Wu Siliu

You won't understand it before you want to understand it.
After living with the old cripple for eighteen years, Shu Guan discovered that cultivation was actually a simple matter.
On the azure sea, a massive fleet of steel ships sailed against the wind and waves. Beneath the deep sea, a giant dragon opened its golden eyes and coldly looked up. 
Fighter jets roared, cutting through the clouds. Ahead, a large wing descended from the clouds, and a crane cried out in the vast sky. 
On the battlefield, artillery fire filled the sky, bullets flew, and amidst it all, sword energy could be faintly heard. 
This is a world where technology has risen, yet myths have not dissipated. 
The path to immortality has been severed, leaving only a solitary figure walking alone.

I Came From The Xanadu

Along the way, he could roughly see that the situation on the battlefield was not favorable for those in blue uniforms. The yellow uniformed side had better equipment and firepower, and they had already cornered the blue army on a narrower battlefield, constantly nibbling away at their positions.


However, the blue-clad soldiers fought with great strength and courage. From time to time, there were squads of suicide bombers carrying explosives and charging towards the tanks and armored vehicles of the yellow army. And once the blue soldiers found themselves surrounded and trapped, they almost all chose to pull the pin on their grenades and die with their enemies.


Not a single soldier in blue chose to flee or surrender.


Shu Guan naturally knew that those in yellow uniforms were the Xuri Empire's army.


And those in blue uniforms were the Da Hua Army.


Chapter 27: Carrying the Mountain (Very Satisfied with This Chapter) _2