What Dai Junchou needs is veterans, veterans have combat effectiveness, and the recruits who have not been on the battlefield have finally become calm under the baptism of death again and again, and the fear and panic in their eyes have finally been replaced by indifference and decisiveness, and then Feng sadly found that as an old Jianghu, there is no naïve in his eyes. Because the naïve people are no longer in this world, just like the young man from yesterday, who went to the front line with the scouts, and then desperately killed two of the Sect of Death, and then was beaten to death by a dozen enemies. His death gave the veterans behind him plenty of time to set up the mechanism, and ironically, the disciple of the Pinqi Gate was originally their technical guide, and he designed the mechanism that would later allow the veterans to achieve victory.

What is needed in battle is not only blood, but also calm waiting. Yes, this battle has allowed them to grow, and after this battle they will all become the pillars of their respective sects - if they are still alive.

Drinking blood prides himself on being a person who ignores death, but looking at the young bodies being brought back, and looking at those familiar faces who were still eating in the same pot with him yesterday, he suddenly felt a little unbearable. That's right, he can ignore death, whether it's someone else's or his own, and he can kill the enemy in front of him without hesitation, but watching young children die on the battlefield, he always feels deeply disgusted by his actions, and the order to send scouts was personally issued by him, even so, in the face of such large casualties, especially those that make him feel meaningless, he still feels the need to talk to Kaede.

Kaede was behind a gentle slope, and he always liked to hide there and smoke alone. When Drinking Blood found him, he saw first cigarette butts, then the emaciated young man. In front of the large forces of the coalition army, Kaede is always so confident, so sunny, he is always a polite and courteous son of a thousand doors, he will always have endless strategies, and he will always look confident. But like many of Kaede's true friends, he knows that this guy called Dai Junchou is actually very lazy, in fact, very weak, in fact, he is just a thin scholar, in fact, he just wants a stable life, maybe being the owner of a bakery is his biggest dream.

"You're here." Kaede seemed to be just here to vent his addiction to smoking, but in the eyes of drinking blood, he seemed to know that he was coming. Kaede took out two cigarettes and handed one to the blood drinker, recently they both have a great addiction to smoking, smoking addiction and insomnia seem to be contagious, many nights Kaede has been hiding here to smoke, and then saw the same insomnia drinking blood here to practice the knife.

"That's right, our scouts came back just now, and seven young men died today." Drinking blood tries to keep his voice steady, but unfortunately in front of such a master of psychology as Zai Feng, the disguise of human nature has become vulnerable.

"I can't imagine that our dignified golden knife will actually grieve for the dead, I have heard that every golden knife of Suomen has completed its own hundred beheadings, what, for those children feel pity?" Kaede's voice had a few "I feel like I'm squandering someone else's life at will." In the second half of the sentence, he didn't say, "It's the same with you on behalf of Junchou." ”

"There has never been a war in the name of justice. This time is no exception, and we are all sinners regardless of victory or defeat. Kaede's voice was surprisingly calm, "But we must fight this battle, because this is not for the rise and fall of a certain person or sect, this is the key to the survival of the entire rivers and lakes." "There are a lot of things that Kaede has never said to anyone, but Kaede doesn't mind saying more about this colleague of her.

"Even so, we don't need to ......" Drinking Blood looked around cautiously, as if afraid that the next conversation would be overheard.

"You wait." Kaede waved his hand to stop drinking blood, and shouted softly: "Little harrier." So the familiar young man appeared behind a tree not far away, "Brother, what's the matter?" ”

"Look around, someone came over and said." Feng didn't need to be instructed, Su Haihari naturally knew what to do.

"Understood." The old man's body is unmatched, if he doesn't want you to find out, then no one in the world can find him.

"Let me ask you, with the team we first came to fight hard with the Death Gate, what do you think are the odds of winning?" Kaede's voice was small, but he listened clearly when he drank blood, and then gave an astonishing answer.

"Less than 30 percent." This answer is too unexpected, such a powerful team, this multi-family disciple, this master is in charge, and there is only a three-percent winning rate? What's even more incomprehensible is that since the winning rate is so low, why did Dai Junchou insist on this expedition?

"You're right. It seems that Big Brother Yidao's vision is really right, he told me before that you are the most judgmental swordsman. Kaede glanced approvingly at the blood, "But now?" What do you think is our chance of winning? ”

After thinking carefully for a while, he finally cautiously reported a number, "Fifty percent." "After sacrificing so many people, the winning rate has actually increased, why is that?" When we first arrived, we didn't know anything about the enemy, we were a little unfamiliar with each other, and most importantly, we lacked trust in our comrades. "After all, they come from different sects, and it's really hard to achieve 100% trust." But now, all the people have experienced the baptism of war, the information of the Death Gate is becoming more and more perfect, and the cooperation and trust between comrades-in-arms have been established with the battles again and again. So I said, the win rate is 50%. Drinking blood instantly understood Kaede's plan, "When are you going to attack?" "Maybe eighty percent of the time." Kaede said it very easily, but it was not easy to listen to the blood, he roughly calculated, if he wanted to reach this number, I am afraid that many novices would have to die on the battlefield. "But maybe it will be earlier, and the people who died may not be able to bear it." "You're right, we're all sinners." Drinking blood let out a heavy breath, then put away his decadence and fragility, and became cold again, he and Feng are both commanders of the team, as a commander, he needs to give Feng and Drinking Blood side by side to go back, on the way met a few silent Wudang sect disciples, they died two brothers today, and they are ready to bury the bones of their comrades at this time. Zhang Jia of Suomen was on the side to help, and somehow, Drinking Blood always found Kaede's gaze glancing to the side, as if something was attracting his attention.