If Heaven hadn't given birth to me, I would be arrogant.

"So, these people are actually elders from the Tiger Clan and the Elf Clan?" Zong Ze's eyes suddenly sharpened, and his tone turned much colder. As an Earthling, and as a Chinese person steeped in Confucian values ​​that prioritize filial piety, he couldn't accept such a thing: "These damned alien races not only send their incapacitated elders to the battlefield, but they also use them as cannon fodder, second only to monsters like the Dwarf Tiger. They deserve to die!"

“Actually, you can’t blame them!” Jin Renmeng said. “Back then, many members of our Jin family secretly infiltrated that continent. Do you know what their lives were like? The land there is extremely barren, and many crops cannot grow. General Zong, do you know what the cruelest thing is on that continent?”

"Please enlighten me, General!" Zong Ze bowed, showing great respect for such a person. He understood perfectly why the Jin family risked being discovered and killed by the alien races to infiltrate the barren continent as humans. To put it bluntly, it was to gather intelligence for the Holy Word Continent. If they had any ulterior motives, they probably wanted to check on the captured humans as well; perhaps among those captives were their own relatives.

"The cruelest time for them is the winter season. All the crops wither and the animals hide away. In order to survive, many of the older people who are too old to move or go to war will commit suicide so that their bodies can become food for the younger people and survive the winter!"

"How could this happen?" Upon hearing this tragedy, Zong Ze suddenly didn't know what to say. A wave of depression filled his chest and wouldn't dissipate! He couldn't imagine such a scene: in order to survive, the young alien races ate their own ancestors!

"child!"

Jin Renmeng suddenly patted Zongze on the shoulder: "You don't need to feel sad for them. The more they act like this, the more determined we are to fight them to the end and keep them firmly outside this city wall!"

At this point, Jin Renmeng suddenly changed the subject: "I know your relationship with the old dragon is unusual, but do you know that on that continent, the alien races are divided into two factions?"

Zong Ze was taken aback by Jin Renmeng's words, but then he realized that the old dragon Jin Renmeng was referring to was the Dragon Horn Tree: "General, it seems that your Jin family is not entirely as outsiders say, having been assigned to this pass. I've noticed that the higher-ups in your Jin family seem to know a lot of things, and your relationship with the Temple of Light is not ordinary. That's right, I know that the alien races are actually divided into light races and dark races!"

"Haha, in this world, what is true light? What is true darkness?" Jin Renmeng sneered, "That's right, our relationship with your race is very unusual, but this is the result of many years. At first, our Jin family and you were truly enemies, but as time went by, we gradually understood many things!"

“Just like them!” Jin Renmeng pointed at the alien army, her voice low: “They call themselves the race of light, yet they are capable of committing horrific acts like cannibalism, while those alien races they call the race of darkness live a self-sufficient and prosperous life on the same continent!”

"What races have you seen?" Zong Ze asked curiously.

“Yes!” Jin Renmeng nodded: “As long as our family reaches the Martial God realm, we will be sent to that continent for trials. The purpose is to let us know the cruelty of these guys, and at the same time, through understanding the dark races, we must thoroughly understand a principle: that so-called light is not necessarily light, and who dares to say that so-called darkness is true darkness?”

"Hehe, that's easy to understand!" Zong Ze chuckled. It was just a matter of saying one sentence: "History is written and changed by the victors!"

"History is written and changed by the victors!" Jin Renmeng repeated Zong Ze's words, paused for a moment, and then sighed, "General Zong, your talent is truly terrifying. At the age of fifteen, you can see things so clearly. You should know that our Jin family has gone through countless generations before we finally understood and comprehended this principle!"

"If that's the case!" Zong Ze asked in a low voice, "Why are you still so loyal to them, willing to guard this border for them?"

"Heh! There's no other way!" Jin Renmeng said helplessly, "If we don't do this, they will definitely find an excuse to wipe out our family. You know, we are just an ordinary large family, unlike yours which have a powerful background. Besides, we are also people of the Holy Word Continent. Although we have never appeared on the continent, we know that we are also citizens of the Holy Word Continent. If these beasts invade, wouldn't the entire continent be plunged into chaos? We are guarding our own home!"

"General, please accept my bow!" Zong Ze stood up straight and bowed deeply to Jin Renmeng. "It is because of your family that the continent is at peace! I sincerely apologize for my previous misunderstanding of the nobility!"

"Hehe, General Zong, there's no need for that!" Jin Renmeng smiled faintly. "I've heard about what happened before. It's not your fault. With your intelligence, you'll surely understand our predicament. Even the most powerful families have a few disgusting individuals! Alright, that's enough. I can't teach you anything now. They're about to begin. Just watch this war closely. The battlefield is the real school."

Zongze was still engrossed in his conversation with Jin Renmeng when he heard what Jin Renmeng said, and he realized that the singing on the other end had gradually faded away!

"Woo!"

The leading elf finally blew the golden horn in his hand, and as the sound of the golden horn rang out, the treants finally moved!

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Arrows began to be fired from the city walls, but the effect was not very noticeable, because the tall tree people raised their hands and crossed them to protect their shoulders. Those huge wooden hands became the best shields. After a volley of arrows, very few of the alien races were hit and shot down.

Finally, the first row of tree men braved the rain of arrows and arrived at the foot of the city wall. At that moment, Zong Ze witnessed an astonishing scene!

Suddenly, the elven and tiger warriors on the treants' shoulders leaped high into the air. At that moment, the elves who had been blowing the horns earlier produced bows and arrows, each bow now bearing at least three arrows and fully drawn.

However, Zongze could see very clearly that the arrows in the hands of these elves were not aimed at the enemies on the city walls, but at the treants below the city walls, or more precisely, at the old warriors of the alien races on the treants!