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Volume One: Eastward to Another World Chapter 131: Recruits and Veterans

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    Blackwind Valley Fortress.  The only passage from the grasslands of the Western Regions to the interior.  The romantic Duke Rose stood on the top of the fortress and looked at the endless valley in the distance, his beautiful long golden hair swaying gently in the wind. Even on the difficult battlefield, Duke Rose's elegance and ease remained.  Beside him were more than a dozen lieutenants, including Hutus, God of War of the Grassland, and Zhou Shusheng, God of Desert War.  The deserts and grasslands have both fallen, and the two war gods have retreated to the core of the continent with the remaining tribes. These tribal leaders, who have always been free and unorganized, do not like the Twin Moon Empire and have always been hostile to the Twin Moon Empire.  The Dongyue Empire graciously accepted these refugees from the Western Regions and provided them with shelter and food for free. This generous act made these simple Western Region men feel ashamed. Under the leadership of the two war gods, the grasslands and deserts  The soldiers joined the army of Black Wind Valley Fortress and willingly served Dongyue.  These warriors from the Western Regions were already extremely brave, and coupled with their endless hatred for the gods and people who had invaded their homeland, they soon became the main force guarding the Black Wind Valley Fortress.  For a year, under the leadership of Duke Ross, this iron-blooded lion blocked hundreds of thousands of divine people from the fortress, preventing them from advancing even one step inland.  The hardships and sweat put in during this period are unimaginable to ordinary people. Millions of soldiers have left their ashes here forever. The officers responsible for counting battle losses cannot even come up with an accurate number, let alone who are they?  What is your name?  The scars of the war are huge. Wave after wave of troops from all over the mainland are constantly attacking here. Many soldiers have just arrived at the fortress, and before they even have time to see what the fortress looks like clearly, the bodies are sent back inside.  land.  Everyone's face is full of exhaustion. For a year, every time the sun goes down, the Black Wind Valley Fortress will receive fierce attacks from the people of the gods without exception. This is like a tight spell, stimulating all the time.  The tired nerves of the soldiers.  When the last ray of sunlight disappeared on the horizon, hundreds of large lighting equipment lit up on the top of the fortress, reflecting the entire valley under a pale white light. These large lighting equipment required a large amount of energy every minute to light up.  Energy, war is a test of national strength from another aspect, and the cost every day on the battlefield is astronomical.  The veterans were squatting on the ground chatting indifferently, enjoying the tranquility that might be the last moment of their lives, while the recruits who had just arrived at the fortress were anxious and gearing up. They were eager to fight, but they didn't understand what the fight was about.  What is it.  A young man with an immature face stood in the wind carrying a medium-sized card weapon that was taller than his height. The brand-new military uniform on his body was neatly taken care of, without a trace of dust.  His eyes were full of expectation, as if asking again: "Where is the enemy? Why hasn't he appeared yet?" Behind him, a veteran in his forties was sitting on the ground, not caring about the mud on the ground at all, holding a  From the brass wine bottle, I took a leisurely sip, pursed my lips, and licked my lips with great enjoyment.  "Boy, where are you from?" the veteran asked.  When the young soldier heard someone calling him, he turned his head and gave the veteran a standard military salute, "Private Wang Haibo, from the Xishan Province of the Dongyue Empire." The veteran waved his hand, "Why are you so nervous? If this continues, the enemy  You¡¯re so nervous before you come.¡± When the other veterans heard the teasing words, they hugged their shoulders and laughed, ¡°Son, how old are you this year?¡± Recruit Wang Haibo felt very angry.  Protecting the family and the country is the pride of a soldier, but the behavior of these veterans is really unacceptable to him. They are careless and have no military appearance.  "Boy, when did you join the army?" the veteran asked after taking another sip of wine.  "I have been in the army for five months and fourteen days." Wang Haibo said proudly.  "Hey, recruits who were only five months old were sent to the battlefield. Doesn't the empire have an army?" The veteran said to himself.  