Longmen Memoirs

"some."

"Please wait while I look through the order."

"Not urgent."

She slowly took off the thick gloves on her hands and waited at the door of the tavern. Just as she put the gloves into her bag, the door of the tavern was pushed open a crack from the inside.

"Everyone is here, waiting for you."

Tallulah stepped into the tavern, and the young man closed the door. He turned his head and saw Tallulah taking off her top hat and straightening the raised collar of her coat. Drak's silver hair was pouring out, and his delicate face made him feel like he was seeing her for the first time. The young man looked slightly absent-minded.

"Please follow me." Realizing that he had lost his composure, he hurriedly looked away and rushed to Draco to lead the way.

"Thank you."

The young man led the way. He glanced at the other guy who was lying behind the bar counter and looking over.

"Xiao Er, you stinky bastard, why are you staring at me? I'll dig your eyes out and open the door quickly."

The young man named Shore realized belatedly that he probably wanted to curse a few words, but before he could raise his middle finger, he was interrupted by Tallulah standing behind the young man.

He squatted down behind the counter, and soon the wine cabinets originally on one side of the counter slowly opened to both sides.

Tallulah walked into it. This was a hidden compartment in the tavern. Below the compartment was connected to the cellar where the tavern stored wine. The secret passage extended from the cellar all the way to the intricate sewer system under the block, so that in case of any emergency, People gathered here can be quickly transferred at any time.

The originally noisy discussion room suddenly became quiet.

A pair of eyes fell on Tallulah as she entered, and then slowly turned as her footsteps passed through the crowd who gave way.

Drake seemed to think of the fund-raising meeting he was forced to attend with Kosich in Shevata many years ago. Outstanding young people from many city-states received corresponding prices based on their theories and ideas.

But Tallulah didn't.

Kosich only appears when necessary and only does what is necessary. Apart from that, he rarely makes any noise. This is completely different from his so-called desire to change Ursus.

But there is one thing Tallulah learned very well from Kosiche, not to show her power in exchange for help, because this method of assistance is extremely unreliable.

Tallulah never imagined that years later she would feel this feeling again, but different.

The difference is that as the Duke's adopted daughter, he and the people at the meeting were never on the same page, but now she stands with this group of infected people who also want to live for her own ideals.

Their purpose is not to use their power to gain more wealth, nor is it to improve people's livelihood to make the economy and politics in the territory more stable.

They gather only for solidarity, unity and to survive and pursue a better life against oppression.

Not all of them may have this idea, but Tallulah felt that if even one person in this group had the same idea as her, what she did was not meaningless.

She stopped and turned around. The tall Draco looked around. Now here were gathered all the representatives of the infected forces that she and the Integration Movement could contact in Chernobog who were willing to contact them and those who were willing to help the infected. people.

The corners of Tallulah's lips slightly opened, and the gentle and bright light fell on her black coat and short silver hair, and a smile appeared on her lips.

"Everyone, good afternoon. I seem to be a little late. Please don't be offended. There were too many patrolling military police on the road today. I had to change the route several times for this reason."

Inside the tent where the snow monster resides.

Froststar puts down Tallulah's letter.

"Sister, what did Tallulah say in her letter?"

The eyes of the snow monsters fell on her.

"There have been some changes in the plan. Tallulah wrote in her letter that something unexpected might happen. Hmm, she is used to speaking lightly."

Froststar didn't even read the letter brought by the messenger. She was too familiar with Tallulah, so what she said might very well not be possible.

"People in the city will leave the city at 8 o'clock in the evening, Yang Ge, Big D, you take a few people to the predetermined No. [-] pick-up point in advance to prepare, bring the device, I will take people to the No. [-] pick-up point to wait for them, Pate Lova went to inform the guerrillas that if Chernobog’s troops chase them out, I can temporarily drag them out for a while, and the guerrillas must meet me before the enemy’s reinforcements arrive.”

"I know, I'll go right away?"

"Go now, you have three hours to prepare, as do we."

"Then I'll go too, eldest sister." Petrova looked at Frost Star and said.

"it is good."

After several snow monsters led the people away, Frost Star asked again: "Where are Karl and Aurora now?"

"They are in the west of the city, some distance away from us."

"Send a letter telling them that infected people in the city will come towards them and let them be prepared to respond."

"Hey, isn't it our side?" The snow monster was stunned for a moment.

Froststar sighed, and she tapped the snow monster's head with her hand.

