Why did Ren Xiaosu come here?
Was it because he wanted to kill some barbarians? No, at least not at the beginning.
Was it because he agreed with the Pyro Company? That wasn't the case either. Even though the Pyro Company had stood up for humanity twice, it was still very difficult for Ren Xiaosu to agree with their ruthlessness when carrying out their goals.
In this world, not all those in power were greedy for enjoyment. In order to pursue true justice, Wang Shengzhi believed that as long as humans no longer managed humans, they would be able to solve the problem.
Even the Wang Clan was included in the calculations of that politician, who was paralyzed from the waist down and sat in a wheelchair.
For the continuation of humanity, the Pyro Company would not hesitate to sacrifice anyone, including itself. They would raise a butcher's knife in one hand and a torch in the other, wanting to light the path ahead for future generations.
But none of this was what Ren Xiaosu wanted. Perhaps he did not know what he wanted either.
Just as he had said, he hated the phrase "we took a little detour" the most because there was a huge unknown sacrifice hidden behind it.
In the forest, he killed the barbarians one by one while the person he liked the most stood behind him to protect him.
It was at this moment that he realized he had come to Mt. Dashi to protect them.
This concept was not clear to the selfish him. But in retrospect, he stood at the entrance of the medical center and saw the wounded being carried in one by one. The cries of pain and cries of the people were intertwined like a song of loneliness and despair.
At that moment, his heart was moved. He felt that it should not be like this and that the world should not be like this.
This feeling had never been so strong before. It was so strong that he felt a little angry and wanted to kill the person who was causing the problem.
Ren Xiaosu remembered the bitter expression on Wang Jing's face when he spoke. He said that the speed of saving people would never be able to keep up with the speed of hurting them.
He also remembered the thousands of people in the cafeteria saluting him and the gratitude of the wounded comrades.
'Wudi, did you see that? As you wished, Master is also going to become a beam of light.
From today onwards, this beam of light would burn brightly from head to toe.
Ren Xiaosu slowly pulled the black saber out of the barbarian's heart in front of him. "You guys were doing fine in the north. Why did you come to the south and cause trouble for everyone? I once read a saying in a book that I didn't agree with. But now, I'm gradually understanding it. One day, you guys will also understand that the Central Plains people may look like a tray of loose sand, but the moment you guys arrive, they will unite into a fist."
After killing so many people, Ren Xiaosu gradually understood why he felt a sense of belonging to the Northwest. It was because the Northwest had never intended to fight for this world. They were only silently guarding the land behind them.
If guarding was also a path, then there were still hundreds of thousands of like-minded comrades waiting for him in the Northwest.
"I believe that the people from the Northwest are also on their way." Ren Xiaosu looked at the last few barbarians and said with a smile, "You will face the wrath of everyone in the Barrier Alliance until you are burned to ashes."
One of the barbarians said coldly, "You know nothing about the strength of the expeditionary army."
Ren Xiaosu smiled. "You know nothing about the willpower of the Central Plains people."
When disaster struck, willpower was the number one weapon humans had in the face of danger.
With that, Ren Xiaosu pounced forward and killed all the enemies, leaving behind only corpses on the ground.
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Since they had agreed to leave behind only corpses, they would leave behind only corpses. Therefore, not a single axe could be left behind.
Three hours later, the frontline commander of the Pyro Company's main forces stood on the battlefield and wondered, "Why don't I see a single axe? Where did the axes go? "
"Maybe the people who killed them took them away," an officer next to him muttered.
"There were more than 40 barbarians here. Did they take all the axes with them?" the frontline commander wondered. Suddenly, the image of a figure carrying an axe on his back appeared in his mind. He shook his head and dismissed the image. "Radioman, put me through to the commander."
With that, a radioman came over with a radio on his back. The frontline commander picked up the microphone and said, "Sir, the snipers in the mountains seem to have been ambushed by a trap set up by the barbarians here."
"Ambushed? Where are they? "P5092 frowned. He was worried that something might have happened to the two snipers.
However, the frontline commander sorted out his words and corrected himself. "Actually, it's more like those two set up a trap and ambushed the 40-odd barbarians. Let me explain. I've checked the time of their deaths and found that five of them died in different locations from the others. Moreover, based on the time of their deaths, they died earlier than the others. "
"So someone must've ambushed them first. After that, more than 40 barbarians surrounded them from all directions. Some of them fought their way in and out of the encirclement. Half of the barbarians died from saber wounds, while the other half died from sniper gunshot wounds. I feel like one of those two people used themselves as bait to create the best opportunity for the snipers to shoot."
P5092 was speechless in the command vehicle. He did not know if he should say those two people were too bold or that their abilities were too terrifying.
Just how strong were the people who dared to use themselves as bait in the barbarians' encirclement?
Moreover, the problem was that the other party had really killed these 40-odd barbarians. He could even imagine how carefree they must've been as they fought their way in and out of the encirclement.
P5092 lowered his head and realized he had goosebumps on his arms. He even yearned a little to possess such power.
Yesterday, they were still surprised that these two people could actually kill seven barbarians head-on. But today, they had killed nearly 50 of them for him to see.
P5092 marked this location on the map with a red pen. He said calmly on the radio, "This is the last preset ambush point. The barbarians should've all retreated into Longtan Canyon by now, and the encirclement has been completed. Since someone has helped us with the most important tasks in the early stages of the battle, we should wrap things up nicely. Don't let others see us belittle ourselves. "
With that, the radio was fully switched on. P5092's voice rang out through the communicators in all the soldiers' helmets. "Everyone, this is the land of the Pyro Company. Since these northern barbarians dare to provoke us, we'll make them stay here forever. Please don't forget that we're fighting for humanity's Pyro Company. Let's move out. "
P5092 completed the pre-battle mobilization with just a few simple words. The Pyro Company's 10,000-strong main force started advancing into the mountains, vowing to wipe out the barbarians in Longtan Canyon.
And after that? They would continue heading north to the main battlefield in the north to kill more barbarians.
But at this moment, over a hundred barbarians suddenly jumped into the Qingyan River upstream of Mt. Dashi and swam downstream.
The school of fish surged towards them as if they had discovered their prey. But in the next second, a barbarian suddenly took out a small piece of bone from his bosom. It was unknown what kind of creature the bone belonged to, but the moment it appeared in the river, the school of fish all scattered in fear.
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