The north wind is howling, flags are fluttering, and the sound of firecrackers is still heard in the distant city.
"boom!"
"boom!"
The sound of the salute overwhelmed the howling of the cold wind, and festive red smoke exploded in the sky.
On the Great Wall in the North, Lin Fan walked towards Kadan and other representatives of various ethnic groups with a smile, and said with a smile: "Happy New Year, happy New Year."
"Happy New Year," the orc Cardan said respectfully in the awkward Daxia language, "I heard that today is Daxia's New Year, and we came here specially to pay our New Year greetings. We didn't bring many gifts, so I'll accept them." .??.
"I'm interested." Lin Fan smiled and said, "Daxia has also prepared some gifts for you. Thank you for your hard work this year."
"It's not hard work. We have made money from this year's cooperation. We should thank you." Cardin smiled gratefully.
joke.
Through this year of cooperation, the development of orcs and other races has been witnessed by everyone!
There are schools, factories, roads, and hospitals in our own plane!
The food we eat is no longer raw meat and blood, but delicious dishes invented by humans!
And what they do is just help Daxia work, and the key is that they also provide food and housing!
At the end of this year, I have had a free year, without spending a penny, and I can still bring one or two mobile phones home to celebrate the New Year!
It’s a huge profit!
Isn't this Daxia supporting them?
Lin Fan: "..."
For a moment, Lin Fan felt a little guilty.
It is true that Daxia helped these planes build roads, build schools and factories.
But in fact, the roads were built to better extract mineral resources from them, the schools were built to train skilled orcs to work in Daxia, and the factories were built to make full use of the orc labor force and perform preliminary processing in resource production areas.
As for providing food and accommodation...this orc is a good hand at work. Although it is difficult to do technical work with a limited IQ, in terms of physical work, one is as good as ten workers, so eating more is nothing!
What's more, the orcs have no material desires other than food and shelter. Shang Weitian, a big unscrupulous businessman, keeps his wages extremely low. With the money he saved for a year, he can buy a second-hand mobile phone and a few large packages of Daxia nationals.
I went home satisfied with the second-hand rags and steamed buns. If you behave well, you will be given a second-hand air conditioner... In other words, it is worth less than a year's worth of fodder for a donkey. It is more capable than a donkey, does not get sick, and is easy to feed.
It is completely used as an optimized version of Donkey.
In the end, Cardin was so grateful to himself.
Is this a win-win?
Lin Fan felt the terror of Shang Weitian, this abominable Zhou Bapi, orcs and other races are so honest and honest, but they still bully others if they are not smart enough...
I heard that Shang Weitian is still giving lessons to the orcs all day long, such as "Don't ask how much the boss pays you, ask more about what contribution you can make" and "I've provided you with food and accommodation. In fact,
You should give me money, Daxia is already very kind", and "Are you working for Daxia? You are working for yourself! We are comrades fighting against the gods together. If Daxia is better, you will be the same.
Well, if Daxia loses, you will be finished."...
The orcs coaxed each of them to work harder than the other one. He was obviously four or five meters tall and could work as hard as five of them. He worked hard for a day, but his salary was not even a quarter of that of an ordinary worker in Daxia, but he was still happy all day long.
.
"Daxia has also prepared gifts for you." Lin Fan smiled and pointed under the city wall.
next moment.
Cardin's face changed suddenly, and her voice trembled: "What do you mean, you, are you going to destroy us?"
Under the city wall, 70 million soldiers gathered together!
The god-killing mechas were arrayed quietly, and the five-hundred-meter-tall terrifying behemoths reflected their luster in the cold wind!
The disciples lined up quietly, and the dark shadows of sea beasts stood in the pure white ice and snow.
The atmosphere is chilling!
This is the power of Daxia now!
Just standing there made people dare not take a breath, and the terrifying sense of oppression made the cold wind retreat.
The guns are loaded and the cannons are loaded!
But amid the tense and solemn atmosphere of war, there is also some weird joy.
