Chapter 185 Blow and Excitement

The afternoon light poured down, over the black and gray city walls, illuminating a large area of ​​the residence.

Throughout the year, winter is the coldest, especially in the north. However, the sunshine in the winter afternoon here is also the most comfortable. It is warm but not dry. When it shines on the body, it always makes people feel lazy from the bones, and then gives rise to the urge to take a nap.

Borg's mind is dizzy now. This is certainly not because he wants to sleep. He is thinking about something in a trance, and his mood is complicated. So much so that when someone said hello from a distance while walking on the road, he ignored them.

Because of the extraordinary performance of a certain team...or rather, the disruption, the two battles in the morning had ended long ago, and the outcome was self-evident, with the Fourth Army's Spear Regiment winning a resounding victory. If it hadn't been for the minor conflict that broke out between the officers of the two armies and the reprimand given by the old Marshal Oumeng, he would have even been able to go home in time for lunch.

To be honest, these two confrontations, which later turned into a battle of morale between the two armies, really had little to do with him. Perhaps the most rewarding thing is that he received verbal praise from Marshal Oumeng. This is not easy and rare. But Borg's current mood can't be said to be happy... He is a little confused and confused now... and there is a little bit of fear hidden deep in his heart that he doesn't want to face.

To what extent can a person be brave enough to fight against ten or one hundred enemies? After all, there is an end and a limit. Only when you can control tens of thousands of men and horses, point with your hand, make the iron hooves churn, and make the earth shake and the sky tremble, this is the real power!

This is what my father said, and it is also Borg's goal. But after watching those two battles, this originally unswerving goal became a bit unreal... Borg didn't have a good impression of Twain, it could even be said to be resentful, that was for sure. There are many reasons for this. He is not as strong as the other party, his loved ones are injured and he has no choice but to do anything, and his beloved woman also favors him... It can be said that as a man, in this world where the strong is respected, Borg was completely beaten.

But despite this, Borg still did not give up. In terms of strength, Borg knew there was no chance. Along the way, he knew better than anyone how fast Tang En's strength was growing. However, he also has his own advantages, which is his unique talent in tactics. Recently, he has worked hard to study with Omen and has benefited a lot. He originally thought that when he grew into a general with a large number of soldiers, he would be able to look down on his opponent and prove to Josiah who was the strongest!

But now Tang En has appeared with gray space. To be honest, although Borg was very optimistic about gray space before, it was in other fields. In his heart, he also believed that this team was not suitable for survival on the battlefield. But the fact is that these few dozen people toyed with the applause of a regiment of soldiers.

What if the gray space becomes larger in the future? If his strength continues to grow...if he has thousands of troops in his hands, will the opponent be able to easily defeat them?

..."Huh..." Borg shook his head, took a long breath, and walked into the gate of the family gathering place.

The Gray Army has no special privileges, and its leader Luo Sha only lives in an ordinary house. However, Borg's Elvis family had too many people, so they set aside a separate place to live.

The area is not large, but you can tell at a glance that it is somewhat different from other buildings in the station. The most obvious one is the front yard you see after passing through the gate. It is the habit of ordinary people to build yards behind their houses to dry clothes or raise poultry.

There are several potted plants placed in the corner of the front yard. Although they are just ordinary flowers and plants, watching them sway gently in the wind still makes you feel that there is something elegant in them.

If it were the former manor, there should be master-level sculptures there... Shaking his head with a complicated expression, Berg walked to the front hall, and his thoughts began to swirl again.

That's right, I used to be a noble, so why don't I learn ceremonial sword skills? Why can't he win against a commoner with muddy legs now? I can't figure it out... And that Josiah is obviously a noble. He should be used to this kind of lifestyle and only likes people in this circle. But why are you always so ordinary to me? I can’t figure it out... Could it be because I am not a noble now? No, no, I'm thinking too much, thinking too much... Wasn't that Philip's name also unsuccessful... Patting his forehead lightly, Berg forced to dispel the meaningless thoughts in his mind.

Gray Space was just using tricks this time. On the battlefield, how could they destroy the command post and capture officers at all levels so easily? Well, I'm on the right track...why on earth doesn't Josiah like me? What's wrong with me... I don't want this, I don't want this... Ahhhhhh... Borg suddenly squatted at the door of the front hall with his head in his hands, opening his mouth wide and roaring silently. With a ferocious face and dejected movements, he looked extremely frustrated.

"...This time is an opportunity. After the city publicity plan is launched, it is imperative to establish a secret contact point in the city. Enoch, you strive to win the leadership of this organization."

