Longmen Memoirs

Wei Na suddenly asked.

"You are worried that letting Indra and the others directly participate in this war will change their original ideas. Maybe they followed me at the beginning, but they were not actually prepared, but these, our current encounters, and future encounters will change What some of them think." Wei Na seemed to have seen through Chen Mo's thoughts: "Some of them may regret leaving with me and creating some gaps with me."

She is indeed not as undisciplined as she usually seems.

"War will change many people's minds, Vina." Chen Mo did not deny it: "Neither they nor you have been exposed to this. Although the life in Londinium was occasionally turbulent, it was still peaceful, at least it would not suddenly happen. Losing your companions, at least they can still do something while they are in Londinium. You told them what you might encounter in the future, but it is one thing to talk about it, and another thing to actually encounter it."

"Sometimes we think we are ready, but in fact when we actually face it, we know exactly what we will think." Chen Mo said: "Indra and the others are not warriors yet, they need you to tell them what they should do. , and you need them, you need someone by your side.”

"...What about you?" Wei Na suddenly asked.

Her voice was low, but it was enough to ring clearly in Chen Mo's ears in the quiet room.

Wei Na's eyes fell on Chen Mo, and her golden pupils reflected Chen Mo's figure.

"Having told me this, are you mentally prepared for what you said, Gurney?" Vina asked: "You participated in this war that does not belong to you for Sakaz, but now your situation is not the same. Not optimistic, you actually know what you are doing, but you have not planned for yourself.”

"..."

Chen Mo didn't answer.

"If one day, the war in Kazdare is over and you have completed what you have done for Sakaz, what will you do next?" She asked: "Will Sakaz let you leave easily? , they have ended this war, what will your situation be like, and what you are doing now, to the Tower of Babel, how will they view you."

"Actually, you know it all in your heart, Gurney." She sighed softly: "But you still didn't stop. You obviously have no reason to stay in Kazdare anymore. You won't make any decision easily. You're used to thinking about the consequences, but you didn't this time, and I've noticed a change in you since we met again in this country."

"It's not that time yet, Wei Na." Chen Mo said. "Before that, we still have a lot of problems that we haven't solved yet."

"Sooner or later the day will come."

"Then let's wait until then."

"If you wait until that day and you have nowhere to go, I hope you can..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but Chen Mo already knew what she wanted to say.

But Vina herself doesn't know if she can return to Londinium and her motherland. She is now drifting away. Maybe she feels that she is not qualified to say this.

"There will be a day when you will return to Londinium, but maybe we will all have some changes by then, some changes that we may not expect." Chen Mo said: "Don't always think so much, some things should happen It will happen naturally, some things shouldn't happen, even if you think about it, it will not change. You are the leader of the Glasgow Gang, Indra and the others have put their lives in your hands, don't let them down, Miss Wildcat."

"Well done, Felin."

Hogg unhooked his gloves, and the Sakaz man, who had broken off one of his horns, reached out to Indra below at the ambush site where the battle ended outside the ruins.

"Thanks, uncle."

Indra grabbed his arm and jumped up neatly from the ruins below.

The smoke has not dissipated yet, filling the tip of the nose and sight are the mess left by the torrent of blood and spells. The soldiers are cleaning the wounds and patrolling the battlefield.

Indra rubbed her sore wrist. Just now, she jumped into the tunnel below in time to avoid the explosives detonated by the Sakaz.

The Sakaz were all crazy, she figured it out.

"You saved your life."

"I'm very lucky. It's not that easy to die." Indra said goodbye and replied, raising his hand to wipe the dust from his face.

"You should have killed him directly instead of just knocking him down, Felin."

"……I see."

"I can't do it."

"Don't underestimate me, uncle."

"Ha, if adults hadn't asked me to watch you, I wouldn't have had the time to play house with you." Hogg said. She looked at Indra in front of her: "You have grown up very quickly. You have to adapt to the battlefield." The speed is beyond my imagination, but it is not enough. You may not know that the way each Sarkaz adapts to the battlefield is surprisingly consistent, either dying on the battlefield or watching his companions die on the battlefield."

"You have no grudges against the enemy, and you don't even know each other's lives. But here, you have only one choice. Don't be soft, Feilin. You don't want to regret it because of your softness. If you still have a chance to regret it, if."

"I will remember your reminder." Indra did not refute.

She actually knew what she was doing, and she did not kill the Sarkaz just now. She just confirmed that the Sarkaz had no ability to resist, but this oversight almost killed her.

"Just remembering is not enough. Remember to write a check when you go back."

"Ha, hey, isn't it? Check..."

Indra shouted, check, she has never written anything like this.

