Chapter 550

Chapter 550

2014-08-16

At noon, the sky is high and cloudy. .

At the top of a large city wall, the soldiers squatting on the tall watchtower squinted their eyes. When they saw the end of the official road, there were many silhouettes coming in a neat queue.

I didn't panic, of course, there was no need for it. This is the inside of Zichen Legion defense zone, it is very safe. And even if there is an enemy attacking, there should be someone in front to report in advance.

Sure enough, after a little walk in, a few small silhouettes in the team ran up to one side of the mound, and then several conspicuous flags of different colors were constantly waving.

"Friends, safety. Thunder three armies, division-level establishment, more than 1,300 people... Well, another one who came to take refuge." The watchman narrowed his eyes and whispered the meaning of the semaphore. read one after another. Of course, the latter sentence is pure spit.

Other World doesn't have a telephone, and civil communication basically relies on roaring. But of course the army can't do this. Human wisdom is infinite, so the scouts who specialize in delivering news, and the current semaphore, are all a way of communicating. The semaphore is suitable for short and medium distances. If a team of more than 1,000 people wants to enter the city, it is undoubtedly better to say hello first, so as not to cause any misunderstanding.

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While the watchman was looking at this side, two people on horseback in the team were also looking at the city in the distance. If anyone here with the slightest knowledge of Titus' rank is here, they'll recognize from the markings on their arms that it's a lieutenant, a division commander.

Both of them are middle-aged. If you intuitively judge from their appearance and temperament, the lieutenant should be slightly older than the teacher. Of course, this is just a guess, mainly because although this general has non-mainstream dark red curly hair, his appearance is dignified and his demeanor is calm, while the teacher is deadly aura exposed and looks much more reckless.

But now this calm lieutenant looks a little dazed, his eyes are staring at the city in the distance, but he has no focus. The division commander next to him didn't notice it at first, but when he saw that the lieutenant kept looking at him for a long time, he realized that he was distracted and coughed twice: "cough cough, General, we are here."

"Yes. "The lieutenant was a little nodded, but he still lost his mind.

When the commander saw this, he leaned in and said, "General, don't worry, the previous battle was dictated by the current situation, and no one would have thought that the barbarians would all come over like mad dogs. When we go back and re-mobilize our troops, we will definitely be able to fight. A beautiful turnaround, out of this suffocation."

The deputy finally came back to his senses, noncommittal said with a smile: "hehe, okay, I'll wait to see you This is a turnaround."

The division commander knew that he had guessed wrong, and immediately raised his eyebrow, as if thinking of something, and lowered his voice: "The general is thinking about that arrogant guy... uh."

Before he finished speaking, the general seemed to be in the middle of something, turned his head suddenly, his eyes sharp as a knife. But after seeing the stunned expression on the middle-aged teacher's face again, he instantly dimmed and shook his head gently: "have grown old ... Mason, you have followed me for several decades, and you know what happened back then. Well, I don't know about it in the past few days. What's going on, I always think that guy will suddenly jump out and stab me with a gun... hehe, maybe the older you get, the more timid you get."

"Haha, the general is joking, you are in your prime, Not long ago, when he broke through the siege, he stabbed the head of the barbarian who was blocking the way, and it has nothing to do with the old word." The middle-aged teacher called Mason shook his head with a smile, but there was no trace of flattery in his expression, and then he took a moment. He pondered, casually said, "General, you don't need to worry too much. No matter how the self-righteous guy escaped the disaster, but since he didn't obediently and honestly find a place to hide, and kept his name incognito, he dared to sway. If you come to the front line, that is yourself seeking death!"

After a while, this Maisen was worthy of his appearance and temperament, and he opened his mouth with a bloody fiendish qi, "hehe, and he also deserves to be damned. The gray eagle who was the bow and arrow instructor later recognized it. This is God's will. Let's do it again and send him to hell completely! Haha, although because of this damned barbarian, we cut off contact with that kid Kolo. But If you guessed correctly, he is afraid that he has already fallen into the wilderness of the corpse and gave the vulture the flesh and blood, and the skeleton doesn't exist."

Speaking of Ke Luo, the red-haired lieutenant is naturally Fernandez. The red-haired ferret in their mouths - Werner.

Hearing Mason's words of confidence and contentment, he didn't show any excitement or joy. He squinted again at the city wall that was getting closer, and his expression was somewhat reminiscent: "It's too early to say this, Frey. He is not an easy person to give up, and he is not an easy person to deal with... Well, in fact, I have always admired him, and even admired him a little. If it wasn't for fate, if we were assigned to the same division at the same time, we had to be compared by others. .I believe that I will become a good friend with him, even a brother who will depend on life and death on the battlefield. It's a pity...it's a pity that we are only destined to be enemies, and he is too good, too good... good enough to let the people around him People can't emit any light, they can only curl up and crouch under his shadow."

Speaking of this, Weiner's words were filled with resentment, and he probably realized that, so he shut up. Slow down. Mason on the side was silently nodded. He and Gray Eagle, who was transferred to the rear as a bow and arrow instructor, were both old men who had followed Werner for several decades. He was also a member of the Tornado Blades back then, so he naturally knew how Werner felt. In fact, when they themselves are compared with the soldiers of the Thunderbolt breaking the formation team, why don't they feel the same way.

