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Chapter 2
111. 第二章
Chapter 2
In the past, there was no difference between day and night for the colonel. Whether the sun temporarily drives away all darkness, or the stars in the sky quietly twinkle, it will not affect the quality of his troops. Light has always had a far-reaching influence on his enemies. Those people bravely fight with their swords in the daytime and are not afraid of the fated death at all. At night, they stay in their camps and castles, unload their heavy armor and rest, become fragile bodies one by one, and even a whine of the flute will make them feel sad. The colonel had never experienced such feelings.
In the past, there was no difference between day and night for the colonel. Whether the sun temporarily drives away all darkness, or the stars in the sky quietly twinkle, it will not affect the quality of his troops. Light has always had a far-reaching influence on his enemies. Those people bravely fight with their swords in the daytime and are not afraid of the fated death at all. At night, they stay in their camps and castles, unload their heavy armor and rest, become fragile bodies one by one, and even a whine of the flute will make them feel sad. The colonel had never experienced such feelings.
In fact, after every battle, his troops could go back to the battlefield with only a short period of rest. However, the king was still young at that time. He was immersed in the art of war and liked to fight personally. He led his cavalry to march in the heat of July at the risk of being bitten by miasma and mosquitoes in the jungle. They trudged hard in the wind, snow, and frost in the cold winter, and sometimes even drove their troops to foreign cities with war elephants. There were many kings in these cities where their feet of conquering reached. They couldn't even call their names, because the strange sounds were always so similar. The king was willing to fight in accordance with the rules and sent his own cavalry to fight with the enemy in the wilderness to let the earth shake. At night, the king also gave the enemy a chance to breathe and then killed them calmly. The king would not easily order the Colonel's special forces to fight unless he was in an uncontrollable impasse or bored for various reasons. Once the undead army took action, there would be no one that could stop them. This dampened the king's interest and made him feel that he cheated. It was during those nights when the army was marching and didn't fight that the Colonel began to have some mechanical perception of the night.
In fact, after every battle, his troops could go back to the battlefield with only a short period of rest. However, the king was still young at that time. He was immersed in the art of war and liked to fight personally. He led his cavalry to march in the heat of July at the risk of being bitten by miasma and mosquitoes in the jungle. They trudged hard in the wind, snow, and frost in the cold winter, and sometimes even drove their troops to foreign cities with war elephants. There were many kings in these cities where their feet of conquering reached. They couldn't even call their names, because the strange sounds were always so similar. The king was willing to fight in accordance with the rules and sent his own cavalry to fight with the enemy in the wilderness to let the earth shake. At night, the king also gave the enemy a chance to breathe and then killed them calmly. The king would not easily order the Colonel's special forces to fight unless he was in an uncontrollable impasse or bored for various reasons. Once the undead army took action, there would be no one that could stop them. This dampened the king's interest and made him feel that he cheated. It was during those nights when the army was marching and didn't fight that the Colonel began to have some mechanical perception of the night.
It was not until the king's physical discomfort or his complete weariness of the whole war that the king let the undead continue the wars themselves. In those days of the late stage of the wars, there was no strong resistance, and the Colonel had more leisure time. Every night after he had arranged his marching plan, he used to walk out of the tent, stand under the stars and look up at the stars. The Colonel drew a star map in his mind, marked the position of each star, determined their coordinates, depicted their trajectory, or connected them with lines, grouped them by constellations as people said: here is a piano, there is a bear, and then compared the lines with the real objects. It's hard for the Colonel to find any resemblance between the two. Of course, he didn't care about it. He just wanted to kill his time in the night, just like the rest of his soldiers. Some of the soldiers were quietly watching the insects dancing under the tent lights, some were listening to all kinds of strange calls in the wilderness, and some were reading human novels with a serious appearance, but only for the purpose of analyzing the grammatical structure of sentences. Many soldiers of the undead army, like the Colonel, carefully observed everything in the world, carefully recorded it, converted it into some mathematical operations, then erased all the data, and continued to wait silently for the dawn to return to the battlefield, fight with the enemy, or finish the victory. So there was no game, just to pass the long hours of the night. After all, time is a little too much for the undead.
