When Yun Yang woke up again, he was shocked to realize that there seemed to be a faint light lingering beside him.
There was a group of people fighting beside him.
"Let me see, let me see too. Let me see this rare thing, this rare person."
"Unbelievable. It's really rare."
"F * ck me, I couldn't believe it when I heard it just now. So it's true!"
"Amazing! This is f * cking amazing! "
"Tsk, tsk, tsk …"
"What a miracle."
"I can't be sure if it's a miracle or not, but at least it's a miracle!"
"Your father will kneel, will you? This is unbelievable, unbelievable …"
"If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I really wouldn't believe it …"
…
Yun Yang was dumbfounded.
What was going on? What nonsense was this?
Yun Yang opened his eyes and saw a row of heads hovering in front of him. All of them were staring at him with curious and shocked eyes, as if they had seen something rare and precious.
It felt like a group of people were watching and saying, "Wow, there's a big tiger in a cage here …"
Although Yun Yang had the reputation of being a popinjay in the past, his looks were truly outstanding. He was used to being looked at and admired by others; it was only right for beautiful things to be admired by others. Now, however, he knew himself best. What was there to look at with his looks now?
Yun Yang could still feel his head throbbing in pain, but he could not help asking, "What are you all looking at?"
Once he spoke, Yun Yang was taken aback. He could actually speak, and his enunciations were very clear.
"He's awake, he's awake, he's alive …"
"Oh my god, he's still alive with such a serious injury …"
"Not only is he alive, he can even speak. I heard it clearly just now!"
"Miracle! This is definitely a miracle! It's not fake at all! "
"Old Liu, the person you saved is alive. Your efforts were not in vain!"
Yun Yang understood at once when he heard that.
He had been saved by a kind-hearted person and the reason these people were watching him was actually because they were surprised that he was still alive after such a serious injury.
At this time, an elder appeared in front of Yun Yang with an amiable smile on his face. After studying Yun Yang for a long time, he heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Young friend, you're really lucky. If it had been anyone else, they would have died a thousand times over after suffering such severe external and internal injuries … But young friend, you're actually alive. Once you've woken up, your vigor is growing stronger. It's unbelievable. This old man has been practicing medicine for so many years, but this is the first time I've seen such severe injuries and such a unique condition."
Yun Yang replied strenuously, "Thank you, elder, for saving me."
"It's a good thing that you've regained your vitality, but your injuries can't be rushed. You need to recuperate." The old man smiled. "Just now, I brewed a bowl of medicine for you. Drink it quickly and go back to sleep. For you, complete rest is the best way to recover."
With a single thought, Yun Yang felt that all the injuries on his body had been treated.
The broken bones all over his body were all fixed by some bamboo sticks and wooden blocks. His chest, back, and all over his body made him look like a mummy.
Of course, Yun Yang dared not rest right away. He asked again, "May I ask old uncle, where is this place? Which country does it belong to? "
The old man looked at him in surprise and said, "This is the southeast of the Empire of Yutang, belonging to the Empire of Yutang's Tiannan Path. It's a small mountain village under the jurisdiction of Starlight City's Qiushui District. It's called Yellow Mountain Pass Village."
"Tiannan Road … Starlight City, Qiushui County …"
Yun Yang heaved a long sigh of relief, his gaze a little lost.
He knew of the Tiannan Path and Starlight City that the old man mentioned, but he knew nothing about Qiushui County. However, since this place belonged to Starlight City, it shouldn't be too far away.
Therefore, this place should be about five thousand and seven hundred kilometers away from the eastern battlefront.
If Yun Yang's ability had not been damaged, he could have covered this five thousand and seven hundred kilometers in two hours. Now, however …
Yun Yang closed his eyes dejectedly. Even if he were to go to the battlefield now, what could he do?
He had lost his cultivation base, his external and internal injuries were unusually heavy, especially his manifestation powers. He was even weaker than an ordinary martial artist. If he were to really go to the battlefield, he might just lose his life in the blink of an eye!