Several other veterans couldn't help but feel melancholy. On the battlefield, the probability of survival of new recruits is very low. These young calves who have never seen blood have no enthusiasm, but they are at a loss when it comes to fighting.  During this year, they have seen countless recruits like Wang Haibo. They have come and gone. Those who survived are undoubtedly lucky. Unfortunately, not everyone has this kind of luck.  "Come here and sit here." The veteran called.  Wang Haibo did not dare to disobey the order and came to the veteran. Looking at the muddy ground, he hesitated and did not sit down, but squatted there.  "Boy, let me give you a drink." The veteran handed the wine bottle to Wang Haibo.  Wang Hai?He frowned and said softly: "Drinking is prohibited in the army." The veteran shook the wine bottle helplessly and took it back.  "Boy, do you really want to know what fighting is like?" the veteran asked.  Wang Haibo nodded firmly and looked to the west.  The veteran chuckled and untied his dirty military uniform unhurriedly. It was full of oil and stains. There were only three buttons on the loose military uniform, and the rest were nowhere to be found. The smell was the same as the stables at Wang Haibo's home.  Smells just as bad.  "Did you see it? This is what the war left me." Through the pale white light emitted by the lighting card, Wang Haibo saw a huge fiery red scar on the veteran's chest, deeply embedded in the skin.  His shoulders were torn all the way to his lower abdomen. I really don't know how he survived.  Wang Haibo¡¯s expression changed again and again. He seemed to see the veteran being seriously injured and lying in a pool of blood.  "Old Zhou, you are showing off your medal again. Who doesn't have this? Boy, let me show you mine." A bald veteran said with a smile.  After saying that, he took off the black eyepatch on his left eye. The eyepatch was so huge that it covered half of his face.  Wang Haibo couldn't help but take a breath. His left eye seemed to have been gouged out by someone. It was empty and there were three obvious scars around the eye.  "That guy pushed me to the ground, gouged out one of my eyes and ate it. I was lucky, and there was another unlucky guy who had his heart ripped out. When it was first dug out, his heart was bloody.  He was still jumping. I remember he died in your position. " Wang Haibo jumped up from the ground like a spring, his eyes fixed on the ground under his feet, "That's where the senior's heart was dug out.  !" He suddenly felt like vomiting. Just hearing about such a bloody and terrifying thing made this young recruit terrified.  Seeing the nervous look of recruit Wang Haibo, these veterans couldn't help laughing. At this time.  "You bastards are scaring the new recruits again. Who will fight after scaring these kids away? Send your sons to the front line if you have the guts. I want to see if your sons are cowards." The person who spoke was a man.  The company commander, he heard the laughter and came over. He walked in a strange way, dragging one leg with the other, and his steps were mechanical and slow.  When these veterans saw the company commander coming, they all sat up from the ground.  "Company commander, this is the good wine I brought from my hometown. It's the last bottle. Do you want to take a sip?" asked the veteran named Zhou.  The company commander happily took the wine bottle and drank a few sips. "Well, it's really good." The company commander wiped his lips with his sleeve and said.  "It's a good thing to let this new recruit know the horror of war as soon as possible, but don't scare him. Your cowardice at the beginning is no better than him." The company commander said sternly.  These veterans touched their scalps embarrassedly and watched the company commander walk away with his peculiar steps, their eyes full of respect.  ¡°He is the company commander?¡± Recruit Zhou Haibo asked, looking at the company commander¡¯s strange steps.  "The company commander is a real man. His leg was chewed in half by the enemy and the wound was infected. The military doctors couldn't do anything. The company commander just took a knife and cut off the leg himself without even making a sound." Zhou.  The veterans all said with admiration.  Zhou Haibo's eyes were fixed on the company commander's retreating figure, and his heart could not calm down. There was such a strong man in this world. He suddenly understood why these veterans obeyed the company commander's management so much.  "Boy, forget what you learned in the boot camp. War is not a child's play." The veteran with the eyepatch patted his shoulder and said earnestly.  It has been dark for almost an hour. Surprisingly, those divine people did not launch an attack today.  This is like a huge hanging stone in the heart, suppressing everyone's mood, and the uneasy atmosphere gradually spreads among the army.  Have the people of God given up attacking the Black Wind Valley Fortress?
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