"Where is this? How did we get here?"
"Master Chen, this is within the Great Wilderness territory."
"???"
"Listen to me, Master Chen, that day after you fell asleep, a spatial rift suddenly appeared in mid-air and sucked us and the spirit beasts in. When I woke up, I was in this desolate land."
"And what about spirit beasts?"
"Don't you think you're funny? Of course, you should grill it."
"..."
Ding Bu'er slowly recounted his experiences over the past month.
After being sucked into the spatial rift, the two arrived in the Great Wilderness Realm. Because Shen Zhao was unconscious, Ding Bu'er could only find a car and drive him aimlessly towards the civilized area.
Just three days ago, a Northern Barbarian cavalry unit stopped them, beat them severely without saying a word, and then led them to join the large convoy escorting supplies.
The laborers responsible for escorting the supplies were all civilians captured on the border of the Great Yin Dynasty.
Shen Zhao carefully scanned the crowd around him, then glanced at the fully armed cavalry in the distance, and immediately realized that the Northern Mang was planning to invade the Great Yin.
However, to Shen Zhao's surprise, Yu Xiyan has only been on the throne for a little over a year. According to the original history, there were still two years before the Mang tribe invaded Dayin and the two countries began their decisive battle.
Could it be that this time I did not follow the path set by the system, thus triggering a butterfly effect and changing the timing of the war between the two countries?
As the flames of war ignited and battles broke out, Shen Zhao, a former war god, knew what this scene before him would mean.
Countless lives were lost meaninglessly in pools of blood, like blades of grass, and countless families were torn apart.
Children will lose their parents' embrace and become orphans; wives will lose the pillar of their families and be in tears every day; the elderly will send off their children, and all their sorrowful tears will have dried up.
However, in this life, knowing that war is about to break out, Shen Zhao feels that everything is no longer related to him.
"Master Chen, now that you're awake, let's make a run for it!"
Ding Bu'er said cautiously.
"With your strength, one punch is no problem for you."
A smile unconsciously appeared on Shen Zhao's lips as he looked at Ding Bu'er and said, "Master Ding, you are now at the seventh level of the Body Tempering Realm. It wouldn't be difficult for you to leave me behind and go on your own, would it? Why have you been staying by my side all this time?"
Ding Bu'er said, "To be honest, Master Chen, I have had this thought, but we're in the same boat as you, so how could I bear to leave you alone?"
Speak like a human.
"I don't know the way, how am I supposed to run!"
Shen Zhao, with an "I see" expression, continued to survey his surroundings.
Just as he was pondering how to deal with the group of Mang soldiers who had left so casually, a little girl of about seven or eight years old, with a dirty face, handed a bowl of hot porridge to Shen Zhao and said timidly, "Uncle, are you awake? My mother asked me to bring this. Please drink it quickly, it's hard to be hungry."
Looking into the girl's innocent eyes, and then at a woman and child in hemp clothing nodding to him from afar, Shen Zhao couldn't help but gently stroke the girl's head.
"Uncle isn't hungry, you eat."
Suddenly a furious shout rang out: "You bastards, who told you to stop? You're asking for death!"
Immediately afterwards, a sharp, whistling sound rang out as a barbed whip fell from the sky.
Just as the girl closed her eyes, her face contorted in pain as she awaited the whip's attack, the expected pain did not come.
When she opened her eyes, she saw Shen Zhao gripping the whip tightly as it was being swung down, his eyes coldly fixed on the ferocious face of the Mang warrior.
"you……"
Crunch~
The Northern Barbarian warrior uttered his last word before being punched by Shen Zhao, sending him flying through the air, spinning 350 times before crashing to the ground and turning into a bloody mess.
Ding Bu'er covered the girl's eyes with his hands first, saying repeatedly, "Be good, listen to me, don't look."
The commotion quickly attracted the attention of the Mang soldiers, and hundreds of riders rushed towards Shen Zhao, frightening the civilians escorting the supplies so much that they squatted down and dared not make a sound.
"Little sister, go to your mother's place, your uncle wants to stretch his muscles."
Shen Zhao patted the girl on the back, then twisted his neck. Facing the menacing alien cavalry, he calmly picked up the wine flask and drank a mouthful of spiritual wine.
"A bunch of cowardly bullies! We've slaughtered you nine times and you still haven't learned your lesson, so let's do it a tenth time."
Just as Shen Zhao was about to resolve these troubles, suddenly the sound of galloping hooves came from afar.
"It's the government troops! The government troops have come to rescue us!"
Someone in the crowd saw the bright "胤" (Yin) character flag and immediately recognized it as the Hantian Army, a border force of the Great Yin Dynasty.
"Kill!"
At the command of the middle-aged general in the lead, three thousand iron cavalrymen swarmed forward.
The Northern Mang cavalry were momentarily taken aback, but quickly recovered and charged towards the Yin Dynasty's border troops.
The battle lasted for more than an hour. The Mang tribe cavalry, leaving behind five hundred corpses, abandoned the captured civilians and supplies, and fled in panic into the desert.
Seeing that the enemy had retreated, the border general immediately dismounted and bowed to the people kneeling on the ground who were kowtowing to him, saying, "Brothers and sisters, I, Yue Qing, am a step late and have startled you."
"Thank you, General! Thank you, General!"
Upon hearing this, the people were overjoyed and wept tears of joy.
Shen Zhao did not make a move, but simply stood in the crowd and silently watched the scene unfold.
"Gentlemen, please follow me into the city first. The barbarians will surely return, and we should not stay here for long."
Upon hearing this, the people immediately abandoned their baggage and followed the Hantian Army toward the nearest Hanyuan Pass.
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