God Abuser/C38 Go Back Tomorrow We will be Even Stronger!
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C38 Go Back Tomorrow We will be Even Stronger!

Ye Wentian quietly stood in front of the last Xiongnu soldier. The soldier was still mechanically swinging his broken scimitar, slashing at Ye Wentian's body. When the scimitar cut through the Rainbow White, a layer of frost quickly spread through the weapon and climbed onto the body of the Xiongnu soldier.

In an instant, the soldier could no longer move. He had already been frozen into a crystal ice sculpture and was still in his last position. Ye Wentian slowly spoke, his tone filled with an unresolvable tiredness. "As warriors, you are all worthy of respect. You can rest in peace now. " As soon as he finished speaking, the ice sculpture shattered into powder and flew away with the wind. It scattered into the canyon where blood flowed like rivers.

At this moment, Ye Wentian was standing at the entrance of the canyon. Behind him, corpses piled up like a mountain.

"It's over, my brothers. " Ye Wentian's voice carried a hint of loneliness. It was a kind of sadness brought about by the disappearance of the life around him. He did not dare to look back because he did not know how many of his brothers he had left. He was afraid that when he turned around, he would find that there were not many of his brothers left.

He held the Iron Blood Banner tightly in his hand. The banner could no longer fly. Because it was covered with blood and couldn't be dissolved. The flagpole that was made of steel had been covered with blood and was covered in endless black and deep. It emitted waves of cold air, and every time Ye Wentian waved the flag, After this battle, The number of souls taken away by the flag was close to ten thousand.

The surviving Iron Blood Warriors heard Ye Wentian's voice. They fell to the ground like overdrafted machines. They were lying on the ground with the corpses all over the place. It was impossible to tell which one was the living one and which one was the corpse. There were no wails here. Because other than iron and blood, there were only corpses here. No enemy could still be alive. The canyon was quiet, only the blood river that had not dried up was flowing. There was a subtle sound, it was the sound of life being extinguished.

Grey Wolf had never known that he could feel tired. But now, he knew that he did not even have the strength to lift his finger. His entire body kept trembling. He realized that he could not even lift his eyes.

Tang Niu leaned against the mountain wall. His mind was blank. His body was covered with the brains and internal organs of his enemies. His breath was so weak that it was almost inaudible, but he was still alive.

There were countless wounds on Lo Cangloong's body. Luckily, none of them were fatal. His left eye had become a terrifying hole. He didn't know how he lost his eye. He couldn't even feel the pain. The only thing he knew was that he could still live. He was very lucky.

Duan Tianlei's legs had been completely broken. He knew how he lost both of his legs. It was the masterpiece of the three dying Xiongnu soldiers, but he still crawled to this place. Along the way, he had forgotten how many people he had bitten to death. He only knew that when he bit the throat of the Xiongnu soldiers. . . He would temporarily forget the pain in his leg, and he would have the strength to climb further.

Almost all of the iron-blooded soldiers were heavily injured, but most of them survived. This was thanks to the terrain of the canyon, allowing them to rely on their comrades to push forward. They had to thank their Iron Blood Judge even more. It was because of his existence that they could move forward.

There were almost no complete ones among them, but very few people lost their legs like Duan Tianlei. Most of them lost their arms in the desperate counterattack of the Xiongnu soldiers. However, this was already very important. This would at least ensure that Iron-Blood could go back to the battlefield in the future. Although they were all disabled, they were definitely the most terrifying army. No one could defeat them.

Three days after the battle ended, Ye Wentian stood at the entrance of the canyon, not daring to look back. He just waited there, waiting for his brothers to gather again. He knew that even if he went back to save them, they might not be able to survive. Only they themselves could save them, and they thirsted for life.

In these three days, the Iron Blood Warriors were lying in piles of corpses. They needed to rest. At this time, they had to restore their physical strength as much as possible. Otherwise, even if food was placed in front of them, they would not be able to eat it.

This was a quiet three days, and it was also a hellish three days. The rotting smell of the corpses had reached its limit. The blood had all solidified. Ten miles of the canyon had been filled with corpses, and the ground beneath their feet could not be seen at all. If someone from the outside accidentally barged into this place, they would definitely lose their mind immediately, because this kind of scene might only appear in hell.

"Wentian, we're out. "

Grey Wolf's weak voice came over and made Ye Wentian's body shake. He still did not turn around. "Brothers. . . "

Tang Niu's voice came from behind Ye Wentian. It sounded very weak. "Don't worry. We have basically survived. There should be around six thousand people left. "

"Indestructible! "A loud roar suddenly came from behind Ye Wentian. Although they were all very weak, they wanted to let the Magistrate know that as his brothers, they had survived.

Ye Wentian's shoulder was trembling violently. Everyone knew that the Magistrate had tears streaming down his face. "Brothers, let's go home. "

On the seventh day after leaving the boundless sea of blood. The remnants of the Iron-blood Camp had stopped and rested along the way. Almost every day, there would be brothers who were seriously injured who would leave forever. "Indestructible Iron-Blooded Blood!"

Seven days later, only five thousand people survived. The brothers who had lost their legs were carried on simple stretcher by the brothers who had lost their arms. Ye Wentian ran forward and back from time to time, trying to satisfy everyone's needs. Every day, he would hunt a large number of animals to keep the whole team fed. It could be said that the person who had been the most tired these days was Ye Wentian.

