MTL - Nine Astra Skies-Chapter 292 Return to Donglin County (seeking a monthly ticket!)

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The Jinyang Eagle flew for several days and finally reached the territory of Donglin County. After passing through several counties and counties, they were captured by the Nanban Kingdom. The sight of the scene made Ye Chen filled with anger.

From time to time, there is smoke rising into the sky. Where the Nanban National Army went, the county towns, towns, and villages all became ruins. The bodies of civilians were everywhere, and all the valuable things were stolen. Being burned is like a locust crossing.

There are corpses everywhere, blood flowing into the river, the army of the South Barbarians, it is simply human, no evil!

Ye Chen realized that the war in this world was cruel. Hundreds of millions of people were so slaughtered, which caused a great impact on Ye Chen’s concept.

"Ye Chen brother, are these people killed by the people of Nanban?" Xiaoyi saw the following situation, but also shocked. In his mind, killing has always been a wrong thing.

Ye Chen’s fist was squeaking, and he really understood what the Mingwu Emperor said. For the people of the Seibu Empire, the Emperor Mingwu was in charge of the country, and it was indeed much better than the control of the South.

"A group of beasts!" Ye Chen screamed with anger. If he had enough strength, he would have already killed the Nanban National Emperor, and he would kill the Nanban lord and expand Hongye! "Take a dog for a while, I will take it one day!"

Ye Chenqiang suppressed the anger in his heart and urged the Jinyang carving to accelerate in the direction of Yejia Valley.

"I don't know how the people are going, they are in the valley, it should be fine."

The Jinyang carvings galloped away and finally reached the sky above the Yejia Valley. The Jinyang carving circled and fell.

In the Yejia Valley, when a group of people saw the golden yang carving in the sky, they knew that Ye Chen was back, and the whole valley was in boiling.

"The patriarch is back!"

"Great, the patriarch is finally back!"

When the Jinyang carvings fell, a group of people gathered together.

Ye Chen jumped from the Jinyang carving and looked around. He found that there were a few people in the valley, wrinkled his brow and looked at the side of the leaf, and asked: "Uncle Uncle, how are there so few people in the valley? My father and they Well, why haven’t you seen Ye Meng?”

When I heard Ye Chen’s words, Ye Moyuan’s tears suddenly flowed down and hurriedly said: “The patriarch, can you save the old patriarchs?”

"What happened?" Seeing Ye Moyuan's appearance, Ye Chen's heart sank.

Ye Moyuan quickly said the matter again. After Donglin County was attacked, the people died and wounded. They saw that the army of the Nanman country would attack the county town. The communication eagle sent by Ye Zhantian and Ye Zhanlong and others failed. Contact Ye Chen, who is far away from the Imperial Capital, the people of the county town are about to be slaughtered. Ye Zhantian and others finally decided to gather the masters of the Eighth Order and the Nineth Order of Ye Family and some of the family members of Donglin County to cover the people of Donglin County. After the evacuation, and after knowing the news in the southern country, a large number of troops were dispatched to intercept.

As for Ye Meng, Ye Wei and others, they must be required to participate in the war. After being stunned by Ye Zhantian and others, they were sent to the Central Empire.

The people who stayed in the valley were all ignorant. They waited for two days, and Ye Zhantian and others were still not coming back, and they were anxious.

The fathers went to cover the people in Donglin County together and evacuated. Life and death did not know, Ye Chen suddenly rushed.

"Uncle Uncle, here is handed over to you, must not let the people out of the valley, I will save the father." Ye Chen jumped back to the back of the Jinyang carving, Jinyang carvings vacated.

"Yes, patriarch." Ye Moyuan and others looked up and found that the Golden Yang eagle had flew into the air and rushed away. They could only pray for Ye Chen, Ye Zhantian and others in the valley, hoping that they would return safely.

Ganchuan County, Xiling Prairie.

Countless people, like black ants, march toward the depths of the Xiling Prairie.

Ye Zhantian, Ye Zhanlong and others riding the gray meditation to whistle in the sky. In these few days, Ye Zhantian and others escorted these people, first north, and the result was intercepted by the army of the Nanman country. Westward, turned over the Yanshan Mountains, entered the Xiling Prairie, ready to bypass Ganchuan, and then the North God.

This is also why, Ye Chen came back from the emperor, but did not meet the reasons for Ye Zhantian and others.

The people who just started to flee, only two or three million, all escaped from Donglin County. Later, after passing through some counties and counties, more and more people joined the escape team and reached thousands of people. The giant, black-pressed team can cover the vast majority of the Xiling Prairie.

On this road, people are constantly dying, some are too tired, and some are starved to death, although Ye Zhantian and others continue to come up with some food to supply these fleeing people, but for such a huge number of people It is no different from a glass of water.

In addition, the iron horses of the South Barbarian State will appear from time to time to kill the people who fled, Ye Zhantian and others must ride the gray meditation, rush to the place where the battle took place, fight with the cavalry of the Nanman country, if not Ye Zhantian and others struggled to fight, and these people are afraid to be slaughtered.

