When the dawn of the morning light sprinkled on the fortress, it still could not sweep away the coolness of the long night, as if the fierce shouts of killing still lingered in the ears, and I wondered if the heroic spirits of those warriors had ascended to heaven. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Suddenly, a small group of cavalrymen came slowly, with a white flag in their hands, and Gerald knew that this was the liaison officer sent by Calais to talk, so he couldn't help but stand at the battlement and shouted downward, "Hey! What are you doing here? Is it a war letter to Lao Tzu? I must have killed you last night, I guess it's very cool, I don't mind killing you tonight is a little more pleasant." ”

At this moment, his body was wrapped in thick gauze, his eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was extremely hoarse, but his spirit was still terrifying.

When the cavalry below heard the shout, they immediately shouted, "Don't let go of the arrows, our general said, admire the courage of your Omar people, so let me inform you, let you send people to collect the bones of heroes, and don't let them bury their bones in the wilderness!"

Hearing this, Gerald was stunned for a moment, and then sighed, "Okay, go back and tell you general, and I'll send someone to collect the body." ”

Ortega limped over, "Hey, I said Gerald, the other party won't cheat, we killed us so badly last night, they don't accept it, today we will go down and slaughter us." ”

"Well, probably not, the Calais value any bullshit honor more than life, how can they not talk about it?" Gerald was a little hesitant, but in his heart he longed to be able to collect the remains of those warriors as soon as possible and give them a decent funeral, after all, these warriors are heroes and should not end up in the wilderness of violent corpses.

"Okay, don't think about it, your legs and feet are inconvenient, don't follow the blind mixing, I'll find some people to collect the corpse with me, if there is really a fraud Lao Tzu also admits it, I really can't bear to watch them just lie there." With that, Gerard looked sadly at yesterday's battlefield, and then went to gather his men.

In a short time more than a hundred sturdy warriors had been gathered, and the fortress, which had already had a number of tools for maintenance, was now naturally used to dig graves, and all of them had taken off their armor and wore only a single coat, which was a sign of trust in the Calais that they had no weapons on them.

These brave warriors are now full of sorrow, although the bloody battlefield was created by their own hands, but no one wants to look at it again, but for the sake of the future of their comrades, for their own conscience, they endured their grief and walked on this tragic battlefield.

Gerard tried to break the hands of one of the warriors who were holding the neck of the heavy cavalry of Calais, but they were scattered, and the two men were trapped together as if they were trapped together by an invisible rope.

In a fit of rage, he cut off the arm of the Calais heavy cavalry with a shovel, but heard a shout behind him, "Stop!" Gerard's shovel did not fall, and he looked behind him, only to see a Calais man in a single coat, accompanied by several warriors, walking towards this direction.

"They are all heroes, whether it is your people, or mine people, they are the bravest warriors when they are alive and should be respected after death. As he spoke, he asked the warriors around him to pick up the two corpses, and then reached out and put his hand on their backs, and one after another pure fighting qi slowly poured in, perhaps it was the heat of the fighting qi that softened their bodies, and they miraculously separated automatically.

The general said to the soldiers, "Carry him down and bury him well." Then he turned his face to look at Gerald, who looked a little unnaturally and said, "I admire the courage of the general, and I appreciate your talents, but I have heard that the general was treated very unfairly in Omar, and such a thing will never happen in Calais, so I don't understand, why do you have to risk your own life and that of your brother to protect this unjust country?"

Gerald listened hard, thought hard, but didn't seem to understand what the other party was saying, and finally barely squeezed out a little smile to answer, and then buried his head and began to sort out another corpse.

General Calais was not angry at such a performance, as if this was what he expected, he silently looked at Gerard's eyes and released a hot light, "From yesterday's daytime attack, to the stealing camp at night, to the hedge with my 20,000 heavy cavalry, the general has all shown excellent strategy and amazing courage, I admire the general very much, and I want to make friends with you." ”

Gerald finally heard a little taste, and couldn't help but stop the workstation in his hand and get up, "Just say it, what do you want me to do?" "The general is really a bold person, it seems that you have heard my words, then I will tell the truth, I really want the general to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, if we in the Calais Empire, with us to overthrow the cruel and greedy corrupt kingship of Omar." ”

A smile slowly hung on the corners of Gerald's mouth, and suddenly his face sank, and a murderous aura suddenly welled up all over his body, "You kid turned out to be a lobbyist, trying to make Lao Tzu a traitor, it's just wishful thinking like a fart, phew!" After leaving a mouthful of thick phlegm, Gerald took the soldier's body on his back and strode away.

General Calais's face was blue and red for a while, and he finally couldn't help but burst out, "You stop me, you are insulting me, you remember for me, you will pay for today's rudeness and arrogance." ”

Gerard stopped when he heard this, and then gently lowered the corpse on his shoulder, holding the shovel tightly in his hand, "Little Jerry, throw your shovel over." The soldier hurriedly threw the shovel at him, and Gerald reached out to catch it and slashed it into General Calais's feet.

