"In the Fifth Open Era, the invasion of New Eden lasted for about five years, until the end of the year, New Eden reached a pact with the countries of the Eastern Continent and retreated, and you and your peers fought against the New Eden for about 2,000 days and nights, how did you deal with those days. ”

Sitting at the filming site of the Annals of Ayarok, the young host was talking to several players of the year, and now at this time, it was the white-headed old man who was the guest speaker, this was a pure earthling, a player in the fifth open era of the year, and now it has been a hundred years, and wrinkles have long climbed on his face.

"Of course I fought with them, and it was a memory that I will remember for the rest of my life, and I fought the New Edenians in the Ashhubi region from the time they broke through the mountain path to the third year of breaking through the Ashupi line, when I served in the Bloodbond Warband...... That's right, it's the descendants of the deserters who finally abandoned the king's identity because of timidity. The old man mentioned his past, and his face was full of nostalgia.

"But you've found your glory in the end, haven't you, Lord Lee. The young man looked at the old man with a smile, at the general star on his shoulder, and even more at the full service medal on his chest.

"But at that time, we were just the descendants of deserters, and our first Grand Master contacted us peers, and he said that he wanted to rebuild the Blood Debt Warband, and return that banner to the sequence of the ninety-nine warbands of the Federation...... We thought it was a good idea, so we all came together and threw ourselves into that world, and we all thought that our generation would not be able to fulfill such a long-cherished wish, and never imagined that the New Edenians would attack in the third year of the fifth opening. ”

"So, do you need to thank those guys?" the young man raised an eyebrow.

"......" The old man looked at the young man from head to toe, and then laughed a little self-deprecatingly, and laughed twice as if relieved: "I shouldn't blame you, last year, even the eleventh opening ended, and the fifth open corpse mountain and sea of blood is just a story living in records and memories for you, but for us, New Eden brings to the Eastern Continent is not your story in the documentary, but death, despair and an invisible future." ”

“…… Sorry, Your Excellency. The young man sensed the old man's unhappiness.

"I don't blame you, boy, the eleventh opening, even the little grandchildren of His Excellency the Admiral have played, I shouldn't be demanding of you who are their age. The old man reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

"Your Excellency, then, since you have mentioned that Excellency, can you tell me what you met him? The young man smiled awkwardly, and then without a trace he steered the topic in another direction.

"In the small town of Calid, I still remember that His Excellency Marceau was always on the front line, and then at the beginning of the Third Human-Insect War, the lieutenant who stood on the front line with us big soldiers. The peers next to the old man laughed and replied, "He is a great warrior, just like his ancestors." ”

"Kalid, this is the first battle between Kalid and Zashiqi. The young man had clearly done his homework, and he immediately thought of the battle.

"Yes, at that time, our Blood Debt Warband was in Kalid, and Senior Colonel Li Ke was leading his warband in Zashiqi City to fight bloody, and Kalid handed over to us as a joint defense of these small warbands and stragglers, and no one would have thought that New Eden would use it as a second breakthrough point. The old man licked the corners of his mouth: "By the time we confirmed the idea of the New Eden, the entire left side of the battlefield had been shattered, and the New Eden's troops had almost completed the outflanking of the northern passage of Calid. ”

"But the third squadron of Blood Debt and a group of kitten-man squires stopped the New Edenians from outflanking, and the warriors gained five more precious minutes for reinforcements. Naturally, the young man knew that the New Edenians would not get what they wanted.

"Yes, for these five minutes, only the last squad of the third squadron remained, but unfortunately, this young squad ended up losing in the third year of the Third Human-Insect War...... The Grand Master had already moved the young children to the rear, but they stayed on the battlefield on their own initiative, only to be met by the Zermen's group charge...... Their good luck ran out. Mentioning this detail, the old man sighed: "I'm sorry, I digress." ”

"No, I know that every single one of the Blood Debt Warbands is a hero, whether it's in Ayarok or in the Cinaro system, you are all good when you are bound by gravity. "The young man really has a deep respect for this old man and the warband he serves.

"We're all just mortals who don't want to watch the world slide into the abyss. This time, the old people in the room replied in unison.

yes, I just don't want to watch my favorite world slide into the abyss.

The young man knew what these old people were thinking, and in the Eleventh Open Era, his peers had stopped the invasion of Chaos more than once, and all he thought about was this one thought.

"Let's go back to Lord Marceau, his lover, Lady Yuan and her team of holy servants helped us, and without her and those kittens to fight against evil and dispel the undead, our third squadron would have insisted on reinforcements. The old lady sitting next to the old man added: "At that time, I was the military doctor of the second squadron, and when Ms. Yuan decided to lead the team to reinforcements, His Excellency Marceau was still very worried, because Ms. Yuan was sometimes very natural. ”

"Of course, sometimes it's natural, sometimes it's natural. The old man next to her said with a smile.

