all."

"I have to go."

In fact, this is not his only reason.

Over the years, that red dream has become clearer and clearer. It is the most beautiful world there.

This time, he was fighting not only for his son, but also for the beautiful world, but this was the most convincing reason for his father.

Sure enough, the farmer opened his mouth and finally said,

"There is some dry food at home, so take it with you so you don't get hungry on the way."

"Also, take this harvesting knife with you. It will be safer on the road."

The son wanted to say that there would be weapons when they arrived at the military camp, but he still took it.

The farmer said again,

"come back earlier."

The son nodded and left here.

Watching the other person leave, the farmer rarely stopped his work, sat on the field ridge, and asked an old man who was also sitting there,

"What do you mean, God?"

The old man shook his head,

"I don't know, but my kids say it's pretty awesome."

"Can we grow food?"

"That's enough."

"That's of no use. Where are your children?"

"He is a blacksmith, so he shouldn't have to go. However, he hasn't been back for several days."

The two farmers sat together with their waists hunched, chatting, just like two heavy crops.

At this time, on the other side, in a blacksmith shop, a young blacksmith was shirtless, hammering an iron block.

But this is extremely energy-consuming. Originally, he would have to change players after a while. Fortunately, now that he has practiced the Great Wall of Flesh Art, his strength and toughness have increased a lot, and he can sustain it.

The hammer fell on the iron block again and again. Soon a long sword took its original shape, and the flesh and blood Great Wall Art in the body was also consumed. As the sweat flowed on the iron block, a burst of green smoke was stirred up. .

After completing the casting of the embryo, the blacksmith took a short rest before continuing.

At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a young man who looked like a scholar came in and asked,

"Excuse me, are there any weapons to buy?"

The blacksmith shook his head and said,

"there is none left."

The scholar did not leave immediately, but said with a smile,

"Don't you have another one on your wall?"

The blacksmith returns,

"That's mine, and I'm going to the battlefield."

Of course weapons will be distributed in the military camp, but it is of course better to make your own. Sometimes a good weapon can mean a life.

Hearing this, the smile on the scholar's face became brighter and brighter.

"I am also going to join the army. We are likely to be comrades in arms. I still have some time. Can you help me get one?"

Hearing this, the blacksmith glanced at him and said,

"Why would a rich man like you go to the front and die?"

The other party's clothes are extremely luxurious and cannot be afforded by ordinary people.

The blacksmith's words were a bit rude, but the scholar didn't mind and said,

"This time, no one can escape. Of course we have to face it together. What's the difference whether we have money or not?"

"This place is yours and ours."

Hearing this, the blacksmith couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then hummed and said,

"This is a strange idea of ​​yours. Who taught you this?"

The scholar also showed a slightly confused look, and then said with a smile,

"No one taught me, it just came out of nowhere, but I thought it made sense, so I did what I thought in my heart."

In fact, he often has a dream, but it's hard to tell. The truth is learned in dreams.

"What about you? As a blacksmith, you don't have to go to the battlefield."

Blacksmiths, carpenters, etc. who have production skills can all be in the rear.

The blacksmith also returned,

"Some thoughts pop up in my mind from time to time. This is our place, and we can't be bullied anymore."

"It's just that I still think that after this battle, the world will allow people like us to live a better life."

"Since you also have this idea, then we are companions, and this weapon is given to you."

He actually had some strange dreams, but it was hard to say what happened in the dreams.

After saying that, he handed the weapon on the wall behind him to the scholar.

But this time the scholar did not take over, but asked,

"Give it to me, what will you do?"

The blacksmith smiled and raised the hammer in his hand and said,

"I can still use this easily, and doesn't it also have this effect?"

The scholar suddenly showed a smile and said,

"Then you're welcome. I still have some strength. If there's anything I can do, just ask me."

The blacksmith was not polite and said,

"Then you help me turn on the bellows to make the fire stronger!"

Soon, the sound of knocking was heard again in the blacksmith shop.

A few days later, the blacksmith and the scholar went on the road together and came to a recruiting office. Many young people had already gathered here.

