Genshin Impact, the new God of Grass, makes Xumi great again

If Sanbing really drives out that big mecha at that time, Nashida wouldn't mind letting him see what "Da Chaoyue" is.

It's just a reenactment of a corner of the Demon War, so why not give it a try with him?

Of course, after defeating the scattered soldiers, there is no need to rush to dismantle his big mecha. After all, Xumi spent so many resources to build it. It would be a pity to blow it up directly like in the original plot. It is better to borrow it from Nashida.

After all, who didn’t have a Gundam dream when they were young?

Even if it's not used in a fight, it's still a good idea to use it as an industrial mecha to move bricks, just because of its size.

Chapter 84: Conversation Under the Moon

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and everything was quiet. The bright moonlight filtered through the clouds, covering the earth of Xumi with a layer of beautiful silver gauze.

The gentle night breeze blew by, Nashida lifted the hair that was blocking her eyes with her hands, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and her heart was actually touched.

After today's combat meeting, Nashida did not go to the camp to chat with everyone as usual.

Instead, he chose to walk out of the camp alone, and in the moonlight, on this small hillside where no one would disturb him, he stared at the sky in silence.

"It's so beautiful. It's been a while since I've calmed down and appreciated this beautiful scenery."

Due to the lack of urban light pollution, the night sky of Teyvat appears very transparent. Even with the naked eye, you can easily see the sky full of stars.

Although she understood that the stars in the sky were just illusions of the false sky, the sky engraved with the fate of Teyvat still made her tense heart feel a little relaxed.

No matter how taut the bowstring is, there will always be a moment when it relaxes, and Nashida is no exception.

"Little King of Grass, I finally found you. What are you doing here?"

A familiar voice came from beside me. I turned around and saw that it was a cute Lanaro who was greeting me.

Noticing the other person's yellow-green leaves and the red scarf around his neck, Nashida almost immediately knew the identity of the visitor.

"Hello, Lan Luomo."

Then Nashida stood up and walked to Lan Rama, stretched out her two little hands and hugged it in her arms, even pulling up the small leaves on its head.

At first, Lanrama struggled a little, but soon it calmed down and let Nashida manipulate it.

Although the Lanaros don't like being treated like this by the Naras, they can still accept it if it is the King of Grass.

"It's been a long time since we last met. How is Huan Nalan now?"

Noticing Lan Rama's reaction, Nashida stopped touching the leaves on his head and turned back to the slope where she had just sat down.

She still had a very high degree of favorability towards the responsible Lanaro, so she just couldn't help herself for a moment.

Definitely not intentional!

"Since Muruta was destroyed by you, everyone has been living well and has made many new Nara friends."

Sitting in Nashida's arms, Lan Rama first rubbed her chest, and then began to tell about the changes that had taken place in Huanalana after she left.

After a part of the Restoration Army arrived in the rain forest, Nashida began to select a group of upright people and entered Huanalana with Dishia.

From now on, it seems that they are getting along pretty well. At least Lanaro and others no longer lack help.

"King of Grass, you haven't told me why you came here today."

After telling about his recent experiences, in the spirit of asking one question after another, Lan Rama asked Nashida this question again.

This time when he came to the camp of the Renaissance Army, Lan Luomo actually took on the role of a courier, bringing the soldiers' letters from home from afar.

However, after completing its mission and wanting to look for the King of Grass, it did not find anyone in Nashida's tent.

Fortunately, a black-skinned Nala who loved to tell jokes pointed it out in the direction where Nashida left, and it followed Nashida's breath all the way here.

Now that it has found someone, its little head is also very curious about this. After all, according to other Lanaros, the King of Grass is almost always with those Naras.

"This..."

Looking at Lan Rama's expectant look, Nashida felt a little headache.

You can't say that she suddenly became a little emo and wanted to go out and do some fishing.

"The moon is very beautiful today. I came out to see it because I am also the moon in a way."

Gently stroking Lan Rama's head, Nashida gave a reason that she thought was reasonable.