"How stupid." She said: "The main force and guerrillas are all in our direction. Bring a group of infected people in the city and lure the enemies in the city over. When the time comes, we will become very passive in the fight."

"what?"

"We are the bait. If there are pursuers coming out of the city, we will be responsible for holding them back and cooperating with the guerrillas to cut off their retreat. Karl and Aurora will lead the people to move. The longer we delay, the safer they will be. And by then , we can choose to retreat at any time, understand."

"I understand." The snow monster suddenly woke up and gave a thumbs up with a sneer: "Sister, you are so smart."

"It's far worse than the one in the city." Froststar muttered.

"what?"

"Nothing, let's go, it's time for us to set off."

No matter how good the situation is, it won't go wrong to prepare early. It doesn't matter even if nothing happens. At worst, it will be a drill if it is more troublesome. The fear is that you will be caught off guard.

They cannot afford too serious losses. Now that we have reached this point, the existence of every soldier is precious.

The infected are their compatriots, but not all infected are their comrades, while every infected person in the integration movement is their compatriot and comrade.

They don't care if the infected are willing to believe in them, help them, and join them. They don't force it on anyone, but they are still willing to fight for the lives and injustice of all infected people.

It is this idea that brings them together. The person who represents this idea now is Tallulah, and then everyone in the integration movement can represent this idea. Even in the future, the infected will be able to identify with this idea. .

Tallulah was right.

It was never one person who brought them together, but each of them, each infected person who was criticized by this land and oppressed by Ursus, seeking to survive and resist this injustice.

It is their like-mindedness, their understanding, recognition and acceptance of each other.

Even if no one cares about the infected, the infected still have each other. Even if they lose their family members, they can become each other's family. All the infected can work together. This is the true meaning of the integration movement.

Integrate the suffering of the infected, integrate the demands of the infected, and integrate the power of the infected.

To find a home for the infected, a home that belongs to the infected is the mission and ideal of each of them, and now, they are walking on this road.

The road is long, and the road is long and difficult.

Chapter 38 Chernobog Tavern Meeting

"Everyone, good afternoon. I seem to be a little late. Please don't be offended. There were too many patrolling military police on the road today. I had to change the route several times for this reason."

Drake's eyes scanned every face in the tavern cubicle one by one. Some were unfamiliar and some were familiar. Since entering Chernobog, this was the first time she had officially been here as the leader of the integration movement. In this kind of office opening, you will come into contact with the infected forces and people who are close to the infected people in Qicheng.

Tallulah opened her mouth slightly, with a natural and friendly smile on her face.

In the eyes of everyone in the tavern, the leader of the integration movement in front of them was too young, and she was beyond the imagination of everyone in Chicheng.

There is a reason why I chose now to contact the infected forces in Chicheng.

The integration movement has just arrived, and it is impossible to gain the recognition and trust of the infected people and people in Qicheng in a short period of time. These three months are a buffer period for each other, allowing the infected people and relevant people in Qicheng to have a clear understanding of the integration. They have a relatively intuitive understanding of the movement and what they do. At the same time, they also secretly promote the idea of ​​integrating the movement and wait for the response of the urban infected.

They didn't have to do this.

Tallulah has already contacted Lyudmila, but Chernobog is very large, and the infected group that Lyudmila can come into contact with is just one of the infected forces hidden in the city. In this way, since Ursus has such a strict policy on infected people, the infected people in the city can barely survive and support themselves, there should be a force behind them or themselves to support them in such a severe situation. Survive the situation.

As for those who are recommended by the infected or who support the infected to survive in Chernobog, of course they cannot be easily persuaded by simple ideas. Similarly, Tallulah is not prepared to persuade them simply by the idea of ​​​​integrating the movement. .

The Integration Movement has already established a good foundation for contact and cooperation with the infected people in Qicheng's black market. Although Azazel's personnel has still not made a clear position, and Tallulah was not present to see the Li who she visited twice. Old Man Boli, but Tallulah had reason to believe that this private gathering of Chernobog's infected forces would eventually reach Azazel's ears.

This reminded Tallulah of the scene when she first saw the Patriot in the snowy field a long time ago.

They are probably all the same type of people, people who cannot be easily convinced no matter how sincere or beautiful words are. Usually they will not easily believe what you say, they will only use their eyes to see what you do.

Tallulah liked this feature.

Although she really hoped to gain the support of Azazel and the doctor named Herag, and although she had learned their replies several times from Miss Nayin who was beside Herag, Tallulah believed that, One day they will be with Azazel.

Pack up your mood.

