Winter nights are like water, and the coolness seeps people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Chris leaned quietly against the trunk of the tree in the courtyard, the leaves of the horse chestnut tree had long since fallen, and only the dry trunk was left to stand quietly in the cold wind.

Lonely tree, lonely man.

He hadn't stood up for three days, and all his companion had been in the meantime, and he poured bottles of strong rum into his stomach just so that he could faint.

But every time the alcohol made him dazed, he would dimly see the tragic deaths of his father and brother.

He opened his eyes crying and howling, how he wished it was just a nightmare, and when he woke up, his stern father would still be yelling at him.

But the reality is cruel, such as today he has no more to rely on, like a rootless weed, as long as the wind is stronger, it will uproot him.

The sour breath between his eyes and nose hit him, and he habitually shouted, "Wine, bring it!", he needed liquor to numb his tear ducts.

In the past few days, the guards guarding the door would bring in the wine as soon as they heard his shouts, but he waited for nearly five minutes and was silent.

He shouted a few more times, but there was still no response, and just as he began to wonder, a rough and unfamiliar voice sounded in the darkness in the distance: "If you want to drink, get up and get it yourself, don't be like a mother-in-law!"

"Who!?" Chris didn't have a throwing knife with him, but he pinched the stone on the ground with two fingers, and as soon as he lifted his wrist, the stone shot into the darkness with the sound of breaking through the sky, and the momentum was not lost at all.

Unexpectedly, the man rushed out of the stone, and made a grabbing technique with his big hand, and after removing all the strength of the stone, he grasped it firmly in his hand, and then with a strong hand, the stone became a fine powder, and it was scattered sparsely on the ground.

", why are you weaker than before?" said the man who turned out to be Divalen, who said in surprise as he carried a wine bottle in one hand and crossed his waist in the other.

"It's you? Are you here to laugh at me?" said Chris with a frown.

"I'm full of shit and I'm so busy that I'm going to come all the way over, climb through the three access curfews, and stun a dozen or so guards just to laugh at you? Are you fucking narcissistic?" Divalen was so angry that he said foully: "Lao Tzu is here to talk to you, hurry up and let Lao Tzu kick your ass." ”

In the past, Chris, he would have jumped up and fought to the death with Di Valen, but at this time, he couldn't raise his fighting spirit at all, and his dark eyes didn't look at him, just glanced at Di Valen and looked down at the wine bottle in his hand: "If you want to kick, come and kick, I'm too lazy to hide, as long as you leave the wine in your hand, I'll let you kick enough." ”

"When did you become like a muddy beach?" Divalen burst into flames, "What about you before?

"What is the invincible warrior with nine blades and fierce appearance?"

"Huh, where the hell have you gone? If you have revenge, you will revenge it, and the blood debt will be repaid in blood, you can hide here and drink cat urine to make a fart!"

"Can you bring your father and brother back to life? Can you drink Nadanel to death!?"

"You're going to drink it, drink it, come on, I'll let you drink it all!" Divalen angrily slammed the bottle in front of him, and the broken bottle residue flew in all directions, and a piece of shard even cut Chris's cheek, and blood flowed out slowly, but he stared at Divalen as if he was unconscious, and then said lightly, "I can't kill that man." You don't understand what a powerful being he is!"

"I don't understand!" Devalen yelled, "yes, I don't know how strong he is!

"What!?" The blankness in Chris's eyes finally came to life for the first time, "What did you say!? How did you know Jesca." ”

Di Valen smiled bitterly: "Not only do I know him, but I owe him my life." "Thirteen years ago, I was a rookie. He grinned, and that smile was full of bitterness: "A recruit who is almost thirty years old. ”

Chris stared into his eyes as if he wanted to delve into his memories and see the past with his own eyes.

Divalen took a breath and said slowly: "That was the first battle I participated in, that year the king of Vegia, Dacollier, died suddenly, and the second son of the king, Yactassa, who was in the court, immediately staged a coup d'état in an attempt to usurp the throne of the royal brother. As soon as Yarogerke, who was the crown prince at the time, received the news and immediately ended the war with Kugit, the class returned to the dynasty to inherit the orthodoxy, and the civil war in Vigia was about to break out, and the war quickly burned the entire snowfield. ”

Both Nord and Svadia saw this as a great opportunity to send troops to Vigia, with Svadia controlling the surrounding area of Zhivadine for a time, while Nord seized the opportunity to seize the transportation hub of Kulau. ”

However, Vegia soon relented, and some of the Yactassa lords who were interested in serving the country found that if they allowed foreign enemies to invade, they were afraid that no matter who sat on the throne, it would be difficult to control the situation, so they spontaneously stayed away from the core of the civil war and took the initiative to organize an anti-war alliance to fiercely counterattack the Nord and Swadia forces in the territory, which also became an important reason for the fall of Yaktasa in the future. ”

"My unit was completely crushed in the first Zhivadine counteroffensive, and we went to Fort Loma and Rebach, only to be scattered by the insane snow maniacs. ”

"The psychotics always raised their sabers and shouted Ula Ula Ula like an avalanche of frenzy, and every time we charged, their longbows rang out with a deadly crunch, shooting us in all directions. ”

"In the end, we were all scattered, and I was the only one left in a whole group of hundred horsemen, lost in the snow. It's so fucking cold, and now that I think about it, I still feel so cold. Di Valen shuddered, raised the bottle in his hand and took a few sips.

