The young soldier choked up and recounted what happened to "Lao Pozi", recreating his victimization process in the boy's mind in a verbal way. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

As soon as he thought of the tragic scene at that time, the boy's emotions were out of control, and he couldn't wait to sew the other party's lips shut, and save himself to recall the time when he was with "Lao Pozi".

In the end, the boy did not stop the other party's narration, he understood that this would be the last time he heard from "Lao Pozi", and soon, he would forget the other person's appearance, just as he forgot the appearance of his parents and partners.

Memories are never transferred by human will, so in just three weeks, he could no longer remember the clear faces of his dead relatives.

It was not so much a memory that remained in his mind, but rather a vague shadow of his regret and sorrow, pain and hatred.

Will "Lao Pozi" also become one of the "shadows"?

The suffocation and tingling spread from his chest to his whole body, and the boy curled up in pain got an answer.

He didn't want to forget the other party, but he didn't care about this kind of thing, if he didn't have to live with hatred, he probably wanted to smash his head open, and then use a soldering iron to imprint all the memories of "Lao Pozi" on every neuron.

Therefore, although the soldier's account almost broke him, he still forced himself to write down every word the other party said, just so that when he recalled "Lao Pozi" in the future, the blurred picture in his mind would be clearer......

The story of the deceased's life is not complicated, but the soldier told the story from dusk to moonlight.

He was the young robe who was saved by "Lao Pozi", so he was tortured no less than a boy when describing this, and in order to make himself feel a little better, he spoke very slowly, and stopped several times in the middle, trying to hold back the tears in his eyes.

It's not that the young man loves face, it's that he doesn't want to expose his weakness in front of the descendants of "Lao Pozi". He understands what happened to the strong boy in front of him, so he wants to encourage him to be strong with practical actions.

"Although Uncle is gone, life has to go on, you have to live well, so that Uncle's soul can go to the underworld with confidence. The young man who had reached the door stopped, looked back apprehensively, and spoke in a tone that bordered on pleading.

Originally, the young man wanted to adopt the boy, but he was afraid that his words would irritate the poor child, after all, "Lao Pozi" died for him, which made the young man always have the feeling that he was an executioner when facing the boy.

Although the boy is still young, his past experience has made him lose his childlike willfulness and innocence early, and have a distressing maturity.

He knew the good from the bad, and he knew that his hatred and anger should be vented against the damned orc, and although he had a lot of dissatisfaction with the young soldier in his heart, he nodded at him calmly when he saw the humility and flattering smile of the other party.

Letting the young soldier spend the rest of his life under the condemnation of the mind is not on the boy's agenda. He didn't have to torture an innocent man, he might as well let him go so he could kill a few more orcs on the battlefield.

The young soldier, who had gained some relief, stepped on the moonlight and left, but the boy still sat in the courtyard, without any intention of returning to the house to rest.

He rejected the young man's proposal to send "Lao Pozi" to the corpse house overnight, and chose to leave the corpse at home, he wanted to stay with the other party for a while, even if it was only for a dozen hours.

The boy used a white silk silk to gently wipe the blood on the cheeks of "Lao Pozi", and carefully took care of the messy beard for the other party.

Thanks to his efforts, Lao Pozi's face returned to its former neatness, as if the white cloth was not hiding a broken corpse, but only a warm body that had fallen into a deep sleep.

There was a trance in which even the boy himself thought that "Lao Pozi" was alive again, so he smiled heartily, and that was the last time he smiled......

After reacting, the boy froze his smile that was not yet fully blooming, he gently tugged at the beard of "Lao Pozi", and called the other party in a low voice, and he called "father" to the person on the stretcher with his eyes closed, just as the other party had been expecting.

But unfortunately, the boy is no longer facing the "old slope" who often calls himself a "father" in the past, but a cold corpse, so even if he was hit on the face by hot tears, the other party who closed his eyes did not open his eyes to respond to his call......

After dawn, the boy watched with a blank expression as the corpse of "Lao Pozi" turned to ashes in the burning of the alchemy flame, and tears hung on his dirty little face.

On that day, a frontier soldier named "Lao Pozi" was forever lost in a fortress on the border line, and an apprentice soldier named "Zoxia" was also added.

In fact, Zoxia did not get permission from the non-commissioned officer when he first joined the army, after all, he was too young.

Although the border army was quickly replaced due to the high mortality rate, it was not so mad that children who were not as tall as the wheels of a carriage were asked to fight the orcs with weapons.

However, as soon as he refused, Sasha pulled out the dagger from his waist and slashed it at his wrist, and the blood gushing out instantly hit the non-commissioned officer in charge of recruitment.

There was no time to scold his mother, the non-commissioned officer quickly wiped a handful of blood from his face, and he didn't care about carefully wiping the blood on his face, so he tore off the collar of his clothes as quickly as possible to bandage the injured wrist of the other party.

He couldn't help but be in a hurry, Zoxia scratched his own artery, and if he didn't rescue him in time, the young child would soon die in front of him due to excessive blood loss.

Compared with the anxious non-commissioned officer, Sasha did not have the slightest panic, he calmly watched the other party bandage himself, and slowly stated his reason for joining the army, that indifferent look seemed to be describing other people's affairs.

"Sir, my biological father, biological mother, and adoptive father all died at the hands of the orcs, and now, I have no relatives except a dagger. ”

"Actually, I also know that a guy like me, who is rejected by fate, should find a corner where no one is there and commit suicide, so as to save the bad luck and bring bad luck to others. But I didn't choose to die, because I felt like I had more important things to do!"

"I want revenge, sir, more than death. Hatred is the only reason to support me to live, and if you can't give me the right to avenge me now, then please don't stop me from choosing death. ”

Years later, the non-commissioned officer still remembers that early that morning, the young boy uttered the most unique declaration of enlistment he had ever heard in a distressingly mature tone.

Yes, the non-commissioned officer agreed to Zoxia's request to enlist, and he couldn't refuse, because he could tell from Zoxia's empty eyes that the description of death and hatred was not a joke.

From that day on, a legend began that even the gods were emotional......