Chapter 2258: More than half of the people were killed or injured!

"Great Commander!"

At this time, a black-armored monk landed, handed over a jade talisman, and said in a trembling voice: "The casualties of this battle... have been counted!"

Wu Chengfeng did not take it.

"Speak."

The voice seemed a little old and hoarse.

"In this battle..."

The black-armored monk reported sadly: "The soldiers defending the city died in a total of... 148,756 people! Ten commanders, seven died in the battle, and the ten thousand-man death squads..."

Speaking of this.

He glanced at the one-armed boy in the distance and said in a trembling voice: "Only one person is left!"

In an instant.

Wu Chengfeng's waist became hunched.

"I, know."

"How many people did you have originally?"

Gu Han looked at the black-armored monk and suddenly asked.

"Reply, senior!"

The black-armored monk said respectfully: "This time, all the people in my Xuanjie are soldiers, a total of... 300,000 people!"

Gu Han suddenly fell silent.

Just one battle killed and wounded most of the 300,000 troops of Xuanjie. How did they survive before?

"We survived like this before."

Wu Chengfeng seemed to know what he was thinking, and sighed in a low voice: "Up to now, our Xuanjie... has no one left."

"I understand."

Gu Han nodded.

He saw along the way that there were very few old black-armored monks, most of them were young faces, and even worse, Xuanjie incorporated a 13 or 14-year-old boy into the death squad, which can only mean... they really have no one left!

His eyes turned.

He looked at the city wall.

Identity tokens were neatly hung up, silent and speechless, as if silently telling the tragic and tragic nature of this battle. The breeze blew, and the tokens collided with each other, ding-donging, like a sad requiem.

The sound of breaking through the air came.

Three figures swayed and flew from afar, landing in front of Wu Chengfeng. The one with the highest cultivation level was at the peak of the Return to One Realm, and the one with the lowest cultivation level was at the fourth level of the Return to One Realm.

Without exception.

All three of them had broken armor, blood all over their bodies, and were seriously injured. They had white hair and looked very old.

But Gu Han could see it.

Their actual age was not actually that old. The reason for this was that their cultivation levels were also forcibly raised with secret elixirs. As for the price, it was their foundation, potential, and even... lifespan!

Gu Han understood.

These should be the three commanders who survived.

"Back?"

Wu Chengfeng glanced at the three people, waved his hand dejectedly, and sighed: "Go and heal your wounds."

"..."

The three looked at each other, and two of them sighed softly without speaking.

"Old man."

The commander with the highest cultivation in the middle chuckled and said, "Cheer up, this battle is not over yet!"

"Asshole!"

Wu Chengfeng's face darkened and he was furious: "They are all my comrades-in-arms, you... can still laugh?"

"That's meaningless."

The commander's face was solemn and he shook his head and said, "If I can cry them alive, I can cry for a hundred years, a thousand years, or ten thousand years! But this is just a luxury! What's more... they just set off first, and we will catch up with them sooner or later."

Said.

He looked at the city wall below, looked at the identity tokens, and laughed at himself: "They still have people to help collect the bodies. When it's our turn, I'm afraid... there won't even be anyone to collect the bodies."

"So."

"Live one day, laugh one day, laugh one day, one day less."

He walked up.

He patted Wu Chengfeng's arm gently and sighed: "Old man, look at it more open-mindedly."

Gu Han's heart moved.

Although the commander in front of him spoke a little frivolously, he was open-minded and free-spirited, and his words made some sense. More importantly, when he got closer, he found that the other person looked a bit like Wu Chengfeng!

"Who is he to you?"

"If I were in the army, I would call him the commander-in-chief."

Before Wu Chengfeng could answer, the commander smiled and said, "On weekdays, I usually like to call him old man, as for privately..."

He paused.

He added, "I call him dad."

Gu Han suddenly realized.

These two people are actually a father and son!

"Senior."

The commander asked curiously, "May I ask..."

"Don't call me senior."

Gu Han shook his head, "I'm not much older than you."

Wu Chengfeng's heart moved.

The reason why these people look old is because they have taken the Death Pill many times and overdrawn their potential lifespan, but Gu Han looks gray-haired, but there is no sign of taking the Death Pill on his body, why?

"Then call me brother! Brothers are kind!"

The commander didn't think too much and asked with a smile: "My name is Wu Di, what do you call me?"

Wu Di?

Invincible?

Gu Han was stunned and his face suddenly became strange.

"Not bad, right?"

Wu Di smiled and said: "I thought the original name was not nice, so I changed it myself! Of course... my father didn't agree, but he didn't argue with me."

"It's a good name."

Seemingly infected by his optimism, Gu Han also showed a smile on his face and nodded: "As for my name... I can't tell you for the time being, anyway, it's not Wu Di."

"Don't be so stingy..."

"Asshole, no respect for elders!"

Wu Chengfeng seemed unable to bear it any longer, and could not help but scolded: "This fellow Daoist is a great benefactor of my Xuanjie. You are so reckless, how can you be so disrespectful..."

"Not really."

Gu Han shook his head and sighed: "If they want to kill me, I will kill them. It is a matter of course. As for the previous sword... I just don't like the gods."

"That's wrong!"

Wu Chengfeng insisted: "Thinking comes first, action comes later! What is done is done, and killing is killing! If it weren't for fellow Daoist, even if all 300,000 people in my Xuanjie died this time, they might not be able to defend this city. The kindness of fellow Daoist to my Xuanjie is like rebirth. Please accept my bow from Wu Chengfeng!"

While speaking.

He bent down and bowed to Gu Han.

Not only him.

On the top and bottom of the city, the remaining black-armored monks, as long as they could still stand, all bowed in the direction of Gu Han!

"My name is Wu Di, but I am not invincible."

Even Wu Di, thinking of the scene where Gu Han blocked billions of divine servants and slashed the sky with a sword, was convinced and bowed to the end, and said with emotion: "You are not called Wu Di, but you... are really invincible!"

Gu Han suddenly discovered.

Wu Di and Wu Chengfeng, the father and son, are simply two extreme personalities, one is jumpy, the other is calm, one is flexible, and the other is a bit stubborn.

"Daoyou!"

Standing up, Wu Chengfeng said again: "Your injuries are too serious. If you don't treat it in time, I'm afraid it will leave hidden dangers!"

"How about this?"

Thinking for a moment, he said frankly: "If Daoyou trusts us, why not come with me to Xuandan Camp? Let's not talk about anything else in my Xuanjie, the way of Dandao is also famous in the previous worlds. With their help, they will definitely be able to cure Daoyou's injuries!"