Ma Yu felt even closer to Fang Zong, and as soon as they stepped out, she led Fang Zong towards the suburbs.
Barren mountains and plains, utterly uninhabited.
In the eastern suburbs of Qinan City, not far from the city center, there is such a desolate place.
Fang Zong walked unconsciously, but suddenly changed direction without even realizing it, heading further east.
Ma Yu quickly shouted, "Stop!"
"What?"
Fang Zong was puzzled. He glanced at his feet and suddenly gasped, feeling a chill run through his body.
He was walking in a straight line and following Ma Yu, but now he had turned and even separated from Ma Yu.
But he was completely unaware of any of this.
Ma Yu said, "Ahead lies the Valley of the Military Soul. No matter how strong you are, you will leave automatically without any special treasures. Stay with me and don't get separated."
Fang Zong nodded.
I was also very confused.
Military spirit? What is military spirit?
Just as I was thinking this, after taking only a dozen steps, the view suddenly opened up before me.
Below was a valley, where all the stones had been ground into powder and laid out to resemble a stone powder training ground.
Countless soldiers, dressed in various uniforms, encompassing almost all military robes from the past five thousand years, fought each other, their battle cries shaking the heavens!
"They are the spirit of the army."
Ma Yu explained, "Our military spirit is like a ghost, but we have merits and the nation's fortunes help us resist our instinctive killing intent."
These soldiers are different, they…”
At this point, Ma Yu's voice suddenly turned cold: "In the late Song Dynasty, many powerful figures emerged. The last national advisor broke through the obstacles of the nation's destiny and discovered seventy-two valleys of military spirits throughout the country. He believed that military spirits were ominous things and destroyed all seventy-two valleys!"
“Kuo Song?” Fang Zong recalled the Second Princess’s words and asked, “And then?”
"Even the wealthiest people for generations are no better than pigs and dogs; the fall of the Song Dynasty has destroyed my five-thousand-year-old land!"
Ma Yu's eyes were bloodshot as he whispered, "Kuo Song didn't have a military spirit before, so... do you understand?"
Fang Zong nodded slightly.
After hearing all this, he roughly understood.
In other words, as long as the military spirit remains, the nation's fortune will not perish; without the military spirit, the nation's fortune will decline rapidly, leading directly to its demise.
The Grand Preceptor's act of annihilating the military spirits directly led to the downfall of the Song Dynasty. The Grand Preceptor himself must have perished as well. In the subsequent national fortune, the selection of military spirits to maintain their sanity was initiated to serve as guardians of the Military Spirit Valley.
But what exactly is the reason that military spirit is linked to the survival of a nation?
Fang Zong couldn't help but take a step forward. Suddenly, his eyes turned bloodshot, and a surge of heroic spirit rose from his chest and burst forth from his mouth.
A long howl, and blood is burning!
[Battle spirit! This is boundless battle spirit! It is the fighting spirit born from the military spirit that has stirred my patriotic feelings!]
Fang Zong suddenly understood that the fighting spirit generated by the military spirit would spread throughout the country, uniting the patriotic feelings of passionate young people and gathering into the surging passion of the men of the nation!
The spirit of the army will never be extinguished, and the will to fight will never be lost.
Even if it means fighting to the last man, we will still defend our land and protect our territory!
Such a nation will never perish!
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