Chapter 217

Chapter 217

2014-08-16

The Grey Cloth Armed Force remained stuck in the middle of the valley even though there was no more fighting. But they are not in a hurry, after all, the initiative is in their hands now, and now they just need to wait for those negotiators to come over.

The news that these noble youths had been captured was quickly communicated back to the capital of Titus, and needless to say, there was an immediate uproar. Of course, no matter how cursing and discussing it, salvation is the must, and it is not easy to cultivate a descendant.

However, the capital of Titus is thousands of miles away from here. Even with magic, it will take a while. After all, this barren Hundred Thousand Great Mountains is impossible and has Transmission Formation.

After a few days of big celebrations, the Grey Cloth Armed Force gradually began to regain its calm, followed by counting casualties and pacifying the survivors... These post-war matters were quickly put on the agenda.

It can be said that the loss of Grey Cloth Armed Force is still very heavy. The number of soldiers who were close to 30,000 at the time of the transfer is now only a little more than half. If most of the people hadn't dispersed, I'm afraid the number of casualties would be far more than that.

While the upper levels of Grey Cloth Armed Force were busy with these matters, Tang En was also doing his own unfinished investigation.

In the corner of the station, "Boss, this is the information about that Bole." Miksu handed over a stack of papers.

"Well, not bad!" Tang En reached out to take it, and then asked, "How did you get this information?"

"It's all inquiries, Boss, don't worry, we It's very covert." Grey Cloth Armed Force is so big, it's easy to ask people.

Tang En nominates. Among the current Eisoan members, Miksu is the most careful and most reliable.

"Well, Boss, these materials don't seem to be useful now."shook the head, Miksu shrugged said, "This morning Naboli is dead."

"Dead Is it?" Tang En was stunned and frowned, "How did he die?"

Bole's injuries were all caused by Tang En, and he knew it all too well. Even the Blood Qi explosion would be paralyzed at best, not fatal.

"Not quite clear, I heard it was suicide! But..." Miksu looked at Tang En and said hesitantly, "There are rumors that Bo Lai can't stand the pain of a broken leg, so... "

Tang En's eyes turned cold, Miksu didn't say everything, but he could roughly imagine that the rumor must be pointing all the blame at him.

"Well, I see, let all the brothers who are monitoring Bole withdraw back. This matter will come to an end, let me know, and Eisoan will train normally tomorrow."

"Yes. !"

After Miksu left, Tang En fell into deep thought.

Suicide? Well, it's possible. After a normal person loses his leg, if he can't accept it, suicide is reasonable.

But if not, then it's interesting. Once Bole dies, first of all, he will not be able to investigate further. And the dead is bigger, others' eyes will narrow down on Bole's previous "mistakes" and magnify the damage Tang En inflicted on him. Even, there must be rumors that he killed Bole.

But, even if that's the case, it doesn't make sense...why are you slandering me so quickly? Do I have any interests in the way?

shook the head, these are just the best possible guesses, there is too little data for analysis now, and no useful conclusions can be drawn.

It seems that Eisoan still has to develop...Tang En sighed, go back. Now more than ten people are obviously not enough, and they are all good at fighting now, and it is still not enough to analyze and summarize intelligence.

Huh? Tang En stopped abruptly, his nose twitched, and a familiar spicy smell wafted in the wind.

This...Tang En turns to the right, and after a few passages, the spiciness is more intense.

"Try it, it's called hot pot, it can dehumidify and keep warm, and it's best to eat in winter. It's unique to our Grey Cloth Armed Force!"

"hmph , it's just pouring food into spicy soup, what's at worst, a hillbilly is a hillbilly."

"Ha, Your Excellency, have you ever eaten this hillbilly thing? "

"Uh...I haven't eaten it, and I don't want to eat it."

"Well, if you haven't eaten it, how do you know it's just pouring food into spicy soup What about it?"

"..."

"Let's try it, um, I promise you'll remember the taste. Freuncle, would you like a piece?"

Beside the bonfire in the distance, Joah in a white robe is vigorously promoting hot pot. As for those gathered around, Tang En knew most of them, it was Frey and the captured young nobles. There are some people who don't know, probably the person Joah said yesterday, that Luosha is the one who is specializing in Sect to promote the idea of Grey Cloth Armed Force.

Since those noble youths came to the Grey Cloth Armed Force, their movements were free and not chained. Of course, this is not necessary, because they are impossible to rush out of here anyway. As for Frey, they are more free. Even if they wanted to leave here now, no one would stop them.

Thinking about it, Frey and the others have already started. Those nobles are young and disdain to eat these, what delicacies have they never eaten before? How can you see this rough hot pot.

"Wow, this spicy taste... cool!"

"Enough flavor, transparent! It would be even better if there is a sip of wine!"

" Damn, skinny monkey, you dare to rob me!"

... This season, the charm of hot pot is still huge. The cooking techniques that have never been seen before, such a strong taste... All these northern men start to involuntarily throw their arms and compete for the food in the pot.

Those aristocratic youths who were reluctant to eat at first, looked at Frey and the others so in a frenzy, they couldn't help but take a second look.

"A hillbilly is a hillbilly. I've never eaten something delicious in my life." While speaking, a young nobleman raised his knife and fork gracefully, "I'll try it first, and then I'll tell you the real thing. It's delicious... eh?"

The young nobleman chewed the food in his mouth, his face became a little strange, he seemed to want to vomit, and he seemed to be reluctant, he hesitated for a moment, and finally swallowed...

"How is it?" asked the noble young man on the side.

"Well, that's it, merely this!" The noble young man said slowly, but the movement of his hands did not stop, and he continued to fork into the tumbling pot.

Uh...the surrounding noble youth looked at each other in dismay, and finally raised their forks.

"Aiya, this tastes good. It's like, like..."

"Golden caviar pops in your mouth!"

"Yes Ah, that's what it feels like."

Clang, clang, clang... A metal knife and fork collided.

"Huh... just for this fire, hot pot? Well, it's not wrong to join the Grey Cloth Armed Force!" Frey let out a sigh of relief and said with emotion.

Heh...Tang En shook his head and chuckled. Joining the Grey Cloth Armed Force for the sake of hot pot is naturally a joke, but Tang En is still very excited when he hears that Frey is willing to do so now.

"Hey, Arthur... Oh, the Tang En brother is here too, hurry up, come and taste this hot pot!" Frey saw Tang En standing in the distance and hurriedly greeted him road.

Uh... Joah's heart jumped when he heard the words, and he looked up quickly.

Tang En just happened to look over. Immediately Tang En touched his nose, and Joah buried his blushing face behind the mist.

The scene from yesterday came to both of them at the same time.

"Tang En brother, why are you still standing there? Damn, you bastards aren't here yet... uh, be careful!" Frey, who was greeting, suddenly complexion changed and warned loudly.

Tang En who was walking here also suddenly stopped, and then a roar came from behind, "Tang En, you pay my uncle's life back!"