coobybook Chapter 409 This Night, Sorrow Flows Like a River
Chapter 409 This Night, Sorrow Flows Like a River
Di Yanqing took a steel needle that Jun Fuyao had tempered with the power of gold, and carefully threaded the needle to sew up the remaining limbs and feathers for his little seventh brother.
His expression was so focused, his movements were so gentle, and his mood was so heavy...
While sewing, Di Yanqing asked in a low voice: "The blood eagle that appeared in the sky before, was it the Eagle Clan's spiritual eagle Crying Blood?"
The bear king sniffed and nodded heavily.
"Then...what about the eight priests?"
The bear king turned his head away, tears flowing uncontrollably again, and he choked up and said, "It exploded...it all exploded..."
Di Yanqing paused holding the needle, lowered his head and remained silent for a while before continuing to sew.
The dreamy purple hair obscured his handsome face and also hid his sorrow that was as heavy as a mountain.
Looking at Di Yanqing's appearance, even someone as smart as Jun Fuyao didn't know how to comfort him at this moment.
Jun Fuyao understood that Didi's heart must be very painful at this moment.
But he forced himself to control himself.
He is the king of the Forest of Beasts and has no right to lose his composure in front of his subordinates. No matter what time or what happens, he must remain calm.
Only in this way can everyone feel at ease.
The wind blows thousands of miles, lifting Jun Fuyao's clothes and hair, and her heart aches.
In this world, there are only a few people I recognize, and now one of them has died in battle in front of me.
After that, will there be another one?
Looking at the devastated and bloody battlefield, Jun Fuyao silently asked himself: Is it worth it?
If there was no Jun family behind her, if there weren't so many people following her, if there wasn't the Ten Thousand Beasts Forest behind Didi, if there weren't so many brothers and sisters who loved him, if it was just her and Didi...
Jun Fuyao actually really doesn't want to care about this anti-Japanese war.
But now, on this land of Holy Continent, there are too many people that Didi and he care about and cannot let go.
How could I allow those disgusting Japanese monsters to come in?
But now, the strength of the three holy places is almost gone. If they want to stop those Japanese monsters, they will have to pay a huge price.
Jun Fuyao couldn't afford this price, and was unwilling to pay it.
Now, the war has just begun, and the Forest of Beasts has lost eight saints, one eagle king, three thousand eagle warriors, and two thousand bear warriors.
It was only the first battle, but they paid such a heavy price, and that was under the premise that everyone had an upgraded universal healing pill.
Well, even if all the elite troops from the Forest of Beasts and Fuzun Palace were deployed, how long could they hold out?
At this time, Di Yanqing had already sutured Eagle King's body.
The Eagle King's feathers were draped neatly on his body again, and his iron wings spread, looking as mighty as when he was alive.
Di Yanqing stared blankly for a while, and suddenly asked, "Are there any people from the three holy places and the Holy Palace guarding the old battlefield coming over?"
The bear king gritted his teeth and said, "No!"
Jun Fuyao, who was healing the wounds of the surviving bear warriors, frowned upon hearing this and asked in confusion, "Where is the old battlefield? Is there anyone guarding it?"
"How come there is no one guarding it?" Di Yanqing said in a cold voice, "The old battlefield is only a thousand miles away from here. Over the years, the people from the three holy places and the Holy Palace have all had Holy Kings and Holy Lords guarding there."
Upon hearing this, a hint of murderous intent suddenly flashed in Jun Fuyao's eyes.
The collapse of Xunxian Mountain caused almost negligible damage to the Holy King.
Then the people guarding the town must not be dead.
Since they were not dead and were so close to each other, there was such a huge change happening here, the Japanese monsters were overwhelming, and the warriors of the Forest of Beasts were fighting desperately to resist. How could they not see it?
Now that you have seen it, why don't you come? Why didn't you come?
If they come to support, will the eight priests of the Forest of Beasts all sacrifice themselves? Will the Eagle King and the three thousand Eagle warriors all sacrifice themselves?
Thinking of this, Jun Fuyao became angry, completely furious.
But she said nothing and continued to carefully heal the bear warriors.
At this moment, Di Yanqing's handsome red eyes were filled with deep hatred.
All the spirit beasts in our Forest of Beasts know that there is an invasion by Japanese monsters, so we should do our utmost to protect the Holy Continent and all the living things on this continent.
