This was not the first time Ye Qinghan had heard of Yichen Valley. The so-called morning in Yichen Valley was nothing but a joke at this moment.
The earth and mountains were cleaved by visible sword marks, and the so-called valleys looked as if they had been split open by a sharp blade.
Here... there is no dawn, and there is no distinction between day and night.
The apostles' cries never ceased, and the war continued unabated.
Currently stationed here is the 26th Heavy Armored Unit of the Wang Army, the vanguard unit under the current commander of the Wang Army, ordered to defend Yichen Valley. Once the battle begins, the average survival time for ordinary soldiers is only an hour or two...
This is the front line of defense. The land is black, the sky is black, and even during the day, lamps must be lit in the military tents.
It was drizzling, and the black earth had become muddy and difficult to traverse, but Ye Qinghan and her companions still chose to land and move forward because they had discovered a camp.
There are about seventy people in the camp here, and there are probably hundreds of such camps scattered like beans in Yichen Valley.
Li Shiyao stood blankly outside the military tent, watching the soldiers resting against the trees in the distance.
The so-called warriors were not like Lord Gu Ai's elite troops, who were tall and strong; most of them were quite thin and small...
The warrior in front of me looked to be no more than thirteen or fourteen years old; he was a boy and not even as tall as the Godslayer Greatsword he was holding.
The armor was incomplete, just as the Valkyries described, pieced together from the four people, because they had not been issued armor and weapons when they arrived.
The huge holes in the breastplate made people wonder if it still had any protective function. The burrs on the holes, like those left by a cut, had torn open the young soldier's skin and exposed his dirty "tender flesh".
His lifeless eyes stared blankly in Li Shiyao's direction, his gaze passing through Li Shiyao as if looking towards his hometown.
Beside him was a half-empty wine bottle and wild vegetables stained with black broth. He ate the vegetables like scallions, then swallowed them with the remaining strong liquor. That was considered eating.
After doing all this, he continued to rest. He was just an ordinary soldier, and his superiors didn't expect him to be of any use.
Li Shiyao really wanted to ask him what he was thinking or why he came here, but even if she spoke, he wouldn't be able to hear her.
Children like this are not a minority, but the vast majority.
After all, there weren't that many elite soldiers. The so-called hundreds of thousands of troops were just children from poor families.
Men, women, the elderly, and children, regardless of location or age, anyone who can pick up a sword must rush to the front lines.
To put it bluntly, what Li Shiyao saw was not the invincible heavy armored force described in the text, but a human wall that looked like cannon fodder.
These things are not visible in the inner city; the battle reports are nothing more than cold, hard numbers.
The so-called four words, "total annihilation," are actually a fierce battle amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood, a massacre of ants by the apostles.
"Shiyao, let's go, we still have things to do."
"Hmm... I'm here, Senior Sister, wait for Shiyao."
Black figures moved swiftly through the forest, shouting out orders to be carried out, their communication even suppressed by the listeners...
Even Ye Qinghan couldn't imagine how such a war could be won; it was tantamount to throwing an egg against a rock.
No matter how many eggs you have, you can't break a stone.
They had fought against the apostles, but without the strength of a Nascent Soul cultivator, they couldn't harm those hunters at all.
To escape alive, one must at least possess the strength of the Foundation Establishment stage, and most of these people are farmers or children, mortals who have never embarked on the path to immortality.
This is suicide!
But when the massive, mountain-like Ripper slowly emerged from the forest, Ye Qinghan and his companions were stunned...
This...
this......
Even if it were the four of them, they probably couldn't guarantee they could kill this apostle...
They knew that the size of the apostles varied from person to person, but could a person really fight against something as large as a small mountain?
"Senior sister, Shiyao wants to... help them..."
"If possible, we'd probably have to figure out how to get out of here alive first..."
In an instant, flames filled the sky. Chu Youwei had already said that the Rippers were merely leading the way, while the real army of Apostles followed closely behind...
The apostle merely passed by, yet the earth shook and the battle seemed to have been decided. How could mortals possibly kill such an enemy?
Just then, as the four of them felt some sympathy for the children, the sky was suddenly illuminated by blazing flames of retribution!
A woman with the same hair color as Xiao Ai, wearing the same fiery red dance dress as Shangguan Rou, floated above Yichen Valley!
What she holds in her hand is the power of judgment, a weapon capable of cutting down all things in the world, which Shangguan Rou calls the Wind-Singing Blade. However, in this world, it is known as the Angel of Atonement.
That is a raging flame that can punish everything and burn away all the evil in the world!
As the woman unleashed her full power, the temperature in Yichen Valley rose accordingly, as if the ground beneath their feet was burning, and the scorching air stung their lungs when inhaled.
"Senior sister, this..."
Ye Qinghan's expression remained calm.
"This is probably what He Guang meant by 'full-drive liberation.' You can understand it as them suppressing their cultivation levels normally..."
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