Chapter 1214 Is this fate?

Perhaps because he heard the young man’s voice, things soon came to him. At that time, the young man was lying on the grass outside the church, basking in the sun, half-closed his eyes, and looked like a retired old man. Ever since he was lazy with Rorona that time, he has fallen in love with this feeling. Bathing in the warm sunlight, doing nothing, without any worries, spending the whole afternoon lazily, it sounds like a waste of time. After actually experiencing it, you will feel that… it is indeed a waste of time. But sometimes, wasting time is also an indispensable part of life. After all, who can grasp every bit of time and hold on to it, just like grasping sand and not letting it slip through your fingers?
There were bursts of noise from time to time in Tianxin Church, making people unable to sleep. Sometimes the gamers were too excited and banged the controllers and buttons; sometimes Alice played poorly again and lost to the children. She defended herself with a clatter, but was mercilessly ridiculed; sometimes Metien asked everyone to stop playing games in a serious voice and listen to me talk about the teachings of the goddess, but Alice muttered, “What’s the point of talking about this kind of thing? It’s better to continue playing games.” Of course, this last situation only happened once, and Alice didn’t say it again later, because Saint Xia Liya was watching next to her.

They were always like this, noisy and noisy, making it impossible to take a nap. But Lingge enjoyed this atmosphere. If he just wanted to be comfortable, he could go to the primrose fields of Ieta or the alchemy workshop of Rolena to take a nap. Somehow, the young man occasionally recalled the scene when he was still wandering, but it was no longer dark alleys, rainy days and pairs of indifferent eyes, but after the ice and snow melted, the warmth was scattered, and the boy was walking on the street. Suddenly, a few pigeons landed and landed on his shoulders.

There were more than just sad memories from that period, it was a pity that he hadn’t thought about them until now.

At this moment, the door of the church was suddenly pushed open gently, and a sound of footsteps came out from the half-open door. The other party slowly stopped not far from Lingge, as if hesitant. Should he not disturb a person basking in the sun at this time?
“Mitch.” Linger didn’t turn around, but he guessed the identity of the person who came. This often made people suspect that he had a special ability, such as being able to identify identities by footsteps. “Aren’t you going to play games?”

“Well, I’m a little tired…” In fact, I was annoyed by the loving coach who always shouted “this game doesn’t count”, and suddenly began to doubt whether games can really bring happiness.

“Then take a break.” Linger waved at him: “How about basking in the sun with me?”

“…” The boy looked at him with a strange look in his eyes. He was not only doubting the game, but even doubting his own memory. In the boy’s impression, Pastor Linger should be a mature, stable, calm man who can always give people a sense of security. Although he was unwilling to admit it, he still had some admiration for him in his heart. This admiration was probably second only to the Gray Hill Eagle who made him firm in his life beliefs.

But what’s going on with this guy lazily lying on the grass in the sun, looking and talking like a retired old man! ?
As expected, playing games can make people lose their minds, and this is correct. I should have listened more to Sister Livia and Miss Saint Xia Liya instead of being fooled by Ai Guidance’s nonsense!
The boy was very upset.

“What’s wrong?” Ling Ge asked in confusion, “Don’t you like sunbathing? How about I play two games with you?”

“I’d better bask in the sun…”

The boy slowly moved to the young man’s side, but instead of lying down like him, he just sat up and looked up. The rebuilt Tianxin Church is located on a high ground. The hill meadow stretches forward like a green blanket, and is divided by the wooden plank road that crosses the entire Yunjingkong Island. The view here is very good, and you can almost overlook the entire island: the primrose field with windmills, the Fairy Sleeping Inn under the huge sycamore, and the alchemy workshop with a corner of the eaves faintly exposed in the forest… With the clear sky, the warm sun, and the cool breeze blowing on your face, it is really refreshing.

But the direction Mitch was looking at was even farther away, and he saw the gloomy and bleak Black Forest. The dark treetops were crowded together, like a cage that made people breathless. The sky would be shattered if it fell into it, and the wind could hardly move through it. There was no sunlight, only haze. It formed a particularly strong contrast with the Cloud Whale Sky Island. Any normal person would tend to prefer the latter, but the former was a more familiar scenery for the boy. He was born and grew up here. When he was a child, he listened to his parents telling horror stories about the Black Forest. When he grew up, he listened to adventurers bragging about their heroic stories of hunting beasts in the Black Forest. Later, under the cover of the Black Forest, he fought against the colonists who invaded his homeland…

He had a complex feeling towards this ancient forest that was soaked in ash and swallowed up light. He couldn’t say he liked it, but he didn’t hate it either. Should he say he was used to it? He was so used to it that he didn’t take it to heart. But if he left here one day and went to live somewhere else, he would definitely recall at some point his deepest memory of this land, which was actually buried in these dark trees that could not see the light.

Mitch was still young and had not been to school much, so he did not know how to summarize his emotions. If a young man were asked to describe them, he would say that this was homesickness, just as he would occasionally think of the city that was always shedding tears and the oak forest surrounding the gray and white tombstones in the cemetery on the outskirts of the city.

Memories are different for everyone, but emotions are the same.

The boy retracted his gaze and said to the young man beside him, “Brother Carson asked me to bring you a message. He said that the airship troops of the 17th Legion have already set off for the central battlefield. In addition, the kingdom has officially passed a resolution to send troops, and a reinforcement force will arrive in half a month.”

“Oh?” The news made the young man sit up straight, his expression becoming serious. “They made a decision so quickly. Which part of the troops do they plan to mobilize? How will they advance? Is the plan sound enough?”

The key is to take advantage of the time difference and settle the situation before the 17th Army can react. But if the scale of the reinforcements is too small, it will not have the final say; if the scale is too large, the preliminary preparations such as recruiting soldiers and requisitioning food and grass will cause a lot of noise, which will easily attract the attention of the Axis powers and make them prepare countermeasures in advance.

