In the years of exile in the Eagle Flag Army, the black bones covered with old wounds were the most painful ones. One arm and one leg were disabled, unable to hold things, it was difficult to walk on the road, and the cheeks were penetrated by the Free Shooter. Most of the tongue was cut. Eating without smell, and drinking a sip of water leaked out of the cavity on the cheeks. Life was worse than death.

However, Mo Gu may be the happiest one. She tried her best to protect the Eagle Flag Army during her service career and used everything she had. Now, it is the turn of 800,000 Eagle Flag Army comrades who were exiled to protect her.

Can't hold things in your hands? It doesn't matter, brothers, I'll help you get all the work done.

Can't hold the spoon? It's okay, everyone takes the turn to feed you.

You can't walk on the road? It's okay! We carry you, we are your legs.

It doesn’t matter if you are hungry, thirsty, or sick, everyone saves money to support you.

This is the reward from the Eagle Flag Army to Mo Gu. She used to protect them, but now they protect her. Even if the years of exile are painful and dark, they are willing to give Mo Gu a last bit of light.

Among the 800,000 exiled Eagle Flag Army, Mo Gu was the first to follow Leng Yuan, and the only seven generals of the Eagle Flag. Her childhood was the growth history of the Eagle Flag Army. For these soldiers who were deprived of everything, Mo Gu is the mark of an era. The dense scars on the body record the glorious past years and are the spiritual beliefs in the hearts of every soldier.

When the enemy attacked, the Eagle Flag Army was completely disintegrated, like a sand dune swallowed by huge waves, but everyone thought of Mo Gu and rushed towards her single house from all directions.

In fact, Mo Gu had long been rescued by the first group of Eagle Flag Army who arrived, but everyone didn't know that he was still running towards hope and died on the road to hope. But no matter where they fell, it would always be a road to faith.

At this time, when Feng Yun raised his hands, all the soldiers who rushed to Chang'an City saw this scene. They originally stretched out their hands to try to attract the attention of the Immortal Army so that the Immortal Army's sharpshooters could protect them, but at this time, everyone put down their hands and even squatted down, making the ink bones in the air the only focus.

On the Chang'an City Tower, Luo You looked down from a high place to overlook the battlefield. Naturally, he could see the ink bones held in the air at a glance. Her body was as petite as ever, with scars of old wounds everywhere, and a penetrating wound of her shoulders bleeding. She had already fallen into a coma, and was so fragile that she could blow away in the bitter fishy wind.

Luo You looked at Mo Gu, his eyes were so deep, as if he had penetrated the past years. His relationship with Mo Gu was not good. At first, the swords and swords were facing each other, and there was no experience of fighting side by side. Until later, neither of them was a friend, had no intersection, and they were like strangers.

But so what?

Time is the most cruel force, time has withered everything. Although Luo You is still a teenager in appearance, he has actually seen half a lifetime. If it were an ordinary person, he would be in the twilight years. In the twilight of life, all grudges, love and hatred are the past. The only important thing is the old friends who come with you, not only because they know each other, but also because they record your memories of the past.

At Luo You's age, many things have become indifferent and no longer important. He will keep moving towards his goal. In this process, if an old friend is with him, warming a pot of hot tea at dusk and setting sun, and telling stories about the past that they know each other, it is the most comfortable thing in the wind and sand of this desert.

However, looking at the old friend who was held up in the air, Luo You felt that his hand was so heavy that he could not stretch out his hand because there was an airtight wall in front of him, from the wall of the royal capital. Before the official instructions came, no one was allowed to enter the capital. This was an order, and it was an order threatened by Luo Wei.

"Please... General Polu! Save her!" Feng Yun, holding the black bones, had already shed tears. Several companions squatted in front of him. He stepped on the backs of his comrades and stood higher, as if this would be closer to the hundred-foot city wall in Chang'an. "You can not open the door, you can not let us in... We all know that you have difficulties... But please, you just need to take her away. As long as you can take her away, even if you watch all of us die here, no one will blame you!"

As soon as Feng Yun finished speaking, a violent commotion suddenly came from the crowd behind him, and horror sounded one after another. When he turned around, he saw a torrent of steel shining with the cold light of death in his eyes...

The one who attacked the Eagle Flag Army's position just now was a demigod body transplanted with binge-eating cells, which were just a batch of test items to test their power. At this time, the main force of the Cross Church arrived.

"Boom!!!" The overwhelming knights, the burning divine seal gathered into a flame between their eyebrows, tearing the night into pieces, and the golden scorching light illuminated the galloping war horses under them. Every step they took would crack the ground. Thousands of knights charged with earth-shaking and sky-shaking. Giant cavalry rifles shining with bloodthirsty and cold light lined up, forming a meat grinder-like charge line. The golden-edged black cross flag on white background shocked in the bitter fishy wind, indicating that this was the top elite Prussian brigade of the Teutonic Knights.

