Except for Owu, everyone is basically here. As a representative of the royal family, Marcus did not give a long speech this time, but just hugged Qi Lang and a few others fiercely like a real brother, and then watched this team of 100 civilians leave the royal capital and advance towards the far east.

Regarding the mission of this trip, in fact, there is no need to read the confidential letter of Old Henry, Qi Lang is already completely aware of it - he has gained the maximum autonomy, and with these hundreds of elite soldiers who have just received special training from the empire, he set off from the royal capital of Asaph Castle, all the way east, through the Mingyu Kingdom and the fallen Jade Principality, and returned to the territory of the Zonghao Kingdom on the coast of the East China Sea. He needs to gradually grow and develop in the hinterland of the occupied territory of the Otto Empire, while restoring the honor of the Zonghao Kingdom, wait and see how the war changes, and wait until the Luman Empire enters the most critical juncture, and then fight back and lend a helping hand again.

However, the specific implementation steps were not clearly stated by Old Henry. He made only one request: to weaken the power of the Otto Empire as much as possible!

That is, of course, Qi Lang's greatest wish.

He has always dreamed of the day when he can lead a tiger army to fight back into the blue sky and green grass, so that the villains of the Otto Empire can pay for their blood. That was the whole purpose of Qi Lang risking his life to break out of the slave camp and resolutely join the Whirling Front. Now, that day has finally arrived, more than a decade earlier than Qi Lang had expected.

Of course, at this moment, Qi Lang is far from reaching his expectations in terms of personal strength. He had already achieved some prestige, but that reputation was not enough to terrify the villains of the Otto Empire, and at the same time, this team was obviously not composed of a group of invincible tigers, they were just a group of young people, immature soldiers, more than half of them had not even been tested in real battle, this so-called Legion of Hope, in terms of overall combat strength, could only rank last in the entire Luman Empire.

However, if the resources obtained by this legion are clearly stated, I am afraid that all the warbands in the empire will be envious.

This hundred-man army has just received intensive training secretly arranged by old Henry, and in two months, their personal abilities have generally improved, and even Lamba and Claytu, who have always performed poorly, have reached the level of middle-level warriors, and the rest are mostly between middle-level warriors and high-level warriors. In addition, Old Henry also invested heavily in equipment, and the supply of weapons, armor, and spirit stones was more than three carts, and each of them was equipped with a heavy war horse.

But Qi Lang knew that the biggest advantage of this legion was not the support behind the royal family, but their flexibility!

The soldiers have long had no worries, they did not have to garrison any town, just like the rangers who walked the world freely, they could join the battle at any time and seize the opportunity to give the enemy a heavy blow, and they could withdraw from the battle at any time and flee to the mountains and forests like a group of rabbits to avoid the pursuit of the enemy. It is this completely autonomous flexibility that allows them to threaten Billy Whale's physical and mental health like a sword inserted into their henchmen.

Of course, they are not completely free of worries. For example, Old Harry in Shach, such as Old Bill in York Village, although it is far away from the battlefield and guarded by the Whirling Front, even if it takes ten or eight years, the war will not be able to burn that important town in the north. But after all, those relatives are no longer around, and the family affection and longing for each other will still haunt this group of soldiers from time to time.

Although Qi Lang was only a visitor to the town of Shach, he also left a memory there—Dr. Coombe and his small practice.

Qi Lang didn't have time to say goodbye to Dr. Qom, let alone tell him that the weekly visit would probably be canceled for a long time. Of course, he would have preferred to advise the tall, gracious doctor that he should set aside an extra half day of rest each week, for he was too tired......

Zirang's desire to contact Qom was guessed by Gulf and Jira, or rather, the two brothers themselves had the same idea, after all, they had been arrested almost secretly to the castle of Asaph, and although old Henry had written a letter back one by one afterwards, they also did not have time to say goodbye to their relatives. Now that they have regained their freedom, it is time to pick up that somewhat unfamiliar quill and write a long letter of remembrance to their loved ones.

As for the postman, they don't have to worry, with Schukin's master flyer, in two days, the crooked handwriting will appear on Old Harry's desk. And what Gurf wanted most now was to get rid of the white-necked crow, for he often needed to be alone with Corporal Lucy for a while. Joanna is right, the journey to a foreign country, the most needed is the comfort of the opposite sex, especially the opposite sex is still very open and enthusiastic, then it is even better.

