Looking at the whole country, the small city where Yang Fei is located can be regarded as a third- or fourth-rate small city at best. There are no scenic spots around the city, only large and small factories one after another.
Later, this place developed into an old industrial zone in the province, attracting countless immigrants to come and work. Some people said that this place was one of the first cities in the country to have a population of one million, but the young Yang Fei had no real idea of this.
He only knows that the air here is very bad. If the table is not wiped for a day, it will be covered with a layer of dust. If it is not wiped, it will not be clean. If you are too lazy to take care of it, your work will not be refined.
His parents had to work every day, and his grandma took care of him when he was a child. Grandma could smoke and drink. She could smoke a pack of cigarettes a day, and drink half a cup of white wine. Her old and saggy eyelids covered her eyes, which looked very much like those in later comics.
What you see with "squinted eyes" is that you can only see a crack all year round.
Yang Fei and his friends grew up happily in the "Staff Courtyard", playing by climbing over the walls, lighting fires, catching crickets, and having snowball fights. When he was in junior high school, he moved away, and he left here and moved to a new building with a floor as high as six floors.
Go upstairs.
The dilapidated five-story house where the old house is located stands in the deepest part of the compound. The house is less than 60 square meters. The walls will become moldy during the summer rainy season, and hairy cockroaches will crawl through the gaps in the yellow-painted door panels. This is an old building, in the city.
Those older buildings were only four stories high. Four, five, and six stories. Yang Fei always thought that this was the progress of the times. He didn’t know how he would feel when he saw the tall buildings with twenty or thirty stories in the future.
... He is back here again today, back in this compound. He has grown up, and although the palms in his field of vision are not as thick and calloused as his father's, they are as rough as sandpaper.
He walked in from the only south gate of the staff compound. This was a main road that went straight to the end. There was a small shop on the west side of the road. Yang Fei didn't buy many things here, but he was impressed by the "flowers" at the door.
profound.
Huahua is an abandoned stray dog. His color is black, white and gray, and his hair is curly like it has been permed. The reason why Yang Fei is deeply impressed by him is that in addition to seeing many people entering and exiting the community, Huahua's hair is also obscured.
Blinded, she can't see like grandma... Huahua was fed by the shop owner's grandfather, so she stayed here forever.
Yang Fei didn't see it when he passed by the door, and when he was wondering, he found him at the base of the wall farther inside the courtyard.
Yang Fei's heart skipped a beat.
Huahua is no longer lying on the ground obediently, but is lying on his side under the corner of the wall where the sun is high. His curly hair has become sparse, and his gray and white belly is rising violently as if he has no clothes. He is breathing hard.
, looks very miserable.
Maybe it was because Yang Fei had been staring for a long time that Hua Hua noticed his gaze. The rhythm of her breathing mixed with phlegm changed, and Hua Hua raised her head to look here with great effort.
The hair on his head was even thinner. The sparse hair was dirty and stuck together, revealing his gray-white eyes. His face looked very human... Yang Fei turned around and walked away, not daring to make the slightest contact with that gaze.
But as soon as he walked forward, the road under his feet began to twist, as if he was stepping on mud, one step deep and one shallow, and he stumbled endlessly.
The more he walked towards the five-story building in his memory, the further away the five-story building in his hometown became. Finally, he lost his balance and fell downwards. As he fell, the scenery became dark... There was a kind of sadness in his chest, which made him very uncomfortable.
It's uncomfortable.
Yang Fei felt very lonely when he woke up from his dream.
He fell into an indescribable sadness, and his mood was extremely bad.
Yang Fei, who understood the cause and effect, felt that he no longer hated Xing Jun and no longer harbored vague resentment towards Mo Huijun, but he was still unhappy.
Maybe all the classmates are standing beside Xing Jun, maybe Xing Jun has a better life than him, maybe he feels that when he gets old and returns to his hometown on earth, what awaits him will be changed things and people, desolate and gloomy.
For several days, he passed the time with work.
On this day, he finally made up his mind, dressed up carefully, opened the door and showed a bright smile, and ran happily to the Lions headquarters in the sunshine.
He saw Ren Xiaoyan and happily came forward to say hello, but was punched in the face by Ren Xiaoyan.
"You scumbag! The fact that you are pursuing Mo Huijun has been spread for a long time. Now you have the guts to pursue me?..."
After she left, Elizabeth came over and said to Yang Fei on the ground: Brother...you are so inferior...
That night, the two of them got very drunk and lamented how painful life was.
When Yang Fei "woke up" again, the originally bustling city had become much deserted, many familiar faces had disappeared, and a heavy and depressing atmosphere was brewing.
He was surprised to find that the Lion Regiment's headquarters was deserted and their whereabouts were unknown. The city had also been sealed off and he could not leave the city.
The situation took a turn for the worse. When he boarded the city in the name of the steward, the small city of Stone Castle was already surrounded by endless orcs.
His face darkened, his brows furrowed deeply, and he couldn't calm down for a long time while looking at the "Sea of Death" under the city...
