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When taking the students to relive history, the general also seemed to be deeply trapped in the memories of the past. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info Deep sadness, like wrinkles left by the years, crawled all over his face.

These children, who grew up listening to Liuyun's stories, finally understood a truth: the reason why Count Liuyun was able to stand at a height beyond the reach of the world was not only because of his personal achievements in life, but also because he created a great army and cultivated a group of great soldiers.

They have changed history and made history remember them forever.

Their teacher, the one-armed general in front of him, was undoubtedly the deputy company commander who was missing an arm in that battle, the survivor of the blockade of the Site Bridge, and the witness of a period of eventful years.

"If it weren't for this battle, the company commander who was addicted to alcohol might have sat under a tree with an old cage clock after retiring, with a glass of wine and drunk for a dusk. In the history of the empire, there will always be a hero admired by giants, and an old man who guards his children and wives to enjoy his old age. ”

The general's deep, mournful voice sounded again.

Whether the current situation has created the great lives of many heroes or ruined the beautiful lives of many mortals, the general does not know in his heart.

"In that battle, I was directly promoted from a deputy company commander to the chief of staff of the 2nd Iron Division. Many people regard my experience as a myth of rising to prominence, and how do they know that it is because in the army where the 2nd Iron Division is responsible for blocking the attack, all the officers of the division chief of staff, regiment commander, deputy regiment commander and company commander have died heroically. Even the deputy company commander, I was the only one who was missing an arm, so I acted as the chief of staff of the division. The task he gave me before he died was to bring back the remaining dozens of people alive."

"When I brought the people back to the ground, I also brought the last words of the chief of staff to the division commander. The division commander cried on the spot. An old man of several decades, a fierce general who had experienced a hundred battles, like a child, cried bitterly, and it was only at that time that he understood why the chief of staff wanted to resist him and seize the task of blocking the army of the Blood God Sect. Because the chief of staff knew that it was a life-and-death mission, and he didn't want the division commander to take risks. He has always regarded the officers and soldiers of the Second Division as his own sons. So this best son traded his life for his life. Later, he said to me, since Chief of Staff Xia asked you to be this chief of staff, you should do it for me, don't lose the face of the chief of staff, and I was then officially appointed as the chief of staff of the Second Iron Division. My existence actually represents the division commander's nostalgia for Chief of Staff Xia, the officers and soldiers of the entire Iron Second Division, and the Black Eagle Legion for the soldiers who died in that battle."

"Teacher, thank you for telling us all this, you are from the Black Hawk Legion, and wherever we go, we will remember that we are the successors of the Black Hawk. There will be no disgrace to you," one of the cadets whispered. He couldn't get rid of the sorrow in his teacher's heart, so he could only comfort him in this way. The general tried to calm his mood, and finally said: "The war on the mainland is over. Peace has just begun. The leader once said that soldiers are born for war, but they are peacekeepers, and fighting is the eternal pursuit of soldiers, but the purpose of fighting is only to choke the throat of war and usher in the dawn of peace for the world. A long peace will make an army lose its value of existence, and you, like the martyrs who are buried here, will no longer be noticed. Because times have changed, there are more and more things that people need to pay attention to. This profession, in the sense of the sweet seed, is a profession full of sorrow. In the war years, you need to shed blood, fight hard, sacrifice, and in the years of peace, you need to endure the unimaginable loneliness, loneliness, and bitterness of ordinary people, and I hope that when the halo imposed on the soldiers fades, you can still wear this military uniform straight, which is the only expectation that the teacher has for you."

On the banks of the Pecos River, the silver-haired general led a group of young soldiers to give a solemn military salute to the place where the officers and soldiers of the 2nd Iron Division were laid to rest. Then he slowly left.

The river flowed and murmured.

It seems to be telling the sky the story that once happened to itself.

Perhaps after many years, no one will be able to remember the soldier who slept here, but it will remember them, because their blood has melted into its body.

After the Battle of the Sit Bridge began, in the territory of Asman, the battle between Black Eagle and the Scorpion Land also kicked off.

"Captain Ryan, how many arrows can you shoot at the same time now?" Hyrum asked suddenly.

"Five. ”

"It's still not enough to cause fatal damage to a cat man. Hyrum sighed. "Then when you deal with them. Be careful."

"These people are basically the same as Xiaoqiang, they can't be killed," Liuyun said with a smile.

Ryan asked, "Hyrum Show." Do you know where their hearts are?"

