At the end of the three days, there will always be some soldiers jumping off the city wall, of course, they are not practicing some kind of martial arts, nor do they feel that they have grown wings to fly, they ...... I just want to see the god of light. There are many reasons why they want to see the god of light: some people suddenly learn that their daughter-in-law, thousands of miles away, has remarried, and their own son has become someone else's son: someone's own brother has been selected into the scout army and has not returned for three years in the northern mist, and there are recruits who can't adapt to the suppression of their superiors......

Based on this oppressive environment, the veteran's death did not stir up any waves. The soldiers guarding the corpses disposed of the corpses with expressionless faces, dug pits, and buried them. Judging by their proficiency and facial expressions, it is obvious that this is not the first time they have done this.

Early the next morning, Hajvi Yakel stood in front of a small hill and pondered silently. Beneath the hill is the corpse of a scout veteran. He was thinking, if he agreed to the other party's request, would he not have made the decision to "fly"?

At this point, all thoughts were superfluous, and he only remembered the scout veteran who had been with him for a year, and then walked back to his dark green camp tent and began to pack up his salute.

Today was the day he had returned to the south, and after packing up all his salutes, he waited for a while in the barracks, and seeing that the large army back to the south was still gathering, he did not summon it, but walked up the stairs up the city wall.

The walls of the Endless Wall were ten zhang high, and every hundred paces, there were black forts as high as fifteen zhang, and the boulders that made up the walls were dark gray with the hideous plants that struggled to grow in the cracks in the walls. There was no nostalgia, just pure curiosity, and after five years of being here, he had never looked closely at this wonder of humanity.

Everyone knows that the Endless Wall is to defend against aliens who have been driven to the far north, but after living here for five years, where has he ever seen the shadow of a foreign race? Could it be that the aliens are all hidden in the white mist, digging traps and waiting for humans to jump?

Almost every month, the Endless Wall Administration, which manages the right size, selects scouts from the barracks to scout in the mist. It's better to say it's an investigation, but it's better to send it to death. Even rookies who have just been on the Endless Wall for a month know that this is a life-saving job. Cowards will walk to the top of the Great Wall and jump down, and they will not go into the fog.

The horror of the fog is obvious to all, even if they have no idea what is really in the fog. Very few of the people sent into the fog came back alive, sometimes a scout team of 100 people entered, and after two days one or two would come out, and then the nervous survivors would be secretly met by the Great Wall Administration, and then they would be heard from again.

It's business as usual, and there will still be people who will be chosen to be scouts who go into the fog. At the beginning, they started with veterans who were about to be discharged, they had enough experience, and after going to an unfamiliar environment, they could get the most information in the shortest time.

Finally, at the end, there is a way - a lottery. The ten legions of the Endless Wall, each legion draws ten people into the fog to explore the news, almost every month, whether it is a veteran or a recruit, will face a lottery, and they vividly describe this as a lottery of death - if you win the lottery, you will die.

As the logistics officer, Hajvi Yaker doesn't have to deal with the trouble of the death lot, he only needs to do his job every day, and then be responsible for mentally counting the days when he will go home. Today is the day he goes home, and looking back on his five-year military camp career, he really can't find any place worth remembering. Terrible food, terrible tents, and everything terrible.

This was the last time he stood on the Endless Wall and looked north, he thought he could touch one of his nerves, and use it to be sentimental, but he thought about it too much, and stood

On the city wall, he only felt the coldness of the wind and the urge to go down as soon as possible.

Today is also the time of the January lottery for death, and the results of the lottery have already come out before dawn.

At this moment, the three-zhang high gate of the Endless Wall has slowly opened. Haijvi Yakel stood on top of the wall and looked down at the hundred unlucky people who came out of the wall like ants. At this moment, he was only glad that the direction he was leaving was south. The other defenders on the walls were also glad that no one wanted to go out of the city to serve as scouts, although they had three times the amount of mercy to be paid.

"Lord Haijvi, the team to the south is ready, and it is time for us to go. A soldier in white light armor approached Hajvi Yakel and whispered, "Your Excellency, it's Baron Pardeman who is passing with us, and he's asked me to bring you a message. ”

"What news?" asked Baron Haijvi, turning.

With a hint of hesitation and a hint of annoyance on his face, the pro-soldier guard groaned for a moment, and he whispered, "Paderman said that when he returns to the south, he will buy our flower prairie. When he said this, he withheld his honorifics.