After gathering together, we quickly became familiar with each other and started chatting. After all, we are likely to be comrades in arms in the future.

"What does your family do? Are your parents safe letting you go to the battlefield? The front line is not safe."

"I'm a farmer, and I have brothers at home. If my parents don't worry, I have to join them. We can't be slaves to the kingdom."

"My family is also a farmer, so I didn't think too much about it. I just felt that I couldn't be bullied."

Most of the young people are from the countryside, and we all have a natural sense of closeness, but the scholar's dress is a bit conspicuous.

"You are dressed well, why are you here?"

The way the other party dressed, it was obvious that they were not from the same group.

The scholar smiled and said,

"Counting up my family, they are also farming. Just like everyone else, why can't I come?"

"Angels and Devils want us to perish and destroy our country, but they don't know who we are."

"We are all wearing military uniforms, and others can't tell who we are."

"As long as we are like-minded and we have all practiced the Great Wall of Flesh Art, we can exert our greatest strength when we work together!"

Hearing this, everyone else's eyes lit up slightly, and they quickly said with a smile,

"These scholars are still good at talking, like-minded, and speak really well."

"Hehe, that's actually what I think, I just can't say it."

"I asked you to study, but you went to herd cattle."

"Okay, okay, an official is here. Let's be quiet. I hope I can be selected!"

Soon an officer hurried over, took a look at the group of people, and then asked,

"Have you ever practiced the Great Wall of Flesh Art?"

Almost everyone nodded. In recent years, the entire Daqian has been promoting this technique that ordinary people can practice.

Seeing this scene, the officer quickly said,

"You have all been selected to form a separate battalion and be responsible for delivering supplies!"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned. They didn't expect the selection to be so easy. I heard it was quite difficult before.

The scholar frowned slightly. There was only one reason for this situation, and that was the lack of people! Very short of people!

It looks like things are not going well on the front lines.

But before anyone else could think about it, the officer quickly issued the order.

"Everyone sets out to enter the camp immediately and prepare to deliver supplies!"

"Come with me."

After saying that, he turned around and left, and the others could only follow. Then in a panic, he started his military career.

Time flies by, and a month later, in Ming Province, near the coast, a convoy transporting supplies is slowly moving forward.

It's just that everyone's expressions are a little heavy, because the surroundings are in a mess, and there are no traces of people in the villages in the countryside.

It's not easy to encounter a town, but most of it is in ruins.

What they saw most was groups of new recruits heading to the front line, but they rarely saw anyone walking back.

Even though they had only joined the army for a month, they could tell that the situation here was not good, and the mood among the team was inevitably a little low.

The officer also shouted seriously at this time,

"Speed ​​up the pace, our supplies are waiting for us ahead..."

But before he could finish his words, a ray of light suddenly flashed in the sky,

Everyone raised their heads and couldn't help but be stunned, because in the sky, a big wild boar was fighting a shining bird-man with wings behind him!

The big wild boar cursed while beating him,

"Your grandpa, it's amazing to have a pair of wings. Let's see if your grandpa doesn't tear them off for you!"

Hearing this, the birdman couldn't help but protect his own wings.

But the next moment, there was a heartbreaking pain in his crotch!

As soon as he lowered his head, he saw the wild boar stepping on his vital part, and he couldn't help but roared angrily,

"Didn't you mean wings?"

The big wild boar said with a hint of disdain on his face,

"What do you believe in what I say? I'm going to attack your wings now!"

This time, Birdman protected his crotch, and the next moment, there was a heartbreaking pain in the wings behind him.

When he turned around, he saw a pig's mouth biting his wing.

But this time, before he could speak, the pig's head tugged and his wings fell apart!

Then, the long fangs on his nose protruded from his chest, and then there was endless light!

After the opponent turned into a burst of light and disappeared, the big wild boar breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to call out twice.

He was also injured just now, but soon he saw the large army transporting supplies below.

He raised his head instantly and made a fierce look. The way he killed the birdman just now must have been seen by these people.

He must pretend to be this beep,

But at this moment, a dragon roar came from the distance. The big boar curled his lips when he heard the sound.