Therefore, the only priority now was to heal his injuries and recover his cultivation base as soon as possible. As for how much he could recover, everything would be left to the future. Right now, the only thing he could not do was to give up!
He closed his eyes to rest and recuperate, but the people beside him were talking.
"I wonder who this fellow is … he looks like he came from the battlefield …"
"That's most likely the case. Looking at him, even ten thousand people wouldn't be able to beat him up so miserably. Is the battle really so tragic?!"
"One can see the general trend from the smallest detail. It's obvious how terrifying it was! I wonder how Xiaoliu and the rest are doing now … "
At the mention of this topic, everyone sighed, and the atmosphere became silent for a while.
Yun Yang opened his eyes and turned his head with difficulty to ask, "War?"
It was only then that he noticed that the onlookers around him were mostly middle-aged and elderly people in their forties or fifties. Any one of them had a face full of wrinkles, traces of weathering and vicissitudes.
One of them asked, "You didn't come from the battlefield?"
Yun Yang sighed. "I was on the way to reinforce the battlefield … I was beaten up by experts from other countries …"
"Oh my god, the road to the battlefield is so difficult? And there were ambushes by experts from other countries along the way? "
The group of people was stunned when they heard him.
"The empire has issued a death warrant. All citizens have joined the war, swearing to protect their homeland!" An elder saw through Yun Yang's confusion and explained, "We are small villagers from the mountains, but everyone has a responsibility when the country is in danger …"
"The young hunters in this village have all been organized, a total of thirty-six people, to go to the battlefield. I wonder if they can arrive safely."
Yun Yang felt a surge of warmth in his heart.
"If the world was at peace and Yutang was at peace, we would naturally hide here and stand aloof from the world, seeking only peace and happiness. However, now that we're facing an autumn of destruction … although we're ordinary people, we can't live in peace. Sending our children to the battlefield to help is our duty. We don't seek to turn the tide, but we seek to have a clear conscience as Yutang's people when the country is in danger."
The few old men's faces were filled with solemnity.
"Sigh, actually, you were discovered by Xiaoliu and the rest when they crossed the river and left the mountain. We thought you were a wounded soldier from the battlefield, but as Yutang's people, we naturally felt a sense of kinship, so we sent you back and instructed us to take good care of you …"
An elder said kindly, "Child, you've been injured from the battle after all. Since that's the case, you're Yutang's warrior. As long as you're still breathing, we'll try our best to save you even if we have to spend all our wealth. Recuperate in peace."
Another elder said seriously, "You're right. This is what we all know. All those who are injured on the battlefield are our heroes! What's more, your injuries are so severe! "
The meaning behind his words was clear. If he had not gone through an unusually brutal battle, how could his injuries be so severe? Yet, he was still alive despite such injuries. This had already proven that Yun Yang was not an ordinary person. One could only imagine how brutal the battle Yun Yang had faced was. At the same time, it also proved his identity as Yutang's hero, a warrior on the battlefield!
Yun Yang said softly, "I'm ashamed!"
The few elders comforted him hurriedly.
Yun Yang felt a burning passion in his heart, an unprecedented surge of emotion surging within him.
With such a nation, how could Yutang be annihilated? How could it be annihilated?
Then, afraid that they would disturb Yun Yang's rest, the elders left the room quietly and closed the door.
Yun Yang could still hear the soft sighs outside.
"I wonder if the Nine Supremes Lords can join the war this time or not … I heard that the situation this time is unprecedentedly dangerous. Dongxuan is invading with the entire nation's military force …"
"That's right. If not, how could His Majesty have given the order to fight to the death, mobilizing the entire nation to face the national crisis together? The severity of the current situation is unprecedented!"
"We've finally had a few years of peace, but now it's going to be chaos again …"
"Sigh …"
"I don't get it. Yutang has never provoked the other countries in recent years, nor have we initiated a war. Why do these countries have to target us so relentlessly? Could it be that they can only die in peace after conquering the world? "
"I don't understand. These are probably the considerations of the important figures. We only need to do our part …"
"Sigh, how I wish I could be younger by eight to ten years. Even if this old man is only forty years old now, I'd still dare to go to the battlefield and fight those warmongers! How can the people live if there's a war every day? "
…
Yun Yang sighed inwardly. He calmed himself down and began to channel his mystical Qi with all his might.
