C6 The Same Stars the Same Life

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Under the starry sky, Shuang Yue saw Xiao Tian off. However, after a long journey, the two of them still could not part.

"Shuang Yue." Don't dawdle. Watch as I go back this time to accomplish a great deed and become the strongest warrior with the strongest North Corner. " Xiao Tian said as he looked at the clansmen waiting in front of him. Good. "You can go." Shuang Yue answered straightforwardly. Xiao Tian left without looking back. The howl of a wolf came from behind him. Xiao Tian looked up at the sky and cried out. Immediately, wolf howls could be heard from afar on the prairie. As if wolves on the prairie had heard their leader's summons, they formed up and prepared to set off.

The sun appeared on the horizon, a group of Barbarian Race troops appeared at the Long Wind Country border, led by Feng Lei and Xiao Tian.

"Father, we have to attack immediately. I took them by surprise. " Xiao Tian suggested. Feng Lei looked at his son and could not help but smile. This battle had already been going on for three years, what kind of sudden change could there be? Forget about this border fortress city, even a few hundred kilometers deep into the Long Wind Country realm had already been completely plundered by the tribes in advance.

"Alright. The city in front of them was called Lutan Castle City, and it had been destroyed by the three large clans, namely Giant, Long Arms, and Full Moon. Even Beast King's elite unit, the Specter Wolves and Dogs of Death, returned defeated. " Xiao Tian really did not expect the Wind Thunder to be so direct. As usual, they would argue for a long time over what suggestions he would put forward. Wu Tie couldn't help but raise his hand, which was now imprinted with the insignia of his clan.

"Wind Whistling — — Wind Whistling!" The cries of the clan members of the Wind Whistling instantly resounded through the skies. Even the garrison troops in the city of Lutan, three miles away, could not help but stand up.

A young general, his armor stained with blood, climbed up onto the city wall and looked north. After half a month, there were no longer any movements here, so it was about time for him to come. However …

The young general looked back at his brother. They were all injured, and there was no way to send them back. This city was called Lutenberg City, and there was no lake at all. It was just a lonely city on a border grassland. But it was in line with the pass on the western side of the pass and an island city on the eastern side of the sea. In name, they had to support each other. With the battle having reached this stage, the distance between the city and the city was at least a hundred miles apart. What was there to talk about? He didn't even have the time to care about his own matters.

The five thousand men he had brought with him had replaced the four hundred soldiers who had been defending the base. There would be new troops in the next six months, and now it was almost a year. Of the five thousand soldiers and horses, only a little more than a thousand remained. None of the contacts he had sent out had returned. What happened back there? Had he been lost long ago? No one knew. The young general only knew that without an order, he could only wait. The only thing worth comforting was that he could support five thousand people in the city for three years. What he lacked the most now was not food, but people and equipment.

The earth was trembling. It was coming, it was finally coming. The young officer looked at the soldier in the corner of his eye and took out his horn. "Howl … Howl …"

Xiao Tian led his tribe as they ran. Ahead of them was a city. No, that was where the glory lay. A warrior's medal. Now, he had to go get it and bring it with him. " "Awoo —" Xiao Tian howled as his tribe raised the big wooden shield in their hands. A rain of arrows rained down, and unfortunately, the soldiers who were shot by the arrows fell to the ground. The soldiers who were hit by the arrows pulled them out immediately, and they couldn't help but look up at the sky.

After five waves of rain of arrows, Xiao Tian led his tribe to the trench below the city. After three years of war, this trench had been almost filled with corpses and bones. Otherwise, quite a number of people would have died in this trial. Xiao Tian believes that his father was a coward to build siege equipment, but reality has shocked him. In a moment of shock, dozens of troops lost their lives.

It had even aroused the fighting spirit of the other members of the Wind Whistling. They rushed to the edge of the city. The city guards didn't have time to react. The men below the city raised their wooden shields above their heads and crouched down. The city guards were also experienced veterans, this was the first time they had seen such a fighting style. Next, a large group of people jumped onto the large wooden shield. With the two of them working together, they jumped onto the city wall.

The Long Wind Country border city walls were all made of earth, and the height of the walls depended on the height of the three Long Wind Country Soldiers. To North Corner s and Barbarian Race s, they were only equivalent to the height of two people. In the thousand years of war between humans and Beast Clan, the general understanding of North Corner was based on strength alone. who would have thought that there were still people from the Barbarian Race who had a special jumping ability.

Suddenly, the defense of the city had turned into a hand-to-hand fight. In an instant, the fighting capabilities of the Wind Whistling Clan were revealed, not to mention that they had the advantage in numbers. More than a thousand humans had been wounded, and Wind Whistling Clan did not even have the time to feel the thrill of war before it vanished. In the entire city, only one exhausted young officer was still fighting.

