Chapter 155
Although the streets are dilapidated, they are spacious, and the houses on both sides are old but tall. You can vaguely see the atmosphere of Zhongzhou Xiongcheng in the past.
But no matter how majestic the city is, it can't withstand forty years of wind and sand, forty years of wind and frost swords.
This city is old, old, and what is older than this city are the elders in the city.
The trees are walking along the long street, and as far as the eye can see, there are countless white-headed old women, a few children, and disabled veterans who cannot go to the battlefield.
For forty years, the young men in the city were the only source of supplementary soldiers for Dayan's remnant army, and they were almost extinct.
The women, children, old and young were disheveled, thin and old, and looked no better than the poor victims Qiao Mu had seen in Nanzhou in the past.
But this shouldn't be like this.
This is the hinterland of Zhongzhou, only a few days' journey from the capital of Emperor Yan.
Zhongzhou was originally a fertile land with abundant water, grass, cattle and sheep, so why did it turn into a hundred miles of desert?
After the crowd.
The storyteller looked at the lonely city in front of him from a thousand miles away and sighed in his heart.
He had heard many secrets behind the alien war from Captain Haisi Yuanhai.
In fact, this isolated city is not the main battlefield of the alien war.
A great monk with profound cultivation can turn the sea into mulberry fields, the plains into desert, and an army of 100,000 mortals to be wiped out.
If the main battlefield was in this isolated city, how could this city still stay?
Forty years ago, a hundred thousand troops did not defend an isolated city and fight against aliens.
Because mortal walls are of little significance to immortal cultivators who have the ability to fly to the sky and escape from the earth.
But later on, the stranger seemed to have changed his mind and turned the attack into a trap. He set up a large tracking formation in the desert, trapping the remnants of Great Yan's army and the soldiers and civilians of this isolated city, unable to escape.
In the past forty years, trapped in such a vast desert, the soldiers and civilians in the city have spent a lot of effort just looking for water and food, and working hard to cultivate livestock.
"What on earth did the nine great immortal sects want to do back then?" Qianliyan frowned.
"They could have killed an army of 100,000 people, but they didn't attack by force... And the function of this immortal gate formation is probably not only the magic of illusion, but also soul arresting, right?"
Although he possesses powers, the clairvoyant is still a mortal and cannot understand the intentions of the immortals.
"Can't it be intentional to torture mortals? I guess not." The clairvoyant thought hard.
At this time, as the trees walked further and further away, the crowds on the streets were getting bigger and bigger.
There were more and more pedestrians on both sides. They stared silently at such an old man who had returned from the desert, and for a moment they didn't know how to react.
Only Mujian Sanren Lu Yanbei hesitated for a moment, with a look of doubt in his eyes.
"Destroying the Immortal Army? Why have I never heard of such a thing?"
Lu Yanbei is a foreign warrior like Qiao Mu who came to this isolated city a year ago.
It's just that the Great Flame in his memory was already in a precarious state and was exhausted. Where did the Immortal Defeating Army come from?
In one year, can the imperial court conjure up an army capable of conquering the Immortal Sect?
As an informed outsider, he was suspicious, but others in this isolated city were not.
After the initial confusion, this lonely city was already boiling.
"Soldiers of Dayan, you came too late! Why did it take so long?" The old woman whose husband and son died burst into tears.
The residents of this isolated city have imagined countless times in the past forty years that the imperial court would send reinforcements into the city, but no matter how they imagined it, they could never imagine it would be like this.
The old woman thought that she would step forward to question and angrily scold the old man who claimed to be a veteran of Great Yan.
But he is too old, which makes people feel uncomfortable scolding him.
This old man looks quite old, estimated to be at least eighty or ninety years old. Perhaps in this isolated city full of white-headed soldiers, there is no soldier who can match his age.
It must not be easy for such an old man to reach this isolated city... But if Dayan really has reinforcements, and there are really thousands of men, how can they send such a veteran who is older than them?
