"It doesn't look like this is going to be an ordinary operation. Bavin's voice broke the silence, "Like the Battle of Thunder Island a hundred years ago, many people will die. ”

"You're exactly the same as you were a decade ago. ”

"What?" said Bavin.

Mountbatten left the railing and walked over to him and said slowly, "There are things that can be said and some things that cannot be said." Some words can come out of the mouth of a soldier, but not from the mouth of a commander-in-chief. You are the general of the Holy Alliance, and if even you think so, then the Battle of Thunder Island will surely be staged again. Don't forget, 200,000 of the 250,000 troops are soldiers of the Dragon Kingdom, and as a commander, you must be responsible for everyone's lives. ”

"It's natural, but I can't guarantee it. "This operation was originally a mistake, and everyone was intoxicated by the lies full of loopholes, and even if the dawn came, they could not dispel the fog—"

"It seems that you are also a poet, at least not below me. ”

Ba Wen raised his eyebrows and said loudly: "The poems I write are not as fleshy as yours. ”

"Do you think it's interesting for the two poets to talk about poetry here?"

"This is naturally the most boring thing. Bawen smiled, his crimson robes fluttering in the wind, and his solemn and hard armor reflected the moonlight.

Mountbatten clasped his hands in front of his chest and said, "The blood-colored body Gu Monroe who participated in this operation is a very dangerous person, if it is not guarded by the sword of kings, I am afraid that he will go crazy and even overturn Insonia." According to the news of the Sword of Kings, this guy has arrived in Maple Leaf Harbor. If I remember correctly, this is the first time he has appeared in ten years - Qiu Feng Sword Hero Qiu Feng Yang will also participate in this operation, counting the Phantom Dragon Bone Bow Hua Ze, there are two warriors with the strength of the inheritor in the Tree Country. The strength of the legendary mages of the Ning Kingdom is also unfathomable, as well as the four parts of the Beast Kingdom. ”

"Everything is not a problem. Ba Wen said confidently: "I am the supreme commander of Operation Thunder Island, and they naturally have to obey my orders, this is the rule. ”

"Looks like you're pretty sure. Mountbatten said implicitly.

"200,000 of the 250,000 coalition troops are soldiers of the Dragon Kingdom, and we have the strongest warrior of the Alliance, Gu Monro, just these two points, it is the Dragon Kingdom that leads this operation, not the Tree Country, and not the Ning Kingdom. "No matter how crazy Ancient Monro is, his loyalty to the Seendia royal family and the dragon kingdom is unquestionable, which is why this madman did not hunt down the Alliance Inheritor, he will not cause great trouble for the dragon kingdom and the king," Bawen explained. ”

Mountbatten let out a long sigh, patted the armor on Bavin's shoulder and said earnestly: "Good brother, I hope you can remember this sentence, Gu Monroe will always be a timed **, whether it is for the alliance or the dragon country, his destructive power is beyond everyone's imagination, even the army is difficult to compete with it, especially pay attention to his magic guide armor, the ancient spirit weapon that can survive the naval battle of Thunder Island a hundred years ago must not be simple——"

Ba Wen said: "I received news from the Sword of Kings, just over a month ago, traces of the battle of the inheritor-level powerhouse appeared in the night desert on the border between the Sand Kingdom and the Ning Kingdom. According to their judgment, ancient Monroe was in the night desert at that time. His opponent will surely be of great interest to you. ”

"I don't like to sell off, let's just say it!"

"It's boring—" Barvin grumbled, "Ancient Monroe's opponent is the Alliance's most mysterious inheritor, the Card Master, Agnes. ”

Mountbatten's calm face showed a look of surprise, "Why did Agnes appear in the night desert? ”

"He seems to be hiding from the Holy Alliance. ”

"The Sword of Kings' sphere of influence can even penetrate the night desert?" asked Mountbatten with interest.

"The king's sword is everywhere, and the sword of the king can slash anywhere the Senantia family wills. "Everything is in the king's hands, including this seemingly unwarranted dispatch of troops." ”

Mountbatten sighed and left the deck of the Dreadnought, stopping at the door.

"I don't care about the king's affairs, I hope you will come back and read the poems I wrote, I have been writing poems for twelve years, and it would be a pity that no one reads them. ”

Ba Wen said loudly: "Is this a farewell?"

"Sort of. ”

"Since it's goodbye, let's say goodbye—"

"No, I don't. Mountbatten said coldly: "There is no need to say a meaningless goodbye." ”

"What are you going to do when you return to the Dragon Kingdom?"

"Organize the poems I've written for more than ten years, pile up a room, and organize them into a book so that you can come back and read them. ”

"What if you don't say goodbye?"

