The prince trembled and woke up suddenly. [ ] He knew very well that no matter whether his thoughts were right or wrong, at this moment, he could not let his mind waver. Just imagine the victory of the human race in this war
It was so difficult and the price paid was so painful. Almost all the young and strong warriors from all the tribes in the Central Plains lost their lives in this battle. The army of tens of thousands at the beginning carried the expectations of their relatives with them.
It was only a few months later that they had all been killed in one battle. Facing the tragic death of countless relatives, one can imagine the pain in the hearts of the survivors. Now the only psychological support left in their hearts is
Is this war just or not? If I expose the secret thoughts in my heart at this time, it will undoubtedly cause a huge blow and greater psychological trauma to everyone. Therefore, no matter what thoughts I have in my heart, I can only suppress them temporarily.
Next. He suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, turned around and said loudly to the surviving human warriors gathered in a circle:
"Brothers and sisters, Zhao Yue Dong Gang is incompetent and has no command. Although we won the battle between humans and demons this time, it also caused heavy casualties on our human side. When we followed me out of Yi Lin's territory, the army was huge.
, there are tens of thousands of people, but now after the battle, only a few thousand people are left. It can be said that although the battle is won, the shame still remains. Zhaoyue Donggang feels regretful and has no place, so I will be here first
I apologize to you all!"
After speaking, he bent his knees and knelt down facing the soldiers of all races and the messy battlefield not far away, with tears flowing from his eyes.
The pain in everyone's hearts did not burst out until this moment. Leaders such as Feng Yi, Liu Huo, Ying Huo, Feng Hua, Huai Wen, Huali, and Tujiao were choked with sobs and could not speak. They silently turned behind the prince.
, a long row of people knelt on the ground and cried loudly to their dead relatives.
A full moon rises quietly. Under the cold moonlight, the wilderness is lonely. The land without the cover of maple trees looks particularly empty and desolate. The sad cries are swaying in the night wind, along with the mottled green blood, slowly,
Slowly flowing, endless sadness permeated everything. The cold night dew dripped silently, soaking the hair of these people who were immersed in pain. The entire Central Plains was solemn. The night wind was silent, the rivers were stagnant, and even the air was stagnant.
The night birds, wild beasts in the distance, and insects in the grass all echoed the sound, chirping leisurely...
It wasn't until the moon reached the zenith that everyone was relieved from their grief.
Dechang, Fenghua and others stood up, stepped forward to help the prince and Fengyi, and said in a trembling voice: "Prince, Your Highness Princess, you two don't have to blame yourself too much. It's not a bad idea to think that this war has developed to the extent it has now.
Your command errors are actually due to the fact that the demons are too cruel and cunning and do things regardless of the consequences. In fact, no matter what, as long as we can win this war, it will be a great blessing among misfortunes. Now the demons have already
The land fell apart, and there would be no more disputes in the Central Plains. As long as we, the descendants of the human race, are still there, why worry about not being able to develop and grow? Besides, if the prince, princess, and the leader of the Yueshang clan were not willing to take risks, they went to southern Xinjiang to invite the God of Zhurong.
Ding and Xuanhuo Ji were born, and they took the lead in this war and fought bravely. With the great magical powers of the Shenmu King, Li Mei, and Chi You Banner, I am afraid that even if they lose the lives of all the people in the Central Plains, it will be difficult to achieve what they are today.
Victory! So from our point of view, not only does the prince have no fault, he can actually be called the savior of our entire human race! Everyone says, yes or no!?"
Everyone heard the excitement and shouted in unison: "The prince (princess) is invincible! His merits are immeasurable! His bravery and invincibility! His merits are immeasurable!..."
More than a thousand people shouted in unison, the sound was so powerful that it shook the sky.
However, at this moment, a faint wolf howl suddenly came from not far behind the audience. The sound was sad and desolate, distant and vicissitudes of life.
Everyone was stunned and turned around to look where the sound came from. They saw a tall, flat rock not far away, a tall wolf-headed man standing hand in hand with an old man who was tall and thin and shaped like a skeleton. The old man was covered with blood all over his body.
Wrapped in a black robe, even the head was wrapped tightly, revealing only a pair of shining green eyes; while the wolf-headed monster only had a piece of animal skin around his crotch, with long
Gray-black hair covered his whole body, and his muscles were as sharp as rocks, making him look extremely majestic and majestic. The old man was just standing aside silently, his green eyes flickering uncertainly, looking back and forth on everyone's faces.