There was really nothing he could do with his current physical condition. Instead of being anxious, it would be futile. It was better to try to recover quickly. After all, what he needed the most right now was to heal his injuries and recover his ability. Hopefully, he could still make it to the battlefield in time!
Rush to the battlefield and join in the war that would determine Yutang's survival!
Pfft!
Yun Yang spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling weak all over.
It was already the middle of the night.
There was no progress in his body and cultivation method that he had set his heart on recovering. There was no other reason than that the meridians in Yun Yang's body were extremely fragile. Even the slightest movement of his breath would cause them to shatter instantly. How could he cultivate to his fullest potential? Yun Yang had already expected this and knew that he could not be impatient. He could only take it slow, but the pain in his mind would still assault him from time to time. His internal organs also felt like they were doing somersaults in his stomach. The excruciating pain made it even more difficult for him to circulate his energy.
Fortunately, the food that Yun Zuiyue had fed Yun Yang the other day was proving to be effective. The massive energy stored in his meridians and muscles was slowly being released now, repairing Yun Yang's body spontaneously.
After multiple attempts, Yun Yang realized that he had to wait for the hidden energy to repair his meridians completely. Otherwise, any movement of his breath would trigger an excruciating pain in his meridians, as if his meridians were being torn apart. Forcefully doing so would even interrupt the healing process.
Because of this, Yun Yang decided to do nothing but lie down and rest with his eyes closed.
Early in the morning, another bowl of bitter medicinal soup was gulped down, waking Yun Yang up from his drowsiness.
Yun Yang felt it and moved his body gently. He realized that the pain in his body had lessened, especially the tearing pain in his mind. As for the wounds all over his body, they were showing signs of healing.
The old physician who had treated Yun Yang exclaimed that it was a miracle.
With the severe injuries that Yun Yang had sustained, it would be hard for him to recover even if he recuperated for a month or two. It was only reasonable that he would be bedridden forever, unable to recover. Unexpectedly, this patient had recovered so much in just one night. The vigor of life that he exuded was not what a severely injured patient should have!
Of course, the old physician did not know what kind of mystical energy was stored in Yun Yang's body. It was only reasonable for him to have such an effect. If it were not for Emmie's disappearance and the disappearance of his manifestation powers, the external and internal injuries were nothing to Yun Yang!
"To be able to recover to this extent within a day, you must be a remarkable figure!" the old physician said respectfully.
Although the old physician did not know Yun Yang's background, he could vaguely feel that Yun Yang was not an ordinary person, not even an ordinary cultivator. He could very well be a legendary ace cultivator, an unparalleled expert!
"You're too kind. I'm only a lowly soldier of Yutang." Yun Yang said respectfully, "You're the true hero who saves the world."
The old man smiled humbly.
"Grandfather!"
A youth's voice rang out. A youth around fifteen or sixteen years old walked in, the childishness still lingering on his face. He was carrying a large basket of frozen herbs on his back.
It was really difficult for a child to find such a thing in such a snowy day.
Just by looking at the travel-worn look on the youth's face, it was obvious that he was exhausted from the trip.
"You're back? Take a rest and catch your breath. Dinner will be served soon, "the old man said kindly.
"Yes, grandfather. I have something to discuss with you." The youth's childish face was filled with hesitation.
When the old man heard the word 'discuss', he shuddered inexplicably. His voice turned low as he said, "If it's not important, don't discuss it anymore. Don't let our guest laugh at us."
The youth bit his lips hesitantly and lowered his head. The tips of his feet pressed against the ground, his face flushed, but he could no longer say what he wanted to say.
The old man sighed softly and said faintly, "Speak."
"I want to go to the battlefield!" The youth lifted his head abruptly and said, "I want to go to war! I want to go to the battlefield! "
The old man's frail frame trembled again as he murmured, "Thirteen years ago … your father said the same thing …"
He turned his head slowly to look outside the door and murmured, "Then …"
The youth's eyes were red as he said, "Dongxuan's traitors have invaded my land. Yutang is in danger. I, your son, want to go to the battlefield!"
