Immortals come on the moon

Song Minhuan heard Shen Yingxue talk about this family, when Zhuang Li mocked him, Shen Yingxue explained to him seriously.

He recalled, his expression softened a little, and he shook his head.

"I heard that some people from the Shuiqi tribe entered the barracks before, and they ended up miserable. They were used as military prostitutes by the soldiers in the barracks... You must not be from the Shuiqi tribe."

Song Minhuan looked at Jiang Yi and asked, "Why do you think I belong to their clan?"

"Because you were born beautiful," Jiang Yi said as a matter of course, "There were many people staring at you on the road yesterday... Apart from the Ming family, the most beautiful men are Shui Qi. These two families have always been famous, and there are Many even captured the handsome men of their clan and sent them as slaves to the descendants of the gods."

"Although in Yueyin, His Highness said that all ethnic groups are equal, but true equality is not as easy as it is said."

Jiang Yi said with some sarcasm in his eyes, "The men from Xingming and Shuiqi are here, and they can only be treated as women here, and maybe they will be caught and traded as commodities."

He hadn't heard much about the Ming clan, but Lan Pipa came from this clan. You can tell from Lan Pipa's appearance, she is more alluring than a woman...so it is expected that people will miss her.

"I'm not from the Shuiqi tribe," Song Minhuan said, and it's none of his business whether the other party wants to believe it or not.

Jiang Yi glanced at the soldiers gathered in the distance, whispered something next to him, and didn't ask any more questions.

Then all the soldiers from their battalion came together, there were all kinds of clans here, and after they came, they all served Gongzi Lan and Changle, fighting to protect Yueyin.

It is said that they came to Gongzi Lan's camp, and Chang Le handwritten the award order. In fact, they did not see Gong Zilan and Chang Le, and the first month was spent teaching them the rules of the military camp and practicing with long halberds.

Song Minhuan has nothing else to do except exercise, eat, and sleep every day.His cultivation level is still there, and he might not be able to beat him in all the camps combined, so he is also the one who slackens the most.

When he has nothing to do, he will wander around the barracks, looking for Jun Yuenu's real body, but it's not so easy to find, I don't know what the phantom array Jun Yuenu put up for him means.

He touched the red lotus jade buckle on his chest, and the writing on the handkerchief remained unchanged.He reads it every day and runs through his memories in his mind.

Jiang Yi had been pulling him to train all day long, but after watching him defeat the lieutenant general within a few strokes, he stopped talking about him.

It's just that I am more curious about him, follow his buttocks all day long, and even sleep with him.

After more than two months like this, their group of soldiers finally met Gongzi Lan, the day before they set out on the road.

Song Minhuan saw the young master Lan from 3000 years ago, and he was no different from the young master Lan he knew.At this time, he was obviously younger, and the always unscrupulous bastard treated his soldiers with great care, with reluctance and determination in his eyes.

"The battle between us and the ghost clan is unavoidable. It is his blessing that His Highness has you. I am a rough man, and I will not say anything high-sounding." Gong Zilan said solemnly, "I can only say this to you, I hope You can all fight with the determination to die, what we want to protect is Yue Yin, the entire human race."

"I am guilty of Yueyin's evil spirit, killing without mercy... We fight this way not to resist the ghosts, but because we firmly believe that sooner or later, His Highness will lead us to repel the ghosts, and we can quell the war. At that time , the human race can proudly survive on this land."

"What we aspire to is the equal right to live, and we ... fight for freedom."

"Fight for Freedom—"

The soldiers were all wearing silver armor, and they wore tokens engraved with swords and crowns on their chests. The statue of Changle on it lowered its eyes, showing cold chill and a bit of pity.

They raised their halberds, the silver light reflected on the iron armor, and they shouted the name of His Highness loudly.

"Fight for Freedom—"

"We are willing to follow Your Highness forever—His Highness will last forever, and may His Highness stay in the world—"

Their voices were impassioned, with resolute determination, echoed in the barracks one after another, and turned into indelible morale under the moonlight, like awe-inspiring and indestructible cold blade.

The soldiers danced around the bonfire. Each of them had a bowl of wine in their hands. Song Minhuan watched from the side. He took a sip of the wine.

"Boom..." all the bowls in their hands were smashed to the ground, and the sound of drums and horns sounded.They went into battle lightly, and the smoke of the wolf was ignited in the distance, and the blood-colored sky was in full swing. It seemed as if they could feel the evil spirit and bloody cruelty coming from a distance across the sky.

The evil spirits were gathering at the city gate, they had no shape, they were all black, some were floating in mid-air, and some had turned into white bones and skeletons.Some still maintain the appearance of resentment to death.

The ink-patterned "Moon Hidden" banners floated in the air, and as a beam of fire ignited, black mist enveloped them.

This is the first time Song Minhuan has seen a war between the ghost clan and the human race. Their halberds are all specially made, with Fengyuan's magic spell on them, even so... Humans and ghosts are obviously at a disadvantage.