When the battle to defend the city began, anyone could notice the absence of Supreme Commander Allen. The reason why the city did not fall in the hands of the "down" Allen was entirely due to the middle and lower-level soldiers sticking to their posts, and the high-level personnel such as Ronis
Coordination and dispatching were the only way to support it. Ronis was very busy and could not take care of everything, so the strong Elizabeth led Gurian, Yang Fei and other affairs officers to assist.
In just a few days, even if she didn't wear eye-catching and luxurious clothes, the grassroots people remembered this girl, the girl who had always been behind them and provided them with sufficient food, clothing and supplies, the future duke's wife - Elizabeth.
On the eighth day, the severely damaged south gate was smashed open by huge orcs. The orcs roared as if they were going to overthrow the sky and swarmed into the city.
There was no way to stop him. Deco, the vanguard captain who had been guarding here early, was pushed back by three or four orcs. Behind these three or four orcs, more orcs were pushing them.
"Is this the fall!?" Deke felt unwilling.
"Has the eternal stone castle fallen like this!?" Deco looked up to the sky with a distorted face and shouted: "God! Save your people!"
"boom!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge explosion and vibration occurred not far away, and the huge airflow blew several orcs away.
In the smoke and dust, Deke saw a figure as swift as a swallow rushing down into the city gate hole.
"Fire breaks!"
"boom!"
A huge explosion occurred again, and the orcs who were crowded with others were blasted out of the city. Broken limbs and debris were scattered in the air, making Deco dumbfounded.
"God descends to earth!?"
The agile figure picked up the orc machete and rushed out of the city. Deco, who was wearing heavy armor and a large shield, quickly chopped down the orcs beside him and followed.
Now he saw the figure clearly and exclaimed again - "Civil official!?"
I saw the handsome young man dressed as a steward, a tough guy, wielding a machete and charging left and right among the orcs without fear of death, going straight to kill the orcs where they were densely packed.
But after all, he was facing the vast ocean, and the orcs quickly filled the gap that he had cut down, and surrounded him heavily! Deco lost sight of the boy, and just as he wailed, he heard a loud shout - "Fire Fire"
break!"
There were huge earthquakes on the ground, explosions and corpses reappeared. The handsome young man fought his way back to the city gate in the chaos, tattered and covered in blood.
A dozen heavily armored warriors poured out of the city gate and shouted: "Hold the city gate to the death!!"
Deco's forehead felt hot, he raised his sword high and shouted: "Hold the city gate to the death!!"
The young man covered in blood threw away the curling machete in his hand, picked up the giant hammer that the giant orc had thrown by the door, and swung the hammer away. Several orcs in front of him followed and shouted: "Hold the city gate to the death!!"
A fan-shaped human wall was erected at the gate of the city.
"""Ouch! Ouch!""
The orcs roared and fought with them, and the fallen corpses of humans and orcs piled on top of each other, constantly overlapping to form a mountain of corpses.
Deco was numb from the fighting, and he didn't know how many times he was rescued by the bloody boy beside him. He only knew that he finally stood on the mountain of corpses, which was as high as the city gate.
The bloody boy sprayed fire from his palms, and continued to kill while spraying fire. Seeing this, the city officials poured buckets of hot oil down and finally ignited the mountain of corpses.
The mountain of corpses was glowing with green fire, and the bodies were difficult to extinguish. The orcs' offensive was finally blocked by the fire and suspended. Deke was dragged by the bloody boy and rolled down the mountain of corpses, and then dragged by the boy towards the city.
When he passed through the city gate, Deco discovered that the soldiers beside him had unknowingly turned into powerful and already famous figures like Kambo and Boris from the Titan mercenary group.
He thought with pride that only these human heroes fighting side by side could withstand the ferocious attack.
Being dragged out of the door by the bloody boy, Pompeii, the first archer of the stone castle, had five or six quivers scattered around him, and blood was dripping from the fingers of his hands.
The bloody boy passed by him, smiled and punched him in the chest, leaving a bloody fist mark. On more than one occasion, Pompeii used his bow from left to right to kill an enemy that the boy could not free his hands to defend with a single arrow.
Pompeii understood and puffed up his chest proudly.
The young man let go of Deco, walked up to the sage Ronis and saluted respectfully. The reason why these people came back alive and did not die of exhaustion outside was all because of Ronis holding the staff and holding down the formation, releasing recovery and replenishing magic.
Kambo and Boris sat down on the ground tiredly, and saw the bloody boy coming back towards them and saluting the entire city wall. If it weren't for everyone fighting side by side, and the frantic assistance of bows and arrows, rolling wood, stones, and kerosene on the city wall, they would have been killed.
Can't come back either.
Ronis patted his back, wiped off the blood on his face, raised his left hand high and said to everyone:
"This is my disciple Ronis, the steward of Elizabeth, Allen's wife, Simon Uzbank, the great hero of our Stone Castle!"
""Hero!Hero!!Hero!!Ooooooooooo!!!"""
At this moment, a roar echoed inside the stone castle that was no less powerful than the roar outside the city.