"I want to avenge my father! I want to fight for Yutang! I want to kill the enemy! "
The youth knelt on the ground with a plop. "Grandfather … the few of us have discussed it. We want to … leave early tomorrow morning!"
"How many of you? There are actually so many of you? " The old man asked shakily, "Who? Who else? "
"Erniu, Tiezhu, Shuanzi, Huzi, Kaizi … there are twelve of us!" The youth puffed up his chest and said, "Uncles have all gone. We're all grown up now. It doesn't feel good to loiter around the village all day … We only feel humiliated every day now! We can kill the enemy and serve the country! "
"Humiliated …"
The old man turned around slowly and said in a low voice, "Even if you want to go … the families must agree … If all of you leave, this village, other than women, children, and old men and women … there really isn't a single strong man left …"
The names that the youth mentioned were all the children in the village. The strong men in the village had all gone to the battlefield, so these children were the only strong laborers left in the village. They could be said to be the inheritors of the bloodline.
The youth bit his lip and lowered his head in silence. Obviously, he understood the meaning of his grandfather's words. He really did, but …
Then, the old man made up his mind and said, "Since you have decided to go, wait for another two days. Grandpa will help you pack up your luggage. Tonight … Child, grandpa will make delicious food for you and some dry rations! Then, let the aunties and grannies make clothes and cloth shoes for all of you! I'll let all of you fill your stomachs and travel warmly! "
"No!" Yun Yang, who was lying on the bed, sat up abruptly, his eyes gleaming. "At least wait for another four days!"
The youth turned to look at him and asked in surprise, "Why? Why do we have to wait for another four days? "
Yun Yang said in a low voice, "Because in these few days … all of you have to learn the art of killing on the battlefield from me! For yourselves and for your families at home, you have to increase your ability to kill the enemy and increase your ability to protect yourselves! "
The elder's murky eyes brightened and he asked worriedly, "Sir, your body …?"
Yun Yang endured the pain all over his body and said resolutely, "It's no longer a problem. Haven't you already felt that my body is getting better? The children have the heart to serve their country and are determined to go to war. I'll teach them some self-defense skills … When they're on the battlefield, at least … they'll have some ability to protect themselves … they'll have more ways to kill the enemy! "
The elder was moved to tears and said repeatedly, "Thank you, thank you!"
Although the old man was from a remote village, he was experienced in the ways of the world. How could he not know that the so-called self-defense skills were the cultivation methods of superior martial artists? The art was not easily taught. It was easy for Yun Yang to say it, but the old man dared not treat it lightly. Furthermore, the old man knew that anything could happen on the battlefield. The possibility of accidents happening to new recruits who did not know anything was too high, especially when they were at a disadvantage in terms of combat power!
An ability that could increase one's combat power and protect one's life on the battlefield was indescribably precious!
If this person in front of him could really teach his grandson the art of fighting on the battlefield, wouldn't that mean that his grandson would have countless more chances to escape death?
The elder turned back and hollered, "What are you waiting for? Kowtow to your teacher!"
The youth was stunned and was about to kneel.
Yun Yang was ashamed. There was nothing more he could do now. Forget about the fact that the old man had saved his life, just looking at the fact that the child was still going forward despite knowing the dangers of the battlefield, he should help. He waved his hand forcefully and said, "There's no need for unnecessary formalities! There are only two days. Even if you want to learn more, I can only teach you some practical things. There's no need for kowtowing. "
In the afternoon of the same day, Yun Yang asked someone to carry him out. The group of teenagers who were prepared to go to war stood before him like tree stumps.
There were twelve of them, not a single one missing. Each of the youths' eyes were trained on Yun Yang with a burning gaze.