"How should I write that thing..."

"Whatever you want, just to give you a long memory."

Indra wanted to argue, but Hogg's eyes told her that she couldn't refuse. She looked at Hogg leaving and kicked a stone at her feet with a grimace.

Scout looked at the unfamiliar figures among the members leaving the court over there, until Hogg appeared in front of him.

"You arrived half an hour later than the agreed time, Scout."

"We met a reconnaissance team on the way, and we had a face-to-face meeting with them."

"I take it you guys won?"

"You guessed it right, Hogg." Scout smiled: "It's been a long time since we last met. This is the first time the two of us have met on the battlefield since we cooperated in chasing down the escaped high-level personnel in the industrial zone."

"Your professionalism is still fresh in my memory." Hogg stretched out his hand, and Scout held his palm: "I hope you didn't bring us any bad news?"

"A week ago, the army on the Western Front crossed the Salia Plain. They encountered an ambush while passing through the canyon and suffered heavy losses. The parliament temporarily decided to reorganize the offensive plan on the Western Front. We received news that three magician regiments were setting off to In Belgrade behind the canyon, they will plan to reorganize a new defense line from there. If the eastern front cannot make the planned progress, I estimate that Babel will be forced to reduce the offensive on the entire western front."

"Is the news reliable?"

"It is reliable that His Highness's influence on the Military Council has not diminished."

Hogg did not pursue the source.

"Is your goal the Eastern Front or the Western Front?"

"The Western Front." Scout said: "The Tower of Babel sent a magician regiment, and we were accompanied by troops composed of various former Sakaz mercenary regiments. They will go to support the offensive plan on the Western Front. The Belgrade-established The defense line still needs time, and His Highness hopes that we can open a breakthrough."

Hogg frowned, sensing the Tower of Babel's point of view from Scout's answer.

"...The Tower of Babel doesn't seem to be looking forward to the offensive on the eastern front?"

"We all know who formed the regiment on the Eastern Front. Although the Congress did not stop the scheduled winter offensive, it does not rule out what they would do. If not...I mean if it were not for the meeting two weeks ago, they The action may be even more obvious than it is now.”

"Because they don't see any benefit."

"Not only this, I suspect that the Pardoner may have found them. The whereabouts of this group of people are elusive. They have great influence on the upper levels of Sakaz."

Hogg was silent for a moment, and Scout's answer made him slightly raise the corners of his mouth.

"So how many enemies do we have, Scout? In the council at Grai, or in the war we're in now."

"There are too many to count." Scout took out the cigarettes in his bag and handed them to Hogg. The latter shook his head and lit them himself: "Our enemies may become allies, and allies may become enemies. There are not many in the parliament. A guy who is really for Kazdaele, all they care about is how much benefit they can get before the end of this war, and before that, they can control the direction of this war at will."

"What do you think, Your Highness?"

"Your Highness has done enough, Hogg, we don't want to admit it, but Kazdaele does need this group of people, at least now we need them, even if they have evil intentions and their own agenda." Scout said, shaking off his fingers Sharp Ashes: "The battlefield is being cut into countless pieces. Except for the eastern and western fronts, whether it is people from various lords or clans, or in the Tower of Babel, you and us, all Sakaz are meeting in this battlefield. , to find out any information that may be beneficial to you."

Hogg sighed.

"It's the same as before."

"It's more chaotic than before. In the past, the Sakaz mercenaries roamed this land and just fought on their own, but now it's different. On the surface, they are now integrated by two opposing forces, but in fact, the two forces are different. Behind the power there are countless shadow promoters."

"We knew this day would come, Scout. The battlefield has expanded and more people have died than before. But apart from these, nothing has changed. Whether it is the army or the mercenaries, they are always pawns in the hands of others."

"Are you complaining?"

"No, I'm not complaining." Hogg shook his head: "I'm just telling the facts. I know exactly what I'm doing now. It was in the past and is still happening now. The war has not changed, but we are being consumed."

"Many Sakaz are being consumed, but His Highness hopes that Sakaz should not be consumed pointlessly, and we are doing this now."

"You have been with His Highness for too long, Scout. His Highness's thoughts have affected you, but I am different from you. In my opinion, it doesn't matter whether we are consumed or whether we voluntarily participate in this war. Hogg looked at Scout and said, "I just want a result, a result that may be good or bad."

"This is...Chen, what do you think?"

Scout opened his mouth. He wanted to ask more, but he didn't know how to ask.

"This is the thought of leaving the court." Hogg knew what Scout wanted to say: "Unlike you, after entering this war, we no longer have any expectations. Adults often say that we should think more about the future. But Scout, we are not fools, we know very well what we do now and what we will face in the future."

