Interestingly, at the end of the first volume, I wrote 500,000 words.

In my comments on the first volume, I said, "The second volume will not be written so much, and it will end with 200,000 words."

When the second volume really ended, I looked at the word count, no more or less than one million words.

Although it sounds like I'm going to say: "The third volume, 200,000 words, I won't write so much anymore."

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Let’s talk about the update plan first.

After the second volume is over, I want to take a break for three or four days (Note: Recover updates at the latest Monday/20210125).

This period of time, we will not stop updating the main text, but will update the "character card" that we promised before.

Including [Wentes Montagne], [Friend Reed] and [Anna Navare].

I also want to take this opportunity to finish drawing Bian Li’s map.

If time allows, draw the maps of Paratu and Hed wasteland.

Because I am a naming waste, book friends are welcome to provide place names. Thank you everyone (bow).

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In the Scroll of Racing Horses, Winters' world is completely out of control.

He was originally a promising young officer with a great future, with big trees above his head covering the shade and sheltering from the rain, and when he wanted to lie down, there was a soft bed to follow him.

But he was taken to a strange land and fought a strange war with a group of strangers.

A book friend mentioned that too much writing should not be used to describe a war that has nothing to do with the main line.

It is true that we shouldn’t use too much ink, but [The Battle of the Great Wilderness] is not just as simple as [the border people fought with the barbarians].

The inside of the alliance is like a pressure cooker, and the situation is about to break out.

Paratu's defeat was a real black swan event, which was equivalent to throwing a never-predictable Mars into the gunpowder bank.

In the third volume [Monsoon], the stage will expand again, and some forces that were only laying the groundwork before will also appear in this volume.

Winters will also continue his research on magic—especially magic.

In fact, he already has the research conditions that countless alliance casters dream of in Palathu — although the hardware facilities may be a little bit off.

Winters' mentality has also changed a lot, and he is now different from the past.

Things that Winters Montagne would not do in the past, but now Winters Montagne will do.

In the past, Winters Montagne would not think about things, but now Winters Montagne would think about things.

Winters Montagne chose to endure it, but Winters Montagne will no longer follow the trend.

A mass-produced magic war tool man now has his own idea.

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What kind of person is Winters Montagne? Every book friend will have his own answer.

In my eyes, he is a kind ordinary person, but he is actually very macho and has a strong desire to protect himself.

His life was carried out step by step for twenty years. As soon as he was born, he was determined which path to take.

Assassination of military academy education allowed him to learn loyalty, responsibility and obey authority, and these things were almost almost engraved into his bones.

The adoptive father was also leading by example to educate him what "duty and responsibility" is, and he was forged into a pure soldier.

He didn't have much complex thoughts, nor did he need to have them. He rushed wherever the military flag pointed.

And for those who count on him, love him, and entrust his life to him, he has the strongest sense of responsibility and guilt towards them.

As a book friend pointed out after a bloody look: "Whoever treats Winters well will be good to him. He has no goal of his own."

Winters really has no goals of his own, and even no "ideal".

His material conditions are considered favorable: his grandfather was a wealthy businessman, with only two daughters - Elizabeth and Cossa, his biological mother and adoptive mother.

From childhood to a big meal, he opened his mouth and reached out to his clothes. Although Coza was very strict in managing his son's money, Winters had never lacked money—and there was no place to spend money in the military academy.

This even led to Winters being very slow in money and having food, clothing and expenses. He didn't know how much a liter of wheat costs or how much a pound of bread costs.

Therefore, he lacks the desire to "show off" and does not have a strong motivation to "have to achieve something."

In contrast, the adoptive father is the son of a craftsman, but the influence on Winters is far greater than that of the adoptive mother and the biological mother she has never met.

Antonio Serbiati is a man who comes from the people and loves the people. He believes from the bottom of his heart the idea of ​​establishing a nation--because some people should not be born nobler than others, and some people should not be born inferior to others.

Winters looked up to his adoptive father, worshiped him, learned about his adoptive father, and inherited his recognition of fairness and justice from his adoptive father.

If you are lucky, Winters can move forward along the established path of life: spending time in an institution, killing time and getting experienced, and getting promoted step by step...

He is a spellcaster, and it is easy to retire with a colonel rank. Whether he can get the general's baton depends on the opportunity.

He would marry a decent family's daughter, settle down, and have children. Antonio and Cossa would build a new house for him next to the old house. Cossa would never let his servant take care of his granddaughter and grandchildren himself.

But fate eventually brought Winters to a path he never imagined.

The second volume ends like this.

Although many book friends have never spoken, every time I get criticized, I will open the recommendation ticket to push messages. At that time, I can feel that although many book friends are silent, they are indeed watching this story.

Thank you readers for keeping an eye on this story, thank you everyone.

Thank you to those book friends who have been helping to promote books for free. Thank you everyone. Without you, this book would not have been seen by so many book friends today. Thank you, thank you (bow)

The story will continue in "The Monsoon Scroll".

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Also, this chapter and the portrait of "Anna" were hidden for a long time, and I finally sent it to everyone. If you have the conditions, it would be better to open this chapter and say that there are some illustrations, which would be a pity if you missed them.

And, there are also book friends groups, 924430243.
Chapter completed!