"I think Madam Yuan is still a little darker, after all, when following Your Excellency, her behavior has always been very reassuring to Your Excellency. The old man with the microphone said with a smile.

"Yes, whether it is Ms. Yuan or Mrs. Yan, they are all very beneficial existences, but unfortunately, they have always been volunteer soldiers of the Long Erxi system, and in the end, they still failed to put on our military uniforms. The young man also joined the topic with a smile: "Speaking of which, I envy you a little, being born in that era and walking with legends, it must be a very precious memory." ”

“…… Yes, the days of fighting with His Excellency and his lovers have always been the best experience we can remember, whether it was in the cliffs of Calid, or on the surface of Chinaro, His Excellency Marceau had a special charm that we did not perceive when we were in Calid, but when he and they ate canned food with us, I found out...... Some people are really born to be heroes of the material, if it were not for His Excellency Marceau to be born and die with us, whether it is blood debt or dead eyes, many warbands would have collapsed long ago, but when we are distressed by the pain brought to us by the war, His Excellency Marceau will always enlighten us, and we will also feel that even the descendants of the Speaker and the descendants of the first class Admiral Bai Chaoran and his lovers can stand in the trenches with us and face death, what do we big soldiers have to complain about. ”

"You're heroes, too. The young man looked at the old people in front of him and sighed.

"We are just mortals who are fortunate enough to walk with heroes. The old man laughed.

"Yes, the ones who put their names on the Rings of Federation Heroes in the Kuiper Belt are the real heroes. His companion added.

"His Excellency Marceau rejected the title of Hero of the Federation in the first place, how can we press this title on our own heads, this is the greatest blasphemy against those who died in Chinaro. The old lady retorted solemnly.

"That'...... I have one more question, what do you think of your being surrounded in Calid, when His Excellency Marceau and his squad finally got into the battle boat and began to make the transition. ”

"I would never forgive His Excellency Marceau if he just ran away, but he and his companions finally captured the 'Eternal Crag' of the Floating City, and I think it is truly an honor for our Blood Debt Warband to be able to unite with the Warband in Calid. After the old man finished speaking, he looked at his old friends: "Just like in Chinaro, every time His Excellency Marceau leaves us, he has to go to the line of defense that needs him the most, and the brothers who have fraternal troops need him even more, so we are very proud, because Your Excellency believes in blood and believes in us. ”

"And we have never failed to live up to Your Excellency's trust, whether in Calid, or in Chinaro, we have always followed His Excellency, and because of this, we can once again proudly call ourselves the Champions. The old man said this, pointing to the young people on the big screen: "There are many companions who have not waited for the day when the king-bearers will accept us, and some of them have even walked in the world of Ayarok. ”

"For example, our first Grand Master, he chose a High Elf as his character, and he himself died in the Battle of China, and his character lived all the way to the eleventh opening......" the old lady sighed: "Wait a minute, we seem to be off topic again. ”

"That's right, because we're old things living on memories and the past. Some of the companions laughed out loud.

The old man holding the microphone also smiled, and he turned his head to look at the group photo of the squadrons of the Blood Debt War Regiment, which was switched on the screen.

At that time, everyone was still young, and some of the young sons were still half-sized, and they once thought that the invasion of the New Edenians was the worst evil in the world.

But who would have known that twelve years later, another nest of bugs would invade the Federation and provoke the third human-bug war.

…………

Marceau stretched out his hand and patted the half-sized boy in front of him, just a cannonball exploded nearby, and lifted a large pile of construction waste into the trench, as an earth element, the construction waste is naturally like floating soil, but the players around him are unlucky, there are unlucky eggs with broken heads and bleeding everywhere, no, he just dug out an unlucky guy and a lucky one, this guy looks fine except for the dust on his face.

"Are you alright?" Marceau asked.

"Good!" the half-sized man patted his head, "I feel a train coming by my ear." ”

"Okay, at least it's not a destroyer opening a wormhole around you, in that case, it's not a problem of deafness. Marceau pulled the kid out of the dirt and patted the dust off him, "What's your name?"

"My surname is Li!" roared the half-grown man, who looked to have some problems with his ears, completely unaware that the volume was enough to hurt the catman's eardrums.

But it's okay, at least the kid hasn't been blown up by the cannonball, and he still remembers his last name, so Marceau gave a musket to the kid instead of handing the kid to the field nurse who smelled the smoke: "Take it! Go! Hold the fire against the new Eden down the slope!"

At the same time, the artillery behind him also began to counterattack, and Marceau, while picking up the floating dirt, noticed that his cannonball smashed into the queue of New Edenians who were marching in formation, setting off a large number of unlucky eggs.

"I'm going to add chicken legs to his field meal!" shouted the Grand Master of Blood Debt.

Where did you get the chicken legs, I'm afraid you're crazy with long ears.

As he thought about it, Marceau pulled another halfling out of the dust and dirt, and this time, the kitten cub felt that he should find a reliable priest for this unfortunate bastard who bleeds.