""Zhou Li and I have never regarded Yin Jue as an enemy. "
In the dark office, an oil lamp that illuminated the entire room was slowly burning. In the entire city made of pyroxene, Herinen only loved the flames that burst out when these greases were ignited.
"The only enemy is the west"
Obstacles and enemies are not equal.
"Father, you..."
Evan on the side had just walked out of the shock. When he saw Lorca leaving and Herinen handing three letters to different people, he suddenly thought of something.
He thought of the warm water drops, the gathering black clouds, and the howling wind.
He thought that many years ago, before the glorious technology was fully popularized, the method of mobilizing the legion was this extremely primitive letter. And when Evan saw the look of relief on Herinen's face when he handed over the letter, he understood.
Original means safe.
"Except for that exchange, Zhou Li and I have never had a direct conversation with the West..."
Fingertips lightly clasped the table, and only a dead calm remained on Herining's old face. He stared at the darkness and light in the corridor and said in a low voice, "We all know that I can talk to anyone about the topic of the West in private, even with a civilian to explain the horrors of the West. But only, I can't talk to Zhou Away from Direct Conversation West.”
"Because Yinjue is watching."
A cold light flashed in Helinin's eyes, "I have always wondered why once our legion left the country and stepped into the western land, those crystal monsters followed us like shadows, waiting for the opportunity. I have done this countless times I have made many speculations and have reviewed it no less than a thousand times, but I can’t figure out why we keep failing.”
"Now, we understand."
The surface of the badge in his hand felt slightly cool, and Herinen still could not forget the pain and despair on his face when he collected the remains of the martyrs when the third western expedition failed.
"Pointless."
Clenching his hands, Herinen was buried in the shadows, but his eyes were full of hot fire. "The Church of Commerce said that there is no wealth or money in the wild west. Exploring that land is just a waste of effort."
"The Church of Elements says that there are only cursed mutated elements in that land. Wherever we go, we will only be cursed by the elements. The water we drink, the wind and sand we pass through, and the sand we walk on will all cause our soldiers great pain. They Please advise me not to continue to be stubborn."
"Yin Jue once contacted me in a personal capacity and told me that the west is a land abandoned by the gods. There are only disasters in that land. What I should do is to let these disasters destroy themselves. Don't let the heroic warriors waste their lives in vain. , died in the hands of those monsters."
"The Arnold Chamber of Commerce donated countless amounts of dust and metal for free during the third expedition. But he did not support the Western Expedition, but supported me and an emperor who could protect him. He has said on countless occasions , if these ashes could be placed in the hands of the commercial church, more beautiful buildings would be built.”
There seemed to be anger in his eyes, but more importantly, there was deep helplessness. Tariq has brilliant technology, a united mind, and a united will. In his hands are countless soldiers who are willing to go through fire and water for the country, and scientists who choose to "learn the truth in the morning and die at night" in order to pursue the truth.
However, he was forced to compromise with the church and the Chamber of Commerce. What the world doesn't know is that since Herrinin came to power and started the Western Expedition, Yin Jue's hands were not only satisfied with playing the financial strings, but also began to express kindness, condolences to the soldiers, and began to donate money.
Herinen knew that this was not Yin Jue's attack. On the contrary, it was his kind reminder. Yin Jue is always like this, he will give people a "reminder" from above to satisfy his charity heart. And Herinen chose to reject his "goodwill".
The world believes that Tariq's choice to cut off foreign trade and turn himself into a trade deficit country for all countries is Tariq's goodwill. But only Herining knew that this was Silver Jue's warning and his whipping.
Since then, Herinen has understood that the impact of the Twelve Hours on Tarik was too profound. It's not that Tariq's soldiers aren't brave enough, or Tariq's technology isn't powerful enough. What failed Herrinen was compromise.
