Iron Powder and Spellcaster

Funny thing is, by the end of the first volume, I had written no more than half a million words.

In my preface to the first volume, I said, "The second volume will not be so long, it will end with 200,000 words."

When the second volume was really over, I looked at the word count and it was no more than one million words.

Although it sounds like a FLAG, I still want to say: "Volume 3, 200,000 words, never write so much again."

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Let’s talk about the update plan first.

After the end of the second volume, I want to take a break for three or four days (note: updates will resume next Monday/20210125 at the latest).

Updates will not stop during this period, but the text will not be updated, but the "character cards" promised before will be updated.

Including [Winters Montagne], [Brother Rhett] and [Anna Navarre].

I also want to take this opportunity to finish drawing the map of Bianli.

If time permits, draw a map of Plato and the Heath.

Because I am a bad person at naming, book friends are welcome to provide place names. Thank you all (bow).

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In The Galloping Horse , Winters' world is completely out of control.

He was originally a young officer with a bright future. He had a big tree above his head to provide shade from the rain, and a soft bed to help him when he wanted to lie down.

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

Some book friends have mentioned that one should not use too much pen and ink to describe a war that is irrelevant to the main plot.

It’s true that we shouldn’t use too much ink, but [The Battle of the Great Wasteland] is not just as simple as [border residents and barbarians fighting].

The league is like a pressure cooker, and the situation is on the verge of breaking out.

The defeat of Plato was a real black swan event, which was equivalent to throwing an unexpected spark into the powder bank.

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

Winters would also continue his study of magic - specifically divine magic.

In fact, he already has the research conditions in Plato that countless alliance spellcasters dream of - although the hardware facilities may be a bit inferior.

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

What Winters Montagne could not do before, Winters Montagne now can do.

The previous Winters Montagne couldn't think about things, but now the Winters Montagne can think about things.

The former Winters Montagne chose to endure, but the current Winters Montagne will no longer follow the crowd.

A mass-produced magic warfare tool man now has his own ideas.

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

In my eyes, he is a kind-hearted ordinary person, but he is actually very chauvinistic and protective.

The first twenty years of his life were routine. When he was born and confirmed to be a boy, he was already determined which path he would take.

The ascetic military school education taught him loyalty, responsibility and obedience to authority, and these things were almost burned into his bones.

His adoptive father also taught him by example what "responsibility" means, and he was molded into a pure soldier.

He doesn't have many complicated thoughts, and he doesn't need to. He will rush wherever the military flag points.

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

As a book friend pointed out in a flash: "Whoever treats Winters well will be treated well. He has no goals of his own."

Winters really has no goals of his own, not even such a thing as an "ideal."

His material conditions were considered favorable: his grandfather was a wealthy businessman and he had only two daughters—Elizabeth and Kesa, his biological mother and adoptive mother.

He has been able to open his mouth and stretch out his hands since he was a child. Although Kesha was very strict with her son's money management, Winters was never short of money - and there was no place to spend money in the military academy.

This even made Winters very dull about money. He had to pay for food and clothing. He didn't know how much a liter of wheat cost or how much a pound of bread cost.

Therefore, he lacks the desire to "get ahead" and has no strong motivation to "achieve a career."

In contrast, the adoptive father was the son of a craftsman, but his influence on Winters was far greater than the adoptive mother and the biological mother he had never met.

Antonio Serbetti was a man who came from the people and loved the people. He believed from the bottom of his heart in the concept of the founding of the Union - some people should not be born nobler than others, and some people should not be born better than others. Some people are lowly.

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

If he's lucky, Winters can move forward along the established path of life: dawdling in government agencies, killing time to gain qualifications, and getting promoted step by step...

He is a spell caster. It is easy to retire with the rank of colonel. Whether he can get the baton of general depends on opportunity.

He would marry the daughter of a respectable family, settle down, and have children. Antonio and Kesa will build him a new house next to the old one. Kesha would never let servants take care of her children, and would definitely take care of her granddaughters and grandchildren herself.

But fate ultimately took Winters down a path he never imagined.

This is how the second volume ends.

Although many book friends have not spoken to each other, every time I am criticized to death, I will open the recommendation ticket push message. At that time, I could feel that although many book friends were silent, they were really watching this story.

Thank you readers for following this story, thank you all.

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

The story will continue in "Monsoon Volume".

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Also, there is a portrait of "Anna" in this chapter and the previous chapter. I have hidden it for a long time, and finally I can post it for everyone to see. If you are a qualified book lover, it is best to open this chapter and talk about it. There are some illustrations that it would be a pity to miss.

Also, there is a book club group, 924430243.

thank you all.

There is one more story that can finally be told.

Bianli is actually Jiefan, a boundary and a fence. The battle of Jiefan City was the key battle of the Saarhu Campaign.

However, the origin, course, and results of this war are very different from that battle. Please do not substitute it into the real world. Thank you everyone.