"Go back to my lord!!!" When the Prussian brigade burst out with a feverish battle cry and rushed into the Eagle Flag soldiers at full speed, at least 10,000 Eagle Flag soldiers disappeared directly. Their bodies turned into the most primitive fragments under the meat grinder-like rifle. Various residual limbs were flying in the sky with short screams, and the flesh and blood dyed the white-backed black cross flag into scarlet colors in an instant.

The terrifying impact force directly caused the Prussian brigade to break into the formation, with corpses everywhere, some were directly shattered by guns, and some were trampled into the soil by war horses. The city of Chang'an turned into a sea of ​​blood.

The charge was over, but the killing was not over. The knights of the Prussian brigade threw down their heavy cavalry and pulled out the knight's sword that was born to fight close together at their waists. They chopped the unarmed Eagle Flag Army soldiers like butchers entering a slaughterhouse. Occasionally, the Eagle Flag Army evolvers tried to fight back, but all the offensives were dissolved by the body-protecting divine seal gold cremation, and then they were cut into the most primitive flesh and blood by the sword.

Feng Yun held Mo Gu and squeezed into the crowd desperately, his eyes shattered and yelled at the Chang'an city wall: "General Polu!!!"

On the walls of Chang'an, the dead flag was ripped away by the fishing storm.

"General..." Hongying's eyes were red, and her nails were trapped in the flesh because of her tight grip. She said sadly, "Do you really want to see you die and refuse to save me?"

Chu Fan walked to Hongying, shook his head and told him not to say anything. He silently looked at Luo You's lonely back and whispered: "Don't force him, he's more painful than you now."

There was no response from the Chang'an city wall. Only the dense sound of artillery fire was trying to attack the church knights like a tide. However, under the protection of the divine seal, the gold fire and the heavy armor of the knights, the firearms were minimal. Only heavy fortress can cause personnel damage, but this efficiency was minimal.

The overwhelming knights completely trapped the Eagle Flag Army to death under Chang'an City. The former elite of the empire turned into fish and meat at the slaughter. There were high walls in front and cavalry behind. They could not fly forward or retreat. Many soldiers at the edge were even squeezed out of the desert. The moment before they fell into meat paste, their wish was to become a free bird in this life.

Feng Yun, who had not received a response, closed his eyes, but opened it again after a moment. There was no darkness in his eyes, but a prairie fire. He grabbed his companion closest to him and shouted in the loudest voice of his life: "Human ladder!!! Up!!!"

The companion was stunned for a while, subconsciously glanced at the black bones in Feng Yun's arms, and finally reflected on it. He grabbed his comrades beside him and shouted to them: "Human ladder!!! Up!!!"

The comrades also understood and shouted to the people closest to them: "People's ladder!!! Up!!!"

Man ladder, upward.

The simple four words spread in the Eagle Flag Army in the most primitive word-of-mouth transmission, and finally reached the ears of every soldier.

Twenty minutes later, a scene that shocked the entire Chang'an Immortal Army happened.

The densely packed soldiers of the Eagle Flag Army began to gather together, and the group of soldiers who were close to the city wall squatted down, letting their companions step on them on them. The soldiers who stepped on them squeezed out a slope, and then let the soldiers behind them step on them, forming a new slope, and stacking ladders repeatedly.

There was a sacred craftsman named Futu in ancient times, which tells the story of mortals who are unwilling to be trapped in the vast world and use the power of all ages to forge a tower of towers that are intended to ascend to heaven.

It's just a myth. Everyone who has heard the story will tell it this way.

At this time, hundreds of thousands of Eagle Flag soldiers gathered together and formed a flesh-and-blooded human ladder to climb towards the Chang'an city wall. After bearing the weight beyond the limit, the soldiers at the bottom twisted their flesh and blood, broken their bones and collapsed without saying a word. Even though they died, their bodies still became part of the human ladder and became a stepping stone to hope.

More and more people are being trampled to death, but more and more people are constantly climbing on corpses, a few meters, dozens of meters, dozens of meters... More and more corpses, the slope formed is getting thicker and thicker, and the ladder is getting higher and higher.

To the height of Chang'an's city wall, it is as insurmountable as the desert chasm. But at this time, the Eagle Flag Army turned into a ladder to reach the sky with its own body, climbed to the edge of the Chang'an city wall, and broke through the insurmountable chasm with the power of mortals.

Feng Yun climbed the ladder with his dead or alive companions and climbed to the top. He was still quite far from the city wall, but when he stood on tiptoe and lifted Mo Gu to the highest point, Mo Gu's body was already supported on the guardrail of the city tower and placed it in front of Luo You without any hesitation.

At this moment, dawn had passed, and the sun rose from the horizon, dispelling the darkness, telling the world that this was a new life, and the glow sprinkled on Mo Gu's petite body, as if lit up her whole person, becoming the only one in Luo You's sight.

Feng Yun raised his head and looked at Luo You through the gap in the guardrail. He grinned and said meaningfully: "General Polu, take her... We have just a few wishes."

800,000 Eagle Flag Army, some people fell on the way to rescue Mo Gu, some people fell on the way to protect Mo Gu, and some people became a ladder to ascend to the sky after their death. Their deaths were different, and their deaths were different. But in Luo You's eyes, he saw 800,000 people stretching out their hands to him at the same time, and 800,000 hands held Mo Gu together, holding her in front of him...