If Herinen had not chosen to follow Silver Jue's advice to stop development during the first Western Expedition, he might have been able to completely defeat the Jinggui before they developed. But at that time, Herrinen chose to compromise, letting Yinjue establish an underground black market, and choosing to let Yinjue invest in national enterprises.
Since then, Tariq has become a "dead developed country". During that exercise, the moment Zhou Li took out the mortar, Herinen felt as if his heart was being clenched, and a kind of pain emerged in his heart. Because he knew that when he chose to compromise with Silver Lord in order to stabilize Tariq's economy and feed the hungry people, Tariq was already dead.
Taric can produce sharper magic swords and stronger magic shields. But no one discovered that a flashing rune could be added to the magic shield. Tariq, on the other hand, closed himself off and only allowed a very small number of people to enter the country except for the annual martial arts meeting.
This is not arrogance, but a helpless compromise.
"If this country is going to perish, he should not grow old and die in silence."
When Herining saw Zhou Li killing the God of Death for the first time, Herining began to look forward to the day when this young man came to Tariq. No one knew that when Herining saw Zhou Li for the first time and saw the brave man who never compromised, Herining's heart, which had been silent for decades, started beating for the first time.
“When the first batch of Western Expeditionary troops died in the hands of Jinggui, when the pain of the Western Region was recorded, when I ascended the throne of Tariq and chose to become the leader of this country, I chose a path of no return. "
The Chamber of Commerce's obstruction, Twelve Quarter's "advice", and Yin Jue's methods.
The west is like a taboo for these noble people who control wealth. They were fed up with Herrinen's futile efforts again and again, wasting resources on the worthless West again and again.
Yes, for businessmen, profits always come first. But what about the country?
There were no minerals in that land, no gold or silver. But he has the boundary monument of Tariq, the people of Tariq waiting to return home, the ghosts who cannot return home, and the bones of countless martyrs buried in that barren land. They came together and formed...
"National dignity."
Reach out and crush this badge.
Outside the window, it started to rain.
"Supreme."
Thunder, explosion.
The rain pounded on the ground, causing a splash in the darkness.
Darkness covered the borders, enveloped the entire country, and devoured the land. The border line is like a wandering dragon raging between desolation and civilization.
Storm, drizzle, Guardian Shield, Third Legion.
Seen from the sky, these four dark squares are extremely small compared to the entire country, just four grains of corn in the vast ocean. But only they knew that these four grains of corn would fall on the land called the West, causing thunder to roar.
But now, they just stood in silence. They quietly looked at the high wall in front of them, looking at the area in front of them that separated civilization from barbarism, waiting for a signal.
The rain became heavier and heavier, and even the rain and fog began to disperse. After a long time, a voice suddenly sounded from the end.
"drizzle."
Wearing a black uniform, the bird cage and bird feathers are intertwined. The young man named Luo Ka put on his former glory and stood at the end of the road. He looked at the legion that had been prepared for him with a bright look in his eyes.
"Lanwuwu."
An ethereal, neat response sounded. The Drizzle Legion was divided into two, waiting for their general to return.
"storm."
The strong wind began to howl, and at the border sentry, the soldiers stared intently at the desolate land in front of them. Their task is to block the outside of the high wall, while the Commercial Church Guards not far away are responsible for blocking the inside of the high wall.
The crazy wind covered their hearing, and the drizzle blocked their sight.
"Destruction without limit."
Wearing mithril armor and holding a long sword, it looks like a sharp and elegant rose. Tia walked in the strong wind, her long golden hair tied into a ponytail swaying slightly in the wind. She stood in front of the Storm Legion, with the confusion and hesitation no longer in her eyes. What was left was only the perseverance to move forward.
Tia, Lorca, Don Quixote, Torea.
The four major legions gathered on the border of the empire. If Yin Jue was still there at this time, the Commercial Church did not madly target Zhou Li, and the top ten chambers of commerce followed the will of the Commercial Church, then it would be difficult for them to gather anyway.
But now, Zhou Li did it.
