Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Chapter 234 Attack, meet the enemy!

"Brother, I didn't mean that. I didn't do it on purpose. Don't be angry."

Wu Feipeng circled around Duan Jiashu, apologizing frantically, and even bent down and turned his head to look at Duan Jiashu's expression, successfully earning a cold eye roll.

Duan Jiashu: "...I'm not angry, don't get so close to me." He just felt guilty and frightened.

"I'm glad you're not angry. I said the wrong thing before..."

Duan Jiashu's lips moved slightly: "The situation is not good recently. Those undercover agents are not good people. I am not comfortable with you saying that. I am just making a fuss. Don't take it to heart."

When he gets angry, he also scolds himself? Wu Feipeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Although it was not easy to tell the other party the truth, it was still okay to express his attitude.

"Don't worry too much. Although most demon cultivators have a bad reputation, I don't think we can just condemn them all with one blow."

Facing Duan Jiashu's stunned expression, Wu Feipeng couldn't help but rub his head.

"The devil cultivators are just from a different system than us. They act according to their own will. Those who disregard human ethics are evil cultivators. I think there are still devil cultivators who practice properly. As for the Xuanyin Sect, it shouldn't be called a devil sect, but an evil sect."

Wu Feipeng's eyebrows were smiling, but his eyes and tone were serious. Duan Jiashu felt that the other party had some hidden meaning, but he was somewhat touched in his heart, but -

"Who told you to rub my head?" Can't you tell the difference between the big and small ones?!

Duan Jiashu frowned and slapped the hand away. Wu Feipeng chuckled and withdrew his claws with a guilty conscience.

But before the fight could begin, the communication spirit object began to vibrate - it was time for them to end their training and go back.

The Zhitong Society had a lot of things to do, and everyone was basically overwhelmed. Lu Wensheng did not tell them about this, but just left a letter and secretly called the disciples to leave.

Flying on swords in a remote place, everyone turned their heads to look at Su Shui City with some reluctance. Lu Wensheng asked about their feelings about this trip, and the disciples of the Discipline Hall chattered.

"I feel that life is so fragile and yet so tenacious. Those refugees travel through mountains and rivers just to gamble on a future."

“Although Qi Zhaoshu and the others are mortals, their faith in the path is stronger than that of many monks.”

"Although they are human, they can do many things that we cannot do..."

"I feel that the strength of life lies in the spirit, not in the superiority of the body. If they have such a spirit, can they do many things well without monks? Monks can use spiritual power to adjust water, but they can also dig canals and build water wheels..."

"It feels like we've been neglecting the power of mortals."

"When monks treat mortals, they lack the patience to observe and the humble attitude. Monks are also mortals. Aren't monks a kind of mortals? They just walk different paths. There should be no distinction between high and low."

The last sentence was said by Wu Feipeng. His background and experience enabled him to see the connection between the two more clearly.

Lu Wensheng did not make any comments, but just smiled - this lesson was taught to them by a mortal whom the cultivators had always looked down upon. No matter what, the insights gained from this experience were enough to distinguish them from other cultivators in the world of cultivation.

The other disciples did not join in the conversation, but judging from their expressions, they were also thinking about it to some extent.

In order to get back quickly, everyone walked through the formation. Looking at the light that came on when the formation was running, Lu Wensheng paused.

"Help!"

“Ouch, it hurts…”

"Who can come and save us?"

"Father! Mother!"

Lu Wensheng was slightly stunned, his chest suddenly felt stuffy and a little sour, and he turned his head suddenly - he seemed to hear something...

"What's wrong?" The others noticed Lu Wensheng's expression and looked over.

Lu Wensheng was thinking, recalling the inexplicable feeling that just surged up in his mind. After a long time, he looked at everyone.

"I'm going to go back for a while, you guys go first."

Everyone was silent——

Li Ruixi: "Is there something wrong?"

Song Wen sighed: "Why do you always have to do everything by yourself?"

Zhang Zhixu: "We are from the same sect. If you need anything, we are happy to help."

Ji Yanli: “Yeah.”

Tang He shouted, "Yes, yes, I want to go too!"

Lu Wensheng glanced at Tang He: This guy who is trying to take advantage of the situation will behave himself after writing a few assignments.

"It's just a feeling. If it's not accurate, won't it delay you?"

Liu Jiqian: "Your business cannot be considered delayed."

Yan Qingshu: "It only takes a short trip, it won't delay anything."

