If the Yao Emperor and Emperor Shura knew that after the destruction of Imperial Dragon City, the war with the humans had continued for more than ninety years.
Perhaps they would change their decision in Tian Nan City.
In these ninety years, the humans had been pushed back again and again, but the Yao and Shura armies had left behind countless corpses with every step they took.
In these ninety years, Emperor Shura and the Yao Emperor had wanted to destroy Tian Nan City countless times, but because of their reputation, they had not done so.
Until now, the humans had lost ninety percent of their territory, and only a small part of the Southern Border remained.
They could destroy Tian Nan City at any time, but there was no need to. After Zhu Que City was destroyed in the Southern Border, the Yao and the humans had fought countless battles in the Southern Border.
But the Yao had never gained an advantage, and they had never even seen the walls of Tian Nan City.
Until today, ninety years later, the Yao army had finally broken through most of the defenses in the Southern Border. Facing the setting sun, they could see the corner of the city walls.
In these ninety years, the humans had risen generation after generation of experts, but the Yao and Shura races also knew that this was the final radiance of the human race.
What little luck they had, with the rise and fall of these experts, had been squandered away.
At this moment, the Yao and Emperor Shura finally understood that even though the humans had only existed for fifty thousand years, they were still one of the great overlords of the Primitive Continent.
A starving camel was still bigger than a horse, and it was perfect for the humans.
In the past ninety years, the Untainted Land had undergone tremendous changes. The Deity Tribe and the Sorcerer Tribe had fought countless wars, big and small. However, the decisive battle had only occurred three times.
The Divine Race won two of them, but lost the last one. This defeat was fatal for the Divine Race.
The Wu people had wiped out most of the Divine Race's elites at Mount Buzhou and occupied most of the Divine Race's territory. Their luck had soared.
The Shura and the Yao worked together to dismember the humans, dividing their territory and luck. Other than the Southern Border, the two races once again bordered each other.
This was also one of the reasons why the humans had been able to survive until now. The demons and the Asura Tribe that bordered the border often fought each other.
However, in the eightieth year, before the final decisive battle between the Shen race and the Wu people, something happened in Mount Buzhou that attracted the attention of the Four Emperors.
A powerful restriction suddenly appeared on the peak of Lingjue Peak. In the following ten years, the Heaven-Destroying Formation suddenly lost contact with the Four Emperors.
Then, under the Heaven-Destroying Formation, the experts of the Four Tribes suffered a devastating blow. If the Four Emperors had not barged into the Formation and saved most of the experts, the Four Tribes would have suffered heavy losses.
Therefore, in recent years, the Four Tribes had focused most of their attention on Mount Buzhou. The Four Emperors had joined forces to attack the Heaven-Destroying Formation several times, but they had not succeeded once. There were even a few times when they had entered the Heaven-Destroying Formation and almost did not make it out.
No one knew what had happened at Mount Buzhou, and no one knew why the Heaven-Vanquishing Formation had gone out of control.
The only thing the Four Tribes knew was that a powerful enemy had taken control of the Heaven-Destroying Formation. However, they did not know who this powerful enemy was.
However, this did not give the humans a chance to breathe. After the Four Emperors' attention was drawn away, the demons and the Asura Tribe continued to fight each other.
The pressure on the humans did not lessen.
The one who led the army was the new Crown Prince of the demons, Hu Bandit.
Hundreds of years ago, Hu Bandit felt the power of the Eye of the Gods disappear. With the help of the Yao Master, Hu Bandit suppressed the princes of the other eight tribes and became the Crown Prince of the demons.
Hu Bandit, who had experienced the Eye of the Gods, was extremely wary of the humans.
When his army pushed all the way to Tian Nan City, Hu Bandit's eyes were filled with murderous intent as he looked at the city he had longed for for decades.
He held great reverence for the human race, and this reverence also brought him fear. This fear made him the main force to destroy the human race.
When the demons reached the city, Tian Nan City had already prepared a response.
Tang Tianjun glanced around and knew that the demons would not attack tonight. He reorganized the defenses and returned to the city.
The Fire, Metal, Mountain, and Wood Tribes were responsible for dealing with the demons. The Fire Tribe was the main force.
At this moment, the warriors of the Four Tribes were ready to go. They could leave the city and fight the demons at any time.
Looking at the young faces in front of him, Tang Tianjun felt a little sad. He knew that many of them would not live to see tomorrow's sunset.
However, Tang Tianjun, who had experienced many hardships, quickly suppressed the small waves in his heart.
However, looking at the faces of the young warriors, he could not help but think of himself in the past. Many of them were still children, and many of them were still inexperienced.
He did not doubt that when these warriors went out tomorrow, they would fearlessly charge at the demons. What made him sad was that their fight was destined to be fruitless.
When he followed Ye Tianze in the past, there was hope when he fought with his life on the line. However, there was no hope now.
But he knew that he could not bring this emotion to them. As a commander, he had a cold side.
