I can’t stand the ugly appearance of your clothes that you have lost confidence in. Why are you going to participate in tomorrow’s war like this? How can you defeat the Demon King! If this continues, this will not be our wish but will become ours.
Delusion!" Feng Muran did not affirm his achievements, but continued to inspire people.
"Ah, it turns out that it is like this. It turns out that General Feng is encouraging us. Although he is not usually as kind as General Yinfeng, he is still quite reasonable. No wonder he speaks so harshly." The soldier who had been standing next to him said.
Another soldier beside him said.
"Yes, yes, I just thought about it. After hearing what he said, although I was shocked, all my confidence has really returned. I am fighting for my wife and daughter, and for my happiness.
Home, as long as I think about them now, I feel full of strength and full of confidence for tomorrow's battle!" After hearing those words, another soldier nodded in agreement.
Nangong Yueyao, who was at the door, listened to the whispers of the soldiers, and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth and show appreciation in her eyes, "Oh, Feng Muran, I really have you, this is okay." The originally depressed atmosphere suddenly changed.
Now I feel happy and confident. Nangong Yueyao said to herself and turned around,
, went back to sleep peacefully.
"Okay, let's discuss tomorrow's battle plan. I don't think we should be like this today..." The conversation gradually faded away. Come on tomorrow!
The next morning, the air became tense again. Everyone was ready to go, checking their equipment again and again and checking the strategies discussed last night. The atmosphere was more tense than yesterday because they had failed once and did not want to win again.
The state of faith fails again!
"Kill!" On the battlefield, every soldier is fighting for the persistence in his heart. Although he looks resolute and strong on the outside, there is still a trace of softness hidden deep in his heart, or he may leave something for his long-loved love.
Girl, I plan to go back and marry her home after this war, or leave her to my bedridden mother at home. In the military camp, I am still worried about whether she has taken her medicine on time and whether her body has recovered a little.
They are all fighting for what they care about, fighting with all their lives. So, they must win!
But... although a new plan was made today and the battle was slightly better than yesterday, the casualties were still heavy. Today, both sides were almost injured. Sure enough, is it impossible for a miracle to happen?
In the military camp at night, Nangong Yueyao carefully cleaned her wounds, "Hey, it really hurts!"
Today's war was too fierce, and everyone was fighting at the risk of their lives, so even her little soldier, who was very short and too short to attract attention, suffered a few small wounds, not to mention Feng Muran and the others...
While cleaning the wound, she suddenly thought of the Fourth Young Master Feng Ling. They must have been injured more seriously than herself. I wonder how they were doing. Thinking about this, Nangong Yueyao got up and walked to the place where the Fourth Young Master lived, just like yesterday.
I lay down in the crack of the door and looked, and sure enough...
"Yinfeng, please be gentle!" Feng Muran was shirtless and yelled at Lin Yinfeng who was applying medicine behind him.
"I'm already very young. Who told you to be careless and rush forward when you see someone? You deserve it, you don't even have to worry about fighting!" Lin Yinfeng frowned and cared about him.