Young children rushed to tell each other, and a disabled veteran walked over with a cane, following the sound of people, wanting to take a good look at this soldier from Dayan.
For the young children in the city and all the young and middle-aged people under the age of forty, Dayan is just a legend, just a legend passed down orally from the elders.
All you can see is a vast desert, nothing but yellow sand, no reinforcements and no great flames.
The young and middle-aged people in the city are curious in their hearts, while the older people in the city are filled with sadness, excitement and excitement.
It's not like they haven't seen outsiders before.
Lu Yanbei stood among them and fought side by side with the old soldiers in the city for a year.
But the nature of this matter is different. It is very different from when Lu Yanbei and other martial artists entered the city.
The martial artist Lu Yanbei only represents himself.
And Qiao Mu is a soldier, claiming to be the commander of ten thousand soldiers of the Immortal Defeating Army, and claiming that he will bring tens of thousands of reinforcements.
He does not represent himself, but represents Dayan.
How can this not bring tears to the eyes of the elders in the city?
Among the crowd, a one-legged, white-haired veteran holding a walking stick walked tremblingly in front of Qiao Mu.
He put down his crutch and stood in front of Qiao Mu with one leg. With tears in his eyes, he bowed his hands and saluted Qiao Mu:
"Dayan is marching to the Western Army's Hussars Camp. All members are reporting and paying homage to Shangfeng."
There was no one or a horse behind him, only the wind carrying yellow sand on the street blew his empty trousers.
"I would like to ask Shangfeng, it's Dayan's troops. Are they really coming back?"
I have been alone in the desert for forty years, and my father has been waiting for his return.
Holding back tears, he asked the envoy when the Sixth Army would really arrive.
Qiao Mu's expression did not change, but he held the spear slightly tightly.
"Yes, Dayan's army is coming, very soon." He puffed up his chest silently, his eyes becoming more determined.
Although what he said was a lie, he knew that at this juncture, he had to act confidently.
"Dayan's army is coming back. We and the Immortal Defeating Army will definitely break through this desert and take you home."
Old people kept coming up among the crowd and asking questions one after another. And he kept talking to the veterans in the crowd, repeating the lies he just told.
"Yes, Dayan is always here."
"There are people holding on to the isolated city, and there are also people holding on to other places in Kyushu."
"Reinforcements are coming soon, but it is not easy to enter the Immortal Gate Formation. It will take some time."
"The Great Flame has failed you in the past forty years, but after today, it will not happen again."
"From now on, the burden of these forty years will be borne by my generation's Immortal Defeating Army."
He was greeted by women, children and old soldiers all over the city. Walking in the middle of the avenue, a tiger-like figure walked out, like a general returning in triumph.
Chapter 183 Light a Fire (3k
The soldiers and civilians of the isolated city were trapped in this city, and their lives for forty years were completely gone. All they could see was the vast sea of sand.
Today, an old man entered the city, which almost made the city boil, leaving him in a state of serious illness.
As he walked through each street, soldiers and civilians shed tears.
He walked through half of the city, and the sky was filled with joy.
Hai Siyuan has been following Qiao Mu. When he witnessed the reactions of the soldiers and civilians, he was filled with joy and a touch of sadness.
Qiao Mu entered the city alone, bringing new hope to the city and giving a glimmer of light to the lives of the soldiers and civilians in the city who had not seen the light of day for forty years.
But Haisiyuan knew that this hope was false after all.
The three hundred old soldiers are exhausted and cannot hold the city for too long, and neither the soldiers nor the people in the city... If there is no hope brought to them by the foreign trees, when all three hundred old soldiers are killed in battle, That's when the whole city is in despair.
In this desert, hope is something more precious than gold.
If there is hope, people will run forward.
Even if it's false hope.
Just looking at half the city's cheers and half the city's bitter tears, Hai Siyuan felt mixed emotions in his heart.
Qiao Mu is willing to cooperate with him in such a scene...but where is the real Dayan?
