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No one is complaining, just as no one is praying, they don't seem to feel any fear anymore, just a quiet and warm meal, a relaxing chat, it is enough.

"Hey brother, I remember the story you told me last time, you led someone to catch a bear?"

"yes, it was five years ago, in the forest near the small town of Kendal......"

Wielding a knife, shaving a delicious barbecue, raising the wine glass in his hand, and looking at his companions with the most sincere eyes, everyone silently recited such a sentence in their hearts: let us drink, let us say goodbye, let us wait for the dawn that we don't know if we can wait.

At the last moment of life, there will always be an unprecedented smile and calmness, even if it is haunted by the sadness that is about to leave.

In between the gunners' feast, Hans carried a flask and a piece of barbecue, and silently climbed to the top of the hill and rode on the barrel of Christine's cannon.

He quickly finished the barbecue, wiped his hands full of oil on his clothes, and then unscrewed the lid of the flask, and used the wine to suppress his melancholy.

"What the hell am I doing?" he muttered as he gazed into the night sky.

Seriously, he regretted a little bit of staying to stop the enemy, regretting that he had done so many things without knowing whether he was alive or dead, and even regretted joining this fleet in the first place.

But what can be done when this point has been reached? If they escape in a hot air balloon now, the fleet of thousands of men will be overturned by the roundabout attack of the Arna Legion, and those who have escaped will live in self-blame and guilt for the rest of their lives.

He could only bite the bullet, he thought so, and silently poured a large sip of wine.

Before he knew it, a whole pot of wine was drunk, and he looked down at the bottom of the mountain, where everyone's dinner was not over. Riding on the barrel for too long, the cushion hurts, and he moved sideways to change his position, when a book slipped out of his arms.

Picking it up and flipping through two pages, he couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth into a Santiago-esque smirk.

"Goodbye Santiago, cute and nasty guy. ”

He took the book back in his arms, looked up at the sky, took a long deep breath, took out his telescope and brought it in front of him, and observed the movement of the opposite position.

Hundreds of miles away, Santiago was lying on the bed squinting, holding the same book in his hand, reading it seriously in the dim light.

He stretched out his hand and picked up the glass of water that was beside the bed, and suddenly, without warning, shivered, and the glass fell to the ground with a snap.

After a moment's pause, he wiped the bridge of his nose, not knowing what was going on, so he smiled.

"Somebody is thinking about me. ”

Talk to yourself, blow out the oil lamp, sleep.

On the position, more than an hour passed.

After the feast was over, the gunners had not had time to clean up when they suddenly heard a thunderous roar.

Passing through the sky in the middle of the night, a rain of cannonballs whistled in, and they looked as if there were more stars in the sky.

"Hole!" shouted Hans, hoarsely.

The position suddenly became a pot of porridge, and hundreds of people swarmed towards the entrance of the cave, they may not be afraid of death, but they must try to live until they see the light of dawn.

The legs and feet quickly took the lead in burrowing into the ground, nervously urging the companions behind, and kept shouting: Hurry, hurry, hurry!

But they saw with their own eyes that their companion was hit in the back by a cannonball falling from the sky, and fell to the ground in despair, never to get up again.

This wilderness on the Danish coast, which should have belonged to the quiet of the night, was torn apart by the fierce tearing of the gunsmoke.

......

Early morning.

Zheng Fei walked out of the cabin sleepily and stood on the topmost deck of the Victory.

He saw Britney drying clothes, which he had just changed the previous day, and that this beautiful and delicate girl had learned to be a wife, to love.

"Hey, why did you wake up so early?" Britney greeted with a smile when she saw him.

"Because I didn't fall asleep. ”

He paced to the railing and gazed out at the sea, his worries pouring out through his eyes.

"You, worried about the people who stayed?"

"Well, more than ten hours have passed now, and the fleet is about to sail out of the strait, and it is safe. If they were still alive, they would be in the balloon by now, and the wind direction has not changed today, judging by the wind speed, it should not take more than two hours to find the shadow of the balloon in the sky with a telescope. Go and have the sailors of the ships inform them to put away the sails and wait for them for a few hours. ”

"Huh?" Britney blinked her big beautiful eyes, surprised.

Reacting, he smiled bitterly: "Look at me, I'm already confused, I think you're Santiago." ”

"Am I that fat?" she pouted, snorting softly.

"Okay, good, I'm going down to get down to business, remember to help me prepare breakfast, I can only eat the breakfast you made now." ”

With that, he silently descended the stairs to the lower deck.

"It seems that I can finally become the most beautiful chef. Britney rubbed her wet clothes contentedly, suddenly felt a chill in her chest, and found that her skirt was also soaked, and sighed.

"Santiago, go and have the sailors of the ships be informed, and when they sail out of the strait, they will put away the sails and wait for them for a few hours. ”

Facing the sailors, Zheng Fei ordered: "At the same time, tell the observers to pay attention to the movement of the sky, and report as soon as they find the direction of the hot air balloon." ”

Santiago nodded, stopped in place for a moment, bit his lip and looked a little anxious: "Will they have ......?"

"No, it won't. Zheng Fei's eyes were full of determination, and he clenched his fists: "Because they are the best, they will definitely be blessed by God." ”

"Not necessarily. Christine walked quickly, with a little sympathy, and shook her head: "The Arna Legion has thousands of cannons, and six of them are giant cannons, as long as there are enough cannons, it is too easy to capture those hills." ”

"Shut up!"

Cold, Zheng Fei shouted angrily and glared at him viciously: "They will definitely survive!"

Stunned, Christine shrugged helplessly: "Okay, you can say yes." ”

He felt that Zheng Fei, who had always been steady, was ridiculous at this time, but he would never understand how much psychological pressure Zheng Fei was under as the captain and commander.

Calming down, Zheng Fei closed his eyes and slowly exhaled.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been angry at you. ”

"It's okay, I can understand you. ”

Zheng Fei didn't reply again, and came to the watchtower to look at the blue sky and the sea, and look at a few seagulls floating in the air.

He had never felt such a concern, and it was a sign that he was beginning to transform into a qualified leader.

[Chinese New Year's Eve, New Year's New Weather, New Year's Day Surprises, Happy New Year Everyone!] (To be continued.) )