In a small mortal town on the border of Beiyang Kingdom, Ye Fei was wearing ordinary civilian clothes and wandering around the market with a depressed look on his face.
There were civilian merchants coming and going everywhere, and even the warriors who happened to pass by were mostly at the martial arts level, and even the martial arts level was very rare.
Undoubtedly, the strength of this town and its warriors are very weak. But the population here is very dense and the business is very prosperous.
So even if he let Xiaocao come out for some air and sit on his shoulders while eating candied haws, Ye Fei didn't have to worry about anyone noticing that Xiaocao was different.
But a rumble of horse hooves quickly broke the two people's leisurely shopping. The horses were galloping very fast. Judging from the sound, they were probably passing by thousands of troops. There was no warning before entering the town.
What surprised Ye Fei was that the people in the town were already accustomed to it.
Seeing Ye Fei letting Xiao Cao ride on his neck while eating candied haws, the kind-hearted uncle quickly stopped Ye Fei and retreated to both sides of the street: "Young man, don't be rash, the military men from the West Prince's Palace are coming.
Be careful of bumping into these military masters."
"Uncle, are the soldiers and horses of the West King's Mansion very domineering?" Ye Fei asked curiously. He had seen the King of the West, a typical evil-minded and ruthless master. His soldiers and horses were definitely not much better.
When the old man heard Ye Fei's words, he was unhappy and said: "Young man, we don't like to hear what you say. All the military men in the West Palace are heroes. Without them fighting bloody battles on the front line, where would we be like now?"
Live a stable life, you can go, I don’t want to talk to you anymore.",
The old man was so angry that he stopped talking to Ye Fei. He just looked forward with eager anticipation like everyone else in the town.
Ye Fei felt even more strange. Fighting with blood? Could it be that there is still a war on the side of the King of the West? The sound of horse hooves is getting closer and closer.
The majestic soldiers and horses, carrying a fierce murderous aura, galloped quickly through the deserted streets.
No one said anything, and the thousands of horses seemed to be neatly condensed into a whole. Ye Fei was also a little frightened when he saw it. The Sword Prince's Mansion had also practiced some troops and horses in the past six months. But compared with the troops and horses of the West Prince's Mansion.
When you get up, you will be in the sky and on the earth.
When the army passed by, a gray-haired old general rode his horse and stood aside, clasping his fists and saying: "Fellow fellows, the army is passing through. Please forgive me for disturbing you."
"What did General Wang say? If it weren't for the soldiers and horses of the Western Prince's Mansion fighting ferocious beasts all day long, our small town would have been destroyed by the beast tide long ago. Where would there be such a peaceful life?" the people around him spoke one after another.
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There were many young people in the warrior realm who gathered around excitedly and said, "General Wang, the great beast tide that happens once every ten years is coming again. Are you still short of men in the Western King's Army? Can we join the Western King's Army?"
General Wang shook his head and said: "Sorry, if you want to join our Western King's Army, you must at least be at the martial arts level! Even the miscellaneous soldiers must be at the martial arts level. Everyone, please work hard."
After saying that, General Wang also rode away. Before leaving, he glanced at Ye Fei casually, and Ye Fei smiled back.
He could see that although the Xitian King had a dark face and a cruel heart, the Xiwang Army under his control was deeply loved by the people.
It can also be seen from this that King Xitian is not too bad, but he can be made friends with.
"Xiaocao, finish eating quickly, and then we will go to the West Heavenly King City." Ye Fei rubbed Xiaocao's braid on his shoulder, and suddenly rose into the air and rushed into the distant sky.
It took about another day of flying. Ye Fei had already seen the outline of Xitianwang City. Unlike other Tianwang cities, Xiwang City was, strictly speaking, more like a large and strict military camp.
There are soldiers and horses practicing everywhere, and the whole city gives people an awe-inspiring and awe-inspiring atmosphere. When you enter the city, in addition to the walking soldiers and horses, there are also many warriors coming from all over the world.
Wuzong Realm, Wu Zun Realm, and Wu King Realm are all rare.
The residents in the city are very welcoming to these warriors, because these warriors are the force that defends the West King City.
"Fellow military lords, you must protect Tianwang City this time. I heard people say that this tide of beasts will be a horrific disaster that only happens once in a century."
"Yes, if Xitianwang City is destroyed and the beast tide is not suppressed, it will definitely sweep through all the towns in the rear. Our family and millions of people may die."
The warriors who arrived also chatted and encouraged each other. It could be seen that everyone's fighting spirit was still very high.
But in the midst of this excitement, a sad horn sound suddenly sounded. Upon hearing this horn sound, the people who had been discussing enthusiastically just now suddenly fell silent collectively.
The high morale gradually became low.
Hundreds of soldiers from the Western King's Army silently carried a stretcher into the city. On the stretcher lay the body of an old man.
"It's General Wang!" Someone who recognized the old man suddenly burst into tears.
"God damn Beiyuan Kingdom, even General Wang was killed by them." Many warriors couldn't help but roar in anger.
It can be seen that this old general Wang has a high prestige in Xitian King City, and his death in battle has resonated with many people.
Ye Fei also looked at the old man on the stretcher with some shock. This man had a chance encounter with him yesterday, but today, he had died in battle.
The most important thing is that General Wang was not killed by a ferocious beast. There was a terrible palm mark on his chest, which wiped out all his vitality with one palm.
"What's going on? Aren't we here to resist the beast tide? How could a martial arts master be killed?" Ye Fei was very confused.
When the warrior standing next to him heard this, he put away his sorrow and said: "Brother, you are new here. You don't know something. Here in Xitianwang City, the beast tide is not our main enemy. The real enemy is Beiyuan."
Wolf Cavalry, if they hadn't interfered every time, we wouldn't have suffered heavy losses every time we resisted the beast tide."
"Yes, I heard that Beiyuan Kingdom is even more ruthless this time. They actually took advantage of the opportunity when we were trying to resist the beast tide and sent domestic geniuses to challenge our King Wu generals in Xitian King City. I didn't expect that even the generals who had experienced hundreds of battles would
General Wang will also be killed..."
The death of General Wang has affected far more than just these warriors. It has also greatly affected the morale of the people of Xitian King City.
Morale may seem illusory, but on the battlefield, the strength of morale can often determine the outcome of a war.
For example, an army with high morale can often exert its physical potential by one or even several times its own, killing the enemy with bloodshed.
If morale is low, in many cases, even elite soldiers who have fought hundreds of battles will be able to exert less than 50% of their strength.
Especially at this time, it is only once every ten years that a large number of ferocious beasts attack the city. Once the morale of the Western King's army is affected, the losses can be imagined in the face of the attack of the ferocious beasts.
After hearing this, Ye Fei couldn't help but feel a little depressed. After all, when he saw General Wu Wang who was fine yesterday, he turned into a cold corpse today, even if he was a stranger, there would always be a trace of sadness in his heart.