What made Gu Han and others feel lucky was that the Taiwei Dixing suppression area (hereinafter referred to as Taiwei District), that is, the ruins of Chenyang City, is really not many. When Gu Han took a large number of people away from the login station, he did not even meet a single witch along the way.

"It seems that the war potential of the witch clan is almost at this point!" Seeing this scene, Gu Han couldn't help but sigh. Taiwei District is at least a very important area, equivalent to a strategic city like Luoyang City or Xuzhou City in the previous war. No matter how hard it is, it has to deploy a thousand and eight hundred troops to guard this area?

But even such a strategic center, Gu Han and others did not see a witch clan defending such a place within ten minutes. It can be seen that the witch clan had almost put all its troops into the battlefield of the Suzaku Star.

However, it cannot be said that the strategy of the Witch Clan is very stupid because the fundamental goal of the Witch Clan is not to occupy these places for a long time, but to hope to break the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation as soon as possible to liberate its ancestor witches. Therefore, their only goal is to break the battlefield of the Vermilion Bird Star. As for areas like Taiweixing and Ziweixing that have been broken are no longer important to them. It is enough to ensure that the sword holders compressed in the two areas of the Vermilion Bird Star and Qinglong Star will not be released.

This directly led to Gu Han and others not seeing any other new witch tribes except for the two witch tribes.

But besides the witch clan, Gu Han and others saw other things... They saw a corpse and were wantonly discarded on the ground.

"This is the sword holder who was originally guarding here!" Leslie Dracula let out a mournful cry. The owner of the corpse should be a human in his thirties. He only had a sword sheath hanging around his waist, and it seemed that he should be an ancient sword-level sword holder.

The body had a pretty face and looked beautiful. It was obvious that he should have been a handsome young man. Unfortunately, his stomach was scratched and his internal organs and intestines were all pulled out, and his knees became bloody and bloody. It seemed that he had been hollowed out by a giant beast with terrifying power, and his legs were broken and he died.

It can be seen that the sword holder must have suffered great pain when he died, because his eyes were protruding and his mouth was about to cry, and his mouth was slightly open. I wonder if he was chanting the last words or simply crying out painfully at the moment of his death.

"Poor guy, he should be with his son or daughter at home, rather than dying here in obscurity." A famous sword-holder who was about to be sixty years old lamented, "Maybe the one who really should die is us old guys. We old bones can't move, and it's just right to die here. Why let such a poor child suffer!"

The other sword holders stood there motionless, lowering their heads and silently muttering something. Obviously, they all had their own feelings in their hearts.

"We buried this child!" a sword holder suggested! His suggestion was immediately responded by other sword holders. They took out their sword girls and prepared to dig a hole in the ground to bury the young victim.

"No!" But their behavior was interrupted by a rough voice. Gu Han stood in front of them and said to them in a more indifferent voice, "We have no time to waste a dead person, unless you want to become the same dead person as him. The troops of the witch clan may come here at any time. If a second of time is wasted here, it is very likely that they will lose a life. No one is allowed to stay here and rush to Tai'an County!"

Gu Han's order was issued, and no one seemed to plan to execute Gu Han's order. They were still silently standing by the poor victim. All they wanted was digging a hole.

"You guys, I'll leave if you don't leave." Seeing this scene, Gu Han shook his hand angrily, and then left here first, just like what he had done in the Star Shuttle before.

"Let's go! A bunch of old guys are not as decisive as a little brat!" An old sword holder said as if he was ridiculed, and then left with Gu Han. His actions also made other sword holders leave here helplessly after a prayer.

This is war, a cruel war to the death.

On the way later, Gu Han and others saw more corpses. Most of these corpses were ancient sword-level sword-holders, and a small number were famous sword-level sword-holders. All of these corpses were incomplete, some had their arms missing, some had their thighs removed; or some had their arms left, and some had their thighs left.

These corpses were obviously all sword-holders who died tragically under the attack of the witch clan while guarding the Taiwei District. Ordinary people in the base city often complained that their lives were already so painful, but they still had to be ridden on their heads by those sword-holders as they acted as a blessing.

Those sword holders live in the safest places in the city, enjoying the most delicious food that humans can enjoy, and ride the most beautiful women under their bodies... Some sword holders in their seventies and eighties can even play with some young girls of seventeen or eighteen years old, and call them maids... How unfair is this world, sword holders are really the most enviable profession in the world.

