Chapter 6138 He... came

ten big characters!

Plus the signature name!

A total of thirteen characters, just carved on the wall.

Even with the baptism of years and the passing of time, the inner wall is mottled and peeling, and these thirteen characters are gradually covered by dust, and are also mottled and blurred.

But.

From it, Ye Wuque can still feel the... domineering and heroic spirit coming at him!

Silver hook iron painting!

Sharp!

Especially the signature name, there is a kind of sky-high splendor and domineering.

In a trance, Ye Wuque seemed to travel through time and space, and saw his father standing under this wall, using his finger as a pen, with a trace of respect, and wrote these two solemn and solemn words.

For a while, Ye Wuque seemed to be a little crazy!

But from the outside, there was no difference.

At this moment, no one could understand Ye Wuque's mood at this time!

Excited! Excited! Happy! Admiration! Happy! Missing!

Endless and complicated emotions exploded in Ye Wuque's heart, even causing his clenched palms to tremble slightly.

His impression of his father was only the vague back in his memory, the tall and majestic back he saw when he opened the letter from Uncle Fu in the past! He

had never really seen his figure clearly, let alone his father's handwriting? ? He had never seen it before, how could he recognize it?

However, at this moment, from the moment Ye Wuque saw these thirteen words, Ye Wuque was directly sure that these were the words left by his father!

There was no mistake!

Ye Wuque didn't know why he was so sure, as if it was an instinct, an unquestionable confirmation.

This, perhaps, was the strange blood connection between father and son!

"Father, really came here!"

"He had also set foot on this outpost in the past, and even left this line of handwriting."

Ye Wuque's emotions surged, but he tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart and forced himself to stay calm.

The old soldier never died! He

just gradually withered!

Ye Wuque also understood the meaning of these two sentences in an instant...

When his father wrote these two sentences, he had a trace of respect from the bottom of his heart.

Veterans who have experienced hundreds of battles, they are willing to sacrifice their lives. Maybe their bodies will fall, but they have never died, because their spirits are still there, always there, always encouraging and protecting those who come after them!

Just like the lonely city in front of him.

Just like all the white-haired soldiers he just saw!

Aren't they the best portrayals?

At this moment, Ye Wuque gently closed his eyes. He seemed to have a vague understanding of why his father left such a sentence in the past.

The old captain who had been staring at Ye Wuque on the side, at this moment, saw Ye Wuque gently close his eyes, and the depths of his turbid eyes finally burst out with a brilliant excitement! !

Ye Wuque's reaction proved that he was not wrong. This young man must know Ye Zhengrong. His temperament, appearance, and figure are similar. Perhaps he is Ye Zhengrong's... descendant! !

But at this moment, the old captain's eyes suddenly condensed, as if he thought of something, and then understood something. The excitement in his eyes immediately faded slowly, and the words that were about to blurt out were slowly swallowed back into his stomach.

"Old captain, are you okay?" The deputy captain who had been following closely couldn't help but speak again.

The old captain didn't speak at this moment, but just looked at Ye Wuque deeply again.

Ye Wuque also felt the old captain's gaze at this moment, but he could feel the changes in the old captain's mood more.

There seemed to be some kind of tacit understanding between the two.

Then, the old captain closed his eyes again, slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and when he opened his eyes again, his turbid eyes returned to their former calmness and unpredictability.

"I'm fine..."

The old captain spoke slowly, his voice was old, but he no longer trembled as before.

Seeing that the old captain seemed to have returned to normal, all the veterans finally breathed a sigh of relief, and one by one they returned to their seventies and eighties, and some began to cough again.

But at this moment, many veterans also looked at the two sentences on the wall and asked casually: "Old Captain, what's the matter with you? Why do you keep pulling this young man here to read these two sentences? He just saved all of us!"

"But then again, everyone has been curious all along, who is this 'Ye Zhengrong'?"

"Although I have little education, I feel very touched by these two sentences, and I am very moved when I read them!"

After an old soldier asked curiously, many veterans immediately showed the same curious expression.

"Yes, these two sentences have been there since I first came to the border and became a new soldier. At first, I thought these were the two sentences left by you, the old captain, and I thought your real name was 'Ye Zhengrong'! But you are not called this name!"

