The little sparks slowly fell, and one of them landed in an ordinary countryside in the interior of Daqian.

At this time, several messengers on fast horses were running hurriedly on the road,

Passers-by and caravans were trying to avoid each other, but there were always some scratches, but no one said much.

Because the news from the front line has already spread, although they have defeated the ghost beast tribe, the angel tribe and the devil tribe have already spoken out at the same time.

They have put aside the war between each other and are preparing to go through the violent sea with all their strength. The expedition is about to begin.

Although the Sea of ​​​​Rage is extremely vast and there are many hardships in it, angels and demons have already crossed the sea to reach Daqian, and large-scale navigation is only a matter of time.

Maybe it will take one year, two years, or even 10 years, but there will be a day, so there is not much time left for them.

If we say that they can use their numbers to make up for the gap in strength between them and the Ghost Beast Clan,

So the gap between Daqian, the Angel Clan, and the Devil Clan is as big as the violent sea between them!

What's more, there are two gods on the other side.

The huge gap makes them despair.

It's not that I haven't thought about surrendering, but if you look at the place in Daqian that was occupied by the ghost beast tribe, there are not even one out of ten people in that place.

All they can do is remain silent.

The pedestrians walked in silence, they wanted to go deeper into Daqian, even though everyone knew that one day, they would be unable to escape.

But everyone hopes that this day will come later.

The merchants also drove their carriages in silence, although people from various big families had issued orders to pool all resources.

Even if they are not optimistic about the outcome of the final resistance, they can only obey orders.

Only in the fields on both sides of the road, local farmers are still working.

A farmer's child looked at the hurried pedestrians on the road and couldn't help but ask his father,

"Dad, they are all discussing, why don't we escape?

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After hearing the question, the farmer still did not put down his work and said while working,

"It's exactly the time when farming is busy. If we leave, what will happen to the crops in the field?"

"Our family has a weak foundation. Even if we run away, we won't be able to run very far."

"And even if we go to other places, without land, what work will we do?"

"Don't think so much. After you finish the things in this small area, go to school quickly and do whatever you have to do. This life will go on."

The farmer's child nodded his head as if understanding, but suddenly said,

"Dad, I had a dream yesterday. There was red everywhere in the dream, but the people there lived very well. They had meat to eat every day, and..."

But before he could finish his words, the farmer interrupted him and said,

"It's really a dream. There is no place like that to work."

After saying that, he continued to work hard.

Farm work is never done,

While the messengers came and went, he was at work,

When more and more people along the coast were fleeing, he was still working.

When the armies of various noble families passed by, he was also working.

As the days go by, the farmers' waists become more and more bent. Fortunately, in recent years, the entire Daqian has been promoting a technique called the Great Wall of Flesh and Blood.

Although there was no way to fly into the sky and into the earth like other practitioners, it made his body feel much better.

And the crops in the ground, like his children, slowly became taller and taller.

Every time he saw these two things, he felt particularly good.

The child was educated, so he found a good job in a new factory in the town. He would go home from time to time and help the farmers.

The two of them also chatted.

"Dad, I have heard for so many years that the angels and demons have begun to prepare to land, and the front lines are also preparing to fight."

"Many people in the city are ready to escape. Dad, this time it seems to be true. You should escape too."

In the past few years, there have been rumors every year that the devil tribe and the angel tribe have survived the sea of ​​violence. This time, it seems to be true.

After listening to his son's words, the farmer just frowned slightly, looked at his field and said,

"What should we do with these lands? I think we have been making preparations over the years. I have paid a lot of food."

The son couldn't help but smile bitterly and said,

"Dad, how can you care about these things now? Preparations for this war are not enough. They have gods."

Of course he knew more and more detailed information in the city.

"god?"

The farmer showed a confused look,

"What is God?"

My son was also a little confused. Of course, he couldn't answer this question.

"Listen to what others say, God can do anything."

"omnipotent?"

This time the farmer showed a surprised expression and said quickly,

"Can we farm? How much food do we need?"

The son hesitated for a moment, but thought of what others said, he can do anything, so he returned,

"It should be possible, right?"

But after hearing the answer, the farmer became more and more confused.

"You can have as much food as you need, so you shouldn't have to worry about food and clothing, right? Why go to war?"

The son couldn't answer this question, and the farmer didn't ask any more. The two sat in silence for a while, and then left.

Time slips away slowly between sowing and harvesting in the field,

But on the road between heaven and earth, more and more troops are passing by, making the air a little more tense.

On this day, the farmer was working in the fields as usual. The boy, who was already taller than him, walked up to him and said with a bit of seriousness,

"Dad, I'm going to join the army."

This time, the farmer stopped, straightened his bent waist, looked at his child, and then said,

"Can dad go for you?"

The son shook his head.

The farmer looked at his field again, then gritted his teeth and said,

"How about we escape?"

For the sake of his children, he can go to the battlefield or become a deserter.

But the son still shook his head, then showed a smile and said,

"Dad, I also have a child."

The farmer became more and more excited,

"If you have a child, you should run away even more!"

The son said with some seriousness,

"Dad, if I don't fight this battle, my son will fight, and he may not even grow up at all."

"I have to go."

In fact, this is not the only reason he has.

Over the years, that red dream has become clearer and clearer. It is the most beautiful world there.

This time he is fighting not only for his son, but also for the beautiful world, but this is the reason that can convince his father the most.

Sure enough, the farmer opened his mouth and finally said,

"There is some dry food at home, so take it with you so you don't get hungry on the way."

"Also, take this harvesting knife with you. It will be safer on the road."

The son wanted to say that there would be weapons when they arrived at the military camp, but he still took them.

The farmer said again,

"come back earlier."
To be continued...