"Killing on the battlefield is different from ordinary fights. The first thing you have to understand is that … you're not afraid of death! On the battlefield, the more one is afraid of death, the faster he will die. "
Yun Yang endured the throbbing pain in his head and enunciated each word clearly, "All of you don't need to know too much about other things. What you have to remember now is that on the battlefield, you must take good care of your comrades! This is one of the two strongest weapons for survival on the battlefield! "
"Not afraid of death? Take good care of your comrades? "The youths were obviously confused.
"Yes, these two. The latter is even more important than the former."
Yun Yang nodded seriously. "Only when you're willing to block the saber for your comrades, will your comrades block the arrow for you! Where did the saying 'brothers on the battlefield go through life and death together' come from? It comes from this. Perhaps, you will die for your comrades, or perhaps, your comrades will die for you … But, as long as everyone thinks of each other and protects their comrades … Then, their battle strength will increase by several times out of thin air! "
The youths did not fully understand Yun Yang's argument, but they bore it in mind.
Not afraid of death!
Take good care of your comrades!
The two strongest weapons on the battlefield!
The latter was even more important than the former!
"I can only move one hand now. Even if I force myself to move, I can only demonstrate it. I won't demonstrate it to you personally. Now that there are two of you, do as I say. I'll teach you some killing moves on the battlefield. "
"First, with bare hands …"
"How to use a saber …"
"How to use a spear …"
"You don't have to consider other weapons. There's no such thing as elegance on the battlefield. The two weapons I've mentioned just now are the weapons with the greatest lethality on the battlefield. The other weapons, like the long sword, are flashy but not practical. It's hard to put them to good use, so don't try to cultivate them. Besides, there are a lot of ownerless sabers and spears on the battlefield. Even if your own weapon is gone or broken, you can easily grab a weapon that fits your hand. "
Yun Yang watched as the youths practiced the skills they had just learned. Each of them knew that this was a way to save their lives, so they treated it seriously, not daring to be the slightest bit careless.
"Now, I'll teach you the art of Qi cultivation and breathing …" Yun Yang thought about it and said, "The effect of this art is effective. It won't make you martial artists or cultivators, but it complements the recovery of your physical strength on the battlefield. The effect is immediate! If you still want to learn something else, I'll teach you after you come back alive from the battlefield. Remember, if you can come back alive from the battlefield, I'll really teach you a profound cultivation method and embark on the path of cultivation! "
Of course, the youths did not know the weight of Yun Yang's promise. All they could do was nod with a silly smile.
It was not that Yun Yang was being selfish and unwilling to impart the advanced cultivation method to these youths, but he knew that it was too late to impart any advanced cultivation method to them now. The war would probably be over by the time they could cultivate a cultivation method of that level, just by the time they could sense the Qi in their cultivation.
Only the breathing method that Yun Yang had taught them that could recover their physical strength and the method to train their muscles and bones were the most practical.
For the rest of the afternoon and night, the youths were sweating in the yard as they trained diligently.
"No matter when, don't fight with all your strength! No matter what, you have to preserve some of your energy so that you have room to breathe! "
"The comrades beside you are the closest people to you! On the battlefield, they're closer than parents and brothers! Don't look down on anyone, even if you can beat ten of them with one hand! "
"Even when you're the most tired, remember to shout the slogan!"
Yun Yang taught them patiently, "When you're exhausted, shout the slogan together with others who are equally tired. It'll regenerate a surge of energy in your body that has no potential … This energy is called faith!"
"What slogan should we shout then? What's the most useful slogan? "A youth asked foolishly.
Yun Yang thought about it and said, "The most useful one is to shout that Yutang is undefeated, we have a home!"
"For our parents, for our family!"
"For the future!"
"Brothers, let's fight!"
"…"
Yun Yang knew very well that such seemingly useless and aimless slogans could often be extraordinarily effective in a life-and-death moment on the battlefield! When a person shouted out the hot-bloodedness in his chest in a desperate situation, it would increase his strength inexplicably!
At the very least, that strength would be able to support him to fight with his life on the line!
The next day.
Yun Yang was still urging the youths to cultivate, to practice killing and to practice ways to preserve their lives.
Only at night did they practice breathing in place of sleep.