He attracted everyone's attention, including the rats of the empire, the crows hiding in the darkness, and the twelve moments of silence.
He attracted all the eyes that had been wary of Tariq's expedition to the west, and used those ancient stories and bloodlines to focus all attention on himself.
Now, it's time to end this.
Zhou Li stood in the rain curtain, with Eluma's black mist blocking the rain. Hathaway tossed the dagger up and down in boredom, but her eyes were full of excitement. Alyosha, who was wearing a raincoat, looked at these regiments with a fierce temperament, his expression was very exciting.
From now on, Lin Zi and Lin Ling will work with the Al brothers and sisters to maintain "Zhou Li" in Tariq. They will continue to harass the underground chamber of commerce and start negotiating with those people. Herinen would mediate this so that their fight could never escalate, unable to escalate into a war.
Zhou Li, on the other hand, will lead the empire's elite army into the west in a covert and silent operation. This time, they will find the source of Jinggui and find a way to completely eliminate Jinggui. Zhou Li, on the other hand, will find the answer he wants.
Victoria, the god of literature.
Zhou Li still remembered that when Victoria chose to sleep, she told himself that if she wanted to find more truth, she should go to the west of Tariq. The last words the God of Literature left to himself when he was dying were that there are countless truths buried in the west of Tariq.
"Everyone is here."
Looking at the pouring rain outside the window, without communication or in person, Herinen stretched out his hand to catch the cool raindrops and whispered: "No one is absent."
"No one is absent."
Zhou Li looked around and nodded, a faint smile appearing on his face. Tariq's legion is not a noble's private army, nor is it a sword in the hand of a king. Tariq's soldiers only fight for the country of Tariq. This is why he dared to say the words "no one is absent".
These four words contain the invisible tacit understanding between Zhou Li and Herining. Because they know that only Tariq's legion can gather on the border and prepare for the attack because of the "expedition to the west" under the premise of unclear mission and unknown generals.
Don Quixote and Torea, on the other hand, will calmly accept the mission to the border without any goals. They did not hesitate at all, nor did they think that this was a mission with no return.
Because Zhou Li was right behind them.
"Are you ready?"
Now Zhou Li really wants to add "children" after the words "Are you ready?" and play some bad jokes to relieve everyone's nervousness. But after thinking that this could only relax everyone's blood pressure curve, Zhou Li just said calmly:
"Soldiers of Tariq, in front of you is a high wall that blocks the plague. You are Tariq people, and I cannot guarantee that I can bring all of you back intact. However, I can guarantee you."
There is no return home in fine clothes, and there is no reward of hundreds of gold. Zhou Li looked at the two legions standing behind Tiya and Luoka and said loudly:
"I can enable you to bring back all the national dignity that Tariq lost in the west."
These words ignited the drizzle and stirred up the storm.
"Fight to the death."
First it was a person's whisper, then a continuous shout, and finally, a roar from the heart.
"In that case."
Zhou Li stood in front of the four legions, raised the pistol that condensed the wisdom of countless people, and pulled the trigger.
boom! ! !
Thunder struck.
As the soldiers of the Commercial Church watched in horror, the thunder began to wreak havoc. Soon, one after another dark marks spread all over the ground. This miraculous scenery shocked everyone, and made them ignore the four drop in the ocean.
"Huh~"
Zhou Li took back his pistol, took a distressed look at Brave Exclusive, and whispered:
"It takes a thousand hardships to set off fireworks. It seems that no one has more luxury than me."
"Report, the Drizzle Corps is ready for an emergency move."
"Report, the Storm Legion is ready for an emergency move"
"Report, the Guardian Shield Legion is ready for emergency movement."
"Report, the Third Army is ready."
Feeling this heavy rain that has never been seen in a century. Herinen, who was far away in Tariq, and Zhou Li, who was standing on the land called the West, saw the same scenery in their eyes.
The West, the wild and chaotic West.
