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Volume 14, Chapter 36 Miracle (1)

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    An hour before Zhang Tie's blood-fire sky curtain erupted, everything slid to the icy track according to the established cruel trajectory. In such a desperate situation, everyone struggled with all their strength.

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    Salba tightly held the short knife in his hand and followed the pioneer who brought him here with stiff and nervous steps to the battlefield above the ruins.

    The handle of the short knife was wrapped with a thick strip of cloth. At this moment, the strip of cloth was completely soaked by the sweat overflowing from Salba's palm. It felt a little slippery when held in his hand.

    Before going to the battlefield, Salpa drank a full drink of water. The water was the last drinking water he carried with him. After drinking it, it was gone.

    Since a week ago, when the passage leading out of this ruins completely collapsed in a terrifying earthquake, all the pioneers have fallen into terror and despair.

    Salba is only eighteen years old this year and is a young pioneer. Just like many old stories circulated among pioneers, because his father is a pioneer, he is also a pioneer. He is not a pioneer.  He didn't know who his mother was. From the time he was sensible, he followed his father to join the ranks of pioneers and lived a wandering life.

    His father passed away two years ago. Before his death, his biggest wish for Salba was to let him settle down - to go to a human city, find a job that can make a living, and then find a woman to live happily.  Life¡­¡­

    Until a week ago, he didn't understand why his father had such expectations for him. Only then did he understand, but it was no longer possible, because Salba knew that he was going to die, even if he could survive  After today, he will die too.

    Despair spread among the pioneers.  It has been spreading for a week. This ruins and ruins are like a cage in the dark, more like a tomb that cannot see the light of day. All the pioneers are buried here.

    Facing the powerful and well-trained army of the tribal alliance, all the pioneers knew it after just two days of confusion.  This is the grave of the pioneers. No pioneer will leave here alive

    The abyss-like despair made the pioneers feel suffocated, and their final madness burst out from this suffocation.

    A week ago, no pioneer could imagine what it would be like to face the army of the Alliance of Tribes, but now.  The pioneers not only faced off against the army of the tribal alliance, but they also attacked two water sources occupied by the army of the tribal alliance two days ago and achieved a small victory.

    A rough and strong hand fell on Salba's shoulder and patted it gently.

    "Salpa, follow me later, don't be nervous, everyone will be relieved after today" It was Uncle Milan who spoke.  The leader of their small group of pioneers was a pioneer in his fifties. In just a few days, Uncle Milan's lips became chapped due to thirst, and the sparkle in his eyes disappeared.  The whole person was full of despair and decadence.

    "Are wewill we die?" asked a hoarse voice, a companion in this small team who was two years older than Sherpa.

    Uncle Milan smiled helplessly and weakly.  "In the legends of the pioneers, such ruins are cursed places. Before the catastrophe, this place had swallowed up countless lives and blood. When the pioneers came, it would swallow them again. Those who came here  People have disturbed the purity of the undead here, so everyone must use their lives to keep company with the undead here"

    "II don't want to die" Someone began to sob softly.

    "Don't be afraid. Everyone is with you. It will be fine in a moment. It will be fine in a moment. If we win, we can hold on for a few more days" Uncle Milan's comfort was not so much comfort as it was that he couldn't see it.  to any chant of hope.

    The pioneers walked onto the battlefield one by one. There was no formation. Everyone just relied on instinct, followed the people they knew, followed their leader, and walked silently towards the place where they were heading for death.

    If we delay for a few more days, the pioneers will be even less able to fight back. Therefore, whether it is life or death, today is the day when the end must be made. It may be better to die happily on the battlefield than to die of thirst and starvation later.

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    "This is a battle without any sense of honor and without hope!" Somewhere in the ruins far away from the battlefield, I watched tens of thousands of pioneers marching away from the tribal alliance army one after another.  With the battle lines assembled like moths to the flames kilometers away, Roslav sighed, "The armies on both sides are full of death energy and have no morale at all. There will be no winner in such a battle.", everyone is killing people just to survive. I don¡¯t want to participate in such a battle!  "

    "What a pity!" Wajid also sighed, turned to look in the direction of the tribal alliance's camp more than ten miles away, and shook his head, "Originally, I thought that person might be the one we were looking for.  Human, I didn¡¯t expect¡­¡±

    "The pressure of imminent death and despair is not something that every young man aged seventeen or eighteen can bear. How many geniuses are unable to grow up in the end because they cannot withstand the huge pressure. Not to mention a young man, even in the tribal alliance  Aren¡¯t there some soldiers who went insane because they couldn¡¯t bear the pressure?¡±

    "Perhaps we have too many unrealistic hopes for him, that's why it feels so difficult to accept at this moment!"

