Black Wind Valley Fortress.

The only passage to the inland grasslands in the Western Regions.

The romantic Duke Ross stood at the top of the fortress and watched the endless valley in the distance. His beautiful long golden hair swayed gently in the wind. Even on the difficult battlefield, the elegant and free and easy Duke Ross was still there.

Beside him are more than a dozen deputy generals, including the Grassland War God Hutus and the Desert War God Zhou Shusheng.

The desert and grassland have fallen, and the two war gods retreated to the core of the continent with the remaining tribes. These tribal leaders who have always been free and casual did not like the Bimoon Empire, and have always remained hostile to the Bimoon Empire.

The Dongyue Empire accepted these refugees from the Western Regions very generously and provided them with shelter and food for free. This generous action made these simple Western Region men feel ashamed. Under the leadership of the two great gods of war, the soldiers from the grassland and desert joined the army of the Black Wind Valley Fortress and were willing to serve Dongyue.

These Western Regions warriors were extremely brave, and their endless hatred for the invasion of the gods and people in their homes soon became a main force guarding the Black Wind Valley Fortress.

After a year, under the leadership of Duke Ross, the iron-blooded lion blocked hundreds of thousands of gods from the fortress without allowing them to advance even a single step in the inland.

The hardships and sweats that were put into this period are hard to imagine. Millions of soldiers left their ashes here forever. The officers responsible for counting the damages of war could not even get an accurate number, let alone who they were? What is their name?

The scars of the war were huge, and waves of troops from all over the mainland kept driving here. Many soldiers had just arrived at the fortress, and before they even had time to see the fortress clearly, their bodies were sent back to the inland.

Everyone's face was full of fatigue. For a year, every time the sun sets, Black Wind Valley Fortress will receive fierce attacks from the gods without exception. This is like a tight spell, which stimulates the tired nerves of the soldiers at all times.

When the last ray of sunlight disappeared on the horizon, hundreds of large-scale lighting machines lit up at the top of the fortress, mapping the entire valley under the dizzy white light. These large-scale lighting machines require a lot of energy every minute they light up. War is a test of national strength in another aspect. The cost of every day on the battlefield is astronomical.

The veterans squatted on the ground and chatted indifferently, enjoying the tranquility of perhaps the last moment of their lives, while the new recruits who had just arrived at the fortress were ready to go there with panic. They longed for battle but did not understand what the battle was.

A young man with a young face was carrying a medium-sized card-arm that was taller than him, and his brand new military uniform was clean and clean without a trace of dust. His eyes were full of anticipation, as if he asked again: "Where is the enemy? Why haven't he appeared yet?"

Behind him, a veteran in his forties sat on the ground, not caring about the mud on the ground at all. He held a brass wine bottle in his hand, took a leisurely sip, pursed his lips, and licked his lips with great pleasure.

"Boy, where are you from?" the veteran asked.

When the young soldier heard someone calling him, he turned his head and gave a standard military salute to the veteran, "Private Wang Haibo, from the Xishan Province of the Dongyue Empire."

The veteran waved his hand, "What are you doing so nervous? If this continues, you will be nervous to death before the enemy comes."

Several other veterans heard these joking words and hugged each other and laughed, "Baby, how old are you this year? Have you been weaned?"

The recruit Wang Haibo felt very angry. It was the pride of a soldier who defended his country, but the manners of these veterans really made him unacceptable. He was careless and had no soldiers.

"Boy, when did you join the army?" the veteran asked after another sip of wine.

"I have been in the army for five months and fourteen days." Wang Haibo said proudly.

"Hey, the five-month-old recruit was sent to the battlefield. Is the empire no more troops?" the veteran said to himself.

The other veterans couldn't help but feel melancholy. On the battlefield, the probability of new recruits being able to survive was very low. These calves who had never seen blood were just enthusiastic, but they were at a loss when they really fought.

In this year, they have seen countless new recruits like Wang Haibo. They came and left. Those who survived were undoubtedly lucky, but unfortunately not everyone has this kind of luck.

"Come here and sit here." The veteran called.

Wang Haibo dared not ignore the order and came to the veteran. Looking at the muddy ground, he hesitated for a moment and did not sit, but squatted there.

"Boy, I'll give you a sip." The veteran handed the wine pot to Wang Haibo.

Wang Haibo frowned and said softly: "Drinking is prohibited in the army."

The veteran shook the wine pot helplessly and took it back.

"Boy, do you really want to know what the battle looks like?" the veteran asked.

Wang Haibo nodded firmly and looked to the west.

The veteran smiled and untied his dirty military uniform slowly, which was covered with oil and stains. There were only three buttons on the loose military uniform. The rest were not known where to go. The smell was as bad as the stables at Wang Haibo's home.

"Did you see it? This is what the war left to me."

Wang Haibo saw a huge red scar on the veteran's chest through the dizzy white light emitted by the lighting machine, which was deeply embedded in his skin, tearing it from his shoulders to his lower abdomen. He really didn't know how he survived.

Wang Haibo's face changed again and again. He seemed to see the veteran falling in a pool of blood, seriously injured.

"Old Zhou, you are showing off your medal again. Who doesn't have this thing? Boy, let you see mine." A bald veteran said with a smile.

After saying that, he stepped down the black eye mask in his left eye. The eye mask was very huge, covering half of his face.

Wang Haibo couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. His left eye seemed to be dug out, empty, with three obvious scars around his eyes.

"That guy pressed me to the ground, dug out one of my eyes and ate it. I was lucky. There was another unlucky one who was directly dug out of his heart. When he was dug out, his heart was still beating. I remember he died at your position at that time."

Wang Haibo jumped up from the ground like a spring, looking at the ground under his feet, "That senior is the heart dug out here!" He suddenly felt like he wanted to vomit. Such a bloody and terrifying thing was only heard that it also scared the young recruit.

These veterans couldn't help laughing when they looked at the nervous look of the recruit Wang Haibo.

"You bastards are scaring the recruits again. Who will fight after scaring these kids away? If you have the guts, you will send your son to the front line. I want to see if your son is a coward."

The person who spoke was a company commander. He heard laughter and walked over. He looked strange, dragging one leg on the other, and taking a mechanical and slow step.

When the veterans saw that the company commander was coming, they sat up from the ground one after another.

"Company Commander, this is the last pot of wine I brought from my hometown. Do you want to have a sip?" asked the old soldier Zhou.

The company commander took the wine pot very readily and rumbled a few times, "Well, it's really good." The company commander said, smearing his lips with his cuffs.

"Let this recruit know that the terrible war is a good thing, but don't scare him. You were not much better than him at the beginning." The company commander said seriously.

These veterans touched their scalp embarrassedly, watching the company commander walk away with his strange steps, with respect in his eyes.

"Company Commander?" asked the new recruit Zhou Haibo, looking at the company commander's strange steps.

"The company commander is a real man. His leg was bitten by the enemy and his wound was infected. The military doctor had no choice but to cut off his leg with a knife, and he didn't even hum." The veteran Zhou surnamed said in admiration.

Zhou Haibo's eyes were frozen in the company commander's figure gradually moving away, and he could not calm down. There was such a strong man in this world. He suddenly understood why these veterans obeyed the company commander's management so much.

"Boy, forget what you learned in the recruit training camp. War is not a child's house." The veteran with a blindfold patted his shoulder and said earnestly.

It was almost an hour dark, and unexpectedly, the gods and people did not launch an attack today.

This is like a huge rock hanging in the air in my heart, suppressing everyone's mood, and the uneasy atmosphere is gradually conveyed in the army.
Chapter completed!