The speed of evil spirits is much faster, their laughter is as unpleasant as thorns, their sharp claws penetrate the soldiers' eyeballs, and gouge out the eyeballs of the human soldiers.The sharp teeth gnawed at the bodies of the human soldiers, and the intestines and internal organs were bloody and bloody... Some soldiers were still alive when they were gnawed. They could not bear the pain and screamed, holding tightly in their palms. token.

The smell of blood was pungent, and the evil spirits would pounce on them when they saw human flesh. Countless soldiers fell to the ground, blood soaked the soil, and the gray sky could not see a ray of light.

The soldiers fell down without breathing, they still held the tokens in their hands, their faces were pale, and there were no whole bodies on the battlefield.

The drums of war were still ringing, the halberds were stained with blood, the dripping blood was dazzling, their armor was pierced, and the evil spirits felt their fear, which would only make them more excited.

Song Minhuan gripped the halberd tightly, he usually learned swordsmanship, even with a halberd he is not incapable of using it, killing evil spirits is like cutting leeks, the evil spirits turn into nothingness wherever he passes.

"Shen Shan, wait for me..."

Jiang Yi followed behind him. The young man had only been in the barracks for a few months, and he was completely dumbfounded when he saw Xie Chong.

"Go find a place to hide," Song Minhuan said. Some evil spirits noticed him, and dozens of them surrounded him. He killed them all with a long halberd.

When Xie Sui died, there were shrill screams in his ears, and vicious curses in his mouth, cursing him to go to hell and die a bad death.

Jiang Yi didn't dare to leave. He held the halberd and his face was pale. After an evil spirit came over, he subconsciously closed his eyes, his fingertips trembling with fright.

However, the expected pain didn't come, he opened his eyes, the young man in front of him was holding the halberd with his thin white fingertips, the halberd was swiped towards the evil creature, and it disappeared in mid-air.

Jiang Yi was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and the whole person froze in place without moving.

Song Minhuan killed that Xie Chong, and another Xie Chong took advantage of his chance to save someone and bit him. He wiped it with his fingertips, and the bite wound of Xie Chong disappeared in an instant.

After he finished, he turned around and found that Jiang Yi was still looking at him. He frowned, "You hide first, don't stay here if you don't want to die."

This time Jiang Yi was obedient, and he didn't come out until the end of the battle. In this battle, both of them suffered losses from Xie Chong, and some of them were killed by him alone.

There were heavy casualties in their barracks, and very few recruits survived. It was very cruel to do so. They were thrown directly onto the battlefield without any training in advance, and the survival rate was very low.

Many of them saw Xie Chong for the first time, and their legs were so frightened that they couldn't even move, let alone expect them to fight back and kill Xie Chong.

But Song Minhuan also knows that in this era, the living conditions of the human race are cruel, and the battlefield is the best training method, which can sharpen them into the sharpest knives.

Without casualty lessons, there can be no rapid growth.

This cruel method is also a way to make them stronger quickly.

After the war, many wounded were sent away, Song Minhuan was not injured at all, and Jiang Yi was only slightly injured.

The two of them were in the same tent. After Jiang Yi came back, he kept staring at his shoulder for a long time and said, "Your wound seems to heal quickly. Are you from the Rulong clan?"

Song Minhuan put down the water bag in his hand when he heard that the Rulong clan...is the Shengjun clan, so he took advantage of the situation and asked, "Do you know the blood of their clan?"

"I just heard it, and I don't know if it's true or not," Jiang Yidao, "Their wounds heal very quickly. Some people say that if they can heal the wounds on their behalf, then their family is the best doctors in the world."

"In this way...you have to ask them if they are willing or not." Song Minhuan thought that the Rulong clan might really do such a thing, he thought for a while and said, "The reason why people are willing to give alms is because they are kind and we can take advantage of their kindness." Holding them hostage, like this...there is no difference between human beings and evil spirits."

"You are such a good person," Jiang Yi laughed, "The Rulong tribe is a real god. If you say that, the world itself is unfair. They are gods and can live forever, but our human race can only rely on their charity. Days, besides that... we also need to experience birth, old age, sickness and death.”

"Tell me, why can't we have the same magic power as the descendants of the gods, and be able to do whatever we want like them."

Jiang Yi asked with a bit of unwillingness in his expression.

"A lot of times, owning is not necessarily a good thing."

Song Minhuan didn't want to say more, he only said this one sentence, and the rest may be understood after the young man has experienced a lot of wind and rain.

"You talk like an adult every day," Jiang Yi muttered, and glanced at him. "Actually, you are not much older than me, at most one or two years older than me."

The drums stopped and the night became very quiet. Song Minhuan had consumed a lot of spiritual power in dealing with evil spirits during the day. He wanted to rest at this moment. After closing his eyes, he realized that Jiang Yi was about to crawl into his arms again.

He felt a little weird, and he wasn't used to getting too close to others, so he avoided it, his expression becoming a little indifferent.

"You don't like men?" Jiang Yi asked at night.

Song Minhuan opened his eyes. He didn't know where the young man could tell that he liked men. He thought for a while, he only liked Shen Yingxue, he would like Shen Yingxue regardless of whether it was a man or a woman.

"I don't like it," he said.

Jiang Yi was silent for a while, and then said: "You can treat me as a woman... I will be with you in the future, can you protect me?"