Anyway, the Lannaros are simple-minded and won’t think too much about the meaning behind this.

Otherwise, if she was really asked to explain in detail the sadness of human beings, it would be a huge task.

However, looking at the bright moon in the sky, her thoughts couldn't help but be associated with the figure she had seen in the Hall of the Epiphany before.

More than a year has passed since they last saw each other. During this period, she has tried to find him, but all ended in failure.

As if something was missing, after that abnormal change, the golden ball of light deep in the consciousness space returned to normal.

Apart from being able to query Blue Star information as usual, none of the other functions were activated.

Even some of the Blue Star objects that were thrown over when the passage was accidentally widened after she was fed forbidden knowledge, she has never seen any of them again.

The other party's identity, his own mysterious lost memory, and the mysterious metaphor, all these questions were no longer answered after the other party lost contact.

I can only say that he is worthy of being the god of wisdom, as he is very adept at being a riddle teller.

"I don't know when we can meet again."

With a sigh, Nashida stopped thinking about this question and turned to look at Lanaro in her arms.

Because she had a feeling that maybe the time for them to meet again was not far away...

"Lan Luomo, is there something important that you came to see me for this time?"

According to past experience, although the Lanaros are very attached to me, they shouldn't come to me specially, so something unusual must be happening.

"It's not a big deal. Lan Minali asked me to ask the King of Grass that Lan Ningba hasn't returned to Huanalana for a long time. I wonder if you have seen Lan Ningba outside."

Lan Rama, who had been immersed in Nashida's gentle embrace, finally remembered the purpose of his trip after being reminded by Nashida.

"But Lanningba is always like this. He always runs to a very far place by himself and then comes back without saying a word. This time is probably the same."

Although he came to ask for help from Nashida, Lan Rama did not take it too seriously. After all, every Lannaro knew that Lanningba had such a character.

It's just that this time it was too long, so Lan Ningba's good friend Lan Minali asked it to come and ask the King of Grass.

"Is that so? I haven't seen it either. But I will pay more attention to Lanningba's whereabouts in the future."

Nashida naturally had no reason to disagree with this and agreed directly.

But she did not hold out any hope for this, because she knew that Lanningba, the traveling-loving Lanaro, was probably still dormant in the Layered Abyss.

And since Laningba had already started her journey to Teyvat before she went to Huanalana, she had no chance to establish a vassal contract with the other party.

Otherwise, she would definitely transfer some power to the other party through the contract and make it come back directly.

As for now, she still has to focus on the current situation in Xumi. After liberating Xumi, she will bring Lanaro back when she goes to Liyue.

Chapter 85: Seniors and Juniors

"Jawar, hurry up and stop fiddling with your broken necklace."

Outside the marching tent, several soldiers who belonged to the same combat team as Jawar were impatiently urging him to act.

"He is so punctual on weekdays, but he failed to keep time at this critical moment right before the battle. I really don't know what he was thinking."

Hearing the complaints of his comrades outside the tent, Jawar responded immediately.

"Right away, I'll be right out."

Inside the tent, Jawar was sweating profusely as he pieced together a metal necklace. From his anxious look, it was not difficult to tell that this necklace had a special meaning for him.

However, perhaps because the metal necklace was too slippery, he was unable to put it back together no matter how many times he tried.

As time was running out, Jawar gritted his teeth and decided not to try to put the necklace together again. Instead, he put the broken necklace into the lining of his shirt and rushed out of the tent.

"Why are you so slow today? If you guys are late, you can go and explain to the team leader. We don't want to be accused of being unorganized and undisciplined for no reason."

After waiting for Jawar to leave, several soldiers who had been waiting for a long time finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then immediately rushed to the assembly point with him.

"I encountered an accident. The protective necklace my father gave me broke for some reason, and it hasn't been reattached yet."

Along the way, Jawar, knowing that he was in the wrong, explained the reason for the incident to several of his companions.

"It is said that this necklace is quite useful. At least my father never encountered any danger in the first half of his life as a mercenary. The only time he was shot by an arrow in the knee."