Therefore, when they discovered that something had happened in Xunxian Mountain, they immediately dispatched military forces, traveling thousands of miles to fight the battle. In the end, almost all of their troops were wiped out.
And you, as humans from the Holy Continent, are so close to us, but not only did you not offer any assistance, but even now no one has come forward!
Why? Why on earth are you standing by and watching? Aren't you the creatures of the Holy Continent?
Or, at this time when the entire Holy Continent is in turmoil, are you still thinking about intrigues, sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight, hoping to reap the benefits?
Don’t you feel any pain in your conscience for doing this?
"Damn it!" Di Yanqing spat out these two words from between his teeth, murderous aura rising from his body.
Those bastards are even more hateful than those Japanese monsters. This hatred is irreconcilable!
At this moment, a crane's cry suddenly came from the sky.
After a moment, a group of spiritual cranes appeared in front of everyone.
The female army led by Jiang Ying and Feng Chuixue, as well as three hundred spirit cranes, have finally arrived!
It was half an hour earlier than expected.
It can be seen that the cranes are also flying for their lives.
Looking at the devastated battlefield in front of them, looking at the few remaining scarred bear warriors, gazing at the still majestic body of the Eagle King, everyone's hearts... were extremely sad.
into the night.
The group set up camp thirty miles away from the battlefield.
The entire camp was eerily quiet. No one was sleeping, and no one was crying. The depressing atmosphere made it almost suffocating.
midnight.
The third echelon, led by Crane King He Xiao and Tiger King Hu Xiaolin, also arrived.
In the silent camp, the weeping of Crane King and Tiger King was heartbreaking...
That night, Di Yanqing sat beside the Eagle King's body without even changing his posture.
The spirit tablets of the eight old beast kings, three thousand eagle warriors, and two thousand bear warriors were all neatly arranged on the altar.
The densely packed spirit tablets are like the eagle and bear warriors still charging in formation...
Jun Fuyao, Crane King, Bear King, Tiger King and others also sat quietly, motionless, silently accompanying their brothers and sisters to spend the last night and send them off.
This night was a night when sadness flowed like a river.
The sky in the east gradually turned white.
Di Yanqing took a deep breath and said to the Eagle King's remains and the many spirit tablets: "Eight worshippers, Little Eagle, and all the brothers and sisters of the Eagle and Bear tribes, everyone... Have a safe journey... If you have time, please come to the Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts... No matter when, no matter where... You are all our relatives."
After Emperor Yanqing finished speaking, he and Jun Fuyao bowed deeply.
The Crane King, the Bear King, the Tiger King and the others all knelt down and kowtowed deeply.
Suppressed sobs were heard faintly...
Afterwards, under the instruction of Di Yanqing, Jun Fuyao put the Eagle King and all the spirit tablets into the space.
Di Yanqing and the others looked at the suddenly empty tent. Their hearts seemed to become empty as well.
The bear king pressed his face against the stone platform where the eagle king's body had been lying, closed his eyes, and let the tears fall...
After a while, he slowly stood up, straightened his back and walked out without looking back.
"Everyone, keep an eye on your own teams. The war could start again at any time. Everyone, be on standby at all times." Jun Fuyao took a breath and said coldly, "Anyone who dares to act without my or your eldest brother's orders will be beheaded in front of the spirit tablets of the Eagle Bear Warriors!"
Jun Fuyao was also helpless in issuing this order.
Perhaps... this is the only way to restrain these beast kings whose sanity has been burned out by the fire of hatred.
The Bear King, the Crane King, and the Tiger King all trembled, and then lowered their heads silently.
They... must not die in front of the spirit tablets of their brothers and sisters. This is a shame!
But what about the vengeance between brothers and sisters?
Forget it, just follow the arrangements of my elder brother and his wife.
My elder brother and his wife will definitely not ignore it.
Some of the volcanoes in the distance have stopped erupting, but they are still emitting thick black smoke.
Jiang Ying and Feng Chuixue led the female soldiers and were at the front line, ready for battle.
All vigilant eyes were directed towards the Wamoto Empire.
They have been on guard here all night.
Last night, they did not participate in the memorial service, but only stood outside to silently guard the brothers and sisters in the Forest of All Beasts, so that they could bid farewell to the Eagle King and other martyrs wholeheartedly...