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"You have always been smarter, smarter than your two brothers. Zhai is mainly here, and you tell him about it. Although it's not useful now, it can make him leave an impression."

"Not useful?" Albert Lumont took Qing Shui, his eyes widened in surprise:

"Father, what do you mean? Why doesn't such important news come in handy?"

"Because there are too many troubles. Little Ah, there are too many troubles in the village. Even if the king comes over, I am afraid that they will not be able to deal with them." Yu Beier blinked and began to sigh repeatedly:

"So many houses were burned and it was finally put out. At the north gate, someone tried to run away just now, but the militiamen found out that the fighting almost killed people. There is also the church, alas, there is no crying there. After breaking, many children got sick from fright, and they all depended on Doctor Messier to take care of them. By the way, I saw Isabella just now. She caught a gangster who molested a woman and tied a rope to the whole village. This kind of thing. Scum, it will definitely come out again. Oh, it will definitely come out again..."

"We are desperate on the wall," Little Albert's eyes widened with anger, his hands trembling:

"This bunch of dog bastards took advantage of the fire in the village! Ask me to tell me that the scum can't stay. Now they are fighting, they should be treated as deserters and hanged one by one!"

"Hanging, hacking, drowning in the water, they deserve it. But now there is no one, so you can't let them chop themselves with a knife? Don't worry, hey, don't be angry. Let's get some cheese, this The piece is made of mountain milk, and it is delicious." Hubert Lumeng is an adult after all, and he is calmer than his younger son in speaking and doing things:

"Hey, that's right. You have to eat rice. The more things you have, the more you have to be full. Where did you talk about it? Oh yes, when it comes to manpower. Little, there is a shortage of people everywhere in the village. I heard people say that even the family members of the elder’s family were called out to take care of the wounded. That’s not enough, because the Nanzhai Wall also has colorful numbers to send over, and there are still a lot of people. Look, these troublesome things, just rely on Village Lord Gerald himself, are you busy? Wait a moment, he can listen to you to finish, it’s not bad."

"Too busy, he has to be busy." Little Albert chewed on the salty cheese, his eyes drifting to the ruins of the butcher's house, his eyebrows frowned more and more:

"Bunkers are responsible for firing guns. Infantry is responsible for hacking people. The village owner has to be responsible for the overall situation, otherwise why be this official? Dad, wait, I will help the boss to figure out the priorities, and I can’t just take care of the chores. Twice, twice but three times, but those murderers who slaughtered outsiders must be tracked down. Don't stop me, no one will stop me. Someone has to do this!"

Huber was taken aback by his son.Then he talked for a long time, and he kept persuading his boy not to make trouble.But the little Albert was stubborn and couldn't hear even a word.In desperation, the host of Lu Meng had to divert the subject and talked about his wife and daughter who had taken refuge in the church.

According to him, Mrs. Lumont and Albert's little sister are both in good spirits, can eat and sleep, and have enough diapers."Your mother also sent a message to Isabella and gave me a severe training." When talking about his family, not only did the cloud on his face disappeared, but he even smiled:

"She blames me for being too hard and trying to put out the fire. She also blames me for being too cruel, watching you go to the wall and guarding the village. At that time, I asked Isabella to bring me back and said that there is no danger here. You are also alive and kicking. I am here Watching from behind, the owner of the village gave such a good armor, the British-German-Blue soldiers can only stare. But I said these things to make your mother feel at ease. Boy, is it enough to fight and what? You? See if this will work. After you see the village owner, you finish saying what you want to say, and then retire to the square as soon as possible? Lan Zhi and the old man are all there with them, and they will take care of them and decide that nothing will happen."

"I won't go to the square." Little Albert categorically denied his father's suggestion, surprised himself:

"Father, didn't I just say that, the baron hasn't given up on it yet. I must do something big at night. Even if I don't have the strength to swing a sword, I have to stay on the wall to help. Let's defeat it and run back to the broken castle with bare butts!"

"Good point." The voice of Gerard Chevalier, the owner of Kotweimel, came slowly from the wall ladder.In the blink of an eye, he boarded the wall and appeared in front of Little Albert. Then, as many adults would do, he reached out and messed up the Lumen boy's hair again:

"However, it's too cheap for him to run naked. The robber should die naked and be pecked into a skeleton by a crow. If you dare to run out of the nest, burn, kill, and looting, then this is doomed!"

Gerrard's plate armor was still spotless, gleaming like bright silver.Although his face is exhausted, his beard and hair are all neatly combed, obviously after careful care.Under the setting sun, he is like a figure walking out of an oil painting, and the light eclipses the entourage behind him.

Little Albert looked at the village owner and couldn't help thinking about it for a while.He extremely longed that he was an adult, and he had developed a superb martial arts, standing on the wall wearing the same imposing armor."Zhai——Mr. Chevalier!" After reluctantly stabilizing his mind, he straightened his waist and straightened his right index finger toward the pennant:

"The battle flag is there! It's been flying all the time, it hasn't fallen down! The robber wanted to cut off the flagpole, and wanted to take down the wall, but I—I mean, I looked at Uncle Paul and brought the people— The soldiers pissed off their ass and slaughtered hundreds of Tommy boys! Mr. Chevalier, the Dongzhai Gate is still yours now and will always be yours!"

"Ours." Gerard Chevalier smiled with two rows of white teeth, obviously in a very good mood.He patted the young Albert on the shoulder, turned to face the militia-soldier guarding the wall, and began to give a speech full of breath:

"The gate of the wall is ours. The wall of the wall is ours. The village of Kotweimel will always be ours! Brothers, you are well-deserved heroes, and the ambition of our Franks is soaring! I promise you that you will die in battle. Brothers are all cared for, and the wounded can be treated with all their strength. When the enemy gets out, I will not only report your military exploits to the Duke, but also give me a personal reward to ensure that you can bathe with champagne and roast beef legs every day. !"

As soon as this statement was made, the nearby civilians, soldiers, and handymen immediately burst into cheers like a tsunami:

"Hurrah! Long live!!"

"Follow the boss! I won't change this life!!"

"Go to the baron! The village owner is the strongest!!"

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