Once upon a time there was a demon pass

Although it was still daytime, every household had already set off firecrackers, and there was a joyous atmosphere everywhere.

Of course, in this atmosphere, they also expressed their most sincere wishes to the soldiers on the front line.

At this time, Zhenyaoguan has another completely opposite atmosphere.

A group of soldiers stood silently on the city wall, watching the beast hordes that far exceeded the number of the second battle, and their fighting spirit continued to pervade.

They wiped the weapons in their hands without saying a word, and wrapped the weapons with their palms with cloth strips.

A mountain of supplies is placed behind. Some of them are too weak to participate in the battle, but the awakened ones are people from the agility department, standing beside the supplies, ready to go.

When the war begins, they will risk dying at any time, constantly shuttling through the front lines, trying to save every wounded person as much as possible, drag them to the rear, and give them emergency treatment, trying to get them back on the battlefield as soon as possible .

dignified, depressing.

Even the people who graduated from the Mo Academy were not in the mood to joke around.

Zhao Zicheng hung a rope around his neck, and there were pills on the rope, which saved him the time to pour it out, and ensured that he could replenish his energy immediately.

Mu Yu sat on his tombstone with a cold face, his eyes closed, and he was doing the final psychological construction before the war.

Artest still looked naive, scratching his head, looking at his classmates with unusually firm eyes.

Lin Xiaoxiao and Dabai leaned together, taking out some exquisite dog food from time to time, feeding it into its mouth, and whispering something in Dabai's ear from time to time.

Shi Guang and Chu Yu sat in the center of the formation, and the cart had been placed in the corner in advance.

In this high-pressure moment, everyone can always find something to do for themselves, and even some dusty memories will continue to flow out and jump into their minds.

"Based on your information, it should be the rescue team in the rear."

"It'll be safer there."

Chu Yu's voice was hoarse, and he looked at Time and said with a smile.

Shi Shi shook his head: "I am a year behind him, and I have to catch up with him as soon as possible."

"he?"

Chu Yu was surprised.

"Ah."

Shi Shi seemed to be remembering something, nodded slightly: "In the future, he should need me."

"who is it?"

Chu Yu, who was already old, asked curiously with a little gossip at this time.

But Shi Shi stopped talking, just sat on the ground, slightly lost in thought.

Chu Yu didn't ask any more questions, just sat next to her, also looking at the sky, the sun that was constantly approaching the sky.

At noon...the Great War...will begin.

"In this battle, Yang Mou is on the other side."

"Press people with power."

"The result of this battle should be particularly important to it, so it will not be as stupid and clumsy as before, and will even give up the unique arrogance of Yaoyu, and use its own advantages as much as possible to raise the odds of victory." Highest."

"Even now, its chances of winning are infinite."

A calm voice suddenly sounded from Yuan Qingshan's ears.

Yuan Qingshan was stunned for a moment, then turned around subconsciously: "Yu Mo? Didn't you say that it is not suitable to appear in this town of demons?"

"It's better to be here than to celebrate the New Year in the back."

"After this battle started, no one had the energy to pay attention to me."

"Besides, even if I'm a disabled person without legs, after all... I'm still Liujue."

"It's still relatively strong six senses."

"It's always helpful."

Yu Mo sat in a wheelchair without any emotional fluctuations.

"If the eight-tailed fox is not stupid, it probably won't want a quick victory, but will deliberately delay the progress of the war and fight a protracted war of attrition."

"This battle may even last for three days, five days, or even half a month. Let those monsters attack in batches and consume the energy of our defenders."

"And this is also beneficial to its plan, supporting newcomers under its control, making meritorious deeds, and taking the power of other protoss patriarchs."

"At least the Black Flood Dragon King will surrender unconditionally. Depending on the situation, Bi Fang and Zhu Yan have already mixed with it. Otherwise, the great achievement of Breaking Dawn Pass would not be given to them two."

At this moment, Yu Mo's eyes were extremely deep, looking at the dense beast tide in the distance, as if he could penetrate them and see the eight-tailed fox behind.

"Obviously, the eight-tailed fox is not stupid, so in this battle, it will not intentionally leave any openings."

"The only thing we can do is to exhaust them until we are exhausted. In the end, the city wall is broken and tens of thousands, or even more than a hundred thousand monsters pour in, and they will logically find an excuse to retreat."

Listening to Yu Mo's words, Yuan Qingshan frowned deeply: "In other words, we have no chance of winning this battle?"

"Have!"

Yu Mo shook his head and spoke softly.

"How to say?" Yuan Qingshan asked.

"Wait!"

"Wait for an opportunity."

"I'm sure he won't let me down."

"And the one who placed such a heavy bet on him will not let him die easily."

Yu Mo shook his head without hesitation, and spoke with a firm tone.

Yuan Qingshan looked at Yu Mo's side face, and was silent for a moment: "Then what if you can't wait?"

"retreat!"

"Abandon the Zhenyao Pass, retreat three thousand miles, and set up a new line of defense with the frontier army, and once again intercept the monsters outside the line of defense."

"Completely destroying Zhenyao Pass is also a perfect answer for Eight-Tailed Fox."

Yu Mo spoke again, still expressionless and cold.

"Have you considered the consequences?"

"We... can't retreat."

"The mission of Zhenyaoguan is here. Even if tens of thousands of soldiers are sacrificed, we will never take the initiative to give up any ordinary people."

"There is no need to discuss this matter."

Yuan Qingshan shook his head without hesitation, without even thinking about it for a second.

Yu Mo raised his head, looked at Yuan Qingshan's firm face, a smile finally appeared on his cold face: "At this moment, you are already a qualified Mo Pavilion Master."

"If you don't retreat, then fight!"

"Let this thousand miles of demon fields be filled with blood and rain; let this vast demon realm be filled with wailing; let this thousand miles of sky see my human spirit!"

In his eyes, at this moment, a raging fighting spirit burst out, like a rising flame, and even the aura did not belong to Zhong Yushu at all!

Perhaps, when the reserve soldiers saw this scene, their perception of Yu Mo would be completely overturned.

pity...

There is only Yuan Qingshan here.

In the eyes of others, Yu Mo is still that cold, selfish guy.