Chapter 63: Northern battlefield

"What's your name?"

"My name is Bud and I am from Greythorn County."

In a spacious alley by the street, the boy had stopped crying, his head was

lowered, and he answered somewhat quietly.

Lorraine Hill looked at the boy, but did not speak to comfort him.

"Do you hate that person?"

"I...I don't know, I did something wrong." His voice was a little low.

"Yes, you did something wrong." The girl did not deny it either.

When the boy heard Lorrain Hill say the same, his head was lowered more

severely, his hands were placed on his side, and he felt that no position was

appropriate.

"What are you going to do if you encounter this kind of thing in the future?"

"I, I will calculate every bill, and I won't make any more mistakes."

"Have you ever heard of anyone who never makes mistakes all his life?"

"......No."

"Then, what should I do next time, continue to stand there stupidly, waiting

for a kind person to save you?"

".....I do not know."

Lorrain Hill looked at the boy and suddenly realized Mr. Lu Xun’s feelings

back then, that is, mourning his misfortune and angering him.

She is not the kind of Virgin who wants to save everyone. After all, the path

of life is her own choice. If you help a lot, sometimes you will accumulate

hatred. The other party will say that this is not what he wants, it is you.

Forced it to me.

That's it, the girl is about to turn around and leave.

"Thank you!" The boy's shout came from behind him, his voice a little

suppressed, and a little eager, as if he was driving on the brake and

refueling.

Lorrain Hill turned and looked at the boy who wanted to say something, but

didn't know what to say, his face flushed with anxiety.

"If one day you feel too uncomfortable and can't stand it anymore, imagine

that you are a stone with no emotions. This will make you feel better."

Lorraine Hill left the alley with gray boots, and the black robe slowly

floated and fell in the sea breeze, leaving only the boy's back.

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In the northern part of the Westerly Kingdom, laminar clouds rolled across the

sky, and only a few weeds grew sporadically on the dry Gobi Desert. When the

southern trade wind reached here through the mountains and wilderness, it had

already been filtered out of the moisture in the sea. It became dry and mixed

with the smell of dust.

The sun hangs high, and the scorching sun bake the earth. Soldiers lined up in

a neat formation and marched forward in front of the battlefield, and then

stood still. The high-hanging blue starlight wheat spike flag, which was blown

by the wind, came from time to time. The sound of the flag rolling.

There are two camps on the huge wilderness, with a total of about 200,000

people. The two sides stretched from one end of the Gobi Desert to the other

end of the sky. The entire field of vision is full of sight and can't see the

end.

On one side is the aristocratic coalition of the Westwind Kingdom. They are

led by the Duke of the Rock Wall in the north. They have assembled an army of

37 families, large and small, in the north. Various flags are flying on the

array. These soldiers wear different clothes and wear. Some of them wear

simple leather armor, and some wear full-steel armor.

They roughly divided the regions into families. Each family is responsible for

a part of the front. Generally speaking, the army in the middle and the edges

of the two wings is stronger, while the rest are slightly weaker.

Behind the West Wind Alliance is the private army of the Rock Duke. They wear

copper-colored metal armor, reflecting bursts of golden light in the sun. The

private armies of these rock princes are the famous [Orichalcum Army] in the

north. The armors on their bodies are made of iron and steel mixed with

Orichalcum. Although heavy, they are also very tough and extremely defensive.

The spear and buckler held in his hand are also mixed with a small amount of

oenrich, and the strength has reached the extraordinary silver level.

There is a rare mountain copper vein in the fief of the Duke of the Rock Face,

which is used to create excellent armor. Even ordinary craftsmen can easily

produce silver grade. Unfortunately, the output of mountain copper is not

much. The Duke of the Rock Face has accumulated more than ten years. The elite

army of more than a thousand people was saved.

[Mountain Bronze Legion] soldiers are all Sequence 2 or higher. This is also

the place where the Rock Duke is most proud of. Relying on the violent

conquest in the north, he accumulated a lot of wealth to support such a

powerful army.

On the other side of the battlefield, the flags are more uniform, all with

starlight wheat ears. The armor they wear is also made of steel, but from the

corners there are many discrepancies and burrs. It can be seen that most of

these armors are It came out recently. These soldiers had dark complexions,

most of them had long-working calluses on their hands, and the clothes on the

inside of the armors were also very old and washed out white.

The soldiers in front of them are armed with spears and shields, and are

arranged in a very neat array. There are only a few archers behind, unlike the

noble coalition, which has many crossbows.

This generation of Rock Duke rode on a tall horse, and looked at the

insurgents on the opposite side, his gray beard cracked with a smile.

"Unexpectedly, the rebel leader on the opposite side is actually an academic."

There was a funny and mocking expression on his face.

"Wilver, if you lead soldiers in the future, don't learn from each other."

"Why, my father, I think they are arranged so neatly, they should be very

effective."

"Strong shit." The old Duke burst into a ** with a look of disdain.

"I look down on these people who are stupid in reading."

"When I was young when I was fighting against the barbarians, the commander

sent by the royal family was the academic who graduated from Emenas."

"It's silly to talk about battle plans, logistical maintenance, task

assignments, and queuing training when I first came up."

"Where does he think this is? Those big soldiers are here to

eat~www.mtlnovel.com~ You tell them about glory, they just think about how to

make money and how to prostitute women."

"Sure enough, the people below didn't bother to pay attention to him. After

the various orders were passed on, unless he personally came to the scene, he

would follow them and show the king face. If he was not present, who would be

foolish to act against the sun."

"What happened later?" Willev, the old duke's son asked curiously.

"Later, he learned to be clever, and he asked the king for a supervising team,

supervised the training of the people below, and arranged formations. It was

barely possible.

"Unfortunately, there is no use for birds. Once on the battlefield, life and

death are in an instant. Whose mother is in charge of the formation. It is

nothing more than a few more cuts if I chopped well. If I was chopped and

hurt, I just ran backwards. The overall line is not scattered, and the

opponent slowly makes dumplings, and basically wins."

"What if you can't beat it?"

"If you can't beat it, run away, silly boy." The old father looked at his son

with a mentally handicapped expression.

Willevre was silent, turned his head to look at the army on the opposite side,

and then asked for a while, "How did you win the barbarian?"

"Although the commander thought is too naive, he is indeed a genius who can't

stand him. With the strength of Sequence 7, he directly penetrated the enemy

line and picked the head of the opposing leader on the tip of the gun. Then

the barbarian flees, otherwise the battle will be true. Hard to say."

"So I said, I want you to teach your grandson well and send him to Emenas to

study. Don't be like you, thinking about fancy things all day long. Strength

is the only truth."

"And the leader of the rebel army on the opposite side is that he doesn't have

much abilities. He thinks he has read a little book and he is in a formation.

Look, when the time comes, the crowd will be messed up, and who will stand

stupidly. In the same place, in order to maintain the formation on the spot,

hahaha."