There are also New Year's banners hanging on the city walls, such as "Celebrate the New Year", "Welcome the New Year and Welfare", "Wealth, Blessings and Peace", Spring Festival couplets, and "Welcome foreign friends and spend the festive season together" banners.
Under the city wall, there are piles of New Year gift boxes, rice, flour, grains and oils, New Year sugar and fruits, as well as rolls of blessing characters and couplets, all tied with red cloth, which is very festive.
Even the soldiers' shoulders were tied with festive red scarves.
For a moment, it was hard to tell whether this was a war or a New Year greeting!
Kadan looked at the soldiers who were armed with live ammunition and their faces were pale. Lin Fan quickly explained: "No, no, no, I misunderstood. I mean the rice, flour, grain and oil piled down below. Each of you will bring back a hundred tons. You have worked hard this year."
Let’s have a good New Year together.”
"Huh." Cardin and other race representatives exhaled and felt relieved.
They thought they were preparing for war...
"But what are you trying to do?" Cardin frowned and looked down at Lin Fan, "Isn't it still a month before the Winter Temple comes?"
Lin Fan did not answer, but smiled and said: "It's actually just right for you to come today. You are also former believers whose faith was shattered. It's just right to welcome the new members and make them feel closer."
Lin Fan said and slowly turned around.
He stood on the city wall, facing the people of Daxia and 70 million soldiers, and picked up the microphone: "My compatriots, my brothers!"
"Three months ago, we sent out one hundred and seventy Crusher!"
"Their mission is to hold high the flame of human thought, crush the faith established by the God of Winter, and illuminate one hundred and seventy planes!"
"Let those races make a choice, whether to die for God or to fight side by side with us!"
"The task time is
Three months term!”
"And now."
"Three months have come!"
"Those races also made their own choices!"
"Choose, become our comrade, or be destroyed!"
As soon as these words came out, the people were in an uproar!
"I know that some people may think that I, Daxia, have a heart of stone. Because they choose not to fight side by side with us, we will destroy them."
"But, this is war!"
"The war with the gods! A cruel war involving life and death, the survival of the race!"
"No one in the world can stay out of this matter!"
"If they are not enemies of the gods, they are their lackeys! They will be our enemies in the future!"
"And now, the God of Winter is about to come, and the war is about to begin. We no longer have time to communicate with them and persuade them!"
"Perhaps some people may think that I, Daxia, are so overbearing and that failure to cooperate will lead to destruction. What is the difference between this and the gods!"
"But don't forget, it's their own choice!"
"Unlike the gods who descend from the sky and blindly conquer, I, Daxia, gave them a chance to choose!"
"They themselves chose to fight for God and become our enemies!"
"What are we going to do about the enemy!"
For a moment, the people who were still unable to bear it roared in unison: "Kill!"
kill!
For enemies, they must be killed directly!
For friends, Daxia has a warm embrace.
As for the enemy, then eradicate it!
This is war, there is no sympathy, no mercy!
Is it possible that we have to wait until the God of Winter arrives next month and sit back and watch those races and gods attack Daxia together?
Daxia hates war, but Daxia, who has experienced wars and enemy invasions, knows how to deal with enemies!
What's more, this is the choice of those races themselves!
"kill!"
"Anyone who offends our Daxia will be punished no matter how far away!"
"If you don't kill the enemy in the future, why don't you become a holy mother? Kill!"
At this moment, throughout Daxia, the word "kill" was rising to the sky!
Just like a giant dragon roaring and showing its fangs!
"Okay, then kill!" Lin Fan smiled fiercely. At this moment, he was like the terrifying Shura who dominated the life and death of one hundred and seventy planes!
One thought or one word can kill countless lives!
"Now, let us welcome our hero in triumph!"
Lin Fan finished speaking.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Thirteen thousand miles along the Great Wall in the north, salutes roared!
"Squeak~"
Thick and heavy steel gates are lifted upward, and the country's gate opens!
Like a giant dragon calling out, open your arms!
At the same time, a row of soldiers roared and galloped out of the country gate, rushed into the roaring ice and snow, went straight to the ice crystal gate standing thousands of meters away, and spread the red carpet from the country gate to the other side.
