Chuck finished his patrol, he lifted the curtain and got into the tent, and several of his comrades snored in the light of the light.

Chuck kicked two of them and said, "Eh, it's midnight, it's your turn." ”

"Uh-huh...... two big-shouldered warriors opened their sleepy eyes and began to get dressed.

"Damn, I'm dreaming of making out with the number one of Midnight Roses!" muttered one of the warriors.

"Cut, you can only live in your dreams, it is said that the price of several of the top cards of Midnight Rose has reached a hundred gold coins a night, how can a poor man like you afford to sleep?" Chuck retorted with disdainful pout.

"Can't sleep, just kidding!" The soldier came to his senses: "Lao Tzu is different from you guys who drag your family, Lao Tzu is one person who feeds the whole family and is not hungry, unlike your monthly military salary, the first reaction is to send it home." Lao Tzu's money is stored in the Imperial Bank, and there are five or six hundred gold coins in the past few years, let alone sleeping for one night, I will sleep with her for a week!"

Sooner or later, there will be a time when you will buckle the rope and count the copper coins. But for now, you're going to get out on patrol!" Chuck ignored the two well-dressed warriors, washed up briefly, then took out a quill and ink from his backpack, and a very old journal from under his pillow.

Keeping a diary was a habit that Chuck had developed a long time ago, and even after joining the army, he would spend a few minutes every day before going to bed to write something, and it seemed that he could only fall asleep if he wrote something down. Today, too, he put the ink on the bed, then slipped into the bed and began to write in his diary by the dim light.

"May 27, fine. Chuck recorded the date, he thought about it, and then wrote: "It has been three and a half years since I joined the army, and I still remember that two or three years ago, the imperial battlefield was at a comprehensive disadvantage, and now, our vanguard army has entered the hinterland of the Stoke Empire, and many brothers say that if it goes well through this valley, it will probably only take more than a week to see the thousand-year-old capital." ”

Chuck couldn't help but hesitate when he wrote this, and he continued: "It's really strange to say, just a month ago, our front-line corps had a few hard fights with those Southerners. But since the beginning of May, it was as if the Southerners' legions had suddenly disappeared. Many of the fortresses we haven't attacked are left with nothing but empty shells, and little regular resistance except for a few sentinels in charge of guarding them. Even if they grabbed those poor guys and tortured them, they still couldn't say why, they just said that news came from the thousand-year-old capital, asking them to withdraw to the direction of the imperial capital after the main force, as for the reason, they didn't know.

Could it be a trap that Stoke has set for us?

Forget it, what do you want to do so much? Thanks to the leadership of the captain, we have been able to go so far, and now we just need to trust his command. The empire is now in full swing, and the Second Brigade of the Thirteenth Corps of our Second Army may be the first to climb the walls of the thousand-year-old capital, and if I can personally take off such an honor, I think my younger brothers and sisters will also be proud of me.

As for the two old guys, they did everything they could to stop me, trying to get me to farm at home instead of going to the city. Now, if their son becomes a hero of the empire..... they will forgive me, right? Speaking of which, I haven't eaten my mother's barbecue pie for four or five years......

Forget it, there is no point in thinking so much about things at home, and the monthly military salary is sent back on time, and they should be doing well. Let's think more about the war in front of us!

Another interesting thing is that while the Imperial troops are retreating, many civilians from the south continue to move north with their families. They are always talking about devils, ghosts, and so on.

It's ridiculous! Even if you see that your homeland is about to perish, there is no need to curse the devil in your country, right? Is it an excuse to run away? If this is the case, then this group of people is too pathetic.

Go, you cowardly cowards, and see the territory of the North! Go and see the people of the North! See what kind of people have conquered you!"

Chuck stopped the quill in his hand with some pride, carefully pressed the diary under the pillow, put the quill and ink in his backpack, and then lay down and prepared for sleep.

......

The mournful horn outside the tent shattered Chuck's dream of reuniting with his family, and he scrambled to his feet, then armed himself as fast as he could.

The horn just now meant an enemy attack, and Chuck secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good. He had long felt that Stoker's weakness in the past month had been like a trap, and it seemed that today's cunning Southerners finally couldn't help it.

"Come on, come on......" Chuck muttered excitedly while putting on chain mail, two or three years of battlefield career has made him have little fear of fighting, but because this month's march is boring and has not seen blood for a long time, Chuck always feels a little bored, and today there can be a battle, even if it is a sneak attack battle at a disadvantage, Chuck is also quite excited.

In fact, not only him, but also several other comrades in the tent had more excitement than fear on their faces.

"Come on, come on!" Chuck grabbed the scimitar and shield beside the bed and rushed out.

There was a slight chaos in the barracks, but Chuck was relieved when he saw this. The number of enemies who sneaked up on them was not large, and the chaos in the barracks was only caused by surprise, as long as the other guys calmed down and stabilized their positions, it would be easy to eliminate this group of fools who were not capable of doing their best.

"Hah!" Chuck saw an enemy not far away, and rushed forward with a knife.

Chuck's knife came with all his strength and his highest level sixth-level fighting energy, and the poor guy was directly cut in half by Chuck's knife from his right shoulder to his left waist.

"Bah, bastard!" Chuck spat at the dead body, but when he saw it by the light of the fire, Chuck froze.

Because this corpse has decomposed to the point of decay, it is not a living person at all!

"It's ......," Chuck's eyes widened.

"Oh, there are so many corpses coming out of the thousand-year-old capital! Their bodies are rotten and they can still walk, it's so terrible, I don't want to go back!"

"Don't go over! There is a wave of corpses in the south, they will kill all living beings, and you will die in the past!"

"Devil, devil, devil, the devil has come to the continent again! Death is about to spread across the continent!"

Chuck remembered what the Southern refugees he had met a few days earlier, and he clearly didn't care about them at the time. But now that he saw the living walking corpse, Chuck began to think about the truth of those words again.

"Be careful!" a loud shout rang out from Chuck's side, and Chuck only felt a flash in front of him, and then the rusty and blood-stained two-handed sword grazed the tip of his nose and slashed down. If it weren't for the timely help of the owner of the voice just now, I'm afraid that Chuck would have been cut in half just now.

"What do you want?!" The comrade-in-arms slapped the back of Chuck's head and scolded: "Lao Tzu sleeps and thinks about midnight roses, do you think about this kind of thing when you kid goes to the battlefield?"

"Thank you...... Thank you. Chuck wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Hurry up and get to work!" his comrades ignored Chuck and rushed to the other walking corpse again.

Chuck took a deep breath, banished those distractions, and went into battle again.

Chuck stabbed the walking corpse in the heart, and the walking corpse leaked black blood from the wound that was close to dry. Then Chuck kicked him away, and the walking corpse never moved again.

Chuck couldn't help but fall into confusion again when he saw this scene, but after what had just happened, Chuck didn't dare to waste more time thinking about it now, and after confirming that the corpse was really no longer moving, Chuck launched another attack on other enemies.

The corpses were about half the size of the Imperial Brigade, and they were relatively slow to move and attack in no order. Therefore, encountering the well-armed and well-trained vanguard of the Hawk Empire is naturally a one-sided slaughter situation. With the exception of a few unlucky people who were killed by a siege or sneak attack, the warriors of the Hawke Empire defeated their enemies with great ease.

PS: I wish you all a Merry Christmas, and the children's shoes for the graduate school entrance examination can finally relax, congratulations.