These ordinary people will never see the real battlefield of sword holders. As long as they do not experience the great invasion, 95% of ordinary people in the world will die. Although they cannot eat enough, they will never starve to death. They may not have their own house, but they will definitely find an urn of their own.

But what about the sword holders here with these common sense! Only less than 15% of sword holders in the world can die, and the remaining 85% of sword holders can only die in the most painful way in the world, and then they are so miserable that they don’t even have a box of their own. In the end, they can only corpse in the wilderness, just like these sword holders they met along the way.

From this point of view, those ordinary people who complain about the injustice of the world every day are probably the luckiest people in this world, because they can live safely to the end.

There was once a very famous line in a movie before the Great Destruction, called "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility." This sentence slightly modified is probably the best portrayal of the sword holder. "The greater the ability, the more enjoyment, the more you die."

After about half an hour of horses moving, Gu Han and others finally approached the edge of Taiwei District. Along the way, Gu Han only met three little witches from the witch clan, and they were all directly cleaned by Gu Xuanwu... After these three battles, Gu Xuanwu also told Gu Han very surely that she could use sword sou here perfectly and would not be disturbed by the power of stars.

Just when everyone was about to leave the most dangerous Taiwei District, it suddenly happened. The sixty-year-old swordsman in the team suddenly exclaimed, and then he threw himself on a corpse not far away and began to cry out loudly.

"Xiao Wu... My poor Xiao Wu... My child... Woo Wu..." Gu Han walked to the sword holder and found that he was crying with a broken corpse. The corpse was divided into two pieces, with only one head and half a shoulder left in the upper half, and only half a butt connected to the thigh in the lower half. As for where the middle part went, I don't know.

This corpse is only very well preserved. From the appearance, this is a sword holder in his thirties. His beard looks very rough. It is just from his appearance, but it has some similarities to this sword holder who holds his body and cries.

Listening to the cry of the sword holder, the corpse seemed to be his son!!

"What's going on?" Gu Han asked in a low voice.

"This is Lao Chen's son!" Another swordsman who is about the same age as this sword holder said with a sad look on his face. "Old Chen is probably the only one among us sword holders who took the initiative to come in. He was not on the list of Black Palace Sword Spirits. After hearing that I was selected on the list, he took the initiative to find Black Palace Sword Spirits and hoped to join this volunteer team."

"Old Chen made a lot of contributions when he was young, and he was over 60 years old, so the Black Palace Sword Spirit did not approve him to join this team at the beginning. It was he who knelt in front of the Black Palace Sword Spirit and begged to the Black Palace Sword Spirit that the Black Palace Sword Spirit had to disagree with him joining!"

"... Could it be that he entered Shanhaiguan for his son? And this corpse is his son?" Gu Han said guessingly.

"Yes, this is his son..." Speaking of this, the sword holder paused, "This is his only son."

"In fact, his son is also a bastard. He did not become an ancient sword-level sword-holder until he was an old sword-holder. After a few days of becoming a sword-holder, he took a fancy to a sixteen-year-old girl. He relied on his identity as an ancient sword-holder and forced him to be a maid. As a result, his son was not lucky. The little girl's childhood sweetheart became an ancient sword-level sword-holder after he turned 18. In less than a year, he became a sword-level sword-holder. In three years, he became a famous sword-level sword-holder and became a famous genius far and wide."

"After this young man became a famous sword-level sword-holder, he directly collected all kinds of evidence that his bastard son forced the girl to become his maid, and sued the Feng Discipline Inspection Commission. The Feng Discipline Inspection Commission naturally valued this young genius more. In addition, his bastard son was indeed bastard, so he was sentenced to five years of imprisonment by the Feng Discipline Inspection Commission three months ago."

"As a result, Shanhaiguan was in urgent need of manpower, so his son, an ancient sword-level criminal, was directly assigned to Shanhaiguan, saying that as long as he could last three years, he would be able to get freedom when he came back."

"Old Chen can't bear to leave his son! This is his only son! He often dreams that her son will die in Shanhaiguan! So when he heard that Shanhaiguan was in crisis again, he took the initiative to ask to enter Shanhaiguan and want to meet his son for the last time... I really didn't expect that all his dreams and hopes would come true at this moment. He did meet him at the last time, but his son was also dead."

"My baby son!" The sword holder couldn't bear to look at Lao Chen who was crying and gritted his teeth to Gu Han. "Young man, I hope you can understand the pain of an old man who lost his son. At least you can give him a chance to be buried!"

"I'll give him five minutes..." Gu Han licked his lips and said, "Let him dig a hole quickly."

(To be continued.)
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