Facing the quiet tavern, Drake began her speech.

"Some of you here know me, and some of you may not be very familiar with me. Let me introduce myself first." She raised her hand and gently pressed it on the edge of the tavern table next to her.

"I am the current leader of the Integration Movement, Tallulah Atrias. To this Chernobog, I may be a stranger. In my eyes, Chernobog is a strange city in Ursus. City, but everyone here is no stranger to it. Ursus is used to calling people like us the infected, scum, scum, and bastards. Personally, I am more accustomed to calling each other... compatriots."

"Compatriots of infected people, everyone present, some of them may not be infected, but friends, relatives, siblings of infected people. Likewise... I am also used to calling these people my compatriots."

"I think you are not here today to listen to me talk about how Ursus treats infected people, or perhaps the treatment of infected people in Ursus. We all know these things well. After all... no one will They know better than we do the treatment of infected people and the harm Ursus has done to our compatriots over the years."

"I thought I didn't have to talk about this anymore, so what else could I say?"

"I thought about this issue for a long time on the way here. Apart from Ursus's treatment of the infected, what else can I say to arouse everyone's sympathy? I found that there is really too much I can say. "

"For example, I think I won't be able to tell you all in one day about all the things I encountered and happened on the way from the snowfield to the south of Ursus and to Chernobog."

There was a pause in her words.

There was no response, just a pair of eyes falling on the young leader, quietly waiting for her next words.

"I'm here."

"I'm not here to tell the infected compatriots in Chernobog whether we should resist the oppression and humiliation of us by Ursus."

"I'm here."

"This is not to tell you that the infected must have their own ideals, stand up against Ursus, and take up arms to retaliate against those who have treated us harshly."

"I'm here."

"It's also not to use words to confuse you and tell you what to do and what to do. I hope you will risk your life and be killed by Ursus' army."

"I am here today for one thing only."

"Because the infected people in Chernobog need us, because the hundreds of years of suffering and torture that Ursus has imprisoned on the infected people must eventually come to an end, and this end should not be decided by me, but by you... …It is the poor people who live in Ursus like us, whether they are infected or Ursus, it is the suffering and pain that Ursus has inflicted on us over the past hundreds of years.”

"It is the terrible instrument of torture of the Ursus Empire that separated our wives and left us in constant fear."

"For hundreds of years, the Chernobogs and the infected people on Ursus have had enough of this kind of life. For hundreds of years, we have lived on this land and been manipulated and treated like livestock. , to punish them harshly, the Ursus Empire raised the whip high, and every whip mark was stained with the blood of the infected and the weak."

"Because of what?"

"Because the infected are numb, because the empire has taught us to obey with hundreds of years of education, because in the eyes of the Ursus Empire, it is human nature to prey on the weak and the strong, because we and Ursus have become accustomed to it, but I don't see it that way."

"I believe that there is no distinction between noble and inferior in human life. I believe that the most fundamental reason for the current situation of the infected is not because of the power and invincibility of Ursus and the imperial army."

"The Ursans boast that their army is invincible, and they boast of their strength and force, but we are not afraid of these, and these things cannot make us feel timid at all."

"The fundamental reason why we are in this situation is because we will not unite, because the infected do not understand their own power, and because we do not understand the meaning of resistance."

"So here I am."

Tallulah never believed that words could easily change people's inherent ideas, but since someone is here today, it means that he has at least had this idea, is willing to accept new ideas, and is also willing to think about it.

This is enough.

Tallulah should never ask for too much, at least she would not dare to ask an infected person who does not know any professional knowledge to immediately become enlightened and discern right from wrong after listening to a high-level lecture.

The accumulation of knowledge and the change of concepts require an extremely long process. It is not just the guidance of simple words, but also the occurrence of actual situations. Only the combination of the two can create a seed called belief, and this kind of For faith to take root and take root in people's hearts, it requires perseverance and perseverance.

Rather, it was written in a book that has gradually become the theoretical foundation of the entire movement to this day, a constant battle over ideas and the direction of the integrated movement itself.

It will not remain static, it will progress with everyone in the integration movement at each stage of the integration movement, until they succeed in ingraining these concepts into the hearts of every infected person, until they will never be able to do this.

In a clinic in the lower town of Chernobog.

The tall white-haired old man Li Boli stood at the window on the second floor of the clinic and looked in the other direction.

There was a soft knock on the door.

"Please come in."

The black-haired young woman pushed open the door and entered, and Herage looked away.

"If you care so much, why don't you go and see for yourself."