On the steps of ice crystals!
That is the winter treasure house that Chione gave to Lin Fan!
It contains one hundred and seventy winter planes where faith has been established!
Lin Fan swept down the city wall, stood at the national gate, saluted straight to the ice crystal gate, and said loudly: "Hero, please go home!"
"Hero please go home!"
At this moment, all the citizens shouted loudly.
Please hero go home!
The giant dragon opened its arms and roared!
This is a true national gift!
"tread!"
Amidst the call, a foot stepped out of the ice crystal door, and a figure slowly walked out.
Behind him, there were more figures walking out of the door.
They are warriors who enter those winter planes single-handedly and hold high the flames.
At this time, all of them were wearing shabby coats, obviously wrapped like rice dumplings, but they looked sallow and thin.
The cold and food-scarce winter plane is not suitable for human survival.
But their eyes are still sharp, emitting a firm light, like burning flames!
They walked out of the ice crystal door and looked at the long-lost towering Great Wall standing on the ice and snow in front of them, at the familiar land, and at the red color fluttering in the ice and snow.
Both eyes couldn't help but turn red.
How many days has it been?
They were alone, pretending to be fearful among the foreign tribes, and fell asleep on that cold snowy night.
They were in that strange land, with endless pale ice and snow, trying to spread the last flame in the darkness.
And now.
The familiar land, the bright red color, and the familiar faces and smiles come into view!
It was as if they couldn't feel the cold anymore, and their whole bodies were full of strength. They walked through the ice and snow and walked quickly towards the door of the country opened for them!
That's their home!
The home you have been longing for!
They walked under the majestic Great Wall. Some soldiers burst into tears uncontrollably, and some had red eyes.
They stood up straight, faced countless compatriots, faced the commander-in-chief in front of them, saluted with all their strength to the flag fluttering in the cold wind, and shouted loudly: "We are back!"
"Just come back, just go home!"
Lin Fan looked at these soldiers with distress, walked up and patted them
There were snowflakes on their shoulders, and they said distressedly: "Thank you for your hard work."
Seventy million soldiers and all citizens also shouted loudly.
"Haha, I'm back!"
"Kid, look, your dad is back! Your dad is a hero!"
"Dad, you are finally back! Did you save those people?"
"Lao Wang, you have lost weight. It seems that you have lost weight well during this period!"
"Medical team, come up and check the situation!" Lin Fan greeted and then asked, "Also, what was the result?"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell into silence.
How is the result?
At this moment, the fate of many races will completely come to an end!
A soldier held his head high and shouted: "Plane 1, the flames have illuminated! The 720,000 ice bear giants are willing to fight for Daxia!"
The people cheered: "Okay!"
"Well done, old man!"
"That's my son, that's my son! Haha, what a shame!"
"The giant ice bear... um... I have eaten a lot of ice bear meat recently. I wonder if they are related to the ice bear..."
"Yeah, it would be quite embarrassing if we cooperated."
"How do you eat the ice giant bear? Is it delicious? Have you ever eaten it?"
Lin Fan smiled and nodded: "First-class merit!"
This plane does not need to be destroyed!
Lin Fan looked at the second soldier, feeling a little distressed for a moment.
This second soldier was actually skinny and skinny, with sunken eye sockets and straight eyes. It looked like he had been suffering from chronic malnutrition.
The plane where he goes undercover must be extremely dangerous. It seems that he has suffered a serious crime...
But I heard the second warrior shout with pride: "On the second plane, 300,000 fox tribes are willing to fight for mankind!"
"In addition, in order to complete the task and deepen their trust, I had to do as the Romans did and forced myself to establish a relationship beyond friendship with the eighteen fox girls. Now, they voluntarily followed me into Daxia... I hope the commander-in-chief will make an exception!"
The soldier puffed up his chest, with a smile of happiness and recollection on his face, as well as a trace of pride in breaking the record.
Lin Fan: "..."
Lin Fan's heart thumped, "Damn it, you're already feeling distressed."
I am the happiest when I work with you, right?