    "I hope he can survive it!"

    "No matter what, no matter what others do, we must take out these warriors of the giant bear tribe who are following us intact. Their lives and their missions belong to my king. They should not be worthless.  Die here!" Wajid looked back at the group of giant bear tribe warriors standing behind him.

    Roslav nodded solemnly.

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    ¡°Pass my order, the supplies and trophies captured by every warrior of the tribal alliance participating in the battle this time do not need to be turned over!¡± Gang Gula¡¯s cold voice sounded from the central tent of the tribal alliance.

    There were leaders and nobles from other tribes in the big tent. Gangula's order made the dull atmosphere in the tent a little more lively. Many people ran out to convey this latest order to the warriors of their respective tribes.

    Before the war started, Gangula saw the Explosive Bear Hammer standing on the weapons rack in the tent. He suddenly thought of Zhang Tie and his heroic figure wielding the terrifying hammer, so he asked.  "Where's Peter, what are you doing now?"

    ¡°He¡¯s still sitting on that ruined building!¡± Nurdo said in a neither salty nor bland voice.

    "Oh!" Gangula glanced at Sabrina, who was sitting next to him with a calm face, and Aurora, who was wearing a mask and couldn't help clenching her fists after hearing this question, with a bright smile on her face, "  Forget it, remember to send him something after victory, and find a doctor to check on him. Don¡¯t let him really starve to death. Anyway, he can be regarded as our guest now.¡±

    Hearing what Gang Gula said, several leaders of small and medium-sized tribes who were eager to flatter Gang Gula laughed dryly in the tent, as if Gang Gula had told a good joke.

    Aurora snorted coldly, turned around and walked out of the tent.

    "What are you laughing at?" Gangula's eyes turned to the guys who were laughing.  He asked coldly, his eyes turned a little scarlet, and those guys were like chickens with their necks stuck, and their laughter stopped abruptly.

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    In a place further away from the battlefield, close to the camp of the tribal alliance, the tense atmosphere of the impending war in the distance did not affect this place at all.  If these ruins and ruins are now a huge tomb, then this place is a tomb within a tomb.

    This is the wounded barracks of the tribal alliance, a place that makes people even more desperate at this time.

    I don¡¯t know how long I slept, but Maxim woke up in a daze, struggled to get up from the simple floor bed, suppressed the thirst that burned his throat, and carried a simple luggage with him.  I found my notepad and pen.

    As an inconspicuous army logistics secretary in a small tribe in the tribal alliance, he was injured three days ago while participating in the tribal alliance operation. Then, like many wounded soldiers, he was discharged after simple treatment.  Sent here to die.

    We are indeed waiting to die, because for all the people who came here, all the supplies were reduced by two-thirds at once.

    Got a notebook and pen.  Maxim suddenly seemed to have sustenance in his heart. Decades of professional habits have made certain behaviors become his instincts and joy of life, as long as he holds a notebook and pen in his hand.  As long as he could still record things, Maxim was like a snail putting on its shell again, feeling safe and secure again.

    Maxim moved his body with difficulty, and finally found a dusty corner in the enclosed yard that was closer to the fluorite lamp and sat down. He was about to record something in his notebook.  There was a sneer.

    Although a tribal alliance warrior who was half lying on the ground was already very weak, seeing that Maxim was still insisting on recording those damn notes at this time, he couldn't help but taunt him.

    ¡°It¡¯s about time Secretary, youYou are so diligent. Are you writing a suicide note? If you have this little effort, why not go and see if Sher next to you is still alive? If Sher is dead, call for help quickly. If the dead person is not carried away quickly, here is the place.  Even a living person can't hold on for much longer"

    Seeing a bunch of injured soldiers who couldn't move, they suddenly turned their heads to look at him. The gentle-tempered Maxim put down his notebook, struggled to stand up from the ground, and came to a man lying on the ground not far away from him.  Be next to the wounded person and check the situation carefully.

    Sher¡¯s lips were as dry as a layer of batter, but they were still trembling slightly. Maxim leaned down and put his ear to Sher¡¯s lips, and could only vaguely hear one word.