Under the attention of the generals of the Immortal Army, Luo You trembled and stretched out his hand, covered in the rising sun, penetrated the bitter cold wind, and finally touched the old friend he had known for 42 years, holding her in his arms...

Feng Yun finally showed a honest smile, and the glow of the rising sun reflected into his pupils, illuminating the purity of a child. He knew that it would be okay for him to die or live next.

However, this purity was brutally shattered in an instant.

Luo You had just caught Mo Gu, but before he could hold on, the sound of breaking through the air came without warning.

"Swish!" The arrows carved with cross-patterned lines tore the sun, penetrated the gaps in the guardrail, and penetrated Mo Gu's neck, tearing the artery and bringing a piece of blood. The huge penetration force continued to flow into Luo You's heart, melting the blood of the two together.

The desperate cold began to spread in the heart. Luo You stared blankly at the ink bones that were shot through the neck, his eyes trembled, and he looked stiffly in the direction where the arrow was shooting.

In the distant cross church position, Hoan Risen, dressed in the papal feathers, stood in the glow of the rising sun while riding a unicorn. He held a hunting bow made of sacred silver in his hand, maintaining his targeted movement. He quickly relaxed his hand and handed the hunting bow to his servant, facing Luo You, and drew an elegant cross on his chest with a smile.

Feng Yun looked at everything that happened in despair, and the fire of hope in his eyes was shattered in an instant. Then, the knight impact line of the Cross Church finally affected the human ladder, completely breaking the human ladder like a knife. All the living or dead people fell into the abyss together...

"Cough...cough..." The heartbreaking coughing sound recalled Luo You's consciousness. He looked at Mo Gu in his arms. Mo Gu coughed blood helplessly, his eyes dissipated, and the color of life passed quickly in those dark eyes. The arrow was completely rushing to death, directly piercing through the aorta of the neck. The blood could not be covered, and no one could save her.

"Cold... Cold..." Mo Gu stretched out his pale hand, grabbed Luo You's sleeve in a trembling manner, coughing blood and saying helplessly, "I... cough... I'm so cold..."

Luo You's body kept trembling in the cold wind. He had never been so panicked. He hugged Mo Gu in his arms at a loss, blocking the cold wind for her, and using his body temperature to warm her. From the more swallowing sound, it can be seen that Luo You's emotions were no longer controlled. He said tremblingly: "No... It's okay... I'll keep you warm! Be good, I'll hold you! This way I won't be cold..."

The moment Luo You finished his words, he obviously felt Mo Gu gently put his head into his arms. Luo You felt weak and helpless on this girl for the first time. The short time was infinitely longer at this moment. If possible, Luo You really hoped that it would be longer so that he could come up with a way to save Mo Gu.

However, the reality was so cruel. When Mo Gu's body trembled for the last time, there was no movement again.

Mo Gu died, and died at the end of hope, bleak and sad. Just like in the past life, this world seems to have never been gentle to her. In the end, she died in the arms of an old friend she had known for 42 years. In this desolate and chaotic world, this may be the last luck.

With a long hug and a long silence, Luo You kept holding Mo Gu, as if he wanted to call her back with his body temperature, but this could not be done.

Luo You's hands couldn't help trembling, and he placed Mo Gu's body on his legs, carefully helping her pull out the arrow from her neck. His movements were very light and he did not tear the penis. He didn't want to bring more scars to this bruised body.

The generals of the Immortal Army watched all this silently. The powerful generals who came out of the war only felt dark and dark, and their hearts were irritated. Some even closed their eyes and did not dare to look at them directly.

"Hongying." Suddenly, Hongying heard Luo You's call and responded, thinking that there was something to do.

"Rapur." Soon, Luoyou called out the second person, but strangely, Rapur is not on the city tower now, and his size is impossible to climb up the city tower. Rapur is on standby in the city and cannot hear Luoyou's call.

"Frost wolf, Yingqi, Jiang Wulong, Yanhu..." Luo You kept calling out his name. Some of the people who were called were present, and some were waiting in the city like Rapur. Finally, the generals of the Immortal Army realized that Luo You were not calling them, but clicking on the general!

100 names represent the 100 strongest battlefield players with the strongest combat power of the Immortal Army. After the generals were finished, the red umbrella as red as fire appeared in Luo You's hands, twisted and transformed into a dark black iron as dark as an abyss. Under the blessing of strange energy, it revealed a cold light that was even scarier than blood. Countless mysterious patterns entangled Panqiu were wrapped around the sword like a poisonous snake, and finally all gathered at the end of the blade and condensed into a blood prison!

The howling cold wind blew wildly, and the blood wings behind Luo You opened up, and suddenly entered the bloody form. When Luo You raised his head, everyone finally saw his face clearly. The red eyes kept flowing out of sad tears, penetrated the bitter fishy wind and the desert wind and sand, landing on the Cross Church position like an evil ghost, landing on the smiling Ho Anlison, and finally said two shocking words: "Crush to the Form."
Chapter completed!