Although they had only been cultivating for a short period of time, the breathing method was effective immediately. Although the youths were still new to it, they could already feel the benefits of this method. Using it to replace sleep, not only would they not feel tired the next day, they would also be more focused. This further strengthened their belief in what Yun Yang had taught them!
Yun Yang had gained a lot from this day and night as well. He could clearly feel the powerful potential within his body being unleashed faster and faster. The broken bones in his body were beginning to feel itchy, a sign that he was about to recover.
"Recover a little faster … Recover faster …"
It was the morning of the fourth day.
Each of the youths was carrying a huge backpack, standing straight in front of Yun Yang.
Yes, they were departing today.
No matter how reluctant they were, they had to embark on this journey to war!
In the bags on their backs were the rations, clothes, and a pair of cloth shoes with a thousand soles that were finely stitched together!
Almost all the resources of the entire village had been gathered in these backpacks.
Some women stood on the road outside, trying their best not to let their children see their sorrow, but tears still fell uncontrollably.
"Thank you, teacher!"
There was a loud cry.
The twelve youths knelt on the ground in unison and kowtowed to Yun Yang nine times.
"Yutang has the Nine Supremes, so Yutang's most respectful greeting to others is to kowtow nine times. To you, we must do so, even though you're not willing to admit that we're your disciples!"
In Yutang, as long as someone kowtowed to him nine times out of gratitude, it meant that this person respected him as much as he respected the Nine Supremes. This was the highest form of reverence, the highest form of respect!
"Get up, all of you!" Yun Yang said in a low voice, "I have a letter that I need all of you to deliver. You must be going to the Fortress of Resilience to the battlefield this time! No matter which of the three people you see, you can pass my letter to them. As long as you say that you're sent by Young Master Yun, this trip will be safe. "
"The three of them are called Fu Baoguo, Qiu Jianhan, and Shangguan Lingxiu! She's a woman. "
Yun Yang said seriously, "If you don't see the three of them in person, don't take the letter out!"
"Yes!" Tie Zhu answered loudly. He was the oldest among the youths, already eighteen this year. He was the leader of this group of children. He went forward to receive the letter respectfully and carefully placed it in the pocket of his shirt that was closest to his body.
The others, including the elderly, felt that the first two names sounded familiar, as if they had heard them somewhere before, but they did not think too much about it.
After all, no one would have thought that a soldier who had been crippled on the battlefield would actually know the two marshals of the empire!
They did not know that this letter, this message, was the true life-saving talisman of the twelve youths!
"If they ask me about Young Master Yun's whereabouts, just tell them that I'll be there soon. Half a month at most! "
Yun Yang said, "Also, all of you must use the breathing method I've taught you, even if you're sleeping during the journey. Don't slack off for even a moment. It's best if you can make it your instinct and get used to it. Practice your combat skills every day, no less than six hours are allowed, no matter how tiring the journey is. That's the foundation for your survival on the battlefield. Do you understand?"
The youths' eyes glowed as they committed every word to memory, etching it deep into their hearts.
The entire village carried Yun Yang to send the twelve youths off. Everyone was smiling. "Go in peace. This is the time for men to use their martial arts, to kill the enemy and serve the country, to make contributions! We're here at home! You don't have to worry about anything! "
The twelve youths knelt at the end of the road and kowtowed respectfully to the entire village. They then stood up and turned to leave, not a single one of them looking back.
The morning sun shone on their backs like they were covered in a layer of colorful clouds.
Seeing that the youths' silhouettes could no longer be seen, sorrowful cries could be heard from the crowd that was sending them off.
The ultimate battle of millions of troops from both empires!
The ultimate battle that would decide the fate and well-being of the nation!
The extreme battle that would annihilate an entire nation!
How much could the strength of twelve youths be worth?
These twelve youths would probably be drowned by the army once they reached the battlefield.
Would they be able to see them return safely in this lifetime?
Who knew how many of them would return when the twelve of them left today?
No one had the slightest confidence in this. There was only hope, only blessings!
How many youths in the entire Empire of Yutang would step into the battlefield with their blood boiling?
The feelings of these thousands of families were the same!
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