Chapter 1340: Five days later, nine months ago

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Five days later, at night in the city of Berga, this not-so-busy seaside city regained its night-by-night tranquility. Even the busiest port in the city was quiet, only the lighthouse built on the corner of the open sea Still brightly lit. The man on duty at the lighthouse was already sleeping with a thin blanket, and the ground was covered with crumbs of sunflower seeds and spilled beer glasses.
Berga has always been a quiet coastal city, although pirates are entrenched overseas, but since officials and pirates have reached an agreement, the robbers at sea will no longer land and invade, just robbing passing merchant ships at sea Only occasionally will there be small gangs rushing to the shore.
This night, the wind blows, and the moonlight in the first half of the night is covered by the clouds. In the second half of the night, the sea breeze is blowing and it is raining. The rain on the seashore always seemed to be more intense. The bangs fell down in the city, and the sound in the distance could not be heard. Even the usual clear sound of the waves became lighter.
At this time, the lighthouse was like a lone lamp hanging overseas, flashing in the wind and rain.
Suddenly, in this dark night, on the surging waves, a little light appeared in this situation that should not appear, this light spot is very bright, even if it is far away, I know that the light is thorny. After a little light, more light spots appeared on the sea, looking from a distance, like the stars in the wind and rain flashing, and like an eye that only blinked in the dark, making people uneasy.
The person guarding the lighthouse should send a warning light to the shore at this time, but in the room inside the tower, the tower guard was already sleeping because of drunkenness, and no one even knew the door. Standing at the door, the man adjusted his military uniform and made an eye-catcher to a person who was behind him, and began to use the lighthouse, directing the light coming closer in the distance into the port.
On the other side of the harbour, the soldiers who guarded the coastal artillery were equally slack. For many years, there was no large-scale pirate invasion. Not only did they lose their military discipline, but they also shrank their establishments on a large scale. Hang clothes, sit on it, play cards, and play card games, not to mention the middle of the night. But even so, three people came here quietly to check the situation. These three officers in military uniforms, of course, are not here to check whether these soldiers are lazy, but to ensure that no one will be on duty this night.
Looking at the darkness of the barracks, the guards guarding the gates were sleeping lazily. The three of them could come and go without borrowing this military uniform and fake leather as cover. This situation makes them smile at each other.
The light in the distance is getting closer and closer. It is a huge warship. The ship is driving above the sea. A giant ship stands on the front of a giant ship.
"War is the general's paradise, and victory is the only glory. The previous humiliation and defeat have left a stain on your life. This stain can only be cleaned by yourself..."
Some words before leaving were echoed in the ears of this towering soldier, thinking about the past deeds, his military achievements, his glory, all buried in the corrupt and dark power struggle.
"Sinked? Abandoned? Will your pride and ambition fall into the sea from now on? If it is really defeated, you will not be depressed like today. That is a fault that does not belong to you, that is not It’s up to you to bear the consequences. Are you unwilling? Do you want to fight again? Your loyalty should not be left in a fallen dynasty, nor should it be rotted by such corruption. The once undefeated general defeated and defeated you The man died in the hands of others. Would you like to endure such a result? Or take your courage and get up from this sinking abyss..." The soldier standing on the deck of the ship closed his eyes in contemplation and arrived at the first one. When he was on the island, every time the man talked to him touched the corner of his heart that he least wanted to be touched.
"I'm not defeated, I will never fail! I will never..."
"You are not convinced, but you are hesitant. No matter what kind of failure, it still casts a shadow on your heart. You are afraid that your strength is not enough, because you do not have the same force as Philippe Ruhr. In this On the mainland, if you want to be a well-known warrior, tactics and ingenuity are not enough, you have to have a matching force. Yes, some things can be possessed overnight, but the strength of the soldiers can only be achieved through experience and Continuous wars accumulate. So it is your luck to be here..."
The waves were tumbling, and no matter how big the ship was, it would be ups and downs, and Fried, who was standing on the bow of the ship, opened his eyes and flashed a sharp light like an eagle falcon: "Everything, the pain of more than a year has let me have it All that is needed is now a battlefield that will soon belong to me!"
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Nine months ago, Genesis Island.
"What is he doing?"
"Drinking, drinking all day, whether day or night."