While explaining, Jawar also showed his family heirloom necklace to several of his companions.

"Okay, okay, no matter how useful this necklace is, can it be more useful than Lord Grass God?"

"Instead of believing this, you should worship the Grass God more."

Naturally, the others didn't believe the effect of the necklace and started to tease Jawar.

But after all, they were good brothers who served in the army together. After this explanation, the dissatisfaction in their hearts had long disappeared.

Finally, after running all the way, Jawar and his companions managed to catch up with the time and arrived at the gathering place on time.

At this moment, the assembly point was filled with stoves of all sizes. The cooks got up early and prepared a hearty breakfast for the soldiers of the Renaissance Army.

After a simple line-up and count, the soldiers rushed to the dining table with a roar as the order to eat was given.

"It seems that the commanders also know that the battle is about to start, so they are giving us a reward."

Grabbing the chicken leg on the table, Lamamba tore off a big piece of meat in one bite, and at the same time, he did not forget to nudge Jawar, who was still gentle and polite beside him, with his elbow.

"It's already this late, why don't you eat quickly?" Then he took out a chicken leg and handed it over.

Jawar, who was used to eating the ranger's meal, took the chicken leg handed to him by his comrade and frowned slightly at the greasy food.

But after all, it was a gift from his comrade, so he finished the chicken leg in no time.

As for why so many oily and salty foods have to be prepared early in the morning, in addition to allowing the soldiers to eat a little more before the battle, physical strength is also an important reason.

No one can guarantee how long the subsequent battle will last, nor how many days the battle will last.

So why not eat a little better before the battle, as it can both boost morale and replenish physical strength?

After realizing this, Jawar stopped worrying too much and started to feast with his comrades.

"By the way, Jawar, I heard from the instructor that this battle is probably our last big battle to liberate Xumi. After this battle, what are your plans?"

Although the food in his mouth was very delicious, a solemn atmosphere had enveloped everyone present. So in order to ease the tense atmosphere, Lamamba started talking to Jawar again while eating.

After spending this period of time together in the military, even though one of them was a desert man and the other a rainforest man, they still established a deep comradeship.

"As for me, I am already so old, without parents, wife or daughter, so I will probably continue to serve in the army. Lord Grass God is kind, and considering our current treatment, serving in the army is still a good way out."

But unlike La Mamba, the old mercenary who once served in the Gilded Brigade, Jawar is still a young and handsome guy, and his future life path will inevitably be different from his.

"As for me, I will probably go back to my hometown to be a village cadre after liberating Xumi."

After Lamamba took the initiative to start talking, Jawar also took over.

He still likes this old senior who has taken good care of him, and is willing to talk to him about his future.

"My father's health is getting worse and worse, and he has been urging me to get married quickly and give them grandchildren."

After taking a big mouthful of rice, Jawar's expression was a little unnatural. Thinking back to old Jai's words urging him to get married every time he returned home, he felt a little chilly.

"That's good. Young people should do what young people should do instead of coming to serve in the army with us."

La Mamba was very satisfied with this arrangement. Seeing that the expression on the other party's face was much more relaxed than before, he laughed heartily.

"Then it's settled. After this battle, I will go to your wedding."

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In the era of cold weapons, fighting in the rainforest was very different from fighting in the desert.

Because in the endless desert, as long as you can ensure the water supply, you can maneuver however you want, change the formation however you want, and there will be almost no concerns about the terrain.

However, in the rainforest, there are fewer tactical options because there are trees and swamps everywhere.

Although small-scale troop battles can still be interspersed throughout the rainforest, if you want to launch a large-scale decisive battle, you can only choose to fight along the supply lines in a few plains areas.

Because the loss of troops in the rainforest is too high and the battle width is insufficient, only the battle width in a few plains areas is large enough for large troops to deploy.

Otherwise, if you forcibly choose to send a large army into the rainforest, the supply problem alone will teach you a lesson.

Moreover, the combat objectives of both sides also determined the form of the battle.