"Maybe none of us will have a good end, but rather than die somewhere on the battlefield as a mercenary, in the land outside Kazdare, I would rather stay and make my death more meaningful."

"We think the same."

Scout looked at Hogg in front of him and remembered the first time he saw this man. He had become a member of Li Ting, the infamous Li Ting. They first appeared in Kazdale. On the land, they still started as a group of Sakaz mercenaries.

Scout knows more than others, he knows the origin of this army, he knows everything Chen Mo and Dr. have done for Li Ting, and he also knows His Highness's concern for Li Ting.

They were given a mission the day they were formed, and the original Brother Chen, no, or the current leader of Li Ting, his path had already been written when he joined the Tower of Babel.

"Let's go, I'll take you to our station. I don't think you suddenly appeared here."

When Scout saw Chen Mo, the latter was dealing with documents piled up in front of his desk. Scout's eyes glanced at Feilin, who was taking a nap on the sofa, and he consciously withdrew his gaze.

He repeated the conversation with Hogg.

Chen Mo understood Scout's purpose.

"The Tower of Babel's opinion is that you want us to act together with you to go to the Western Front to destroy the unfinished defense line in Belgrade?"

"Yes, but before leaving, the doctor thinks you can make your own judgment on the situation."

"In other words, we are not in the command line on the Western Front, is that what you mean?" Chen Mo asked: "How much do you know about that defense line?"

"Trasis removed three reorganized magician regiments, and the troops deployed on the Western Front include the third, sixth, and originally reorganized Yuan Sakaz mercenary regiments on the Western Front, as well as the stationed No. The total strength of the Seventh Army exceeds [-], and our military strength, including the two legions rushing to the Western Front and the transferred mercenaries, totals [-]."

"So the success or failure of the Western Front can already determine the direction of this war?"

"Will Tracy show up?"

"There is a high possibility. According to our spies, Traces is most likely to personally command this battle."

Chen Mo put down his pen.

"So I can conclude that Traces has been aware of the dispute between the Tower of Babel and the Parliament. He is determined to take the initiative before the winter offensive and seize the opportunity before the conflict between the Tower of Babel and the Parliament is completely resolved." Chen Mo said: "How many trustworthy members are there in the parliament, and how many are not involved with Tracys? He is forcing us and the parliament to make a decision and expanding the contradiction between the two parties."

"...The doctor also has this view." Scout said: "But the doctor believes that this is also an opportunity for us. The opportunity is for both sides, and whoever wins this local battle can determine the future direction of the entire Kazdaele."

"But at present, the situation is very unfavorable to us." Chen Mo said: "I originally thought that Tracy would take action in response to this conflict, but it would not be so sudden."

"The doctor speculates that this may be related to changes in Victoria." Scout explained: "So far, the information we have received vaguely indicates that the possible cooperative relationship between Victoria and Tracy has become extremely unstable due to certain circumstances. , Traces is under a lot of pressure, and he must create a bigger situation for himself before his allies abandon him."

"So, we don't have accurate information to tell us why Tracy decided to advance the war on the entire Western Front. Whether it was to burn the boat or have other plans, we have no way of knowing. The real purpose behind his actions."

"Yes, after losing the industrial area, our spies received less and less information, and the number of times Traces came forward was also limited." Scout said.

"What about His Highness?" Chen Mo asked: "Will Your Highness personally go to the Western Front to supervise the war?"

"His Highness did not respond, but I think that if Traces appears on the battlefield, His Highness will also go."

"So, the war is almost over."

"Yes, the war is almost over, but before the war ends, this battle will determine the life and death of all of us." Scout replied.

"But after the battle, we may have to face a new battlefield." Chen Mo said: "I know your purpose, Scout. I will order you to leave the court and rush to the Western Front to go with you."

"it is good."

"Then let me ask some more personal questions." Chen Mo said, "How is His Highness's condition?"

"As usual, Ms. Kelsey is always with His Highness."

"That's something we have to consider as well."

"Yes, the doctor also believes that His Highness's condition is one of the main reasons why the members of Parliament still decide to support this war."

"That Custer, is she one of the heirs chosen by His Highness?" Chen Mo asked.

Scout was stunned.

"Ascalon protected Amiya very well."

"If one day, His Highness is gone, Scout, will you continue to follow the heir chosen by His Highness? If Theresia's condition cannot support the stabilization of Kazdaele's domestic situation after the end of this war, what we are doing now Everything you do will be in vain.”

"I will obey His Highness's orders...if that day does come and I haven't died on the battlefield."

Scout said so.

He didn't hear Chen Mo's answer.