Before he could taste the true meaning of Mr. Zhu Lai's words, the morning light of midsummer had already shone obliquely through the gap in the camp room on the east side. Another morning has arrived.

One by one, the doors opened, and the scarred soldiers stepped out, holding each other in their arms, and walked out slowly.

Lamba's left arm was in a cast and hung from his chest, Hoy's high forehead was bandaged, and Linda's pretty face was scarred...... Saab was absent, as were Litman and Vecchito, and the three new graves in the empty field directly south of the barracks were supposed to be their new homes......

There was some sadness in the faces of the soldiers, and the effects of the injuries were much slower than before, but the command was still shouted loudly, and their eyes were still full of determination. A neatly lined line walked up and stood straight in front of the gazebo under the command of Jira to "stand".

"The soldiers are assembled, please speak, Commander!" Jira looked at Qi Lang with blazing eyes.

Qi Lang slowly stood up in hesitation. At this time, Mr. Zhu Lai reminded him with kindness: "What they want to hear is not sorry. They wanted to see the confident commander, the one who could give them hope of victory. ”

Qi Lang nodded to Zhu Lai and walked up step by step. He saw the excitement on Lamba's face at the head of the line, the smile on Cleatou's lips, and the joy in Lucy's eyes...... Qi Lang's self-confidence was returned.

"Good work, brothers. Please take a break. Qi Lang's gaze swept smoothly across the ranks, which exuded an aura of determination, and as a result, the waists of all the soldiers straightened up.

"We just had an unexpected fight, and that's what I'm sorry about. Qi Lang still couldn't help but say sorry, "There are brothers who are injured, and brothers who sacrifice, which makes my heart cut like a knife, and I am in great pain......."

The soldiers began to get a little agitated, and if it weren't for the discipline, they would have raised their objections loudly.

"But I don't regret it!" Qi Lang waved his hand, and the following immediately fell silent again: "Because, a bitter battle like that is destined to come, sooner or later." That is the test we must go through, that is the test that we must endure as soldiers! We have traveled thousands of miles from the far north to this eastern country, not to go on vacation! We have come to fight!"

"Fight!" the soldiers shouted in unison, and the loud slogans shook the northern peaks to the buzz.

The latecomers were coming from the barracks to the east, and it was Wilson, who was holding only one leg left, walking with difficulty, and behind them, two mummies were holding each other's shoulders, and the shouts that came out of their mouths were analyzed, and it was supposed to be the two brothers Gulf and Dong Hong.

Qi Lang waited for a moment, and waited until they stood at the end of the line safely, and then continued: "We are warriors, warriors, shouldering the heavy trust of the two countries, destined to continue to mature and grow in the test of blood and fire! Our battle is for the Luman Empire, for the Zong Hao Kingdom, for cutting off all evil in this world, and for justice and fairness to come back to our world!"

"Fight!" Gulf shouted at the top of his voice, triggering another high-pitched declaration of battle. After the ear-shattering shout stopped, he took two steps forward and raised his hand to Qi Lang: "I want to say two real words, don't you mind?"

"Of course not. Qi Lang hurriedly walked over and grabbed his shoulder, and at the same time complained in a low voice, "Do you think what I said is not real enough? ”

"That's it. I gotta say, you're missing the point. Of course, there are some things that are more appropriate for outsiders to say. Gulf laughed and coughed twice, then jerked his head up and said to the soldiers, "I've been in bed for the past few days, and I've thought through the whole thing, and I dare say that now that my mind has been opened, even Gila can't see it better than I do." ”

The soldiers apparently disagreed, and booed one after another. But Gulf didn't care too much, and still shouted smartly: "The reason why Old Henry sent us here is that in addition to a little recognition of the strength of our group of rookies, what he values more is that we are Qi Lang's brothers, and he knows that we will not trust any commander except him!"

"That's right, Gurf, you can say it again!" Francis shouted below. More voices of approval rang out.

Gulf raised his nose, but it was a pity that his face was completely bandaged, otherwise everyone would have seen his smug expression. "You know, I'm a coward. "But in this battle, I have killed seven hundred and ten enemies - Owu, don't pout, I swear to the Son that I have killed one more than you." Do you know where this coward got his courage? and that goes to my brother, Sergeant Qi Lang!"