Wei Xun: "Shall we go?"

Lu Wensheng looked at them and smiled: "Let's go."

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It was too late for Qi Zhaoshu to see the letter left by Lu Wensheng. He felt very sorry that he could not deliver it to them. After thinking for a while, he took out the parchment used for communication. Just as he finished writing the caring words, he saw Meng Chuanbai running in in a panic.

"Huai Xiu! It's bad, there's a demon invasion! The Lou family army's base and Wencheng are in chaos, and they're almost here!"

"What?!" The pen fell onto the paper, smudged the writing.

Qi Zhaoshu didn't care about all that. He put on his clothes and followed Meng Chuanbai to the city wall. At the end of the distance were densely packed black dots. Standing on the city wall, he could feel the vibrations coming from the earth.

There is a huge gap between demons and mortals. If the demons get close, they will surely die. Qi Zhaoshu looked at the dark mass of demons that seemed to be overwhelming, and he calmed down completely.

"Arrange the people, and we will meet the enemy."

"Okay! I'll go and notify them." Meng Chuanbai gritted his teeth and ran down the city wall.

Qi Zhaoshu didn't know how he said this. As the leader of the Zhitonghui, the more important thing for him now was to escape. As long as he was alive, he would have peace of mind. But for some reason, he was shouting in his heart. He was unwilling to see the hard work of the Zhitonghui destroyed.

His throat felt a little dry - and these demons were very close, it would take time for the people to leave, they needed to delay them.

"Are you afraid?" He turned his head and looked at the soldiers on the city wall. These people should have heard what he said.

"Don't be afraid!" The guards held their weapons tightly in their hands. Their hands and bodies were shaking, but their eyes were firm - fear is an instinct, but faith can make them go against their instinct.

Meng Chuanbai ran with a sour taste in his mouth. He finally finished informing others, but saw the anxious captain of the guards.

"Young Master, we heard that demons are invading, let's go!" The captain of the guards grabbed Meng Chuanbai and ran towards the back gate of the city.

Turning his head to look at the city wall, the man's back was still there. Meng Chuanbai only felt that the beating of his heart in his chest was carrying endless power. He directly slapped the captain of the guards' hand away.

"Why should I leave? As a cadre of the Zhitonghui, I want to stay with the Zhitonghui. Huaixiu hasn't left yet, so why should I leave?"

"Now is not the time for you to be so passionate! Once those monsters bite you, everything will be gone! You should also think about your family, your mistress and the others!"

"I have parents and brothers, don't they have any?! Go away. If you die, it's my own fault for not listening to my advice. You have done your job."

After Meng Chuanbai finished speaking, he went to mobilize the people to leave. The captain of the guards hesitated for a while, took a deep breath, and chased after him.

"Everyone, leave quickly and go to the back city gate! Don't take any more of your belongings!"

"Everyone, go this way!"

When Meng Chuanbai heard the captain of the guards' voice, he looked over in astonishment. The two looked at each other but said nothing. They continued to call on the people to leave, but their eyes couldn't help but become moist.

Jiang Cailin in Lucheng was riding a horse, organizing the troops, and scanning the army that was ready to go with his sharp eyes - Lucheng was close to Sushui, and could better block the demon army.

"Opening the city gates to meet the enemy is no different from feeding them to the demons. Are you afraid?!"

"Don't be afraid!" The soldiers responded in unison with firm eyes.

"Ants can also eat elephants. Let's show them the power of us mortals! This battle is not for like-minded people, but for the people! It's a worthy death!"

"A worthy death!"

"In this chaotic world full of demons and monsters, the people are suffering. Our soldiers have no choice but to defend our land with swords and buy time for the people! Protect our homeland and show our military might - charge into battle and kill the enemy, fight the demons, and never give in!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The soldiers waved their weapons, cold light flashed, and their shouts shook the sky.

In the vast world, the mountains in the distance are undulating, and the white forest can be vaguely seen. In the nearby mountains, the wood is yellowing, and the leaves are rustling in the bleak cold wind. Rugged rocks are lined up all over the mountains.

Led by generals such as Jiang Cailin, they raised their glasses and drank farewell wine with the soldiers in the army. They smashed the glasses together, and the bitter taste could not be brewed between their lips and teeth. The wine rose from their stomachs to warm their chests. The broken glasses cut off their last way of retreat.

The sound of war drums shook the sky. Beneath the city walls, the army was ready for battle. The soldiers were wearing armor and holding weapons, their eyes burning with an unyielding fighting spirit.