"There are still several days until the counterattack starts. Why are you so anxious?"

Of course, after all, you still have to listen to what you need to hear. Now that Brother Lang is gone, Dad's temper is very bad.

After taking a look at the team below and letting them remember his majestic appearance, he kept his head held high and left here.

After the big wild boar left, the team transporting supplies came back to their senses and said excitedly,

"What is that? It looks so powerful! He even killed a birdman!"

"Is that the god I did?"

"Really? Does Daqian also have gods?"

While everyone was talking about it, the officer quickly said,

"That's the God of War Hu Hai. He has killed countless birdmen. Don't delay and send the supplies to the front quickly!"

"Remember, when you see this kind of light in the future, you must run away in advance..."

Before he could finish speaking, a stream of light lit up in the distance again.

The moment he saw the light, the officer shouted tremblingly,

"Disperse! Run away!"

After shouting, he took out his weapon and rushed towards Liu Guang.

But others were still hesitant. They had finally transported the supplies here, and they didn't want to give up just like that.

But during this moment of hesitation, the stream of light had already arrived in front of him, and it was another bird-man with wings,

When he saw this team, he waved the lightsaber in his hand and left here.

But that sword light was heading towards them!

The officer at the front only had time to shout before he was drowned by the sword light, and the entire team behind him was destroyed almost instantly!

In the blink of an eye, the lively team just now became dead silent, leaving only the sound of supplies being burned.

After a while, a figure slowly got up.

Looking at the mess around me, I couldn't help but shout,

"Is there anyone alive?"

But after a while, no one responded. Just when he was a little disappointed, a voice came over,

"Help."

The figure hurriedly walked over, moved a collapsed vehicle frame, and pulled out two people.

I quickly went to check other places, but there was no one alive anymore.

The three of them looked at me and looked at you in silence for a while, and one of them said,.

"They are all dead, what now?"

Another person looked at his companion next to him and said,

"You read the most books, what do you think we should do?"

The scholar looked around, suddenly his eyes lit up slightly and said,

"There is a truckload of good supplies there. Do you want to send them to me?"

The other two looked at each other and quickly gritted their teeth and said,

"Then send it."

"It's just that all our weapons seem to have been destroyed. We only have one knife in our hands, which is usually used to harvest crops."

They are only responsible for delivering supplies, and most of their weapons are usually placed on the frame, which makes walking easier. Only those soldiers who are responsible for escorting will carry weapons with them.

But just now they were destroyed by the birdmen in the sky.

Another person said dullly,

"I only have a hammer in my hand."

The scholar said with some seriousness at this time,

"I only have a pen in my hand, but as long as we are still together, we will definitely be able to complete this task!"

After saying that, he stretched out his hand. The other two laughed and also stretched out their hands.

The three people stood up with support and walked towards the front line with the cart of supplies!

Walking on the road, I saw more and more corpses around me, and some people had already turned into bones.

They instantly understood why the material camp was so short of people.

But after seeing it, they still immersed themselves in pushing the supplies forward.

Birds with wings flew overhead from time to time, and they would lie on the ground and pretend to be dead.

Keep walking towards the front line all the way!

They didn't know how long they had been walking, but when they saw more and more birdmen glowing in the sky, they knew they were not far from the front line.

Just looking at the majestic appearance of those birdmen in the sky, with the cutting knife in their hands, the young man couldn't help but say,

"Where are our people? Where are our things going?"

They had walked so far that they didn't even know where they were, and the apprentices under their feet had long been reduced to pieces of scorched earth. This was the mark of being bombarded by the birdmen, and not even a single figure was left.

They all doubted whether all the troops on the front line were dead.

The young man holding the hammer in his hand shook his head, he didn't know either.

Without the guidance of the officers, they didn't even know where to send the supplies.

The scholar also frowned slightly.

Just when the three of them were at a loss what to do, streams of light suddenly appeared in the distance.

The three of them couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. With so many birdmen, they couldn't even escape.