The young officer was cut once again. He crawled up from the ground and looked at the countless Barbarian Race soldiers standing at the top of the city walls. His body swayed, his hands holding onto the blade tightly, once again he charged towards the Barbarian Race. Xiao Tian appeared in front of him like a ghost, a spear pierced through the young officer's chest. The young human general knew that this was the end. His life and his mission.

The cheers of victory resounded throughout the city. Feng Lei led the army and entered the city.

"Reporting to Patriarch Windthunder, there is still a large stash of food within the city." A member came to report. Feng Lei and Xiao Tian looked at each other and hurriedly left.

"The news of the victory here will be reported a few days later. You will bring a portion of your troops in disguise as the garrison. I will lead the men to the border. for the others to hurry up and move the food back to the hidden areas. " Feng Lei instructed his generals. Father, didn't Beast King say he would speak first? Whoever stole the item would get it. What are you hiding? " "When Xiao Tian saw his father acting so secretively, he became extremely disgusted." Xiao Tian, you have to listen to the Patriarch. "That's right." The others advised.

"We don't need to leave the city at this time. The sky will soon turn dark. It's freezing. Why not stay in the city for the night? " Xiao Tian's suggestion caused the high-ranking officer to look towards Feng Lei. Xiao Tian. "Underestimate your enemy and enter the Underworld with one foot." Feng Lei then said to the commander, "Freeze for a whole night and you'll be fine. The clansmen of the camp will all be alive. "Let's go."

Xiao Tian looked at his father as he led most of the troops away. It was almost dusk. The corpses in the city were almost all cleaned up by the troops. Some of them had changed into the garb of the garrison and were moving around the city. Xiao Tian was still very disgusted by his father's actions, but he started to agree with him more and more.

When his father took in ordinary humans that other clans looked down upon, many of them didn't know what to do until the clan had forged iron, made tools, and made clothes. His father treated Beast King's people with great courtesy, causing the clan's self-esteem to be severely damaged, but from then on, his clan would not be under Beast King's pressure, even if he disobeyed his orders. When his father led his clan to attack everywhere, many clans looked down on them, but the Wind Whistling was getting stronger and stronger.

In the ditches below the city, there was a human warrior who was still fighting even when the last man was fighting. Xiao Tian understood that any living being that looked down on them was destined to be weak. On the contrary, it was powerful because of its spirit and dignity. So it turned out that he had always been opposing his father. That was because he was jealous of his father's achievements. He was obviously that great, but he always hid it with modesty.

In the distance, a group of newly captured horses were galloping over.

"Open the door, I want to see Xiao Tian." The city gate opened, and the person dashed to Xiao Tian's side. Xiao Tian took out a bag of medicine and handed it to him, then he stared at the crowd with a puzzled expression. I don't know either. "I'm going back." The horsemen flew out of the city.

Xiao Tian took the medicine and sat down in confusion. The pain on his butt made him jump up. On his outer thigh, there was a knife wound. Xiao Tian suddenly remembered that this should be left for him by that young general. Xiao Tian smiled as he held the medicine. Then he looked up at the sky and saw that it was filled with stars.

On the borders of the Long Wind Country, in the camp of the Wind Whistling Clan. Time was short, and they built a camp. In this camp, only the outer fences and deer antlers were regular. Inside, there were only groups of three or five people hugging each other. The patrolling team was patrolling back and forth.

Patriarch Feng Lei's tent was made from a few pieces of wood and then covered with a tree branch. Thundering Wind and Thunder were lying on the blanket, looking at the stars in the sky through the gaps in the branches.

Now that the north had been sealed in ice, he remembered the last time this happened. He was still nestling in his mother's embrace, looking at the stars. Mother was very worried that the wind and thunder would not survive that period, so Mother stayed in that season herself. At that time, Thundering's dream of becoming the most powerful warrior of the clan had been to let the clan live on.

In the Profound Sky Continent, although everyone viewed it as worthless, it was a place with an endless amount of mines and possibilities. Storm and thunder have been thinking for many years, the ideal place to settle down. Unfortunately, not everyone in the world has the mind and foresight to do things like wind and thunder. Only when everyone despised it would one possess and develop potential. When everyone's eyes were fixated on it, it would be foolish to fight for it or to fight for it.

Midfield, a place where wind and thunder could only dream of but not reach. How is it now?

The sound of hurried footsteps could be heard as Feng Lei instinctively stood up. "Patriarch, Patriarch Windthunder." "Speak." "There are two groups quickly approaching us from the southwest and southeast of the camp."