Hyrum nodded.

"Then can you please Xiu help me draw a picture and mark these locations? I'm confident that five arrows will hit five parts, and with an elven archer, the two of them should be able to kill them. Ryan said.

"That's a way to do it, too. I'll draw it for you when I get back. Hyrum nodded.

"Ryan, after dark, you will choose a few elven marksmen, and I will go into the forest with you to meet this cat. "Liuyundao.

Ryan asked weakly, "Chief, the elves are best at jungle warfare, and according to Hyrumxiu, the cat clan is also good at this kind of fighting. You're so inserted, and I'm still distracted to take care of you, isn't it?"

Liuyun couldn't help but laugh dumbly when he heard this: "Ryan, I am the ancestor of jungle warfare, how do you elves survive in the jungle, and how do my strengths are killing people in the jungle 9 Yes, the archers duel in the jungle can also be regarded as a kind of sniper warfare, don't forget, the snipers in the sniper camp are all trained by me."

Ryan laughed, "Boss, I've never seen you use arrows, so why are you going to shoot these cats?"

Liuyun gently threw away the corner of the battle armor on his body, and a row of silver shining flying needles appeared on the inner layer of the battle armor.

"Isn't it just nine hearts, I just threw a handful of them and let him not eat and walk around"

Helen said: "Then let me go with you, I know more about cat people and poisonous scorpions, maybe I can help you"

"No," Ryan and Liuyun said in unison.

However, the two people had completely different thoughts in their hearts.

Ryan felt that it was already very troublesome to bring the head, and if he added another woman, he would simply send it to the door to find K.

Liuyun believes that bringing Hailun will seriously affect his performance. These days, he has always held a fire in his heart, which has made him have a strong tendency to violence and bloodthirsty impulses, and he needs a chance to vent well.

"Count Liuyun, I want to talk to you in private. Hyrum no longer insisted, and only said lightly to Liuyun.

In the darkness of the night, Liuyun appeared in front of Ryan and the seven elven marksmen along with Hyrum.

"Boss, why did you take her with you?" Ryan whispered in Liuyun's ear.

"In this world, strength determines everything," Liuyun sighed.

"What do you mean?" Ryan asked, surprised.

"What she said, talking to me privately, is to come to me with a sword, and then put the sword to my neck within ten moves, forcing me to agree"

Liuyun pretended to be pitiful and said miserably.

In fact, his heart has long been happy, who doesn't want to have more free thugs around him, not to mention, this thug is still a beauty who has captivated the country and the city.

"Why, your woman, is always stronger than the other?" Ryan sighed.

When Liuyun and the others entered the forest from the south, Dean had already returned to the camp on the north side of the forest to rest.

The performance of the elven archer of the Black Eagle Special Operations Brigade in the face of the continuous blood arrows really disappointed him, and also made him lose the patience to continue waiting.

At this time, he was lying on the body of a winged woman, letting out a heavy wheezing sound.

"Just like that bear, also called a marksman?" Dean was frantic and cursed.

"Lao Tzu is called a marksman, I shoot me, I shoot you" Two minutes later, Dean shouted at the moment of arrival.

Dean reluctantly reluctantly rolled off the woman's body.

He seemed very satisfied with the shot just now, and did not notice the faint disdain at the corner of the woman's mouth.

Of course, even if he noticed, he didn't care, because for a marksman, the arrow was wound up to the shot, it was originally a very short process, and he was used to such a fast pace.

You can't ask a shooter to test the feeling of the person being shot.

"General, something is wrong" Dean was still resting naked on the bed when a cat-man soldier broke into the tent in a panic.

"What's so stressful?" Dean asked lazily opening his eyes.

"Two soldiers were ambushed south of the forest, one of them was killed and the other was seriously wounded," the soldier hurriedly reported.

"What," Dean sat up abruptly, "how is that possible?"

"The situation is very real, the body of the deceased is outside"

"Carry me in," Dean shouted with a cold face as he put his armor onto his body.

"Yes"

Soon, the corpse of a cat man was carried in.

Dean took a closer look, and his expression suddenly became solemn.

The magic armor on this cat man was gone, and his body was covered with tiny scars. These are traumatic injuries and are not fatal. What is truly lethal are the nine feathered arrows that are precisely inserted into the positions of the nine hearts.

"Oh my God, how is this possible?"

Di An's soul suddenly burst into the air, and the cold air surged.