"You, what are you going to do?" this scene was obviously much more than General Calais expected, "Didn't you say that I should pay the price? Don't wait until later, I think the weather is good today, the two of us are here to compare and match like gentlemen, there is a ready-made pit over there, if Lao Tzu loses, I don't blame others, let my brothers push me inside, sprinkle a handful of soil casually, and Lao Tzu will kill you Calais mongrels in the second world twenty years later!"

Hearing the noise here, the soldiers on both sides quickly gathered around, and a bloody battle that was not considered a battle was about to begin, but he saw that General Nagalai's face slowly turned from white to red, and suddenly smiled, "I will not accept your duel, if we have the ability, we will stay on the battlefield and see you, it is a blasphemy to these dead heroes to scuffle in the way of barbarians here, let's go." He said that he left here with his own people.

Looking at his figure slowly moving away, Gerald spat fiercely, "Cowardly, what kind of skills do you have, Lao Tzu." Looking at the warriors around him, Gerald suddenly shouted, "Hurry up and clean up for me, what the hell do you see?"

In the evening, on a hillside not far from the fort, more than 2,000 new graves were erected, and perhaps no one could tell what they were called, and there were no tombstones on them, but Gerard's heart left their shadows forever.

Although he was very disdainful of what General Calais did, the other party simply scrubbed the remains of the soldiers he left behind in the camp, wrapped them in a whole white cloth and sent them back, this scene still made Gerald very moved, no matter how cruel the war was, the soldiers on both sides were just their own masters, and when they died, they were just a piece of loess, and it was already a kind of luck to be able to avoid the violent corpse wilderness.

Gerald stood in the middle of the new grave, and suddenly felt that he was tired of war, and he really wanted to find a land without war, raise a few cows and make some wine, and drink and scold his mother with Ortega when he was fine, or simply start a fight, he thought as he walked towards the fortress, and the last trace of the sunset sprinkled on his body, warm, he suddenly thought, should he find a mother-in-law to have a few dolls?

On this day, Shengxuan locked himself in the room, no matter who called him, he couldn't open the door, and he finally walked out of the room at night, which couldn't help but make the stone in Reg's heart fall.

"What's wrong? Hurt?" Sheng Xuan couldn't help but sit on the battlement when he heard Reg's inquiry, "No, it's just that I feel uncomfortable." "What's wrong?"

"Well, I've heard all about the day, Gerald took the warriors to bury the brothers who died in battle, I felt very uncomfortable, they trusted me and went with me on the battle, but I didn't bring them back, and now they are lying in the cold wasteland, and we are still alive, breathing fresh air, and I feel sorry for them. ”

Looking at Sheng Xuan with a gloomy face, Reg didn't know how to comfort him, he looked up at the stars looming in the sky, and muttered, "This is war, it is a word written with blood and life, maybe these soldiers don't know what causes the war at all, but they must fight, they must pay for their lives, this is the meaning of their existence, war has made the general, but no one knows how many dry bones are buried behind the general." ”

"If you don't ask about the marquis, you will succeed and your bones will wither. Such a poem suddenly appeared in Sheng Xuan's mind, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, "Sure enough, it will be a success." At this moment, there was a sudden wavering in his heart, the domineering spirit of leading 100,000 male soldiers to conquer the Quartet in his previous life suddenly seemed extremely small in that barren mound, and he was not doubting that his thoughts were wrong, but doubting his own ability.

"Do you hate war?" Hearing Reg's inquiry, Sheng Xuan shook his head, which couldn't help but make Reg stunned, "Why? War will kill a lot of people, weren't you also sad for those dead brothers just now?"

"War doesn't happen because I hate it, I just feel that I'm too incompetent, too small, if I'm strong enough, they wouldn't die, I'll be sad for my brother's death, but I'll also be excited to kill all the enemies, if I can kill all the enemies, then there will be no more wars in this world. ”

These words set off a big wave in Reg's heart, he never knew that Sheng Xuan's heart was like this, suddenly he remembered what he saw last night, the sneer on Sheng Xuan's face during the killing, and now he felt even more cold when he thought about it, he originally wanted to say to Sheng Xuan, "You are already very strong, in this series of battles, you have created miracles of winning more with less time and again, and exchanged the lives of more than 2,000 people for nearly 30,000 casualties on the other side." But now he couldn't say anything.

At this moment, Reg's heart is more of a contradiction and struggle, as if this war has allowed Sheng Xuan to find his own belonging, he is no longer the mercenary boy who only wants to improve his strength, but has become a warrior who fights for the Omar Empire, so what about himself? Where is his belonging? Maybe only after finding the murderer of his whole family, can his heart really have a belonging, this idea suddenly popped up, and then expanded rapidly, almost filling his heart, making him unable to breathe in pain.