It's one thing to understand the war in words, but another thing to hear it from the mouths of those who fought in it.

The battle reports and documents all mention how heroic and brave our troops are. When talking about the French, they are generally described as invincible.

Only from the mouths of old monkeys or people like Bayan can we know what the real battlefield is.

There is no romance in the battlefield, nor any of the things described in literary works.

There are only two kinds of people on the battlefield, the living and the dead.

In that world of blood and fire, everyone is trying their best to survive.

As long as the war is not over, survival is the only thing on everyone's mind.

Now Li Lin understands why Li Xiao indulged these tough men.

For some people here, it may be the last indulgence in their lives.

Picking up the wine glasses, Li Lin and Bayan clinked another glass.

Li Lin's drinking capacity is not very good, and he rarely drinks one glass after another like this.

But today he had the urge to drink, especially with someone like Bayan.

They have no culture, let alone understand any poetry.

For them, wine and women are the best things, and the only thing that can compete with them is gambling.

It would be strange for a guy with his head in his waistband to take money seriously.

Soon the beer bottles were all over the floor, especially the two wine barrels, Bayan and Zhao Liangdong, who were masters at making empty wine bottles.

Now these two guys are at loggerheads, each holding a bottle of beer and blowing on the bottle.

The most important thing is that you are not allowed to go to the toilet. Whoever goes to the toilet first loses.

A group of people watching the excitement started making fun and raising rice seedlings, fearing that the excitement would not be great.

However, Li Lin felt that these people who screamed happily were more likely to put their hands into the clothes of the accompanying girls and rub them vigorously.

There were already two impatient guys, dragging the escort girl into the small room next to her.

Even a man who has been through life and death knows to avoid it when doing that kind of thing.

It's a little better than those boring people who hold unobstructed conferences, but only a little bit.

The so-called small convenience next to it is actually a small room separated by wood.

The bold shouts of the Russian maids inside complemented the cheering and encouraging voices outside.

Amidst the climax of the Russian maid, Zhao Liangdong was the first to be defeated.

It seems that this brother-in-law's kidneys are still not as good as Bayan's.

This may be related to the fact that Huniu spent too much time alone with him before coming to Russia.

Zhao Liangdong, who came back from going to the toilet, admitted defeat generously and ran outside shirtless and ran around boldly.

When I came back, my body was as cold as boiled shrimp.

Peggy has obviously never encountered such a scene before, and everything here feels novel to her.

The maid's wanton shouts made her ears warm and her heart beat hot, and the effect of alcohol made her full of expression.

After having a glass of wine with the old monkey, the excited Peggy jumped on the table. She ran to the center of the table with bare feet and danced a traditional Russian dance happily.

The big skirt is swung back and forth from left to right, revealing the hidden thigh flesh underneath.

While dancing, I drank happily.

After finishing the drink, he threw the glass away boldly.

The poor wine glass drew an arc and was shattered into pieces after perfectly demonstrating the law of gravity.

This girl is drunk!

"Where did such an ugly girl come from?" the waitress whispered.

"I don't know, I really don't know how she can have a business.

It looks like the officer next to her is very rich!"

“And he’s very young and handsome!”

"It's rare to meet such a young and handsome officer nowadays."

"It would be great if I were sitting next to him."

"Stop being a nymphomaniac and pay off your father's gambling debt first."

The maids were chirping, and not far away from the wine table, a pair of hawk-like eyes were looking at Peggy who was standing on the table dancing.

"Boss, this looks exactly like the girl in the photo."

"You're blind! It's not like that, that's it." The chubby landlady looked at the skinny husband next to her with disgust.

"Then why don't you give Patriarch Rasputin a call?"

"Telephone, where are you calling? Do you know where the adult is?"

"That can't be done. This is the person Rasputin is looking for. If he finds out, we won't be able to live with it.

I don't want to live the old life, I still want to make money here.

Make a lot of money and then go back to Ming Dynasty."

"Go back to Ming Dynasty to marry a young wife? Humph! Don't think that I don't know your intentions, even though Patriarch Rasputin helped us open this restaurant.

But..., we are from Ming Dynasty after all.

I will still have to go back in the future, so it’s best to leave yourself a way out.

Look at that Russian girl, she seems to have a very good relationship with the young major.

I looked at him and saw that the major was probably less than twenty years old.

He became a major officer when he was less than twenty years old. You would think that he earned his position through military merit.

Maybe, this is the young master from which family.

Once you offend such a person, do you still want to go back to Ming Dynasty? Hum!

Even if you cry, you won’t be able to find the grave!”

The fat boss lady poked the boss in the head with her carrot-like fingers.

"Then I won't go back. Living with the Patriarch and enjoying the hot food will make life much better than singing in the Ming Dynasty."

The thin boss mumbled back, but looked at the landlady warily, fearing that he would go crazy and beat him.

"There is a young hairy girl for you to play with, right? Look at your little body and how you can use chopsticks to rinse the water vat." The lady boss rolled her eyes at the boss, swung her huge butt and walked away.

Another table of guests came outside!

The boss glanced at the wife who was walking away with a sly look, then stamped his feet and walked towards the phone.

"Hey...if you want the Kremlin, I'll call Patriarch Rasputin."

After drinking so much alcohol, I was basically high.

For those who have survived the disaster and will rush to the battlefield again, towards the world of blood and fire.

The only thing that can be compared with women and fine wine is gambling.

The proprietress of Liaodong Dumpling Restaurant is obviously very business-savvy. She will never let go of any opportunity to make money!

So the second floor of Liaodong Dumpling House became a large-scale casino.

The drunken group of people walked up the stairs.

If you enter the lobby on the first floor before eating, the feeling is called sudden enlightenment.

So what Li Lin feels now is version 2.0.

There is a huge birdcage-shaped dome, and gambling tables are scattered under the dome.

Groups of Ming army officers and soldiers were scattered around the gambling table, shouting and placing bets.

Some people even carried beer bottles and gambled heavily while drinking.

There are also people, hugging the Russian beauty with busty breasts, throwing colors boldly.

"Coming off the battlefield, there are all people who have died once. They need to vent their energy. Besides, they will go to the battlefield again in a few days."

The old monkey appeared behind Li Lin. He was afraid that Li Lin would ruin the place when he was angry.

To be honest, there were not many places for Ming soldiers to relax in a foreign country.

Here they can be as wild as they want, which is a kind of release for them.

A release that has been held in for a long time on the battlefield!

"Don't worry, the commander-in-chief has already said that he will not take too much care of these things. Otherwise, do you think these places can still exist?"

Li Lin smiled and patted the old monkey. His words completely relieved the old monkey's hanging heart.
To be continued...