The people were also dumbfounded, and their eyes were full of envy and jealousy in addition to admiration.
"Fox clan..."
"Damn it, no wonder this kid's eyes are black, I felt sorry for him just now... Damn it, this bitch!"
"Damn it, eighteen of them, these are indeed trained smashers! Ordinary people really can't do this job!"
"Commander, I am not afraid of danger, I also want to join the Crusher!"
Lin Fan nodded with a complicated look on his face: "Thank you for your hard work... Approved. In addition, first-class merit!"
After all, one person brought 300,000 comrades to Daxia!
And even though the beauty is not shallow, it is indeed dangerous and hard work!
That is a test from the spirit to the body!
Most people can't survive it, that is, the specially selected crushers...
Lin Fan looked at the third warrior.
The third warrior lowered his face and had no pride. Under the gaze of all the people, he couldn't help crying and sobbed: "I failed... The 600,000 direwolf clan... they are not willing to fight with
We work together."
"I've tried my best to persuade them, but I just had to threaten them by blowing up my identity on the spot."
"But no matter how much propaganda is given, they don't listen. They say that they are loyal wolves and will never betray the glory of God..."
"I also showed them our video materials, the Great Wall of the North, and our modern weapons... But they didn't believe it. They only believed in the glory of God."
"When I left, they were organizing an army of believers and preparing to crush us."
"I'm sorry for Daxia, I'm sorry for the Commander-in-Chief and my brothers who believed in me, I'm sorry for all my compatriots, it's because I didn't do a good job, I'm sorry, Commander-in-Chief, you can scold me, hit me, you can even give me a rank..."
There was immense remorse on his face, and he felt that he had not done a good job. Instead of turning the 600,000 direwolves into Daxia's comrades, he instead turned them into enemies.
Lin Fan said calmly: "First-class merit."
"Well, then first-class merit...ah?" The soldier was stunned for a moment, then raised his face with tears in surprise.
But I saw a warm smiling face and a pair of concerned eyes without any blame.
"Commander, you...did you say something wrong?" The soldier looked at Lin Fan in disbelief: "I failed!"
"That's right, it's first-class merit!"
Lin Fan smiled warmly, patted his shoulder, and then glanced at the other soldiers who looked disappointed, and said with a smile: "Failure is normal!"
"No one can win every battle, and there will never be a victorious general! Even I have failed!"
"All we can do is reflect and summarize from each failure, make all preparations, face the next challenge, and avoid the next failure!"
The soldier's eyes were slightly bright, but he still looked guilty: "But..."
"No buts!" Lin Fan wiped the tears on his face and said with a smile, "I don't blame you for this failure."
"There will definitely be planes that don't cooperate with us, races that are extremely stupid and swear allegiance to the gods!"
"Since we want to unite the heavens, we will definitely meet them."
"I have long expected that this time there will be many failures. Because Chione is different from Poseidon. Poseidon is arrogant and arrogant. He is too lazy to look at the lower life forms and neglects to take care of the plane."
"And Chione is a
A qualified main god, an extremely responsible main god, the plane she takes care of, and the strength of her faith is beyond our imagination!"
"It's not uncommon for a large number of races to swore allegiance to her!"
"Furthermore, failure does not mean that you made a mistake." Lin Fan said with a smile: "Daxia chose you because your abilities have been tested by Daxia and you are the best member, so I believe in you."
"This is our choice."
"You failed. If you have to say that someone made a mistake, wouldn't it mean that Daxia made a mistake? It was me, or the 140,000,000 compatriots who made the mistake?"
"You mean, I, I'm not wrong?" The soldier's originally gloomy eyes suddenly brightened.
"Not only is it true, but it is also meritorious! You also worked hard for Daxia to go deep into the alien race alone and narrowly escape death!" Lin Fan said with a smile: "And I also want to congratulate you, you have the experience of failure!"
"Next time there is another dimension, I will send you there! Because you know how to avoid failure!"
Even the common people comforted: "That's right, just succeed next time!"
"What's wrong with failure? Failure is so normal!"