"I have no problem, but brother, this involves intelligence, it's very sensitive..."

“That’s why we need it even more!”

"...Well, that's true."

"This area didn't have much use before, and it was always taken care of by Luo Sha. Now she can no longer be distracted by the many things in the station, so she needs to find someone who is directly responsible to her... Now our problem is how to squeeze out the other few .”

"Understood! Who else specifically?"

"A few unrelated people, haha, mainly the guys standing behind them who think they have seniority... It's funny to say that my whole life was just to cultivate farmland, but now I want to desperately grab power. I really don’t know what to say... If this position wasn’t so important, I would really like to leave it to them to see how they manage this huge organization like a vegetable garden.”

"Haha, what a pity this opportunity to see a joke is."

"It will happen in the future. By the way, there is another person who is more troublesome."

"who?"

"Josiah!"

Borg outside the house had already calmed down. Although he heard some of the conversations in the house, he naturally wouldn't think much about it in his current mood. He was about to reach out and knock on the door, but was stopped by the sudden appearance of "Josiah".

"Josiah..." After a pause, the voice in the room started again, "Isn't she in the Propaganda Department? How come she wants to fight for this position?"

Oh, it’s my father and third uncle Enoch! Berg nodded, and then he couldn't help but wonder why they were discussing Joshua?

"That's what Luo Sha means. She is different from those old guys who have little knowledge. It's impossible that she doesn't understand the importance of this position. She just wants to find someone she feels more at ease with."

"Huh? Luo Sha doesn't trust us anymore?"

"That's not the case, we are in the same boat now. And even if there is no trust, Luosha will not be stingy with what our family deserves. Haha, she is a smart person and knows our important role."

"That's right...but this matter is difficult to handle. The city promotion plan was originally Josiah's idea, not to mention that she personally participated in it once. She should get the consent of some old guys if she joins the competition."

"That's for sure... Well, it's an evil sect to say the least. This Josiah, by the way, and the one named Tang En, I wasn't even in the station when they joined, so I lost the opportunity to make friends and recruit them. As a result, When I come back, one of them has become Luo Sha’s close friend, and the other has become our potential enemy. It’s really… alas!”

"Yeah, what a pity... If they were there, our family's position in the Gray Army would be completely consolidated!"

.........It's Tang En again, it's Tang En again... Borg breathed thickly and clenched his fists. I wish I could have Tang En in his palm and be crushed to pieces by him.

Berg originally came here hoping to get some words of encouragement from his father, but now that he heard the high praise of Tang En from inside, he naturally felt depressed.

There was silence in the room for a moment, and Enoch's voice sounded again: "But it's not without a chance. Isn't Borg pursuing Josiah now?"

"Yes, but the chance is slim!" Bosco in the room sighed, "Bog...well, then Joshua seems to have a more favorable impression of Tang En."

"Uh, is this Tang En again?"

"Yeah, but this result is not surprising. Josiah knew Tang En before Borg, and in addition, Tang En made many extraordinary achievements later... Among women in this period, who doesn't admire the heroes who turn the tide? ?”

"That makes sense!"

Damn, damn... Borg couldn't listen any more, turned around suddenly, left with red eyes and a troubled face.

Full of anger and unwillingness, Berg didn't notice that just as he was walking out of the door, the door to the front hall behind opened a gap, and a slightly gloomy face looked at his back with squinting eyes. Needless to say, this should be Enoch, Borg's third uncle.

"Haha, he looks very angry..." With a chuckle, Enoch turned around and said, "Brother, isn't this a bit harsh? Borg has been working hard recently, and I heard that Omen is treating him badly. The reviews are also good…”

"It's not enough!" Bosco stood in the center of the front hall with an expressionless face. "It's different now. Even if we make a wrong step, we will go straight into the abyss. And now the family is equivalent to tearing down and rebuilding, and we will eventually grow old. , if he cannot grow up quickly and take on the responsibility of the eldest son, the family will never have a future!"

Enoch nodded silently in agreement. Of course he knows that if a family wants to develop, the first three generations are the most important. Just like a building, if the foundation cannot be laid solidly, even if the future generations appear to be unparalleled figures, they will have to spend great efforts to correct it.

"Let's go!" Bosco flicked on his black-brimmed tall hat and put it on while walking towards the door, "Come with me to visit those old guys. Well, I hope it won't take too long. I hate those vegetable farmers' homes. Tasteless decor and weird smell.”

"Yes." Enochla opened the door and laughed to herself, "Who told them to have the food we need now."