When he was thinking about this, Qiao Mu had already arrived at the military camp in the city.
The military camp was tall and spacious, and was used as a refuge by the soldiers and civilians of the now isolated city. Many residents gathered again, so this was also Qiao Mu's last stop.
In the military camp, he kept repeating promises and lies to the old and young in the city, making the old cry and the young laugh.
But as more people followed Qiao Mu, there were some doubtful voices after all.
"Dayan's reinforcements are finally coming, but why is it an old man here?" someone in the crowd asked.
"I don't have a problem with the veterans... After all, our city has been defended until now by the old soldiers of Dayan. Without the old soldiers of Dayan, we would not be alive today."
"But he is too old. If there really is an outside reinforcement force that dares to challenge foreigners, then why would an old man be allowed to be the vanguard?"
This skeptical voice caused everyone to nod in approval.
After the initial joy and excitement, they began to re-examine the old man in front of them.
The city is full of white-headed soldiers and old people are everywhere.
But arbors are different.
The age of his current physical body is as high as 109 years old. Not to mention within this isolated city, even in the entire Jiuzhou, there are countless people.
He is too old.
The old soldier in Gucheng is probably only half his age, and he is considered a young man compared to Qiao Mu.
Although civilians could not tell Qiao Mu's specific age, they guessed from his appearance that he was at least eighty or ninety years old.
Then here comes the problem.
What kind of army would allow an old man who is at least eighty or ninety years old to serve as a pioneer and enter this hundred-mile desert where resources are scarce, water sources and crops are barren?
This is a logical loophole. After a moment of recovery, many people thought of this.
"Do you think I'm too old? Can't bear the responsibility of being a pioneer? Is there something fishy?"
Qiao Mu looked at the suspicious looks of many people in the military camp and smiled slightly.
This suspicion is reasonable.
If you want to make the soldiers and people in the city believe that he is really a reinforcement and not an actor recruited by Captain Hai, you can't just say it with your mouth.
After all... Qiao Mu doesn't have an official seal, and he hasn't stayed in Dayan's army or official circles for too long. If he doesn't set up his character properly, his secret will really be exposed.
If the secret is exposed, it will be self-defeating, and the fighting spirit of the soldiers and people of this isolated city will probably fall to the bottom.
Thinking of this, he lifted up his body, his figure blurred in place for a moment, then he jumped up into the sky and jumped onto the military camp's general commanding platform.
Even though he was in full view of everyone, his figure was like a ghost, reaching the extreme.
This skill of Hidden Shadow Step Qinggong, which has been perfected, is really good, making Captain Hai and other Dayan veterans say it is wonderful after seeing it.
"But why is he showing off his Qinggong martial arts? Is he trying to show off his fists in front of the soldiers and civilians?" Captain Hai was suspicious:
"An individual's martial arts, no matter how high it is, is only like that."
"For example, Mr. Lu Yanbei, the wooden swordsman, is old, but he has profound martial arts and swordsmanship, but so what? It is ultimately useless."
When Hai Siyuan was suspicious, he saw Qiao Mu standing on the general selection platform, clearing his throat, secretly using his internal energy, and his loud voice was like thunder, spreading to the ears of the people in the military camp.
"Are you curious why an old man like me, half of my body buried in the ground, is the vanguard?"
"Are you curious about the changes in the past forty years, and what the outside Jiuzhou looks like now?"
"Do you think that even if Dayan sends out another 100,000 elite troops now, what can it do? Even if we cross the desert today to rescue the soldiers and civilians of the lonely city, what are 100,000 troops in front of the aliens? It's just a replay of the tragedy of forty years ago!"
After these words were spoken, the people in the entire military camp were silent. Obviously, what Qiao Mu said was exactly what they thought.
Captain Hai was also speechless.
It was his sudden idea to find Qiao Mu to act, and he really didn't think about it carefully.
The gap between immortals and mortals is too great. The Great Yan Dynasty does not have the strength to challenge the nine major immortal sects. How can it save people?