"Deputy Captain, do you know?"

Hearing this, the deputy captain also shook his head, and he also looked at the old captain with some curiosity, because he didn't know either.

Or say!

All the white-haired soldiers on the entire frontier didn't know who the "Ye Zhengrong" who left these two sentences was, and the only one who knew seemed to be the old captain.

But on weekdays, the old captain was serious, and all the white-haired soldiers were full of awe and love for the old captain. Although they were curious, they would not ask about this matter specifically.

Taking this opportunity, everyone finally asked.

What's more, the old captain directly pulled Ye Wuque to read these two sentences, and asked what the relationship between this young man and Ye Zhengrong was, which also aroused everyone's curiosity. The

old captain, after hearing the white-haired soldiers' questions, his turbid eyes moved slightly, and he seemed to glance at Ye Wuque again.

And Ye Wuque, at this moment, also looked at the old captain, his eyes fixed on him.

The corners of the old captain's mouth seemed to outline a faint and comfortable arc that was not easy to detect, and then he spoke directly!

"Ye Zhengrong!"

"This is a stunning, invincible... a peerless genius!"

The old captain gave such an evaluation as soon as he opened his mouth, which immediately made all the white-haired soldiers more curious and shocked.

At this moment, the old captain's old face also revealed a deep and distant reminiscence!

"That was a long, long time ago..."

"At that time, I was already at this border, and these damned demons were always there, and the attacks and harassment at that time were much more fierce than today."

"The soldiers at the border, like you, risked their lives and fought the demons to the death!"

"But at that time, the demons were powerful, and their power was even more terrifying and unbelievable. They accumulated terrible power and launched a fearless charge against our border! No matter how many died, they continued to make up for it!" "And the situation at that time was

even more cruel."

"Now, what you can see before the border is endless mist, but at that time, it was a... sea of ​​darkness!"

"Endless sea of ​​darkness! Submerge everything, sweep away everything!"

Hearing this, the white-haired soldiers who were originally listening to the story became solemn, even with a hint of disbelief.

They have fought here for a lifetime.

Facing the "mist of darkness" for a lifetime, they naturally know how terrible the mist of darkness is.

But according to the old captain, a long time ago, there was actually a sea of ​​darkness!

How terrifying would that be?

How could the mist of light be compared to an entire dark sea?

The old captain seemed to be lost in memories, and at this moment, a fiery look slowly emerged in his eyes.

"I will never forget the despair and misery of that time!"

"In the Nether Sea, even terrifying demons at the level of 'Demon Marshals' condensed. Their power is endless. One Demon Marshal is enough to easily kill almost half of our soldiers at that time, which is countless times more powerful than the demons!"

"And there were as many as... five such Demon Marshals at that time!"

"Five Demon Marshals! We were completely desperate at that time. Although we had already sent out beacons for help, the reinforcements were still on the way, no matter how fast they were. How could they arrive in time?"

"We can only pay with human lives!"

"However, in the face of terrifying demons at the level of Demon Marshals, human lives are of no use at all. They can only stop them for a moment."

"A Demon Marshal, as long as there is enough time and he is not afraid of sacrifice, can almost forcibly capture the border!" "

And there were five Demon Marshals, God knows how desperate we were at that time?"

"And at that time, the 'Nether Sea' was still there, and the strength of the demons condensed was even stronger than it is now, not to mention the Demon Marshals!"

"Of course, there were a lot of gatekeepers at that time, and there were reinforcements."

"But even so, we couldn't stop them!"

"We really couldn't stop them!"

"Countless soldiers risked their lives and went all out to fill their lives, but there was no way! At the level of the Demon Marshal, we are really full of despair!"

"We even thought there was no hope anymore, and the outposts were about to fall in our hands!"

At this point, the old captain's voice also revealed a deep sigh, as if he had seen the battle from a long time ago again! It

was extremely tragic!

Flesh and blood flew everywhere!

The comrades around him died one by one.

At this moment, all the white-haired soldiers felt the same way and sighed when they heard it, because they are like this now!

But the next moment, the sadness and sigh in the old captain's eyes were replaced by a brilliant... spirit!

"But!"

"At the most desperate moment! The moment when he was ready to sacrifice his life at the border!"

"He... is coming!!"