Hundreds of thousands of people in the city stood quietly on high-rise buildings and watched several trains coming from outside the city.
This day.
The train quickly entered the city carrying the corpses of many soldiers, with the blood of the soldiers flowing.
This day.
One hundred thousand soldiers from Caoshan Camp safely transported millions of tons of grain to Grass City at the cost of annihilating their entire army.
This day...
This day...
Very far away, yet very close.
The entire city of Grasse was peaceful. Everyone was watching all this quietly, with tears falling uncontrollably.
This day.
The soldiers in the city cried loudly, and Shao Feng even roared endlessly: "Stop the train!"
Boom boom boom!!
Starting from the last train, it took half an hour for all the trains to stop.
Shao Feng led his brothers to open the carriage, and found that millions of tons of grain were intact.
The blood of the soldiers has stained the outer packaging of the food red.
Yang Xin led the remaining 20,000 soldiers to withdraw from the outside of the city. The city gate was closed. The remaining 20,000 soldiers lay motionless on the ground. Some soldiers slowly closed their eyes and could no longer open them.
.
Some soldiers were exhausted.
Some died of serious injuries.
Yang Xin, who was covered in blood, walked towards the trains tremblingly and shouted: "Help!"
The soldiers have moved into action, frantically looking for anyone who is still breathing.
However, these warriors have fallen and they can never stand up again.
Everyone in the city stared blankly at all this, not knowing what they were thinking.
"Sister Xin, none of the 100,000 brothers were spared, they all died in the battle!"
"Sister Xin, there is no one alive!"
"Sister Xin, the food is intact. Millions of tons of food have been delivered safely. They have completed this task."
"Sister Xin!"
"Sister Xin!"
Countless screams rang in Yang Xin's ears, but Yang Xin could no longer hear them. She fell to the ground. After seven days and seven nights of fighting, Yang Xin could no longer bear it and passed out.
...
Yang Xin seemed to have had a dream.
A very long dream, in which she dreamed of many people.
She dreamed of the brothers at Caoshan Camp.
These brothers were saying goodbye to her, telling her that she must persevere, not let down their hopes, and that she must restart a new era and create a new home.
When Yang Xin woke up, it was already the next day.
Shao Feng was standing outside the door waiting.
"Shao Feng, come in." Yang Xin sat up from the bed and said.
Shao Feng walked in from outside, but he didn't dare to face Yang Xin squarely.
Shao Feng said: "Sister Xin, the people have received food and have filled their stomachs. For the time being, we no longer have to worry about the food crisis."
"I exchanged the lives of 100,000 soldiers for these 100 tons of food." Yang Xin cried and shouted.
"This food is priceless." Shao Feng lowered his head and replied.
Yang Xin's face was filled with tears and her whole body was in pain.
Shao Feng took a deep breath: "Sister Xin, you are the future of this city. The sacrifices of our brothers cannot be in vain. We still have a long way to go. Next, we must continue to work hard."
Yang Xin walked down from the bed tremblingly, opened the window, and looked at the huge shadow in the sky.
Yang Xin drew out her long sword, pointed it at the sky and shouted: "I, Yang Xin, swear to God, if I don't destroy you, I will be ashamed of my 100,000 brothers in Caoshan Camp!"
"Hahahaha!" The human face formed by the shadow in the sky began to distort and let out a series of weird laughter.