    "Waterwater"

    There was a military water tank in the yard, but the water tank was so dry that it could blow dust. Next to it was a large, mediocre-looking tin open water bottle. It was a worthless item that the pioneers dug out from the ruins.  Being thrown here to be used by a bunch of wounded soldiers, Maxim struggled to reach the sink, picked up the water bottle with some difficulty, and turned the water bottle upside down. After a few seconds, the mouth of the bottle condensed a little.  Water droplets, those water droplets stick to the mouth of the bottle, but they don¡¯t want to fall off.

    "Shel wants water, but there is no water here"

    Everyone was silent, and the atmosphere of despair and helplessness once again spread from the sink and water bottle without a drop of water. Even the wounded soldier who mocked Maxim lowered his eyes

    Putting down the bottle dejectedly, Maxim said nothing more, but struggled back to the corner, sat on the ground, and opened his notebook.  He held the pen for a long time, not knowing what to write. In the end, he only left a paragraph of text on the paper.

    ¡ª¡ªOn October 7, 890 in the Black Iron Calendar, the shadow of death shrouded the wounded barracks. This was the fifth day of water shortage. I didn¡¯t know how many days I could survivewhether I was injured or not.  Whether they are in the wounded barracks, everyone here does not know how many days they can live. In this place where only a little light can be seen through fluorite lamps, everyone is breathing despair and death.  fear¡­¡­

    I know I am not religious enough.  I don¡¯t have any faith, but at this moment, I pray with all my strength. If there is really a God in the world, then please ask God to save the people who are trapped here by despair and fear, and let us humble and ordinary people  Man can see the manifestation of God.  Bathe in the glory of God, and may the fear of God by us mortals make us no longer humble and fearful.

    The sound of distant war drums interrupted Maxim's thoughts. He stopped writing and looked up into the distance. He knew that many people would die there today.  This wounded barracks, which is still relatively empty until now, may become an overcrowded flesh and blood market tomorrow

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    Half an hour later

    On the battlefield where the tribal alliance and the pioneers were fighting, the drums and shouts of death were fierce. The pioneers, who were determined to die, burst out with huge potential at this moment, and they could fight with the army of the tribal alliance.  Inseparable.  The battlefield of tens of thousands of people was cut into pieces by the terrain of ruins and ruins, turning into hundreds or thousands of battlefields of various sizes

    Outside the battlefield, Roslav of the Ice Bear Tribe, who had been observing the situation on the battlefield, suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart.  Turning his head and looking in the direction of the tribal alliance's camp, Roslav froze.

    Just a few kilometers away, a huge and strange war spirit totem-like thing slowly appeared on the horizon like a burning flag, getting higher and higher. In this dark underground, it was almost like  The sun was equally dazzling, illuminating half of the sky blood red.

    ¡°What is that?¡± Wajid, who discovered a huge red light coming from behind him, turned around and was stunned for a moment.

    After the red light and burning bloody sky that seemed to illuminate the entire space appeared, even the people on the battlefield who were fighting fiercely noticed it. Facing such a strange and unheard-of sight, everyone was dumbfounded.  , I don¡¯t know what happened

    After hearing the report, Gang Gula walked out of the camp and looked at the camp with surprise in his eyes

    The leaders of a group of small and medium-sized tribes looked at the strange phenomenon that appeared in the direction of their base camp, and they all opened their mouths, wondering what happened

    Aurora turned around and looked at the place where the blood-fire sky rose. It seemed it seemed that was where Peter was. At this time, Aurora didn't even care about anything else. With a movement of her body, she suddenly  Wherever he rushed.

    "That seems to be where Peter is!" Sabrina seemed to be saying to herself, and Gangula's brows jumped

    It¡¯s shocking to receive thisImpressed by the strange sight of Si, the shouts of killing on the battlefield slowly became quieter. The soldiers and pioneers who left the battlefield turned around one by one and looked at the strange scenery in the distance.

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    "Maxim, what's going on? Is there a fire outside?"

    "Ah, this fire is too big"

    "No way, there's no wood piled up anywhere. How can anything burn so vigorously?"

    The wounded soldiers who could not move were lying on the ground, looking at the firelight that seemed to come from the direction of the camp next to them, and asked uneasily.  The wounded soldiers who could still move struggled over to see the situation.

    At this moment, Maxim looked at the figure bathing in the firelight in the distance. He had already lost his ability to think. He knew what the fighting spirit totem looked like, but the scene in front of him could not connect him with the fighting spirit totem. Then  It feels more like a sun rising from my side.

    While Maxim was in shock, the figure slowly walked towards the wounded barracks. Every step was filled with a sacred flavor, making Maxim's heart beat wildly

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