Chronicles of Heaven Chapter 955: Mountain Wind City (2)

Wu Tie walked slowly in a mess of refugee camps under a greased paper umbrella and a small package.

There are random wooden sheds and straw sheds everywhere, with limited materials. Many sheds are just four thin pillars propping up a broken roof, barely enough for people to accommodate.

There was not much rain outside, and there was also water dripping in the shed.

The streets are full of mud, and the sheds are also full of mud.

The grassroots officials of Shanfeng City have some ability. They built large concentrated latrines in the refugee camp. Therefore, although the refugee camp is full of muddy water, the muddy water is at least clean and there is no accumulation of unbearable dirt.

Many refugees who have just entered the city stand blankly, or walk around at a loss.

Those refugees who have set up sheds and have shelters are like wounded beasts, staring at these newcomers vigilantly and fiercely.

There are also some sturdy youths carrying clubs and guarding the edges of certain areas in groups, and other people are not allowed to approach them.

There are new restless refugees who have already clashed with previous refugees.

The muffled sound of sticks and bricks hitting the body, as well as deep crying and hoarse curses, sounded from all directions. Occasionally there are intermittent crying and coughing of babies, women's crying, and long sighs of old people.

"This **** world..." Wu Tie walked past a simple wooden shed. In the shed, on a wooden frame more than a foot above the ground, a gray-haired old man sat on it, like a dream. Muttered in a low voice.

"Let’s, just want to have a birthday..."

'Ding Ding Ding', a crisp copper bell came from the sky, and hundreds of small flying boats with a length of more than ten meters flew slowly from low altitude.

The little officials with Tsing Yi caps standing on the flying boat, with expressionless faces, picked up huge lotus leaf packages and threw them down from the air. On the ground, men and women, young and old, went to **** these lotus leaf bags.

The soldiers with decayed breath stood on the flying boat, holding their spears and yelling at the refugees on the ground.

"Don't grab, don't grab, everyone has it."

"The two dens of the young and the strong, the woman, the elderly, and the child, are all one...not too many to take, not too much to occupy, not allowed to hide...violators, cut!"

"Everyone has it, don't grab, don't mess...Looking at the young and old around you, it is easy to escape here, don't be trampled to death, that is wrong."

A sturdy man who had just entered the city grabbed a lotus leaf bag and took out two thick-faced wowotou the size of a sea bowl.

He looked at the gray-colored Wowotou, which was obviously mixed with a lot of bran in his hand, and yelled to the sky in annoyance: "This stuff, do you feed the animals?"

A flying boat stopped immediately, and an old man on the bow who was missing a palm pointed at the man and sneered: "Looking at your looks like a big cow, what's the point of cultivation?"

The big man was dumbfounded, annoyed: "How about the late life pool stage?"

The old man laughed, took out a fist-sized piece of dried meat from his chest pocket, and threw it down: "The late life pool stage? Hey, yes, hey... I want to drink spicy food. Eat and drink enough to play-po-niang, come to the barracks."

The only remaining palm thumb pointed towards his nose, and the old man said solemnly: "Shanfengcheng, I'm still willing to take out rice noodles to support you group of idlers. It is already Prince Le's favor...I want More? Come join the army, go and fight the devil!"

"There is a kind, come to join the army. The head of a demon boy is worth ten thousand crystals. It is a man. It is a future for a real sword and a gun. Here is a group of old ladies and old men. Aggrieved?"

The stout man was dumbfounded, he opened his mouth abruptly, stuffing the piece of dried meat into his mouth and chewing.

Simply stuffed the two sea bowl-sized Wowotou into the arms of an old man next to him, and the burly man roared, "Go and go, what are you afraid of? I've died once too...Hey, Hey, hey, the whole family is dead, I and the devil go desperately!"

"Brothers who have hatred with the devil boy, go desperately, go desperately!"

The stout man's eyes were slightly red, and he ran madly towards a small, well-built wooden building in the distance.

There was a flag pole in front of the wooden building, and a flag was soaked by rain, shivering weakly in the wind.

On the banner, three characters of "Recruitment Office" are written in black ink.

There are about a hundred such small recruiting houses in the huge refugee camp.

As the flying boats flew all the way, the soldiers on the flying boats roared loudly, and new refugees who entered the city continued to trot all the way towards the recruiting office.

However, it was obvious that the men who went to the recruiting office were single young men.

Those guys who are dragged down by family members, Wu Tie noticed that there were also people who were moved. He just glanced in the direction of the recruiting office, and there were cries of women and children around him, and they forced their eyes to just germinate. The gleam of fire dimmed.

Wu Tie shook his head, watching the refugees around him secretly thinking.

The situation of the Fufeng God Dynasty is probably extremely bad, forcing them to come up with a vicious plan to attract troubles, and want to draw the army of the Supreme Demon State to the Martial State.

This is a national war.

And the enemy is not a normal person, but a group of twisted and ruthless monsters.

In the end, these refugees are likely to be sent to the battlefield. As the little official at the gate of the city said, the treatment of active participation in the army and passive recruitment is afraid that the difference between the sky and the earth is far away.

Wu Tie couldn't help feeling pity for the anxiety and chaos on these refugees.

These men, women, and children are the same as his Wu people, they are all the same race, the same people. They may be clever, or stupid, or enlightened, or stubborn, or industrious, or lazy, or kind, or fierce...

They are all ordinary people.

The gray-haired old man just said yes, they just want a peaceful day.

But this world does not give them a peaceful day.

No, it's not that there is a problem with this world, but the so-called "gods" above this world, they have a problem.

People in the world~IndoMTL.com~ are generally not bad.

The bad ones are those ‘gods’!

In the distance, a blue ship shadow appeared on the horizon. When Wu Tie was looking in the distance before, the fleet from the south that Wu Tie saw had already arrived outside Shanfeng City.

In Mountain Wind City, a large group of soldiers rose into the air and greeted the fleet.

Hundreds of miles away, Wu Tie still clearly heard the cheers of the soldiers, Wu Tie released a touch of soul power to invade the ships, and found that these huge transport ships were filled with food and various colors. Medicinal herbs.

However, the number of additional soldiers was very small, and a large fleet of hundreds of large transport ships brought only less than half a million soldiers.

Moreover, each of these soldiers had a stiff complexion and a floating aura. They were obviously new recruits who had just been trained.

Among them, the one with the highest cultivation base is no more than the Life Pond Realm, and the one with the lowest cultivation base even has thousands of people in the Chonglou Realm three to five heavens.

Wu Tie suddenly felt that the war potential of the Fufeng God Dynasty was almost almost there.