The soldiers all had excited smiles on their faces, except for Owu, who was feeling sorry for his purse.

"Just a week ago, we accomplished something earth-shattering!" Gulf's voice became serious again, "I assure you, I never thought I would be able to do such a big thing in my life - a group of rookies like us can fight an army of more than 20,000 men, and old Harry will definitely drop his jaw to the ground when he hears it." ”

Despite Gurf's heartfelt pride, the soldiers burst out laughing.

"Damn, have you laughed enough?" beads of sweat oozed from the bandage around the tip of Gulf's nose, and he cursed to cheer himself up. "I'm now convinced that I'm a warrior, and I'm sure so are you!" he raised his voice again, "because I know what I'm doing, and I know what I'm going to continue to do!"

The soldiers were silent, quietly awaiting Gulf's conclusion.

"Damn, this thing is really in the way!" Gulf ripped off the bandages on his face and laid out his swollen and deformed face in front of everyone, "What I want to say is that I will fight for Sergeant Qi Lang!"

"Fight for Sergeant Qi Lang!" the tsunami-like shouts of the mountains rang out repeatedly.

The soldiers were excited, their morale was high, and the shouts that resounded in their ears shook Qi Lang's scalp for a while. At this moment, Qi Lang had to admit that he had neglected his place in the hearts of those soldiers, and he had never imagined that with such a simple reason, the white lads would sacrifice their lives and die to devote themselves to it. It was a complete acceptance of him, a yellow-skinned alien, a complete recognition of him as a commander who would do everything, and even more so a complete support for him, a brave and strong fighter!

When the shouts of the soldiers finally stopped, another voice rang out from behind Qi Lang: "Fight for my king!"

Looking back, the more than 2,000 fathers and villagers had gathered at some point, and they were standing there, standing around the blind Aunt Dong, looking at this side with great reverence.

"Fight for my king!!" Aunt Dong's voice trembled with excessive excitement, but her raised right arm was as firm as a rock!

Qi Lang had already remembered her - the most prestigious feng shui master in the kingdom of Zonghao, the wife of the first warrior, and his mother's best friend. She must have recognized herself, but out of the desire to protect her friend's only bloodline, she hid it all. But now, all the truth has come out, Qi Lang has regained his memory, and he has also found that glory, although he has not grown to the point where she thinks he is strong enough, but he must shoulder the burden left by his parents.

"Fight for my king!" the people fell to their knees with a shout, with the highest courtesy they had done to their deceased king. At the same time, Qi Lang found that Zhu Lai, who had been standing in the pavilion, also knelt down on one knee, and another mummy in the ranks of soldiers also knelt down with difficulty.

"This ...... This ......" Qi Lang was a little overwhelmed, "Can you get up?" ”

Qi Lang walked to Aunt Dong in a few steps, and picked her up with all his might: "Don't be like this, Auntie, I'm not used to ......"

Tears rolled down from the frown on the corner of her face, and she reached out and hugged Qi Lang in her arms: "You have suffered, child." Auntie didn't mean to hide it from you. The eldest lady just thinks ...... That's too bitter for you. ”

"I don't blame you, auntie, let them all get up. Qi Lang stretched out his sleeve to wipe away her tears, and at the same time beckoned the villagers to stand up straight, he couldn't adapt to this new identity for a while.

Aunt Dong did not obey the king's will, and turned around and shouted loudly to the old and young: "This is our king, do you hear? Everyone must defend him and love him! Don't let me know that anyone is unfaithful to him, otherwise I will never spare him!"

Her momentum was terrifying, and Qi Lang could hardly imagine that there was such a powerful explosive power hidden in this thin body. It was under such momentum that the people still knelt there, one by one bursting into tears.

"Okay, Sister Xiaoqian, you can rest assured, I'll watch it for you. Zhu Lai finally came over to relieve Qi Lang, he smiled and shouted to everyone, "Folks, all get up, don't let our king get bored with this on the first day he finds out his identity, if he wants to get rid of it, we will have no hope at all." ”

At this time, Gulf staggered to Qi Lang's side, poked him in the waist, and asked in a low voice, "My noble brother, I am not used to such manners...... Do you need me to kneel?"