Douluo the god of justice

Chapter 158 Soldiers
"What's your name?" Yang Jian squatted in front of the soldier.

The soldier didn't answer in silence, he spit out big mouthfuls of blood, his chest was slightly sunken, it was obvious that he would not live long, but his eyes were still fixed on Yang Jian.

Although there was blood on his face, Yang Jian could still tell that the soldier was not very old, maybe not yet 20 years old, and there was still a trace of childishness on his face, he was not a veteran.

It is likely to be a recruit who came to support Yulongguan.

Yang Jian asked expressionlessly, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

The young soldier lying on the ground seemed to want to say something. He opened his mouth, but spit out a big mouthful of blood. Accompanied by a violent cough, he still couldn't say a word after all, and just stared at Yang Jian stubbornly.

"Do you want to save him?" Bai Chen asked softly behind Yang Jian, "This is just a soldier without anything special."

Yang Jian ignored Bai Chen and looked at the young soldier lying on the ground. Yang Jian saw many things in the soldier's eyes.

Hatred, the most obvious thing is hatred. If there is a chance to swallow Yang Jian alive, this soldier will never hesitate.

Reluctance and nostalgia are hidden under hatred. He should have relatives, maybe his parents or lover are waiting for him to make contributions and return home.

If it was his parents, they probably wouldn't think about what he had to do, they just hoped that he could go back safely.

There is also fear, the fear hidden in the deepest part, life's natural fear of death and the unknown.

Yang Jian sighed softly, "You will hate me, I don't mind, it's not your fault, wars have always been like this."

Said that Yang Jian's three-pointed two-edged knife had pierced his heart, and he died, very quickly, a soldier, a soldier of the Heaven Dou Empire, a young man who didn't even leave his name.

As Yang Jian said, war has always been like this, war is not a child's play, war is a collision of life and life, a collision of life and death.

He is innocent, but who is not innocent? He may have family members waiting for him, but who has no family members? But since he has chosen to step on the battlefield, he must first be prepared to die.

A messenger ran to Yang Jian's side.

"Tell General Yang that nearly 1000 people were searched in the city, plus more than 2000 people who were stopped for escaping. How to deal with these 3000 people, they all surrendered directly and did not resist."

Yang Jian stood up, and the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand had disappeared.

"Kill it." Yang Jian's voice was very cold, and his face was as unwavering as ice for thousands of years, "I remember that I have already said that no prisoners will be accepted in this operation, and there will be no need for such things to happen again in the future." Ask me."

The messenger's heart felt cold, but he quickly replied, "Yes!" Then he went to pass the order.

When Yang Jian walked to the city wall, the night was already dark. At this time, the bright moon was in the sky, and the summer night sky was very clear and full of stars.

"Yang Jian." Bai Chen felt that something was wrong with Yang Jian's state, and he was a little worried, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, it's not your fault."

The moonlight fell on the silver armor, shining brightly.

Yang Jian silently stared into the distance.

Yang Jian knew that this was just the beginning, the war would not end so well at the beginning, and more people would die in the future.

"Pass down the order, count the casualties, take a two-hour shift break, and move on after two hours!"

"Yes!" His own messenger went down to deliver the order.

Bingxue also came back, now in human body, but the whole person is very excited, it seems that killing can make Bingxue feel refreshed.

Bingxue stood silently behind Yang Jian, restraining his blood energy.

Li Feng approached Yang Jian, "Tell General Yang that seven people were killed in the 'Spear of the Martial Soul', no serious injuries, and 78 people were slightly injured."

Yang Jian nodded slightly, "Cremate the corpses of the seven dead, take the ashes away, remember their names, and go to rest for a while."

Li Feng said, "Then General Yang, what about the corpses of these Tiandou defenders?"

"Don't worry about it, we don't have the energy to care about it. The next action will not be so simple. We must keep the soldiers energetic."

"Yes!" Li Feng stepped back.

The bright moon shifted, and Yang Jian stood at the top of the city for two hours, with only Bai Chen and Bingxue behind him.

"Let's go, it's time."

The soldiers of the 'Spear of the Martial Soul' had already assembled at the north gate of Kunlongguan, only waiting for Yang Jian's order.

Yang Jian looked at the soldiers in front of him. Logically speaking, after winning a battle, the general should boost morale and reward him for his meritorious service.

And Yang Jian, who has just taken over as a general, should take this opportunity to buy people's hearts, but Yang Jian didn't, just said in a deep voice.

"Open up!"

The 'Spear of the Martial Soul' with less than 3000 people is not weaker than a [-] army. Its movements are uniform, and once they march, they will move horizontally like Mount Tai.

Before the army moved, the scouts went first, and a hundred scouts had to ensure that there would be no accidents within a hundred miles of the army.

The scouts in front are approaching Sanshi Mountain. Sanshi Mountain or Sanshi Mountain Range is more appropriate. The Sanshi Mountain Range stretches for hundreds of miles. There are three main peaks, Qingshi Peak, Panshi Peak, and Qishi Peak, which are thousands of meters high.

There are many ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts occupying the three main peaks, and it is even rumored that some people have seen traces of 10-year-old soul beasts on the three peaks.

The scouts of the 'Spear of the Martial Soul' have arrived in front of the Three Stone Mountains. There are only a hundred regular scouts for the 'Spear of the Martial Soul', but [-]% of them are soul masters of the agility attack system at the soul emperor level.

For the remaining [-]%, soul sages accounted for more than half, and the remaining half were soul kings. The scouts were selected, and being able to enter the scout organization with the soul king's cultivation base was enough to show their strength.

Wang Lei is one of the few soul kings among the scouts. Wang Lei is different from most of the 'Spear of the Wuhun'. Most of the 'Spear of the Wuhun' are 30 to 50 years old.

At the level of the soul king and soul emperor, the peak body can be maintained until about 50 years old, while Wang Lei is only 22 years old. At this age, the cultivation base of the soul king can be said to be a young genius.

It is rare for someone with such high talent to join the 'Spear of the Martial Soul'. People like Wang Lei should be practicing step by step.

At the age of three or forty, you may be able to become a soul saint. At that time, both your status and your own strength will have been greatly improved.

But Wang Lei resolutely chose to join the 'Spear of the Martial Soul', which is still the most dangerous scout organization.

Wang Lei is an orphan. He was brought up by Wuhundian since he was a child. In Wang Lei's heart, Wuhundian is his home. When his homeland was in danger, Wang Lei stood up without hesitation.

"Xiao Leizi, what are you thinking about? Do you miss a woman?" The one who spoke was Zhang Xun, Wang Lei's elder brother, a rare elder with a soul sage cultivation.

He is a man in his 50s who looks like he is only in his 30s. He is still an old bachelor. He usually likes to tease Wang Lei, a newcomer.

"Spear of the Martial Soul" has five people as a team, ten people as a ten, and a hundred people as a centurion.

The scout responsible for the front direction of Sanshi Mountain is Zhang Xun.

(End of this chapter)