It was not until the king's physical discomfort or his complete weariness of the whole war that the king let the undead continue the wars themselves. In those days of the late stage of the wars, there was no strong resistance, and the Colonel had more leisure time. Every night after he had arranged his marching plan, he used to walk out of the tent, stand under the stars and look up at the stars. The Colonel drew a star map in his mind, marked the position of each star, determined their coordinates, depicted their trajectory, or connected them with lines, grouped them by constellations as people said: here is a piano, there is a bear, and then compared the lines with the real objects. It's hard for the Colonel to find any resemblance between the two. Of course, he didn't care about it. He just wanted to kill his time in the night, just like the rest of his soldiers. Some of the soldiers were quietly watching the insects dancing under the tent lights, some were listening to all kinds of strange calls in the wilderness, and some were reading human novels with a serious appearance, but only for the purpose of analyzing the grammatical structure of sentences. Many soldiers of the undead army, like the Colonel, carefully observed everything in the world, carefully recorded it, converted it into some mathematical operations, then erased all the data, and continued to wait silently for the dawn to return to the battlefield, fight with the enemy, or finish the victory. So there was no game, just to pass the long hours of the night. After all, time is a little too much for the undead.
But now, the king no longer supplies them, and the Colonel's army can only rely on solar energy. All of a sudden, night becomes a difficult time: the energy stored during the day must be used carefully, arranged reasonably, and reserved before making every plan. The Colonel has made it clear in the newly issued temporary supplementary regulations that the reserved energy shall not be used unless there is no other choice. Although the sun will still rise every day, the seriousness of a soldier doesn't allow him to act by any fluke. As long as the earth is still under the swing of the night God, the undead who have exhausted their energy may lose their ability to move. Yes, the sun will rise, you can "survive", but the operation of the whole army will be affected, the king's order can not be completed as soon as possible. Therefore, before they see the dawn, everyone has to be cautious, and discipline must be strictly observed.
But now, the king no longer supplies them, and the Colonel's army can only rely on solar energy. All of a sudden, night becomes a difficult time: the energy stored during the day must be used carefully, arranged reasonably, and reserved before making every plan. The Colonel has made it clear in the newly issued temporary supplementary regulations that the reserved energy shall not be used unless there is no other choice. Although the sun will still rise every day, the seriousness of a soldier doesn't allow him to act by any fluke. As long as the earth is still under the swing of the night God, the undead who have exhausted their energy may lose their ability to move. Yes, the sun will rise, you can "survive", but the operation of the whole army will be affected, the king's order can not be completed as soon as possible. Therefore, before they see the dawn, everyone has to be cautious, and discipline must be strictly observed.
Therefore, on the first night when the supplies were withdrawn, the Colonel did not rest. He carefully inspected every post in the barracks and found nothing wrong. The soldiers on duty saluted him, and the Colonel nodded to them calmly and seriously. At this time, other people are in their barracks. Although everyone has enough energy, they try not to do things that consume too much energy. Some simply adjust themselves to the lowest energy consumption state and rest like human beings. Like cold-blooded animals, the night finally has a special meaning for them. Now, they have defeated all the enemies, but they themselves have become vulnerable.
Therefore, on the first night when the supplies were withdrawn, the Colonel did not rest. He carefully inspected every post in the barracks and found nothing wrong. The soldiers on duty saluted him, and the Colonel nodded to them calmly and seriously. At this time, other people are in their barracks. Although everyone has enough energy, they try not to do things that consume too much energy. Some simply adjust themselves to the lowest energy consumption state and rest like human beings. Like cold-blooded animals, the night finally has a special meaning for them. Now, they have defeated all the enemies, but they themselves have become vulnerable.