The three people looked at each other, and the scholar gritted his teeth and said,

"Even if you die, you still have to give them some color."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand, and the other two people did not hesitate. The three people's hands were intertwined again,

Then at the same time, he activated the Great Wall of Flesh Art in his body, and bits of energy began to gather, eventually forming a faint ray of light, ready to be emitted.

But they all knew that such an injury might not even be able to break Birdman's skin.

Their numbers are too few.

But even so, they still have to launch their own attack!

At this time, the birdman in the sky was getting closer and closer, and a thin black line also appeared on the ground.

That was a combined army of countless angels and devils!

The scholar took a deep breath and said,

"We are strong together!"

After saying that, the three people released all their power at the same time, forming a dull light blade.

All three of them knew in their hearts that this light blade would probably be shot down by the opponent before it even got close to the birdman.

Then comes their death.

But they have no regrets.

When they were preparing to launch, suddenly the three of them felt an extra hand behind their backs at the same time, and at the same time a steady stream of power surged over them.

The light blade in their hands is getting brighter and brighter!

Without any time to think, the three people released the light blade.

This seems to be a signal,

At the same time, countless light blades emerged from behind them and flew towards the sky!

The birdman at the front was instantly torn apart!

The three people looked behind them in astonishment, only to find that there were rows of soldiers behind them, putting their hands on each other's shoulders, passing on their strength.

The patches of scorched earth beneath their feet were filled with holes.

Countless soldiers emerged from the hole, their hands were also intertwined, and they released the blades of light towards the sky!

After taking care of the birdmen in the sky, all the soldiers took up their weapons again and passed by them like a tide,

Kill the allied forces of angels and demons in the distance!

At the same time, a dragon roar was heard in the sky!

A huge black dragon emerged from the clouds, along with several small dragons and a big wild boar, fighting the bird people in the air.

Countless magic techniques intertwined together, bursting out with dreamlike colors, but they all knew that it was like hell inside.

The deafening shouts of killing made the three of them feel like they were in a dream!

Just as the three of them were in a daze, an officer came in front of them and said with a slightly strange expression,

"You actually transported the supplies to the front line! It's really hard for you."

"Okay, your mission has been completed, you can go back."

This is the front line of their battle. I didn't expect anyone to transport supplies here.

After hearing the officer's voice, the three of them came back to their senses and said slightly excitedly,

"Let's go too!"

They are already here, and they just want to go to the front line to fight for life and death!

The officer shook his head and said,

"The front line is a battlefield, and the rear is also a battlefield. Without your supplies, this counterattack would not be possible."

"Go back and make more preparations. This war has just begun."

"And unlike the battle with the Ghost Beast Clan, the real battlefield is at the rear! I can only leave it to you."

After saying that, he led the people and rushed towards the front line.

Seeing this scene, the young man holding the cutting knife and hammer in his hand couldn't help but want to rush over.

They wanted to join the front line, the magnificent battle, but they were held back by the scholar.

Both of them looked at the scholar with some confusion.

But the scholar just looked at the warriors at the front, using their own flesh and blood to form city walls to block the coalition forces of angels and devils.

Then he said complicatedly,

"The fighting there has already begun, and we don't have time to join in."

"But they are right. The battle behind is equally important. We want more people to understand the situation here."

"The blood on the front cannot be shed in vain."

"For us, the back is the front."

The young man holding the cutting knife and hammer couldn't help but frown slightly and said,

"We don't talk about these big things."

Although they have read books, they are not good at it.

At this time, the scholar showed a smile,

"I once had a red dream. In the dream, there was a man named Brother Lang who taught me some principles. I can tell you."

Hearing this, the other two young people couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and said at the same time,

"I've had a dream like this too!"

The scholar couldn't help being stunned for a moment, but the smile on his face soon became brighter and he said,

"Then tell this dream to those who have never had it."

The other two people nodded, glanced at the cruel front line, and said with some worry,

"So can they win?"

The scholar looked up at them at this time, and then said calmly,

"If we can win, they can win."

After saying that, several people left here. They wanted everyone to know about this red dream.

This war is ongoing...

(Complete book)