Grey Wolf knew that the reason Ye Wentian ran so desperately was because he thought of his best ability to let his brothers survive. He did not even know where he had gotten more than ten doctors to treat his brothers.

Every Iron Blood soldier had seen what Ye Wentian had done these days. They were deeply grateful to him. It was because of the judge's persistence that they were able to keep so many of their brothers alive. As long as the judge was here, Iron Blood would never be destroyed.

Duan Tianlei had been in a coma ever since he left Boundless Sea of Blood. Every day, Ye Wentian would come to check on his injuries. Ye Wentian felt guilty about the loss of his brother's legs. At the same time, Lo Cangloong's left eye also made him unable to let go of it for a long time.

"Mr Wentian, take a rest! It has been hard for you to run and run these past few days. As brothers, we all feel bad about it. " Tang Niu looked at Ye Wentian's busy figure and couldn't help but advise him.

Ye Wentian turned around and said to Tang Niu, "Mr Niu, I'm not tired. Take a look at what the brothers over there need to eat. I'll go and get them right away. Also. . . Yesterday, I saw a waterfall on the way to find food. We can go there to rest and let our brothers wash up. "

Tang Niu shook his head with a bitter smile. He knew that Ye Wentian was very anxious right now. He wished that all his brothers would recover in an instant. Even if he tried to persuade Ye Wentian, it would be a waste.

Grey Wolf ran back from the front of the group and came to Ye Wentian's front. He whispered, "Wentian, I went to scout ahead and found a team of Xuan Yuan. "

Ye Wentian was stunned for a moment. "How far away are we?"

Grey Wolf looked ahead and estimated, "About twenty miles. "

Ye Wentian felt strange. He had gone at least two hundred miles to find food yesterday, but he did not meet any troops. Today, this troop was less than twenty miles away from them. Obviously, they were rushing. What were they going to do in such a hurry?

"Fraud, are they rushing?" Ye Wentian asked. Grey Wolf nodded in agreement.

"Brothers, let's rest here for a while. There is a group of us, Xuanyuan, on our way. Let's wait here and see if we can get some help. " The Iron Blood Army wouldn't have any objections to Ye Wentian's words. Although Ye Wentian wasn't the commander of the Iron Blood Army, what he said was the highest command of the Iron Blood Army.

Thus, the Iron Blood soldiers sat down and rested on the side of the road. From afar, they looked like a group of defeated soldiers who had lost their morale. Actually, no one cared about military discipline anymore, as they were able to live. It was already a sign of respect from the heavens.

Not long after, a large troop appeared on the official road in front of them. Their marching speed was very fast, and they also discovered the iron-blooded soldiers.

At this time, a young general riding on a white horse rode his horse over arrogantly and shouted in an overbearing tone, "What camp are you from? How could you be so indecent! Who is your commander? Ask him to come and answer. "

What kind of people were the Iron Blood Army? Seeing this guy who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth clamoring, everyone directly ignored him and disdained talking to him.

Ye Wentian frowned and looked at the young general. After thinking for a while, he went forward and cupped his hands, "General, can you send some people to take care of my injured brothers? Some of them can't walk anymore. If you can spare some people to help, I will be very grateful. "

Everyone looked at Ye Wentian with gratitude. He was the famous Iron Blood Judge. What kind of person was he? Furthermore, they all knew that Ye Wentian was a man who would never be swayed by force. Even if he was facing Lee Zhengyang, he would still show his true colors. But now, in order to let his brothers get a better rest, the Magistrate was actually asking for help.

The young general looked at this young man in front of him, who was covered in blood, and felt some disdain in his heart. He coldly harrumphed and said, "Who are you? How dare you answer my question? You are not qualified! Call your commander over! Look at what you are all like! Even if you lose a battle, you can't disregard the military appearance like this! What kind of f * cking camp is this? Are they all idiots!? " He looked at these people's withered expressions and the number of injured soldiers. He directly thought that these were wounded soldiers who had retreated from the front line.

However, he didn't know that it was precisely because of his words that he had triggered the judge's reverse scale.

At this moment, Ye Wentian's entire face turned cold. "Whether the soldiers were defeated or defeated, the injuries they suffered are glorious! What right do you have to judge the soldiers who have returned from the battlefield like this!? And we did not lose either. My brothers are all great heroes! You actually said they were idiots!"

The young general was humiliated by Ye Wentian's snatching and could not help being furious. "What right does a small soldier like you have to teach me a lesson here? So what if we win the war? Such a military appearance has lost face for us, Xuanyuan. When the time comes, I want to report to you that I have lost your military merits. Let's see if you still dare to disregard military discipline like this! "

When the iron-blooded people saw him clamoring at the Magistrate, they unconsciously stood up from the ground. As they stood up, a substance-like killing intent soared into the sky! Anyone who dared to disrespect their Iron Blood Judge would be their enemy!

A few of the old generals on the main road suddenly felt the killing intent in front of them. They were all shocked. The commander in the formation, Chen Jiuxiao, frowned and said, "Why are those wounded soldiers in front of them releasing such killing intent?! Who are they?"

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