After that, we discussed the issue of mutual defense, and Trovic wanted to go with me. He had a team of thirty people, and then I realized that Trovic actually had no territory, he was like a guerrilla, specializing in fighting whoever he wanted to fight. Before, he fought against the Albanians in Kosovo, and then resisted NATO together, of course, NATO was mostly in the air raids, and there was no chance to fight him at close range, and then he didn't know how to have a grudge with the earl, so he kept going against the earl. Without him, Vukovic and Bunotz will have to coordinate their personnel and do a good job of helping defense.

I feel very embarrassed about this, Bunots gave me manpower, plus Trovic and his men who were ready to leave here with their left and right hands, then it was undoubtedly a kind of blood draw for their small militia, and it was not a small weakening of their defenses.

When I raised this concern, both Bunots and Vukovic said that it should not be a big problem, and that they would coordinate the defenses between them, so that I didn't have to worry about them. They were so cheerful, and suddenly I felt like they were my allies rather than Keqiman. What do we get from Kochiman, or the Kostic Force? On the contrary, I helped them fight against each other, and my team was hit hard, and then if it weren't for the shadow of Lao Maozi behind us, it is estimated that we would have fallen to a point where no one cares and no one asks, and there is no place to stay. This suddenly reminded me of those warlords and miscellaneous armies in the War of Resistance Against Japan, these people were not treated by the Nationalist Government at that time, and they lacked food and clothing and did not provide supplements, aren't they similar to me?

On the contrary, it was these locals, the militia who had no ambition to protect themselves and gave great help. If it weren't for them, I guess the Earl's attack that day would have at least driven me out of the area. Ay.. At this moment, I have a deep understanding of why when the Liberation War came, so many warlords were willing to revolt and surrender, and I would do it if they wanted to change their mother's life. For example, if Ke Qiman and they have a conflict with these people now, and ask me who I am helping, my mother will immediately lead someone to kill Ke Qiman and them.

After the discussion was over, Bunotz took me around the farm again. It's very different here than outside, I've been to war-torn countries, and the eyes of the people there are always full of numbness or uneasiness, and when they see outsiders coming, they are often very wary, and sometimes when I see this kind of look, I think of animals, those animals who rely on instinct to defend their so-called territory. And here, when the people here see me, they all smile, and there is pride and satisfaction in that smile, and there is a rare trust. The smell of poultry or animal dung wafts through the air from time to time, but it is fragrant compared to the smoke of gunpowder, all kinds of strange burnt smells, and even the pungent smell of blood and rancidity.

"It's hard to find you here. I mean, it's like there's never been a war. I spoke.

Bunotz smiled a little proudly: "We are all ordinary people. We have to fight for something. You can't fight for the sake of fighting, right? It seems that overnight, people who were neighbors suddenly became enemies with deep hatred, why is this? Is it really because I have a blood feud with a neighbor? Bunotz sneered and continued: "We have been fighting for so many years, what did we get in the end?" The fact is that a lot of people have died, and apart from these, as ordinary people like us, it seems that we have gained nothing except that life is becoming more and more difficult, and there are fewer and fewer relatives and friends. Of course, those gangsters with different plans and ambitions will think differently from us. Oh, by the way, and there are a lot more of these uncontrolled gangs, which is what we have gained after so many years of civil war. If it is invaded by foreign enemies, then even if it is fought for another ten or twenty years, it will be a civil war... I've had enough, I'm tired, and I don't have the ability to go abroad and don't want to go, so I can only find a way to live a better life at home. ”

This is true, although no one wants to tear their country apart. But when the situation is completely uncontrollable and uncontrollable, and external forces intervene, perhaps give up, build your own country well, and let your people live a good life is what should be done. Yugoslavia was like that, it fought almost all of the divided countries, but none of them got a good result. In the end, Serbia remained. Such a result has fully demonstrated that in many cases, wars cannot solve problems, and Yugoslavia's mistake is not a question of whether it fought well or not, but a problem of its previous policy, and a problem of its policy towards those member countries and other nationalities.

"The Count often threatens your safety?" I asked.

Bunotz shook his head and said, "This is Serbia, and he is Kosovar." Since everyone is going to split up, don't come again. He was a cautious man, but at times he appeared greedy. Always staring at someone else's goodies. Bunotz said and looked at the farm, "It's a good place to not only supply food to the people here, but also sell it to others. Nowhere is it heavier than a full meal

Important, especially in difficult times. ”

I could tell that the Count seemed to have the idea of this farm. No one will agree to that, this is still Serbia, although this is still a border area, but as a gang, the hand is indeed a little longer.

"Would you like to go and see me?" Vukovic on the side spoke.

I looked at him, "Where are you?" It can't be a church, right? ”

Vukovic spread his hands, "I'm a priest. Where else could it be without a church? ”

Since the other party has invited, as an alliance like ours, which is already united, it is always time to seize the time to improve the understanding between us. So Bunots, Trovic, Milic and I got in the car and followed Kovic along the road outside the farm in the direction of Serbia for half an hour, and then came to a small town, and in the distance I saw a white building with a church in a distinctly Byzantine style.

"I didn't expect this church to be quite distinctive." I spoke.

Vukovic smiled and said: "This is Europe, my friend. Are you one of those churches in the Americas? ”

When I think of churches in the Americas, I suddenly think of the church where the wizard ended up. Compared to this, it's like a barn. But this is also a helpless thing, how many years has it been since the Americas were discovered? How many years have you waited for the religion to pass? That's completely incomparable to Europe.

Everyone here seems to know Vukovic and have great respect for him. Seeing him, they all took the initiative to say hello. Vukovic responded with a smile as he ushered us into the church. When I entered the church, I saw several people sitting and praying in the rows of seats in the hall. The inside is very quiet and the light is very good, and from the glass painted with various paintings on both sides, you can see that the person who built this church is a person of care and pursuit.

Bunots, Trovic, and Milic seemed to be devout Christians, and when they entered the place, they took off their hats, and Trovic sat down in his chair and began to pray.

I looked at Vukovic, who pointed to the side of the hall and whispered, "Let them be here, we can go and talk." ”