"Go back early, the people in the village won't be able to hold on for long." Yun Mo said to Youla and Zaoyou.
Zaoyou looked at the nearby villagers, then nodded and said, "No problem, boss."
Yula also nodded, and the two of them walked away with umbrellas in hand.
The heavy rain outside seemed to be unstoppable, and the two figures quickly disappeared into the rain.
Yun Mo looked at the leaving figures of Youla and Zaoyou, with a cold curve on his lips.
Yun Mo looked into the distance, the red light in his eyes flashed away, then turned to look at the top of the hill, with a strange arc in the corner of his mouth, "It seems that you can't sit still anymore. Since you can't help it anymore,
Then you can’t blame me!”
...
On an unnamed mountainside on Ba Ling Island, the trees had been ravaged by the heavy rain and had turned into twisted branches and leaves. Under the trees, there was a land that was scorched black by lightning.
On that piece of land, there used to be a two-meter-tall statue standing here, but at this time, the statue that once stood there with a purple divine light had collapsed.
Instead, there were tents that looked like military camps, with many people coming in and out, and those people's body shapes were very different.
Their accents are also different. Some have pure Inazuma accents, while others have a bit of a foreign accent.
"This weather is crazy, the rain comes at any time, it's really freezing."
"Yes, you should hide under the kotatsu on a day like this. It's too cold outside."
A group of ronin warriors wearing worn-out armor sat next to the fire with sad expressions on their faces.
"Looking at what you are capable of, is it cold at such a low temperature?"
A rough voice came from beside the campfire.
A group of burly men sat beside a fire. Their clothes and looks were completely different from those of the ronin warriors.
They all look like strong men from the Winter Country, and their armors and equipment are extremely sophisticated, and the murderous aura exuding from them is even more frightening.
They are the soldiers of the Winter Kingdom, that is, the troops under the command of the Fools.
Each of them is an elite in the army, they are all very strong, and their prestige in the army is also very high.
There are about ten people in their group. They are a special force. This special force is composed of warriors from the Winter Kingdom and is led by the strongest warrior.
"Is it cold in there? Isn't it enough to have a fire to keep you warm?"
As a big man spoke, he took out a piece of golden and shiny meat from the fire and put it into his mouth.
While eating the meat, he stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, looking so intoxicated that the group of ronin warriors couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
The fools were eating barbecue on one side, while the ronin warriors could only eat corn and potatoes roasted on the fire.
"Captain Black and White, the weather is really unbearable. What's the use of staying here in this damn place? Haven't we already torn down this statue? Are we still here?" said a ronin warrior.
The big man who was called Captain Black and White suddenly said with an angry look on his face: "How many times have I told you to call me Lieutenant? You people outside the group can't understand human language, can you?"
The ronin warriors were scolded, and a somewhat dissatisfied look appeared on their faces.
But Lieutenant Black and White didn't care. He continued to yell: "If you can demolish it, won't others repair it? If you don't stay here, if someone repairs this town object, it won't be just you and me who will be killed."
.”
"Cold? If it's cold, drink some vodka! It won't be cold anymore after you drink it."
Lieutenant Black and White threw a few bottles of wine at the group of ronin warriors.
The Ronin samurai picked it up and took a look. Isn't this the antifreeze that he usually buys to keep out the cold? It would be too awesome to drink this.
"Can I have a piece of barbecue?" The ronin warriors drooled as they looked at the golden barbecue roasting on the fire of the Fools.
"Do you deserve to eat barbecue? I'll give you some potatoes and corn."
There was no appetizer, so the ronin samurai had no choice but to open it and drink it down. The fire-like liquid slipped from his throat into his stomach.
Sure enough, it wasn't cold anymore, but a double image appeared in front of my eyes. Even when I walked, I started to fall over. After one gulp, these ronin warriors were all drunk.
"Hahahaha, look at those rice wives, they get drunk after just a few sips. It's really shameful."
"Those rice wives are so stupid that they can't even take a few sips of vodka."
All the fools burst into laughter.
Some of the drunken ronin warriors could hardly stand up. Their bodies lay on the ground like a puddle of soft mud, and their eyes became a little distracted.
"Hahahaha, what an idiot~~!"
There was a ronin samurai who was still strong and could barely stand. This was not because he drank well, but because he was leaning on someone.
The ronin said drunkenly: "Brother, let me lend you a shoulder to lean on, I'm so... dizzy."
"No problem." The person who answered seemed to be very sober, with a gentle tone, but also a cold and stern air.
"Huh? Why do you only have one arm?"
Before the man could reply, the roars of the fools came over.