Li Si stood in front of his five companions, bowed deeply and said: "Daniu, Xiaoman... I will always remember you. The people above have abandoned us, but we will never abandon each other. From now on, this
There is no longer a person named Li Si in the world, and this person will disappear forever. I will never work for them again!"
After Li Si buried the five people, he turned around and disappeared in the Khyber Mountains. No one knew that an earth-shattering battle was going on here; no one knew that China's leading army had ceased to exist in name only at this moment.
No one knows that there is still a remnant of this disappeared army.
A strong wind blew up, the light breeze blew waves of sand, and the sunset filled the desert, making people feel sad.
A desolate figure walked staggeringly in the desert, his figure covered by the wind and sand. Li Si's eyes looked straight ahead. In his eyes, there was no road, and in front of his eyes, he had lost his life.
Color. Where is the future? Where is life? Where is the road?
The familiar song seemed to be ringing in my ears again:
The barefooted woman, the white-robed mage, and the long sword that scratched the fingertips were engraved with heavy oaths.
Gray pupils, slender ears, an exiled prince, a counterattacking dynasty, overlapping continents, shouting heroes, and a proud heart.
The wheels of history are rolling forward. The road revealed is the road paved by the God of destiny.
Become a king and defeat the bandits.
Behind the black six-pointed star, command and conquer are written;
Behind the six-pointed star of light, survival and resistance are written.
In the dark sky, the clouds lowered over the mountains.
In the misty palace, the sun wheel is forever spinning messy and intertwined threads.
A young man struggling in vain, a youth burned with blood.
Memories that are unbearable to mention, debts that will eventually be repaid.
White horse, red dress, silver armor, Valkyrie;
Sing, cry, pass by, the Northern Lights.
Use the farthest direction as your monument, and the vast world as your tomb.
The goddess opened her eyes to look at that person's cheek.
In the distant black forest, who guides the unknown road.
Good and evil, disputes, corpses fill up the ravines, and blood overflows the river banks.
At the end of life, that wall turns out to be called sigh...
The patter of rain has washed the earth, but what is left in the end?
Whose life passes by in a hurry, and who stays in the years forever.
Who am I? What is life?
What is belief? And what is will?
When the radiant light bloomed from my feet, who was singing that song from the distance?
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Two years later, at the Huainan City Railway Station in China, a strong figure walked out of the station carrying a backpack. His eyes were full of excitement. After countless hardships, he finally returned to this former land.
He watched this familiar yet unfamiliar scene excitedly.
"Brother, where are you going? Can I give you a lift?" A taxi driver looked at Li Si with a familiar accent from Huainan City.
"I..." Li Si opened his mouth and said hurriedly: "I'm going to the power plant community!"
"Oh, let's go to the power plant community, let's go, five yuan is enough!" The driver immediately opened the car door for Li Si.
Li Si hurriedly stepped on, the driver ignited the engine, started it, and then rushed out quickly.