"Of course, it's pointless to say this now." Werner shook his head slightly, "Since he is already an enemy, he must be killed by any means! It's like poured water, Impossible to get it back, what we can do now is to sprinkle some dust and bury the water traces completely."

"Don't worry, General." Even more intensely, "Now is not his Frey's era. Even if that kid Kolo didn't kill him, with our current status, there are still a lot of chances to kill him."

Wei Gnar did not object this time, slightly no. The fact is that this is the case, today Werner is the title of Deputy General, and Frey is just a battalion commander, or the Grey Cloth Armed Force. No matter how you look at it, it is directly crushed without suspense. But then he said cautiously: "This matter needs to be resolved as soon as possible. He may not know that I was behind the scenes, but the nobleman was killed by him. If you force him to ask, and spread it again, it will be a big trouble."

After a pause, as if thinking of something, he continued: "Oh, there is. Although the current Frey is not a big threat to us, it should not be taken lightly. That lunatic Barlow was his back then. Man, if he knows that Frey isn't dead, we won't have a chance."

Barrow's involvement in the siege of the Grey Cloth Armed Force last year is well known to most of the Thunder Legion. But no one has heard of Barlow meeting Frey. The reason for this is of course because Barlow didn't publicize it after he came back. After all, the relationship between Grey Cloth Armed Force and Titus was very tense at that time. If Frey's identity was exposed, it would not cause hatred. As for now, Barlow really didn't know that Frey had come to the front line. Otherwise, if he intervened in his position, how could it be possible for Frey and the others to go to the front line of wilderness as cannon fodder.

"Understood." Mason simply nodded, Barlow is also a general, Level 1 higher than Vernal, of course they have to be careful to avoid it, "General, don't worry, wait until you go back this time. , I immediately started to investigate all the news of Frey. Hehe, after so many years, they are still in the light, and we are still in the dark. Last time he was able to run a thousand miles to kill the brain-dead noble, can he still run and kill this time Are we?"

"hehe..." This ironic remark made Werner's mouth rise and he chuckled.

At this time, the advancing team has reached the city gate. The soldiers guarding the city had already received the news from the watchtower, and they politely stepped forward to verify the road here, and then waved their hands to let go. But at this moment, suddenly,

an uproar...

A scuffle came from behind, Weiner turned his head in shock, and immediately brows frowned. I saw a small team rushing to the city gate at the same time, and looking at their armor style, it turned out to be Thunder Legion. However, their expressions were very anxious, and their actions were savage and rude. They even broke through the queue here and insisted on rushing towards the city gate.

Under normal circumstances, the behavior of crossing and ramming other teams' arrays without any reason can be said to be a taboo in the army. This involves the issue of the sense of honor of the soldiers in the team. If you are not careful, it will be a group fight. It's no wonder that Weiner frowned when he saw this, a little dissatisfied.

The soldiers guarding the city have passed by, but the negotiation is not very smooth. I saw a big guy on the other side holding a road sign and roaring: "Get out of the way, let me get out of the way, we are here. Someone is injured, and now they have to go to the city for treatment... How dare you stop me? Get out of the way..."

Weiner suddenly realized that it was time to send the wounded soldiers to the city for treatment, so Under the anger, the other party naturally can't care about other things.

Mason's face was a little gloomy when he saw this: "Hey, which unit are these bastards from? Dare to charge my division..."

"Forget it." Waving his hand, Weiner Er was generous, driving the horses to move to one side, "The team spreads out, let them advance."

Blocking the wounded soldiers from entering the city for treatment is unreasonable no matter where they go. Although at Werner's level, if he really wants to advance, the other party can't do anything about him, but this kind of self-destructing reputation is certainly not a good idea.

Mason also knew this, so even though he was a little dissatisfied, he waved his soldiers to spread out to the sides, making way for the road to the city gate.

Soon, the hurried-looking group of soldiers in the back walked into the middle of the line and approached where Werner and the others were.

Well? Weiner suddenly frowned at this time, and I don't know if it was an illusion. He felt that some of these soldiers looked at this side a few times, and those eyes seemed to be familiar...

Mason didn't care, seeing these The soldiers were covered in blood, mud, and despair. Some of them were carried on simple stretchers. They couldn't help smacking their lips: "tsk tsk, this injury obtain is not light..."

Injury...a lightning flash It flashed through Mai Sen's mind, his scalp was numb, and his face changed greatly, "No! This is inside the Zichen Legion defense area, where are they injured?"

Before he finished speaking, shua... An azure glow long spear was suddenly raised in the middle of the team, and the lightning glow overflowed and shone on the spot. Immediately the angry roar exploded, "Start!"

The familiar long spear, the familiar lightning glow... Weiner's pupils suddenly shrank sharply, the coolness behind his back shot straight from the caudal vertebrae to his head, and he lost his voice. Called, "Frey!"

…………(To be continued.)