The young man’s continuous questions made Mitch a little confused. After all, he was just a teenage boy. Although he was more mature than his peers, he had not thought about such far-reaching things. After a moment of silence, he chose to repeat the original words of Grayhill Eagle as his answer: “Brother Carson said that the Kingdom’s military has made careful preparations this time and does not intend to directly call in regular troops. Instead, it will let General Franshand enter the North in the name of patrolling the defense zone, and then directly use the North Border Army as the skeleton and recruit a group of new soldiers on the spot as reinforcements, so that it can be concealed from the eyes and ears of the Axis Powers.”

“That does sound like a good idea.”

Linger pondered, the so-called North, in a broad sense, refers to the entire northern region of the kingdom, but combined with the context of this paragraph, it should be more accurately referred to the great nobleman known as the Earl of the North. Because his territory occupies the core area of ​​the North and his family history is long-standing, he is recognized by the world as the representative of the Northern nobles. The Ansers region is also in the North, but the former Earl of Gray Hill is no different from this Earl of the North. The Earl of the North’s territory is only separated from the Ansers region by a line, and there is no geographical obstacle. As long as the marching speed is fast enough, theoretically it can indeed arrive before the 17th Legion reacts, but this is only in theory. The biggest problem lies with the Earl of the North. The political system of the Kingdom of Noah is a feudal system that is more common in the East Continent. The Northern Army is actually the private army of the Earl of the North and his vassal lords. The kingdom has to use his private soldiers to fight and recruit soldiers from his territory. It is very likely that he will be asked to provide logistical support such as weapons and food. What is the difference between this and drawing his own blood to save others? Lingge doesn’t believe that the old king has such a big face that can make a great lord sacrifice his family for the country and disregard fame and fortune.

The greater possibility is that the other party obeyed the order on the surface, but actually disobeyed it secretly, for example, recruiting a group of new soldiers to disguise as veterans, or simply throwing out prisoners and slaves to get the job done. If so, the combat effectiveness of this support army is very questionable. At least, Ling Ge does not think it can bring much pressure to the 17th Legion.

Mitch didn’t quite understand the young man’s analysis. He scratched his cheek and said, “Brother Carson said the same thing, but he also said that if General Fransander was the commander, he might be trustworthy.”

“Oh? Did the general do anything glorious?”

“I don’t know much about it, but I heard from Brother Carson that in the previous war, General Fransander once commanded his troops to annihilate a main army of the Axis Powers. That was also the only major victory the Kingdom achieved in the war. Moreover, this general is upright and incorruptible, so he should be able to suppress the nobles in the North.”

“Total annihilation? That is indeed a remarkable achievement. However, why didn’t such a powerful general confront the Axis powers on the front line, but stayed in the royal city instead?” Lingge actually didn’t know the situation of General Fransander, but he knew that he could never have been temporarily recalled from the front battlefield and accepted the order to patrol the northern border, because that would only arouse the enemy’s vigilance.

Therefore, we can only understand that he was originally in the royal city and happened to be the most suitable candidate, so he accepted the order.

“Brother Carson also said this, but he didn’t say it so…clearly.”

Mitch said with a distressed expression: “It seems that after the war, he was stripped of his position and stayed in the royal city as an instructor? But I don’t think it’s possible. How could he be punished for winning a battle? The other generals who didn’t win the battle are all fine. This doesn’t make sense at all.”

No, that makes sense.

The boy couldn’t figure it out, because he didn’t quite understand the complicated thoughts of the world, but Linger understood it clearly. He didn’t want to go into details on this topic, so he changed the subject, or rather, returned to the main topic: “Since even Mr. Carson trusts the ability of General Fransander, it is indeed worth looking forward to. So, what are you going to do?”

“How to do it?” Mitch thought for a moment. “It feels no different from before. Just keep harassing and attacking the enemy’s strongholds, reduce their range of activities, and absorb more fighters to join our Liberation Front. When we have 10,000, no, 100,000 soldiers, we can cooperate with the kingdom’s reinforcements to drive out all those annoying invaders!”

At the end, the boy’s tone became excited, and he clenched his fists, looking very confident. During this period, the Youth Army also carried out a lot of tasks. I don’t know if the Gray Hill Eagle deliberately arranged simpler tasks for them, or if their luck was really good. Although some people were injured during the whole process, there was no casualty. The one who was most seriously injured did not break his hands or feet, but just needed to lie in bed for a few months. It is said that he stayed alone in the camp and was so bored that he kept talking about the game console of Tianxin Church all day long.

These were all told to Metien by Michelle and the others, because the pink-haired girl was very worried about her friends. Every time the Youth Army had a mission, she would start to get scared, fearing that someone would be missing when they returned. So Michelle and the others would always come to Tianxin Church after the mission, playing games to relax, bragging about how brave they were on the battlefield, selectively ignoring the dangers and twists and turns, so that Metien could feel at ease.

Linger thought that Mitch had probably boasted too much, and with the military record as proof, he had started to get inflated. In his words, the 17th Legion had become a fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered, and there was nothing to be afraid of. But going to the battlefield with such an attitude would lead to trouble. Although he didn’t say anything, he had already thought about what excuse he would use to teach him a lesson later.

No, why are you worrying again?

The young man suddenly realized that worrying about others had become an instinct that could not be eradicated. But if he didn’t worry about others, who else would worry about them? Carson Borg and Regina were busy all day, and the other rebels had their own missions to complete. As for Kadora, well, she was just a child…

Alas, maybe this is my fate.

The young man sighed softly, and the boy looked at him, somewhat puzzled: What’s going on, did I say something wrong?
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