Although it was already dark, the headquarters of the Griffon Fortress was still brightly lit, and the headquarters was actually a stone house. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the middle of the house there was a large brazier, and the roaring light of the fire reflected the faces of the old people red, as if the folds could no longer be seen.

At this time, there were already a dozen or so old people gathered in the room, most of them in their fifties and sixties, and they were roasting on the edge of the brazier.

There was a heavy cough in the room, and these old men were brave when they were young, and they were able to carry axes and be invincible on the battlefield.

But when they were young, they accumulated too many injuries, and at that time, they relied on their strong physique and good foundation, and it was no problem to fight for several days and nights in a row.

But when they got older, the wind and cold, which they had never feared when they were young, finally came to them and tortured them unspeakably.

Where is the sharpness of the past? It's just leaning on the fire, vaguely recalling the glorious years of his youth from the firelight, and showing a smile.

"Has everyone arrived? It's been a long time since there's an emergency meeting, and this time I'm calling you for something important. ”

An old man with a withered figure, wrapped in a black robe and on crutches, sat cross-legged in the middle of the room, and he trembled.

His face was covered with folds, but he didn't know if it was due to the fire or something, but his face was very ruddy.

"It's been a long time since we've been together, old man, it's been a long time since we've seen you, how are you doing lately?"

"No, I've been sick twice recently, I haven't gone out much, my body is not as good as before, what about your injured leg?

"It's not the same as before, our old guys are old, we don't know how many more winters we can hold on like this, many people are gone......"

It is rare for these old people who live in seclusion to get together, they were once the backbone of this legion, and they were once feared on the battlefield.

But no matter how brave a warrior is, he can't withstand the stagnation of time, and it is not a taste to see the former robe getting old, and to look at himself.

"Be quiet, now is not the time to catch up, what I'm going to tell you this time, you will definitely be happy, ahem. ”

The old man coughed, and as the commander of this legion, although he was short in stature, he was known for his bravery on the battlefield.

Although he survived countless tragic battles, he was also infected with injuries, and his former bravery was only left with the stubbornness of today.

"What would make us happy? And it has to be so late to summon us over, is it to go down the mountain together to find a woman?"

"Hahahaha, you old bastard still talk like this, even if you really look for it, you're like this, can you still do it? ”

"It's all young lad's world now, and I can't think of anything else that would make us happy, sir, don't sell it. ”

The old people laughed and joked, as if they had returned to the same jokes they had told in the barracks many years ago, when they were still in their prime.

That scene seemed like just yesterday, and they relied on these memories to survive step by step until now, otherwise they would not have been able to hold on.

"An army has appeared in the north, and in recent days they have been sneakily making some moves, and it seems that they want to attack the griffon fortress. ”

After a pause, the old man spoke of the exciting news with great vigour, and his eyes reflected a dazzling look.

"What? Someone is coming to attack Griffon Fortress? Hahahaha, is this true? How many years have we not been at war?"

"Anyway, can you still pick up an axe and kill the enemy?" I remember the first time you went into battle, you were so scared that you peed your pants. ”

"I often dream of going back to the past, following His Majesty and Mr. Nandu to the battlefield, it is really a beautiful memory that people will remember for a lifetime. ”

"Can I really fight another battle vigorously before I enter the ground? This is really great, this is my long-cherished wish for so many years!"

When these veterans heard the news, they all danced with joy, for ordinary people, war is a disaster, a nightmare.

They were afraid of war, and the farther away they were from this damned demon, the better, and they didn't want to have anything to do with it again for the rest of their lives.

But for these old people, their best youth is dedicated to the bloody battlefield.

They were haunted by the sound of horses' hooves countless times, and they woke up in their dreams to try to find their weapons and prepare for battle.

I looked around blankly and found that this was just a dream, the war was over, the war was far away, and it was clear that there was peace.

Obviously, they can live a peaceful life, but they can't sleep as soundly as they used to in the barracks.

Even the thought of being called by war arose in their hearts, as long as they were on the battlefield they could find their glory and find a sense of belonging.

On the battlefield they are heroes, warriors, they enjoy cheers and glory, they are invincible, even if they die, they die in the charge!

But after leaving, they are useless old men, no one will remember their existence, they are getting old day by day, and time is silent.

How can they not be excited when something haunts them is presented to them again, and the hope of their death is rekindled?

"That's right, let's fight a good battle before we go into the ground, just like we did more than 20 years ago, everyone go back and prepare, gather the good boys, this will be our last battle, we will use our last blood to cast brilliance, this is simply an exciting moment!"

As the commander, Monte trembled with excitement, and his originally cloudy eyes showed a light as sharp as an eagle.

Just when everyone was shouting and rejoicing excitedly, a taciturn young man slowly stood up.

He seemed a little out of place here, for he was so young, in his twenties, a long time younger than the old people who were often in their fifties and sixties, and he was the only young man here, but he had the qualifications to come here.

One is because he is the best among the young people, and among the younger generation of Griffon Fortress, there is no one who can fight better than him.

The second is because the old drunkard who picked him up has a very special meaning in this place.

Originally, he was not qualified to speak here, everyone was his elders, and he should just sit in on it.

But at this moment he could no longer remain silent, he had to stand up and say something.

"Are you going to use that rotten honor that should have been buried a long time ago to bury the beautiful dreams of young people?"