I'm not a god of wine

Chapter 53 Battle Song Without Clothes
In the camp of the City Guards.

The appearance of Xu Le immediately caused the whole camp to boil, and everyone surrounded him tightly, asking all kinds of questions one after another.

"Captain, where did you go just now? You scared us to death."

"Yeah, we searched the entire battlefield, but we couldn't find you."

Ling Yuanzhuo smiled wryly and said: "Brothers thought that something was wrong with you, and cut down all the thieves who Yinxian sect, especially Yang Luo, the craziest kid, he cut his nose while crying."

Yang Luo smiled shyly, looked at Xu Le and said, "It's good that Brother Yang is back."

No one doubted that Xu Le had become a deserter. After all, Xu Le's bravery on the battlefield was obvious to all. Everyone was in awe of Xu Le at the moment, like a fanboy chasing stars.

Xu Le smiled wryly, looking at the curious faces, he had no choice but to answer: "I found a big figure from the Immortal Sect, and I went to hunt him down, so I came back a bit late."

"I see."

"They're all ungrateful, and they don't bring their brothers with them when they hunt down big shots."

Everyone suddenly realized, and then pointed at Xu Le and began to curse.

Yang Luo asked curiously: "Brother Yang, what kind of big man is that?"

"This... I don't know very well, it's just big anyway." Xu Le said vaguely, but he said silently in his heart that Wei Wuji, the leader of Yinxian Cult, should be considered a big man.

Yang Luo wanted to ask again, but was slapped on the back of the head by Ling Yuanzhuo, and immediately shut up.

"Lord Lieutenant is here!"

Just as the entire barracks was in chaos, suddenly, a voice came.

In an instant, everyone shut their mouths, and the whole barracks could hear the sound of needles falling.

The next moment, more than [-] people lined up in a neat line. Except for the injured, all of them held their heads high and looked towards the camp gate in unison.

Liu Duwei entered the camp on a tall horse, looking at the neat team in front of him with serious eyes.

All of these hundreds of people were wounded, and everyone was bloody, and even a few were seriously injured, their limbs and arms were broken, and they were already crippled.

Liu Duwei got off his horse and stood in front of the crowd. He suddenly saw Xu Le in the crowd, his eyes lit up, and he nodded to him.

"You guys are worthy of being our good sons in Jialing and our Great Zhou. All of you are good!"

Saying that, he clapped his hands.

The next moment, hundreds of jugs of fine wine were continuously carried into the barracks, forming a hill behind him.

"Ben Duwei came here for nothing else, just to drink a bowl of wine with you, come and serve wine!"

A mouthful of Dahai bowl was divided, Xu Le, Ling Yuanzhuo, Yang Luo and others all got a mouthful, and immediately after, everyone's bowl was filled with wine.

For a while, the whole barracks was filled with the aroma of wine.

"Everyone, brothers." Lieutenant Liu held the wine bowl high, his eyes heavy and sad: "This first bowl of wine is for the brothers who died in the battle to defend Jialing!"

After speaking, Liu Duwei turned his backhand and slowly spilled the wine in the bowl on the ground, with tears in his eyes, he said loudly: "Brothers, go all the way!"

"farewell!"

Hundreds of people drank in unison, and all of them poured the wine in their bowls on the ground.

A desolate, sad atmosphere permeated the entire barracks.

Xu Le also had a heavy heart, and silently poured the wine on the ground. On the battlefield, there are no undead, but their death, in exchange for the safety of the 120 million people in Jialing.

Die well!

Yang Luo closed his eyes, tears streaming down his face, Ling Yuanzhuo sighed, lowered his head, his eyes were full of memories.

Among those who died, many of them were brothers they were familiar with, but in the blink of an eye, they turned into cold corpses.

"The second bowl of wine, to all the brothers who participated in the war, to yourselves! All of you present, none of you are afraid of fighting. You are all heroes, heroes of Jialing City, and even more heroes of my Great Zhou! Great Zhou Wansheng, Martial Luck Changlong!"

"Great week wins, martial arts prosper!"

With a loud shout, the sound shook the sky.

"Dry!"

Liu Duwei was arrogant, raised his neck, drank all the wine, and then lit the bottom of the bowl.

Everyone was in unison and also drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp.

Xu Le drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, only to feel a fire burning in his belly, heartily, and when he looked closely, a line of words appeared in front of his eyes.