"I won't write poetry without goodbye, I'll burn the poems I wrote on your grave. ”

"You're always so pessimistic, and you give me a sense of goodbye before you even go on the march. Bawen said with a smile: "You must know that I am a person who aspires to become Garam Child, if I can't even complete Operation Thunder Island, let alone General Garam Child, I may not even be able to keep my position." ”

"You still think about Zilde's position, and I really admire your naivety. Mountbatten shook his head and said, "If it were me, I would think carefully about how to fight this battle now, and I have the lives of 250,000 soldiers in my hands, and I am responsible for everyone." ”

Bawen smiled, shook his head and said, "Even if the decisive battle is coming tomorrow, I will appreciate the beautiful night, and even though it is raining, I will listen to the tranquility in the rain." Mountbatten, let's say goodbye—"

"Good luck, Bavin. ”

Mountbatten stepped into the cabin and disappeared into the deck, and Bavin could no longer see his back.

"It's so ruthless, I don't say a word of goodbye. Perhaps, this is the last time we will meet. ”

Bavin frowned and closed his eyes. Turning around and letting the sea breeze whistle past your ears, the clear sky and the dark curtain are engraved with stars, like a boat in the ocean of stars.

The melodious sound of country piccolo came from all directions, like standing in a golden wheat field and running, returning to the carefree pastoral time of youth. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and the simple piccolo sound was the farewell song that Mountbatten had left for him, and I remember the first time I saw him, the little boy who was just as talkative as himself played the same tune.

"Thank you, Mountbatten. ”

The sound of piccolo flows into the endless sea with the night, and the memories of the past come to my heart, like a marquee floating in front of my eyes over and over again. Unconsciously smiled, life is just a long dream.

【Holy Alliance, December 13, 478, 10 p.m., Tree Country, Sheep City】

"How long will it take to get to Maple Leaf Harbor?" asked Howell, turning his head to Colonel MacArthur beside him.

"Walk through Sheep City and walk another 50 kilometers to Maple Leaf Harbor. Colonel Mark Arthur said solemnly.

"Fifty kilometers?" Howell looked back at the soldiers behind him, the grain and grass of the 300,000-strong army stretched along the main road, disappearing into the moonlit horizon.

"The whole army obeys the order, rests in place, and hurries after dawn—"

Howell shouted loudly, opening the nine veins to amplify his voice, and even the last soldier in the line could hear it clearly.

A thousand elite soldiers and a hundred fire department spiritualists stopped at the same time, and they did not hesitate and sat on the ground.

Unlike the others, Mark Arthur walked up to Howell and asked, "General, if the troops are vulnerable to attack while resting in this place, I suggest that it would be better for the elite troops to rest after Sheep City." ”

Howell squinted his eyes and looked at Mark Arthur, this female colonel has stronger muscles than men, and is on par with herself in terms of spiritual arts, if she really fights, she may not be her opponent.

"It's a good proposition, it's better to go into Sheep City than here, the terrain is dangerous, and the cold wind is blowing, and if you want to spend the night here, many soldiers may catch a cold. ”

When Mark Arthur was pleased that Howell had agreed with his proposal, Howell changed his tune: "I will not change my order, though." ”

"General Howell. Mark Arthur wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything, and the heavy brown armor wrapped her tightly, like the god of war in the portrait.

"Colonel Arthur, please don't jump to conclusions, haven't you noticed that we are now surrounded?"

"Encirclement?" Mark Arthur took off the stone knife weighing a hundred pounds on his back, stood up and looked around, endless blue-green bushes lingered around, there was no one on the avenue, fireflies lit up the night sky, and the white castle of Sheep City was faintly visible not far ahead. There is not the slightest murderous intent in the tranquil beauty, which can only indicate that there are two possibilities, one is that the opponent is strong, and the other is that there is no one at all, but MacArthur prefers to believe that the opponent is strong.

"Who would attack the Alliance's troops? Even the Hatar Post Station in the sand of the night would not dare to confront the Alliance, let alone -"

"Night desert? haha. Howell sat down beside the carriage and laughed: "Who said that the people who came this time would be gangsters?"

"If it's not a gang, who could it be?"

Howell stood up, jumped on the carriage and lifted the spiritual magic lantern and said with a smile: "Those who dare to be enemies of the four divisions are either within the alliance or inheritors. ”

Mark Arthur followed Howell into the carriage and looked around carefully, and as Howell said, there was a lot of breath hidden in the bushes. However, due to the distance, even if she opened the nine veins, she could not judge their spiritual strength. At first glance, the candlelit fireflies are what they use to illuminate their vision, creating a tranquil atmosphere while reducing the vigilance of their prey.

"Colonel Mark Arthur, you can rest for a while, judging from the current situation, these people should not attack for the time being. As for whether they are hostile or not, I am hard to say. Howell said, "Can you tell how many people are lying in ambush in the bushes?"

Mark Arthur frowned, jumped out of the car and pressed his face to the ground to listen carefully to the movements around him. She has been very good at hearing since she was a child, and even if others are standing a hundred meters away, she can hear what they say clearly.

"What is Chief Mark Arthur doing? Listen?" asked a young warrior with a black axe.

"You don't even know this, Chief Mark Arthur's hearing is more accurate than spiritual perception, and there is nothing in the world that she can't hear. Another middle-aged female warrior armed with a white axe replied.

"If you're listening to something, why are you lying on the ground listening?"

Howell gently jumped out of the car and whispered, "This is because sound travels faster on the ground, so you can hear it better if you put your ears to the ground." ”