Ying Wanmin brought the disciples of the academy to help look after the people leaving the city. Liu Jun climbed on his horse and looked at the silent team from which suppressed crying could be faintly heard, his eyes slightly red.

"Why don't I see any adults from other like-minded groups?"

If it were the people of other forces, at a critical moment of life and death, who would still remember the person above them? Liu Jun was stunned, but saw a pair of gray but bright eyes looking over.

Before he could think of his words, the team suddenly became angry.

"I don't want to run anymore!"

"Yes, this is a broken world with constant natural and man-made disasters. Now demons have come. What is there to escape from?"

"Yeah, where can I escape to? I've lived to this day, and only people with the same aspirations as me can convince me. I won't escape anymore, let's advance and retreat together!"

"I'm going to die sooner or later anyway, so I might as well stay and be considered a loyal and righteous person!"

"Sir, you can take the women and children and go first."

"Now is not the time to act like a hero. Human life is not a joke..." Looking into their eyes, Liu Jun suddenly realized that these "obedient" people seemed to be out of his control, and the aura of the "big shots" in the past could not suppress them.

"We have held on for so long, and we are more afraid of death than anyone else! Don't worry about these things, sir."

"Yes, sir, you are all young people. How can I ask you to follow the elders?"

"Those soldiers are young and strong. It's a shame to use them to exchange for the old, weak and disabled like us."

"We are still looking forward to a good life with Zhitonghui. Zhitonghui cannot collapse."

"That's right!"

The team that was marching like a long dragon suddenly became sparse, and some of the strong people even left the team.

"Come back soon!" Liu Jun watched them running towards the city and wiped his already wet eyes.

"What's this?"

He had no choice but to ask Ying Wanmin to take the rest of the team and leave first, and then rush back as fast as he could.

"gentlemen!"

Looking at the students who were ready to make a move, Ying Wanmin said nothing: "Let's settle the remaining people first. Who would rush to die?"

A student grinned: "Sir, this is not called committing suicide, this is called sacrifice, it is called heroic death."

"Demons are always difficult to match with mortals..."

"With a united heart, even demons and monsters can't be defeated!"

Ying Wanmin was stunned, as if he didn't expect the students to talk back. After a moment, he looked at the young students and laughed: "Okay, you guys will be the first to do this!"

The remaining team was not filled with sadness, but seemed more motivated, moving towards a safe place - as a group of people who could not contribute, their contribution was to prevent those who were dedicated from worrying.

Outside the city——

The fierce demon, wrapped in evil spirit, saw the stationed soldiers with disdain and greed in his eyes - they wanted to resist the rations that were easily eaten? It was quite interesting.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and rain was falling on the earth. Looking at the strange-looking monsters, the leading general was not afraid at all. The firelight flashed through the misty rain curtain, and for a moment, the broken walls and ruins were as bright as day. Suddenly, the sound of drums and horns was heard, as loud as thunder.

"Line up to meet the enemy—"

The dark army of demons was pressing in like a dark cloud, bringing an unprecedented sense of oppression. The soldiers widened their eyes, looking at the hideous and terrifying figure in the distance, and a chill surged in their hearts. They had never seen such a existence before. The unimaginable power and terrifying appearance made many people feel fear in an instant.

However, this emotion was only temporary. When they thought of the significance of this war, their cold hearts suddenly felt hot.

Some veterans had a flash of determination in their eyes. They had experienced countless battles and knew that this battle would be difficult, but they did not back down. The young soldiers might be afraid, but seeing the determination of their predecessors, they also took courage.

The army quickly formed a battle formation, with shield soldiers in the lead, spearmen in front, and archers in the back. As the demons approached, the air was filled with tension.

When the monsters come into range, archers fire thousands of arrows at the monsters like locusts, and spearmen stand ready to meet the monsters' attack.

The leading monster was huge and strong, with skin covered with hard scales that flashed an eerie purple light. Its eyes were burning and flashing a fierce red light, and it exuded a strong aura of violence. Its teeth were like sharp divine blades that flashed cold light, and its sturdy and powerful limbs could make the earth shake and shatter with every step it took.

It looked at the incoming rain of arrows with disdain and made no attempt to dodge - these ordinary pieces of iron were not enough to even tickle it.

(The time described in the different perspectives is different. Qi Zhaoshu's side is earlier than Lu Wensheng's side, and Lu Wensheng's perception is later.)