Chapter 076 When the Ming Dynasty gritted its teeth and moved forward
In the afternoon, there was a light rain around Wicks.
The autumn rain is pattering outside the door, and the cups and plates are in a mess inside the house~
It's just that no matter how lively the banquet is, it will eventually break up. Young people have a moment of fun, but they can't just leave it to themselves in the tavern in broad daylight... Besides, the squad leader is still there~
With this devil boss here, I am worried about what will happen when I wake up again.
So the young people who had eaten and drank enough made a fuss and dispersed one after another. Those who should go home went home, and those who needed to hurry went on their way. From then on, we said goodbye, the past became smoke, and brothers did not care about where they were going!
After sending these NPCs who had become passers-by away one by one, Liu Yifei felt uneasy - after all, he was a veteran, and his mental age far exceeded his appearance, so these ordinary emotions would no longer have any impact on him.
However, Liu Yifei still has some hopes for Sang Le and others who are always around him... Although it may not be very big, he still has to give it a try. What if it works?
They were sent away at the door of the tavern, and when they returned to the bar, Liu Yifei raised his glass again and took a sip... Hey~ not to mention, the ale brewed by his aunt Sanler tasted pretty good!
It's just that Liu Yifei was calm. As there were fewer and fewer people in the tavern and the atmosphere became lower and lower, the mood of Sang Le and others also became quieter from the previous joy and laughter... and even a little sad.
Because they have already learned that their squad leader is leaving~
In fact, to this day, where this Geralt came from is still a matter of great curiosity to people in the small town of Wicks. Only some people vaguely remember that he seemed to have come with a group of traveling merchants. More can be said.
Not clear.
For this squad leader with mysterious origins, powerful strength, tough personality, and vicious methods, all the members of the squad still feared him more than they admired him.
Even after two months of being together, members of a normal squad would be frightened when they saw their squad leader. When they met during break time in the military camp, they would stay away from him, not daring to get close to him in the slightest.
Compared with these people, little guys like Sanler, who have experienced "hell-like training" up close, understand that this seemingly devilish squad leader may also have emotions like tenderness hidden in his heart - but he usually treats them as
Disguising a fierce and cold appearance - of course, they only dare to think about these thoughts in their own minds, and never dare to say them directly~
It's just that they don't feel that they feel wrong.
Compared with the senior militiamen, instructors, regular soldiers, etc. they met in the military camp, Geralt was stronger, but he did not have the indifference hidden under the surface.
Although I won't explain much about their "training guidance", seeing that they only spent one month of hard work to significantly surpass others in physical fitness, this kind of actual benefit really made the young men feel full of gratitude~
It was precisely because they really felt the goodwill from Geralt that Sanler and the other young men felt a little abrupt and reluctant to leave Geralt... Originally, they didn't have some thoughts in their hearts.
Try the idea of following the other person to enlist in the army.
After all, there are still a few months until the formal recruitment. If they continue to train well, maybe they can have a better future for themselves? When they really arrive in the military camp, they have a cool-faced and warm-hearted leader like Geralt.
If they do, their lives will be much easier.
The more he thought about it, the sadder he became, Sanler couldn't help walking to Geralt and said: "Monitor, are you really not thinking about it anymore? Although Weeks is a little younger, but..."
"No, it's not a little smaller, but a lot smaller~" Liu Yifei put down his wine glass and sighed softly.
"Small...a lot?"
Sanler didn't quite understand what Geralt meant. Is the size of a place really that important?
He had heard others say many times before how Mingyue City was blooming with flowers and crowded with people. When he was younger, he also had the idea of wanting to leave his hometown town more than once, but in the past few years, similar thoughts have faded a bit.
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In Sanler's opinion, he would be very happy if he could stay in the town of Wicks for the rest of his life, help his aunt run this pub, and be accompanied by these friends and brothers~
If he could marry the youngest daughter of the woodcutter Locke's family in the west of the town as his wife in the future, even if he was pulled by a big carriage, he wouldn't want to leave this heavenly life, let alone go to other places to enlist in the army...
"Yes, very, very small~ If this is the Kingdom of Erathia..." As he spoke, Liu Yifei dipped his finger in wine and drew a rough circle on the bar, and continued, "Then this is probably the Kingdom of Mingyue City.
sphere of influence,"
Within the previous large circle, Liu Yifei estimated that he drew a much smaller circle... It was too small, maybe only one-thirty or forty-third of the size of the outer circle.
"...and Wicks is so small that I can't even point it out on here."
"But so what? Apart from having more houses and more people, what else can a big place do? If we, Wix, develop well, it is not impossible that we will become the next Mingyue City in the future!"
Seemingly stimulated by his idol's sudden disdain for his hometown, Sanler said impulsively,
"Yes, it's not impossible. After all, everything is possible... But what if before that possibility comes true, a huge disaster suddenly strikes. That disaster is like the earth falling apart, let alone Mingyue City, even if it is the great Ai
The Kingdom of Lassia has almost been completely overthrown and destroyed, so will the small possibility of this little Wickes still come true?"
"What...how...what kind of disaster? How could there be such a disaster that comes so easily? This is simply impossible!"
Completely shocked by Geralt's unexpected words, Sanler didn't know how to answer for a while, but stammered and refused to believe this possibility.
"Why is it impossible? Just like this, the stability and stability in front of you is just an illusion, so fragile that it will break at the touch of a touch!"
As he spoke, Liu Yifei wiped away half of the big circle he had just drawn to represent Erathia, and even took away the part that was likened to Mingyue City. A few drops of the splashed wine even fell on it.
Sanler was completely stunned on the spot.
"Wicks is too small, so small that he has no sense of existence in the face of such a disaster, let alone the power to resist. If I don't want to be wiped away by that invisible hand, I need more powerful power.
!And this power, I can’t see here.”
"What about Mingyue City? Since you, squad leader, are going to Mingyue City, do you think you can find the power you want there? Power enough to fight against the terrible disaster that threatens the entire Erathia?"
Unknowingly, other people gathered around one after another, and Dasji suddenly asked in the crowd.
"Actually, I don't know ~ but I will not give up searching, nor give up moving forward! I foresee a terrible future approaching, and I believe that future is the disaster we will face. In order to obtain the means to fight it
Strength, I will keep moving forward and keep searching...
Of course, in addition to needing strong strength, I also need companions who are worthy of my support. They will eventually become my strength and work with me to create hope for all those who are unable to struggle in the tragic future.
!
So... what do you think, young men, do you want to go on a life-threatening gamble with your squad leader? If you lose, you will lose your life. It is a gamble only for crazy brave men!"
Liu Yifei suddenly turned his head and faced Sang Le and others with a terrifying smile that could be called ferocious...
