v7 Chapter 73： Recognized (1/2)
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Make a speech before departure, that is, a speech to improve morale.
Kuerxiu took a step, and Wilhelm and Phyllis also entered the hall.
Phyllis's dress was the same as when she just met in the garden.
But Wilheim is different, taking off his usual black dress, wearing a light outfit only equipped with the minimum protective armor, and hanging three thin swords on the left and right of the waist, exuding extraordinary sword spirit.
As the initiator of the crusade, Noel took Amelia to follow, and the Ramram sisters followed.
Of course, Anatasia is no exception, she joins several people from the crowd.
Behind Wilheim was a bleak blond Russell, whose expression stayed up all night with fatigue, but the double battle was still full of energy in the face of the immediate battle.
”Looking at that face, I feel that nothing is not enough. What about Miss Anatasia?”
”Do you think the Lun family will cut corners?”
”No, I just ask.”
Among the candidates for the Wang Xuan, the first place to give people a thoughtful impression is Anatasia.
The preparations were completed step by step. As the scheduled time approached, the fighting intentions rose in the hall.
Everything is about to start in the decisive battle.
”Four hundred years.”
As soon as the time came, in front of the assembled soldiers, Ku Erxiu's sentence announced the beginning.
The solemn voice, and the tense air.
In the sharp feeling of back pain until pain, Kuer Xiu, who was watching the people who were present, stood upright in a fierce battle.
The sword of the lion with the fangs engraved on the home of the Karsten family stands on the ground, and Kuerxiu, who is holding the handle by his hand, slowly looks around everyone's face.
”It has been four hundred years since the era when the witchcraft jealous witch threatened the world in the world's strongest disaster. The whale born by the witch uses the world as a hunting ground and treats human beings as prey. It’s been four hundred years.”
In the past, half of the world was destroyed, and it is still regarded as a jealous witch inherited by terror.
And as the servant of the witch, the lost master still continues to sing the freedom of the fog of Warcraft.
Headed by the massive expedition 14 years ago, it caused a large number of cattle in various countries and swallowed many monsters of war.
”The lives of beluga whales are innumerable, and they complement each other's vicious qualities. The correct number of cattle is unknown. After four hundred years, the tombstones with inscriptions and even the inscriptions have not been retained. The number of tombstones underneath is constantly increasing.”
After hearing Kuerxiu's words, some veterans looked at the ground and choked their teeth.
Some warriors' fingers pricked into clenched fists and dripped blood.
An old swordsman with fierce endless passion/waiting for the opportunity to burst out of anger.
Their regret, the resentment accumulated by the increase in the number of corpses, turned into precipitated darkness and began to sweep the air in the hall.
but....
”However, those helpless days will end today.”
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