However, for several days in a row, the spirit of Ye Zhantian and others was also highly nervous and tired, and Jane reached the limit of the body.

They still don't know everything that happened in the emperor. They only know that the counties and counties along the way were all captured by the Nanman countries. The people died and wounded. When they saw the desolate county towns, their hearts were full of despair.

The fleeing people slowly walked forward and looked at the emperor. The Mingwu Emperor was their only hope. They hoped that Emperor Mingwu could hold up a day for them.

"Grandpa, who are they?" A unkempt little girl looked up and saw a group of gray eagle flying over the sky. Each eagle stood on several people, and the little girl asked a pair of clear scorpions to look at the old man around him.

"They are surnamed Ye, our patron saint." The thin old man touched the little girl's head with a muddy hand, and there was a tear in his old eyes. "Well, if you arrive safely in the capital, When you grow up, you must remember these benefactors, who are guarding us with life."

"Yeah." The little girl is still not very understanding, but the tears of Grandpa are deeply reflected in her heart.

The people who fled, often see the gray medlar flying from the sky, they thanked them from the heart, and learned from the people around them that these people are constantly blocking the Nanban national iron riders from the east. Lin County is a place called Yejiabao.

The army of the Nanman country has not received the orders of the Nanban nationals. There are probably hundreds of teams. There are 100,000 iron horses behind these refugees. They are like a ferocious wolf. They attack from time to time and kill. There are no hundreds of surnames, and then quickly retreat.

Yejiabao plus the masters from Donglin County and surrounding counties, more than 3,800 people in the seventh order, more than 1,600 in the eighth order, more than 800 people in the eighth order, tenth order In addition, there are a total of nine people, including Ye Zhantian. Because of Ye Qiantian’s strong strength and the division’s gray-carving, he became the leader of this team.

In terms of equipment, they are also extremely sophisticated. Ye Jiabao has a lot of Lingbao, and Ye Zhantian has generously divided some of them into Xu Jian and other trusted masters.

They had dozens of battles with the iron horses of the South Barbarian. The two sides had their own damages. Therefore, the iron horses of the South Barbarian State were only trailing behind, and did not launch large-scale attacks, but after several counties, they followed. In the back, the Nanban national iron ride more and more, reaching a huge 200,000. After entering the Xiling Plain, an arduous battle is about to begin.

Because of the grassland, it is the world of cavalry.

Although they are very reluctant to bring these refugees into the grasslands, Ye Zhantian and others have no choice. The other roads are either blocked or the mountains and mountains are rampant.

The iron ride of the Nanman Kingdom, from the very beginning, made up its mind to drive the refugees into the Xiling Prairie and then began hunting.

"Big brother, the iron ride of the South Barbarians, has almost assembled." Ye Zhanying riding the gray meditation, flew to the vicinity of Ye Zhantian, the gray meditation, looking at Ye Zhantian, worried. Ye Zhanxiong went to the emperor to find Ye Chen, and Ye Zhanlong escorted the family junior to the central empire, and the remaining warriors were basically all together.

"We should have expected that they drove us into the Xiling Prairie just to launch the final blow." Ye Zhantian looked at Ye Zhanying and other Ye Family members. "Yejia's men, I Ye Zhantian I salute you, you didn't give us a shame."

"Big brother."

"We are willing to die with our eldest brother!"

The people of the war-torn generations are already in tears, but their eyes are extremely firm.

Ye Zhantian ordered the gray meditation to slowly descend. Look at the masters gathered together below. Shen Sheng said: "Behind us, there are as many as tens of millions of refugees. If we shrink back, they will lose their trust. So we can't go back. Today, we are in a troubled world, and our country is broken. Today, thank you, and fight with me, Ye Zhantian. I am grateful to Ye Zhantian. If there is an afterlife, I will fight with you. Be a life and death brother!"

"Ye's main words are heavy."

"To be loyal to the country is the duty of my Wufu."

"The owner of the leaf can walk, but still leave the same life as me, and I will be greedy and fearful of death!"

Xu Jian and others have said loudly below that after so many days of arduous battles, they have been admired by Ye Zhantian, and many people have already set their lives to death. Anyway, it is already a must, killing one and killing two and killing two to earn one. The blood of these martial arts people also came up.

On a high mountain in the distance, a Nanban national who wore a gold armor looked far away. He looked at the black-pressed refugees and showed a sneer at his mouth. He was called Wei Youyan, one of the commanders of the South Barbarians, responsible for the command of 500,000 nearby. Nanban national iron ride.

Under his command, the Nanman National Iron Rider captured thirty-one cities, and three of them were county towns. This road was killed and the Nanban National Iron Ride was invincible.

After learning that Donglin Yejia organized the power to cover the refugees north, he began to chase these refugees, drove them into the Xiling prairie, and then mobilized 200,000 elite iron horses, ready to kill these refugees. .

~~(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the astronomical registered member to recommend this work, your support is my greatest motivation.)