Looking at the dilapidated and uninhabited town in front of her, Yue felt as if a string had broken in her head, coach, this is different from what she said, what about the military supplies that she said, what about the camp tent that she said, what she said in the TV series is a lie, coach, it's so broken here, I want to go home, woo woo woo~~

"Yue, why don't you stand here and go into the house. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info "After the others entered the house, only Yue stood outside the house alone, looking at the dilapidated thatched house in a daze.

Seeing that Tsuki stood outside the house and didn't come in, Tatsukuro thought that Tsuki was still a child after all, maybe he was afraid of life, and he didn't dare to be in the same room with so many strangers he just met, so he quickly and warmly greeted Tsuki into the house.

After Tsuki walked into the house, he was still looking around, looking restless, Jiro Chang looked at Tsuki moving around like a monkey at this time, disturbing everyone's peace, thinking that the little ghost was really troublesome, "Tsuki, be quiet for a while, let everyone rest, you yourself take a rest, we will have to hurry in a while." ”

Looking at the dilapidated floor, those samurai sat on the ground, and had begun to rest, after the battle, everyone was very tired physically and mentally, and Yue was no longer picky about anything, and sat down and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

This is war, there is no fixed and safe resting place, there is no guaranteed logistics supply, some are just endless battles, some are just blood and death, five years later, Yue once again deeply felt the cruelty of war. It's good to have a place to rest, I still have time to pick and choose, it seems that five years of stable life have worn out my will to live, and now I need to quickly adjust to the previous state, an oversight on the battlefield, but it will be fatal, and I must not relax.

The dividing line for the ―――――――― month of rest ―――――――― the dividing line for the monthly break――――――――――――――

"Moon, wake up, we're leaving." Everyone was in a hurry, and Tatsugoro only took the time to wake up the moon and organize everyone to evacuate in an orderly manner.

Tsuki opened his hazy eyes, followed everyone out of the house in a daze, and watched that after Tatsugoro had made sure that everyone had evacuated, Jiro Naga led people to start burning the house, well, it was the house where they were resting just now.

"Burn down the house? Why burn down the house? Tsuki looked confused and asked Jirocho beside him.

"Because in order to prevent the Celestials from finding our whereabouts, we must destroy our whereabouts, you know, the Celestials have flying machines and fleets, and the search ability is very strong, and we who are found by them can only sit and wait to be annihilated by their large forces." Jirocho's face was ugly when he mentioned this issue, and he must have felt very unhappy thinking of the humiliation of being pressed and beaten by the heavens.

"That's the case, Yue, it's not as long as you are strong enough to survive on the battlefield, it depends on your mind and experience, you are still young now, it is the time to accumulate experience, there are still many places you have to learn in the future, go, Yue." Tatsugoro strolled at the front of the line, playing with ten hands in his right hand and holding a cigarette stick in his left hand, purple smoke wafting.

The back of this man, why...... There will be a feeling that it overlaps with the back of the silver time a few years later......

"Tatsugoro has a different kind of personality charm, like a natural leader, right, little ghost." Seeing Tsuki's eyes staring intently at Tatsugoro's back, Jiro Naga leaned over and said with emotion, "He's always been like this, but he also implements his bushido, sticks to his benevolence, is loyal to his soul, and does not hesitate to abandon everything, guarding the street he cherishes, guarding, what he cherishes, those people..."

"Little ghost, Tatsugoro is right, on this battlefield, you still have a lot to learn, work hard, little ghost." Jiro let out a puff of smoke and walked towards Tatsugoro at the front of the line.

"Like Ginshi, do you hold on to your soul and protect what you hold dear? In contrast, Gintoki is simply the inheritance of this person (it's true, Gintoki and Tatsugoro are really similar, in terms of personality, and even appearance, change Tatsugoro's hair to white, you can take a look), it's really interesting, Terada Tatsugoro, where can you go, I'll wait and see. Tsuki's face sketched a thoughtful smile, I was really looking forward to it, Tatsugoro Terada and Gintoki Sakata, two people who are completely unrelated, but two people who are completely similar.

"By the way, I'm a little hungry, do you have anything to eat?" Month,Your painting style has changed.,From the image of Detective Conan to the image of Funny Comic Hitwa.,Hey! I said you should pay a little attention to your image.

"I have some dry food here, so I'll eat it when I'm hungry." The uncle next to him took out a shriveled cake from his arms. Handed to the month.

Yue looked at the uncle's shriveled face like a cake, and knew that the uncle was also a person who had been hungry for a long time, and it was estimated that he would save it for the key war before eating, "Uncle, I'm not very hungry yet, I can hold on for a while, the current food is very precious, you can keep it first." ”

Seeing that Yue Wan refused his kindness, the uncle didn't say much, and directly took the cake back, as Yue said, the current food is very precious, you can keep it if you don't eat it, and wait to eat it before the big war, so that you can have the strength to go to the battlefield.

Looking at everyone's equally emaciated faces, Yue couldn't help but think that it was really a cruel war.