After a long silence, Tang Tianjun suddenly said, "Tonight, the inner guards will be in charge of guarding the city. Therefore, the Four Tribes can rest for the night."
Hearing this, the warriors of the Four Tribes were filled with doubt.
After a while, a young warrior opened his mouth and said, "Sir Tribe Leader, now that the demons have reached the city, how can the inner guards defend the city? This is the last hope of the human race. If we lose Tian Nan City, how can the human race survive?"
"Sir Tribe Leader, we do not want to rest. We are willing to defend the city. We know what it means to lose the city. We grew up in war. We have never seen Mount Buzhou, but our elders have all died for the human race. They have no regrets, so we have no regrets."
"Sir Tribe Leader, can you tell us what Mount Buzhou is like? We have always heard from the elders in the tribe how you fought against the foreign races at Mount Buzhou. How you fought against the demons with only ten thousand Fire Tribe elites against the hundreds of thousands of demons and shuras. We want to hear it from you personally. Is it true? "
"Yes, did we really set foot on Mount Buzhou? Did our human race really cause the four races to fear us before? "
Hearing this, Tang Tianjun's heart was as hard as stone, but he still felt a lump in his throat.
He suddenly recalled the time at Mount Buzhou, when the 10,000 elites of the Fire Tribe fought against the 100,000 demons and won the battle.
He thought of the few young warriors who were unwilling to leave the battlefield because they were afraid that they would become deserters. They had already been buried in a foreign land.
But Tang Tianjun still remembered their faces.
He did not like this feeling, but he was touched. Sometimes, Tang Tianjun even hoped that these young warriors would show some fear.
This was too mature, a maturity that did not match the atmosphere and age. It must have been accumulated under countless pressures.
They were a generation that grew up in war. Since they were born, the human race had been retreating. When they were born, the will of the human race, Imperial Dragon City, had been destroyed.
The demons and shuras had wreaked havoc on the human race's land. They were taught to be warriors from a young age.
No matter male or female, they had to be strong to protect their land, their home, and their race because it was about to be destroyed.
Tang Tianjun suddenly felt like crying. He remembered that he had not shed a single tear since Boss left.
Even when his children were born, even when his children died in battle or on the battlefield, he did not shed a single tear.
The entire human race was like this. As the leader of the Futian Tribe, the leader of the Fire Tribe, and the commander of the seven tribes, he could not cry.
He could not shed tears. His child was no different from other people's children. They all had to do their best for their race.
But at this moment, Tang Tianjun really wanted to cry. But he raised his head, not letting the warriors see his face.
He looked at the sky and asked in his heart, "Boss, why did the human race end up like this? Didn't you say that you would lead us to the top of Mount Buzhou? Didn't you say that you would lead the human race to become the king of the world? Boss, how can you go back on your words? Boss, I never thought that the Human Race would perish. I never thought about it. "
He looked at the sky and muttered to himself for a long time. Finally, he lowered his head.
He stroked his white beard and looked at them quietly. He said, "Do you want to hear the story of Mount Buzhou? Let's talk about it tomorrow. If you can survive tomorrow, I'll tell you all about it. Go, go find your beloved girls and tell them that you're going to the battlefield tomorrow. Go and confess to them. Go and tell them what you're thinking. Go and tell your children what you're going to do tomorrow. Go and say goodbye to your wives. Go … go … "
After he finished speaking, Tang Tianjun turned around. The warriors of the four divisions looked at each other. They didn't think that the dignified marshal would be so gentle.
Only when the leaders of the other three divisions gave the order did they leave the square uneasily.
That night, Tian Nan City didn't sleep.
When Tang Tianjun returned home, he saw that his youngest son had already put on his armor. His heart trembled slightly.
He turned around and left. He went to find Lan Yuheng and found that Lan Yuheng's expression was almost exactly the same as his.
They smiled bitterly at each other. Lan Yuheng took out the wine. Then, Master Ming, Wan Tong, Lee Chao-young and the others all rushed over.
The last to arrive was Zhu Que. On this night before the final battle, according to military rules, they shouldn't drink. As the leaders of Tian Nan City, they shouldn't drink even more.
But this time, they forgot all the rules. Because they knew that if Tian Nan City was gone, the human race would be gone too.
Sun Qiqi took out her best wine. Zhao Mingli took out the immortal fruits that he had collected for many years and placed them on the table.
They talked about the past. They didn't think that in the end, it was this group of "young people" who held up the last of the human race's dignity and will.
They wanted to get drunk, but they didn't know why, no matter how much they drank, they didn't get drunk. Later, they found out that Sun Qiqi had done something fishy. She was afraid that if they got drunk, no one would defend the city tomorrow.
The moonlight shone on their faces. They carefully looked at each other and found that, other than women, their old friends had gray hair.
They looked at each other and smiled, but there was no longer the joy of the past.
If the Wind, Thunder, and Water Divisions weren't still fighting outside, they could say goodbye to each other.
It would be great if they were here as well.
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