"Brother, you are much stronger than us. No matter what, you went to that plane and narrowly escaped death. You tried your best! We have been skiing for the past few months!"
"That's right, if I go, I guess there won't be any scum left. Brother, just come back alive!"
"I'm crying. Thank you for your hard work, brother. I'll treat you to a barbecue! Skiing!"
"Don't feel bad, just come back alive!"
One soldier even shouted loudly: "Fuck, Lao Wu, I was joking with you last time. You don't need to call me daddy if you fail. I was just kidding when I said I'd kick you... You're crying like a chicken! Stop crying!"
!”
Listening to the comforting words of the commander-in-chief and the common people, and looking at the same concerned and blameless eyes, the soldier's heart palpitated.
What he was afraid of was not the commander-in-chief's reprimand, nor was he afraid of being demoted!
Rather, they are afraid that the Commander-in-Chief and his 140,000,000 compatriots will no longer trust him because of his failure, kick him out of the Crusher, and no longer give him the chance to atone for his sins.
I am even more afraid of the disappointed and complaining eyes of the commander-in-chief and 140,000 compatriots!
And at this moment, he finally understood what home is!
Family members may be noisy on weekdays.
But deep down in my heart, the most important thing to my family is not how much success they have achieved outside or how much money they have earned, but... returning home safely!
As long as everything is safe, everything is fine!
This is family. They will never really blame you. Even if they are noisy on weekdays, they always think about you and understand your difficulties. They will never blame you and always believe in you.
This is Daxia, and this is the home he is willing to serve even if he is willing to risk his life!
So he cried even harder.
"Okay, stand up straight, don't cry, gentlemen! Remember, my warriors in Daxia, no matter whether the mission is successful or failed, you are already the heroes!! Because you tried your best!" Lin Fan laughed and scolded
, kicked him straight in the waist, and then said: "Besides, you are not the one who failed."
"Ah?" The soldier wiped his tears with a puzzled look on his face.
Lin Fan looked at the Winter Treasure House outside the country with an expressionless face, and said solemnly: "They are the ones who failed."
"They themselves chose their gods."
"Obviously they are wild wolves, but they were tamed by the gods into loyal dogs."
"You don't know it, but you still feel proud to be a dog for the gods."
"In this case, we will let them know that... they made the wrong choice... they chose gods and destruction."
At this moment, Lin Fan's voice was like the whisper of a ghost, and his terrifying murderous intent made Cardin and other race representatives feel numb. At the same time, they were glad that they had made the right choice.
It is foreseeable that what will greet that plane next will be a brutal massacre!
This terrible Shura never shows mercy!
The defeated soldier suddenly became excited: "Commander-in-Chief, I am willing to take the lead in the charge!"
There is incomparable fighting spirit in his eyes!
Damn it, those stupid wolves are rotten wood that cannot be carved.
I'm so talkative and making all kinds of insinuations, these fools insist on fighting for the gods.
Then fight!
Damn it, face destruction!
This is the anger of a teacher facing bad students who cannot teach well...
"Okay, plane four!" Lin Fan continued.
"Illuminated by fire! Four hundred thousand orcs!"
"Plane 5!"
"Failure! Three hundred thousand ice crystal warriors refused to join!!" The warrior who had looked depressed before, with his face downcast, straightened his back, shouted with pride and impatience.
What?
You said I failed, why am I not ashamed?
Ah.
It wasn’t me who failed, it was those stupid, unrepentant ice warriors!
Destruction! Destruction!
He can't wait to kill those hopelessly stupid ice warriors!
"Plane Six!"
"Illuminated by flames! Three hundred thousand kobolds!"
"Plane No. 7..."
Lin Fan's voice and the soldiers' reports rang out again and again in front of the country gate!
A few words can determine the survival of a race!
this moment.
The fate of one hundred and seventy races has ushered in the bell of judgment.
Only this time, the one who rings the bell is no longer a god, but a sword-wielding Shura, a human race born to be weak.
Human race, ring the bell of judgment!
This is the death knell for each race, or it is the bell to celebrate the new year.
