Given his current strength, eliminating the vulnerable Li Yu would be an easy task.

But Lu Fan immediately dismissed the idea. With his talent and potential, he wouldn't stoop to such low-level tactics.

Moreover, he arrived just in time during the fierce battle, and after this incident, Li Yu no longer harbored any hostility towards him.

Seemingly influenced by Wang Tianzhao's love of battle, Lu Fan's heart also underwent some changes, and he began to look forward to facing Li Yu at his peak again.

"What? Lu Fan, do you want to come with me?" Li Yu greeted Lu Fan as he approached.

Li Yu never expected that Lu Fan would leave Qingcheng, which he ruled.

I never expected that he would come to help me.

Lu Fan's lips curled slightly upward, revealing a faint smile, and he gently shook his head.

"Li Yu, I'm just here to remind you not to forget to participate in the Central Plains Championship."

Lu Fan was very clear about the competition that Zhao Deyang had mentioned, and he was going to participate in it himself.

Lu Fan wanted to see which of these so-called genius super ability users from the Central Plains could compare to him!

He was just looking forward to fighting Li Yu in the championship, which is why he specifically came to remind him.

"The Central Plains Championship?" Li Yu asked, puzzled, clearly hearing the term for the first time.

"You'll find out soon enough once you enter Zhongzhou."

Lu Fan didn't explain much, but simply turned around, waved to Li Yu, and then used his special ability to quickly leave.

Li Yu stared blankly at Lu Fan, who had just finished speaking and then suddenly turned and left.

He felt there was something fishy about this day; it seemed like everyone was acting strangely, saying inexplicable things to him.

At that moment, under Ma Yuanbai's command, everyone had already moved all the bodies of the refugees who had sacrificed themselves together.

Li Yu put all his doubts aside, looked solemnly at the refugees on the ground who were willing to sacrifice themselves for him, took a deep breath, and solemnly gave the order:

"Build a mound with piled stones."

Upon hearing Li Yu's order, the refugees quickly scattered and soon gathered all the stones of various sizes around them.

Piling up stones was the highest honor bestowed upon these refugees after their deaths.

As time passed, the pile of stones grew higher and higher, layer by layer.

When the stones reached the seventh layer, the refugees stopped what they were doing and stood quietly to the side.

Looking at this simple yet significant stone mound, the refugees all showed a trace of sorrow on their faces.

Ma Yuanbai was the first to break the silence in the crowd, reciting the names of the fallen refugees one by one:

"Zhang Qian, Zhao Song, Li San..."

With each name read aloud, the atmosphere among the refugees grew increasingly somber.

Ma Yuanbai's voice trembled slightly as he continued:

"They gave their precious lives!"

Ma Yuanbai paused deliberately for a moment, looked around, and then shouted loudly:

"But! Their names will be forever etched in the history of the Wanderers' League, and their contributions will be celebrated by everyone in the League."

“Starting today, their families will enjoy the highest level of treatment from the Homeless Alliance.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Yuanbai raised his arms and shouted:

"May their spirits live on forever!"

His voice echoed across the empty battlefield.

The crowd joined in, shouting in unison:

"May their spirits live on forever!"

Only Li Linglong, standing beside Li Yu, looked at the corpse under the pile of rubble with a look of regret.

She really couldn't understand why Li Yu didn't make use of these people who had just died, turning them all into zombie variants to increase the team's strength.

Although Li Linglong was full of doubts, she was afraid that Li Yu would dislike her because of this, so she didn't dare to ask any more questions. She just stood aside, blinking and watching silently.

After everything was over, Li Yu turned around, waved his hand, and led the group of refugees behind him to continue their westward migration without looking back.

It was from this moment on that Li Yu truly regarded himself as the leader and chief of this group of refugees.

The group continued on their way, and before they had gone far, they saw countless trucks speeding towards them, brushing past them.

Each truck was loaded with soldiers from Central Plains, and the trucks were rushing towards the Central Plains defense line.

With the arrival of reinforcements from Zhongzhou, the crisis on the Zhongzhou defense line was completely resolved.

The attacking Eternal Flame Alliance soldiers seemed to have received orders at that moment and all began to retreat.

Everything returned to calm.

Amidst the piles of corpses beneath the Great Wall, a refugee, covered in blood, staggered to his feet:

"Thank goodness! I'm still alive!"

More people nearby struggled to their feet from the pile of corpses.

We won!

"We actually made it through..."

"Zhongzhou has won!"

Excited shouts came from outside the Great Wall.

They were originally a group of people who were forced to gather at the foot of the Great Wall without passes.

Of the large population now gathered at the foot of the Great Wall, only a handful remain after the fierce battles fought along the Central Plains defense line.

Even so, being able to survive is already a stroke of luck amidst misfortune!

Everyone who survived was filled with excitement, because they knew how precious their lives were.

They were all forcibly conscripted to participate in this battle.

Before the war, a commander from Central Plains had made a promise:

If the battle is ultimately won, these people who were temporarily conscripted will gain the precious qualification to enter Zhongzhou.

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