"To the point, okay?" Chris gave him a blank look.

"Okay, okay. Young people are this temper tantrums. Di Valen smiled: "Then on the sixth day of my Lost, I met him. ”

Divalen clearly saw Chris's eyes light up and nodded at him.

"I was so hungry that the whole snowfield was so white that I couldn't find even a living thing, and when I was about to faint from hunger, I saw a fire in the pine forest in the distance, and I ran like crazy to find a young man in a Nord uniform. I was stunned for a moment, like a basin of ice water pouring down from my head, I thought to myself, this is over, I haven't found anything to eat, and I guess I'm going to give it to this Nord King Ba. ”

"Fuck you! Don't curse! you Svadias are the kings!" Chris picked up the bottle on the ground and smashed it.

"Ah, if you are still not convinced, you will know how to climb happily in the sea, not Wang Ba! OK, OK, OK... Don't throw it away... Wouldn't it be okay if I didn't scold? Divalen continued: "But the boy didn't make a move, but threw me a piece of roasted half-cooked meat, and I was not polite, but grabbed it and ate it violently, and when I was full, I remembered that something was wrong, and quickly raised the sword in my hand and questioned the identity of the boy in common language." Chris gave him a disdainful look, "You're ungrateful. ”

Di Valen smiled bitterly: "I guess I think about it now, but at that time, a new soldier was already frightened in the face of death, in addition to the belief of living, what kind of kindness would he care?"

Chris gave a rare nod and motioned for him to continue.

The boy laughed, told me not to worry, he would not hurt me, I would listen to his nonsense, raised my sword and rushed over, who knew that he restrained me as soon as he raised his hand, but he only unloaded my sword, and did not kill me. ”

"I am puzzled and say, our two countries are feuds, why do you want to save me!?"

He raised his left arm with a wry smile, and I realized that his left arm had been injured and had been hanging down. He said that at this moment, we are just two small individuals on this snowy field, and if we have to fight each other at this time, none of us will survive, which is destined to be only partners. ”

"When I thought about it, it seemed quite reasonable, and after chatting for a while, I realized that he was a second lieutenant in a certain Nord army, and he was also scattered by the chaotic army, and was forced to survive on the snowfield. So they partnered with him and agreed to live together and return to their respective motherland alive. He seems to have a knack for finding prey accurately, as well as effectively evading Virgia's army. ”

"As the days passed, he and I fought against wandering bandits, escaped from the blood of wolves and snow leopards, and tried to steal cattle in the village. Speaking of stealing cattle, Di Valen laughed as if he remembered something pleasant: "My injuries with him are getting better day by day, and we feel that we have reached the edge of the snowfield, and in many places we can already see the yellow mud field. ”

"Just when we thought we could escape this hellish place, we came across a huge army, led by Yarogerk. ”

"And then?" Chris asked nervously, "Did you escape?"

", how can you escape, we've all been arrested. Di Valen laughed, "He recognized our uniforms and ordered us two to be hanged." At that time, although Lao Tzu was so scared that he almost peed his pants, he still spat at them while shouting at Ula Ulla, thinking that go to your mother's Ula Ula and let your Ula hell of yours!"

"As a result, just as the noose was about to be put on, the young man spoke, and he said, Your Majesty, Yarogerke, let's negotiate a condition. I could tell he wasn't completely sure, because his body was shaking slightly. ”

Yarogelke was visibly surprised, and asked what was there to discuss. And guess what?"

"What's the matter?" Chris was visibly attracted to the story and subconsciously followed along.

"That's right!" Di Valen clapped his palms: "Storytelling is to have some people who ask what's going on to be interesting!" He actually stared into Yarogerk's eyes and said I know what your majesty needs most right now, I can bring you the treasure that will give you victory! Please give me a month, and I will exchange him for my life. ”

"Yarogelk finally agreed, and detained me as a coolie for a month, but a month later, he really came back, and he actually did it! He actually brought Yartorsa's head back!" "This time it was Yarogark's turn to be surprised, and he asked the young man, I let you out, I thought it was just a delaying tactic, you should have gone away a long time ago, why do you have to risk so much for a prisoner of an enemy country!"

He replied to Yarogerke, because the Swadian had also guarded his life in times of danger, so he had to keep the pact between them if there was a chance - to return to their respective homeland alive together!

Yarogark asked again, are you so sure you can accomplish this task?"

He replied, "No, even if there is only one in 10,000 chances, as long as you believe in it, it is possible to make it happen." ”

Chris looked up and looked at Devalen with a look of wanting to speak.

"Later, when I learned of his death, it was three years later. Di Valen took a sip of the wine and smashed the bottle to pieces: "I don't know what you think, but I'll make it happen as long as there's a 1 in 10,000 chance - no matter how strong that person is, I'll beat him and avenge Jesca!"

Chris looked at Di Valen's back in the distance, and suddenly felt a familiar feeling, like those big hands that were once warm to help him slowly get up, and then staggered after him.