This is a hall, an empty underground hall. It is better to say that the hall is a huge cave hidden in the belly of the mountain. There are not many signs of repair in the cave. The original and rough hollow is the most The core. At the moment, the two people talking were on the edge of the mountain's belly hall. A huge torch was inserted in the cave rock wall. The shaking fire light vaguely reflected their faces.
The person who asked the question was William Federner, who continued to ask: "Don't he do anything other than drink?"
"Yes, he still does one thing, that is, to spread alcohol and get mad. Up to now, six pubs have been smashed by him." There was no serious expression on his face, nor any unnecessary expressions. Physical movements are just doing his simplest reporting work.
Federer lowered his eyes: "He was unwilling, but he gave up a little."
"Yes, his behavior is indeed like this. Such a person can not go to the battlefield, let alone command an army."
Federer said: "You should have heard his past deeds, he was called an undefeated general in San Vikya."
The reported humane: "That was him in the past, and now he will be easily defeated. He is too concerned about victory and defeat, and those who care too much about these people are always particularly vulnerable."
"You think so?"
"Yes."
Federer smiled, smiling slightly.
"Don't you think so?" The person who reported finally showed a subtle expression, which was a bit skeptical. He shouldn't have doubted it, because Federer was always accurate in seeing people, but he also believed his own opinion.
Fidner said: "Fried will never be a vulnerable person."
"You know? Can you be so sure?"
"I know, and I am sure."
"But you just glanced at him from a distance, not even a formal meeting." The person who reported still expressed doubt.
Federer said: "Understanding an individual does not necessarily have to be seen before him. Don’t forget that he is a warrior. Whether it is his previous position or the martial arts he learned, he is a real Warrior. It is impossible for a vulnerable warrior to take his current position."
"Can you judge on this alone? There are exceptions to many things to know."
"But he won't be such an exception." Federer said: "His current abandonment and alcoholism are not because he can't bear the result of failure, but he can't accept the reason for his failure."
"Are you talking about the power struggle of Saint Biquelia?"
Federer nodded: "It was a country he had sworn allegiance to. He had spent more than thirty years of hard work and sweat to defend that land, but it was not a united and united country that came back to him in the end. It is one by one that constantly doubts and suspects for their own selfish desires and power, and constantly frame the corruption of the battle. Such an environment makes him angry, makes him chill, and even disappoints him."
"Everything I have worked hard to end up with is such a situation. This result is really unacceptable. But such a person, will he accept the invitation of the Holy Emperor? He who heard him said that he was still very good Concerned about the situation in San Vikya."
Federer said: "People are the easiest to change their minds when they are the most helpless. Besides, it is a place that makes him discouraged. Although he has never stopped caring about San Vikya, but Every news that came back made him more alcoholic. Ladart’s cleansing, Zalberg’s ultimate power, and a fight between power and desire was staged before him, even if he still loves that country, it does not mean that he Unwilling to contribute to us. Moreover, with the power of the Holy Emperor, I believe he will soon be surrendered."
The reporter reported with a sigh: "According to you, the position of Marshal Pioneer seems to be gone."
Federer said: "Since the Holy Emperor is interested in him, he will naturally make other arrangements for you."
"Hope it won't be too boring." After sighing, the person reporting back to his expressionless expression again.
"Oh, how about those two?"
"You said Sakya and Ryan? They lived better than Fried. In general, they were in a good mood after they went to the island. I have proposed to them to train them to improve their strength, and they are all happy. agreed."
"Oh, all right."
The person reporting said: "To enhance their strength, Ryan's conditions are relatively good. His own magic is very powerful, and he is still a magician of the fire department. Although he has not been elementalized, he can only be regarded as a mage. But as long as the flower of blood flame obtained from the underwater volcano can directly strengthen his elemental ability and help him complete the demonization as soon as possible. As for Zacharya, his situation is a little more complicated, I have already made arrangements to suit him I believe that it is not difficult to train with the resources and resources we have here. It is just that if Fried is really to be the Marshal of the Vanguard in the future, his strength is indeed too insufficient. Those on the island He may not be convinced."
Fidner said: "This point is left to the emperor to arrange. The emperor will come back in a few days, when the emperor will meet him in person."
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