Scanning; but the wolf-headed monster had no scruples and turned a blind eye to everything in front of him. He just looked up at the full moon in the sky and let out a majestic and desolate howl.
Everyone looked up following the gaze of the wolf-headed monster, and saw a tall figure with long flowing hair under the distant sky, flapping a pair of golden wings, dancing gracefully in the moonlight.
Under the blue sky, among the sparse stars and clouds, a tall figure dances gracefully, so graceful and so desolate. It is the dance of the full moon, which belongs only to the cold, arrogant and lonely saint of the moon-worshiping tribe.
The full moon dance of Yue Shang belongs only to that incomparable beauty who has so many styles that I feel pity for. This is a cold farewell, this is a gorgeous rebirth, this is a new life.
A scene destined to be passed down through the ages, the call of a body unique to a mysterious race, the beginning of a rootless flower wandering...
This familiar dance fell in the eyes of the prince, and his eyes were sour. Countless sweet and bitter past events came one after another, and scenes flashed through his mind. The saint girl of the Moon Worshipers who was as cold as a thousand years of ice;
The decisive leader of the Moon Worshiping Clan; that beautiful face with a charming smile like a flower. The tree house heals her wounds, and she refuses to welcome her for the first time in love; in the dense forest of southern Xinjiang, she looks back affectionately again and again; the newlyweds, she is ice and snow
The passion after melting is like fire; in the secret room at the bottom of Jingyue Lake, her quiet and sweet smile is covered by ice crystals. All these past events are so clear and distant, as if it was just yesterday, and it seems that they have been separated for thousands of years.
Tens of thousands of years, endless past events surged forward, and the depths of the prince's heart surged for a moment, setting off waves of turmoil. Looking up at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure in the sky, the huge gap made the prince, who had always been as stone-hearted,
Unable to bear it, his knees softened and he slowly sat down on the ground, letting out a deep sigh from the bottom of his heart...
It turned out that just when the prince and others returned to the ground after defeating Chi You Banner and were busy dealing with post-war matters, the strange bird transformed by the young man also silently walked to a small river not far away and sat down.
He inadvertently lowered his head to look into the river, and the image reflected in the water shocked him. He hurriedly lowered his head to take a closer look, and then he realized the incredible change that had happened to his body. He folded his wings,
He gently stroked his furry cheeks with the two weird-shaped claws on the edge of his wings, and a deep feeling of loss instantly spread throughout his body.
He looked up at the man in the distance who looked heroic even though he was covered in blood and had a tired look on his face. Then he looked at the princess Fengyi with a peerless appearance and graceful figure who had been following him. He felt torn apart.
A sudden pain hit his heart, and a feeling of shame suddenly overwhelmed him. He no longer dared to step forward, but quietly hid in the dark alone, waiting for the fateful moment to arrive.
Soon after, when the prince and others were immersed in unspeakable sorrow, a full moon quietly climbed up into the sky. The faint moonlight gently sprinkled on his golden armor, and he only felt a sense of sadness.
A kind of cool energy permeated the whole body, and all the sadness suddenly dissipated, replaced by a kind of extreme freedom and comfort. The ferocious image in the river gradually disappeared, and a handsome man with a noble and elegant bearing appeared again.
In front of him, even the pair of fleshy wings behind him that had always been a bit difficult to accept became cute under the baptism of the moonlight, and a light and airy feeling emerged spontaneously. At this time, a kind of flying appeared in his heart.
The urge to dance. Although he also knew that such an idea was somewhat inappropriate in the situation at hand, the pure full moon in the sky had such a huge attraction for him, and a mysterious power guided him.
Tempting him, he involuntarily spread his wings and flew silently towards the moon in the sky.
In the depths of his consciousness, the boundless sky filled with moonlight at this time was a free country and an eternal home. That moonlight contained all his joys and sorrows, all his joys and sorrows, and more.
It contained all the emotions of his previous life. He danced under the moonlight, so freely and effortlessly. There was no pressure, no sadness. All that was left was a touch of loneliness, a loneliness that went deep into his bones.
His dancing was so relaxed and wanton. He forgot everything and became indifferent to everything. He just wanted to dance in this soft moonlight forever...
At the same time, in an open space not far from the prince and others, the old man transformed into the wolf-headed monster after the death of the Shenmu King and the great wizard Li Mei gathered a large amount of soul-eating poison and was also trembling slightly.