Chapter 69: The Battlefield Is My Home
"I didn't say it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Lily turned her head away from Tyrell.
"Forget it, I don't care about children. Let me tell you, this is a place to gamble on luck, do you see the dice over there? If you guess the size correctly, you will get money, and if you are wrong, you will not get any points. But the premise of everything is that you have to be rich...... Wangha!"
At this time, only Tyrell had money with her, and Lily had brought a lot of clothes and beautiful armor when she went out, but she had never seen her change her clothes a few times.
Lily listened to the pitiful pleading, "Tyrell, good brother give me money, okay." I promise not to bother you again in the future, and I will definitely help you with anything. ”
Tyrrell smirked, "Hahaha, Liliana Andrea, you've begged me for a day." But I won't sympathize with you, you have the ability to bite me!"
Tyrell was smug and didn't care about the angry Lily.
"Ah, little Nizi, how dare you speak! My hand, let go, you're a dog!" Tyrell struggled desperately to break free of Lily's iron teeth.
After a long time, he couldn't break free, it seemed that there was no hope of using brute force, and at this point, Tyrell had to compromise, otherwise so many people around him were watching.
"Good...... Give you money. Believe it or not, I don't want you anymore. Tyrell whispered a threat.
Lily immediately let go, borrowed the money and squeezed into the crowd to play.
"Children can't be educated like this, what if I ask for something in the future, and I don't agree with her biting." Tyrrell thought to himself.
However, his energy was soon attracted by the casino, after all, he had never been to such a place since he was a child, let alone gambling. I don't know if catching a claw machine counts as gambling.
"Come on, buy big and buy small, buy and leave!" an elf kept shaking the dice cup in his hand.
Of course, what he said was not this sentence, but Tyrrell's brain made up, after all, no matter what language, Tyrrell translated it into Chinese according to his own understanding, not directly understood, after all, inheriting knowledge will not directly let you understand it, at most let you translate it word by word according to the language you know.
"I'll buy big!" Tyrell put the money in the big letters, just instincting him to do it.
Sure enough, after opening, it was big, and Tyrell felt that he was simply a gambling god in the world, and no one could stop him.
The next one is small. Tyrrell decided it would be better to follow his instincts, as he was a gambler.
Then reality slapped Tyrell hard, and it turned out to be two sixes. It's really six to burst. It's not small, but I didn't expect it to be a leopard.
'Was it just an illusion?' Tyrell couldn't help but wonder.
After a few more attempts, Tyrrell found that his instincts were correct, better than guessing. At least I believe that the accuracy of intuition can reach more than half, and it is absolutely impossible to reach blindness, because there are three options.
I guessed a few random Tyrell and didn't want to play, it was really boring. Because you win more and lose less, money is useless to yourself.
Of course, it's useless now, maybe it will be useful later. But if you want to learn from other dragons, you really can't find a quiet spirit or a half-dragon to ask for it. I've heard that a lot of dragons do this.
Looking at Lily, who was about to run out of money, Tyrell suddenly felt that maybe the dragon's instincts were not so strong. Maybe it was just my luck.
"Lily, I don't want you to give money like this. Seeing that as long as Lily threw it, the others would quickly vote for the opposite, and Tyrrell couldn't stand it.
"Hmph! This elf must be working against me!, otherwise with my strength, how could I keep losing!" Lily said unconvinced.
Tyrrell sneered: "It's not your strength, it's your luck." ”
"How can luck get better?" asked Lily, very seriously
Tyrrell smiled and said, "Luck, I really can't help it, or you should wash your face and wash your hands." ”
"Ahhh If you don't play, it's better to find something to do than to gamble here. ”
Tyrrell looked around and saw that it really wasn't interesting. But I don't understand why these people and elves are so fanatical, how long have they been here?
......
The barracks are now very lively, and everyone is practicing military songs. The military song Tyrell was compiled directly that day, but I didn't expect Ewen to lay out the song so quickly.
An elven officer shouted loudly, "Lightning attack, stride." One-two, one-two, ready ~ sing!"
The soldiers who were standing still sang loudly: "Lightning attack, stride, strong defense, welcome, iron will, unity, fragile flesh, fall apart." ”
"Let's go!"
The soldiers marched in unison and sang: "The battle horn calls to me, and the strict military discipline obeys." The heroic battle marched forward bravely, fearlessly killing the enemy and rushing forward.
Rush ahead, towards the enemy camp, with teammates behind. Brave in battle, brave in battle, the battlefield welcomes you.
The march on the battlefield is unstoppable, and the courage to kill the enemy is glorious. Even if you don't have glory in your heart, you will receive rewards for meritorious service on the battlefield.
Died on the battlefield, heroic, generous to the righteous and meritorious service. Heroic sacrifice, ghosts and gods cry, and the soul returns to his hometown as a hero.
For the sake of my family, become a soldier, liberate the people and welcome the future, a glorious tomorrow awaits me, and Qatar will usher in liberation.
Men on the battlefield, informal; The army is, the only one to snuggle; Comrades are all comrades, brothers are changed, and enemies must be destroyed. Attack on the battlefield and be fearless of everything. The enemy is not needed, we are afraid. A charge, brave forward. Qatar's battle song will never be extinguished!
The battlefield is my home!~The battlefield is my home!~The battlefield is my home!~The battlefield is my home!~The battlefield is my home!!"
Evan nodded in the distance and praised, "It's good, at least we elves can't write such a heart-warming song." ”
"You really can't write such a burning song, you are all suitable to write some sissy songs. Look at how versatile our future leaders are, why didn't they find out yesterday?" interjected Ariel
Ai Wen frowned and said strangely, "Future leader, isn't he a red dragon?"
"There, he's obviously a golden dragon. Or the patriarch's ......"
"Ariel!" Ero stopped it too late, Ariel was basically done with what should have been said, and she was saying what she shouldn't have said.
Evan looked directly at Ero and asked, "What the hell is going on, I understand that I won't say anything about it." ”
"Alas. Although Evan promised not to say it, Ero was still worried. Another person in the know, can he continue to hide it from everyone?