"Burning fire. Quality: low rank, etc. Drinking reward: war halo, no clothes (ancient Qin battle song, effect: our morale increases by 30%)"

Good guy, a group buff.

Xu Le's eyes lit up, the aura of war is incredible, morale increased by 30%.

If this skill is put on the battlefield, it can undoubtedly reverse the situation of a big battle. Xu Le's mood has been boosted a lot. He is very satisfied that a low-rank wine can give such a reward.

"For the third bowl of wine, Captain Ben wants to respect someone."

Liu Duwei spoke again, and said loudly to hundreds of people, "I won't say anything about this person, but everyone can guess it."

As soon as the words fell, hundreds of pairs of eyes looked at Xu Le.

For a moment, Xu Le became the focus of the audience, Yang Luo and Ling Yuanzhuo next to him looked at him with pride.

Xu Le was stunned, he was still immersed in the reward and didn't realize it, seeing that everyone was looking at him, Xu Le came back to his senses, a little helpless.

I can't help but want to keep a low profile this time.

"You read that right, Xu Le, come out!" Liu Duwei looked at Xu Le in the crowd and said loudly.

Xu Le straightened his face, straightened his armor, walked out of the queue, and stood in front of Captain Liu.

"Leading 18 people to face thousands of Yinxian sect thieves, going forward, such fearless courage is rare in ancient and modern times! Captain Ben Du thinks he is brave, but he doesn't have such courage. Xu Le, you are the pride of our city guards. Heroes come out of boys!"

Liu Duwei looked at Xu Le, and he boasted fiercely, almost boasting that he was rare in the sky and unparalleled in the earth. A group of city guards looked at him with eyes full of admiration.

Xu Le was also dizzy from his praise, and was about to say a few words of modesty, but Liu Duwei took a step forward, patted him on the shoulder, looked at the crowd and said: "Brothers, we all respect Xu Le for a bowl, OK!"

"it is good!"

Cheers sounded.

"Bring on the wine!"

Hundreds of large bowls were filled with wine, and everyone respected Xu Le!
"It's done!" Liu Duwei smiled at him, and took a big gulp from the wine bowl.

Everyone also opened their mouths to drink.

The hospitality was hard to come by, Xu Le smiled, drank the wine in his bowl, and then showed the bottom of the bowl to everyone.

"it is good!"

"Everyone has a good drinker!"

Everyone applauded and cheered, and some even whistled.

Xu Le also laughed. Seeing this, Captain Liu said loudly to everyone, "This time, Xu Le made great contributions in defending the Jialing city. This Captain decided..."

"Who is Xu Le!"

Before he finished speaking, suddenly, a voice interrupted Liu Duwei's words.

A group of city guards were expecting, and when they heard the sudden sound, they frowned and looked unkindly towards the sound.

Liu Duwei also frowned in dissatisfaction.

He was planning to promote Xu Le as a school lieutenant, bring him under his command, and become his confidant, but at this moment he was suddenly interrupted, and his mood suddenly turned bad.

At the gate of the camp, a figure wearing pitch-black armor and Zhan Yue Dao walked in.

The moment this person came in, the dissatisfaction of a group of city guards was instantly wiped out.

Heixuanjia, Zhanyue Dao, magic shoes, this attire, this murderous look in his eyes.

Town Demon Guard!
Three words came to everyone's mind.

"Gudu." In the crowd, Yang Luo swallowed his saliva, his face turned pale, and his eyes were filled with fear.

There were not a few people who reacted like Yang Luo, and some were even more timid, already lowered their heads and trembling.

"Who is Xu Le!" The magic guard asked for the second time, his voice was still cold, as if there was no emotional fluctuation.

Liu Duwei came to his senses, he didn't know what Zhen Mowei wanted Xu Le for, but as Xu Le's superior, he had to stand up.

"Liu Taishan, the captain of the guards in Xiajialing City, dare to ask Xu Le for this Master Zhenmowei?" Liu Duwei looked at Zhenmowei in front of him, his posture was very low.

Although the other party is just a small banner of Zhenmowei, and he is the captain of the city guard army, he still dare not neglect.

"Your Majesty's Governor has an order to summon Xu Le from Jialing's family to meet him!"

The appeasement envoy!
Liu Duwei was dizzy in front of his eyes, he was so frightened that he almost couldn't stand up.

At this time, Xu Le pursed his lips, took a step forward, cupped his hands and said, "I am Xu Le."

(End of this chapter)