"I've never seen you write our language, are you sure you can express it clearly?" Gurph saw Qi Lang squatting in front of the tree stump, picked up the pen and put it down, hesitated for a long time, but didn't write a word, and thought that he was in the same trouble as himself, and quickly pulled Jira over, "If you need polishing, Jira can help you." His handwriting is beautiful, and his diction is much better than mine. ”

Qi Lang scratched his head, scratched his ears again, and finally wrote the opening sentence on the snow-white letterhead: "Hello, dear Qom. ”

"I can do it, thank you two for your kindness. Qi Lang raised his head and smiled at Gulph and Jira with some embarrassment, "But I really can't write about you here, can I trouble you ......"

Knowing that, Gila pulled Gulf aside, helping Joanna and Lucy to prepare lunch clumsily.

Qi Lang bit the feather at the end of the pen and weighed the letter in his mind again. He had so much to say to Coombe, but when he put pen to paper, he realized that it was extremely difficult. That's not because Qi Lang's brute language is not up to the mark, although his writing is still far from Lieutenant Colonel William, but at least he can write things simply and clearly. The problem is still in the feelings, which is a complicated feeling, and when it comes to this kind of thing, Qi Lang feels that he is easy to miss the words.

"I am writing this letter just to tell you that I am safe. Writing this, Qi Lang frowned, crossed out the words "I am safe", and rewrote it as "We are all well", but he still felt that it did not bring out a relaxed tone, as if it was not ideal, but he continued to write.

"We are now stationed in the birch grove, thirteen kilometres southeast of the town of Fanki, but this is probably the last time I will reveal our location in a letter, as we are on a secret mission. It's going to be a long time, but maybe it's not too long. Writing this long sentence, Qi Lang read it again and snorted in discouragement. He felt that it was too intimately written, more like a military report than a correspondence between relatives. But he had to keep writing, and the soldiers were about to finish their lunch, and in about ten minutes they should be on their way.

"Don't worry, we're all going to be alive and well, just like ever. Gulf still has your box of ointment, and I guess we won't need it a few times until the end. This time, Qi Lang was quite satisfied with his expression. He knew that Dr. Coombe's top priority was his safety and that of his friends, and he thought that by writing such a sentence, Coombe would believe that it was a mission that was not dangerous.

"Everything that happened in the past two or three months was arranged by old Henry, and was a ploy of our king, but for the sake of secrecy, I have no way to explain it to you in detail. Qi Lang finally realized that he had mentioned the word "we" too much before, and in the following content, he decided to start communicating more individually.

"I miss you so much. But after writing this sentence, he was inexplicably stuck. In other words, he felt his throat choke a little.

Qi Lang wanted to cross out this sentence and change it to a less direct expression, but he guessed that Dr. Cous would recognize the content under the scratch, and at the same time, it seemed that time was running out, and it would definitely be too late to rewrite it on a different piece of letterhead.

He took a few deep breaths to calm himself as much as he could, and added Yuri's name to the end: "I miss you and Yuri so much, I hope that during this time, you can both take care of your health." Let Yuri practice the art of frying steak, I like Seven Ripe, he always owes some of the heat before. ”

Gulf was already beckoning the soldiers to pack up, and Qi Lang had to put the finishing touches on it immediately.

In the process of reading through it, Qi Lang probably beat his thigh more than ten times in anger, as if every sentence of the letter could not satisfy him. However, before folding it into a small roll of paper and stuffing it into the steel sleeve on Schukin's short legs, he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to make the payment, and hurriedly spread it out again, spread it back on the stump, and hurriedly wrote the words "Qi Lang respectfully".

"Alright, brother?" said Gurff grinning, walking over to this side, "Are you sure you haven't forgotten anything? Would you like to ask Gila to re-study it for you?"

"Alright, alright......" Qi Lang hurriedly replied in his mouth, but he didn't put away his pen, "It's going to be good!"

Qi Lang seemed to be still making his final decision.

At last, he made up his mind—and before Gurf put his head up, he quickly added "your son" before he could finish the money.