Hearing this, Hajvi Yakel frowned. He was no longer young, and the crow's feet he saw were a sign of his old age. "What is this? The notice before the forced purchase and sale?I was stripped of my barony, and I was left with only the flower meadow, and wasn't it enough that he took away my two medium-sized cities?" he said through gritted teeth.

As a personal guard of the Flower Prairie, it is obvious that he is of the same mind as Baron Hajvi Yakel, "My lord, I don't want to be ruled by that shameless guy, never! You have exempted our Flower Prairie from taxes for ten years, therefore, my father, a baker who only wakes up early to prepare pastries, will have extra money to hire a martial arts teacher for me, although I am a Jodelman, you did not dislike me, let me be your personal soldier, my lord, if necessary, I am willing to do everything for you." ”

Under the wind, Haijivi Yakel stood on the city wall against the background of the white mist, as if he did not understand the hint of his own guard, and fell completely silent, and after a long time, he said: "Hu Wei, your brother Juan died five years ago...... Your father, my early master, is the only son left of yours, and I want to leave a seed for him. ”

Hearing this, Juan's face flashed with sadness, he was not with him when his brother died, and the letters from the south said that his brother did not even leave the body, which made him feel a deep sense of self-blame. "My lord, what if we go back to the Flower Prairie and that Padman guy forcibly forces us?"

"We'll find a way when we go back, although we have lost our noble titles, not everyone can bully us. ”

Hu Wei's face was still worried, and he said: "My lord, if you don't have the title of baron, the pro-soldier guards will also be disbanded, and after returning to the flower grassland, we will completely lose our support......!

"Shut up!" Hajvi Yaker interrupted as he walked under the walls.

Juan looked at Hajvi Yaker's back, then at the team that was gathering in the camp, and he clenched his fists.

Beneath the city walls, there was a scene of joy.

Those who can assemble in the camp at this time are veterans who have completed five years of military service and can temporarily return to their hometowns. The "temporary" here must be explained, and when it is said to be temporary, in fact, in the eyes of some people, it can also be equated with permanence. Because as long as there are no large-scale campaigns, they can never bother with conscription.

During the five years of military service, almost every day was spent in regular training, and with the exception of a few horse thieves sent south to suppress them, their long swords were hardly unsheathed. The prophecy of the so-called astrologer from the royal capital seemed like child's play, and he waited for five years in the barracks of the Endless Wall, and he did not have it

See the shadow of any enemy emerge from the northern mist.

So, for these people, starting today, it can be regarded as liberation.

The southbound contingent consisted of less than a hundred, of which ten were personal guards of Hajvi Yakel, and all the rest were Baron Pardeman's subordinates. Hajvi Yaker walked to the center of the southbound procession with two of his own soldiers, thinking to himself that if he could still retain the title of baron, he would be able to have more southbound places like Paderman, and his bodyguard, the Scout Veteran, would not have to die.

"Baron Hydgwick!" Baron Paderman, who was in the center of the procession, saw Hygivi Yakel who was surrounded at a glance, and immediately rushed over and greeted him in a rough voice, "Baron Hydgwick, I haven't seen you for a long time! Oh! I'm sorry! I forgot about your title that was stripped of by His Majesty the King! Oh! What a pity! How could your daughter be so beautiful that she had married a Yodelman? This is really the biggest scandal in two hundred years! I'm sorry, I shouldn't have described it in a scandal in front of you, and please forgive me for being so upright!Now that I think about it, I didn't marry my son to your daughter, and it was the smartest decision I had!" he said in such a loud voice that he wished everyone could hear his speech. His son stood beside him, with a heroic and proud face, looking at Hajvi Yakel with his nostrils.

It's completely fabricated out of thin air! It's completely revenge! It's obviously me who rejected your marriage! You dirty, shameless, and lying guy wants to take revenge on me! Hajvi Yaker, who has reached the age of fifty, instantly narrowed his eyes, he did not interrupt Paderman's insulting words, this is his last dignity as a gentleman, nobles speak, commoners cannot interrupt, this implements the most basic etiquette of the kingdom of Arkel for two hundred years. At this time, he is a commoner, and Baron Paderman is a nobleman, "I heard that Baron Pademan is going to buy the flower grassland," and after the other party finished speaking, Hajvi Yaker groaned deeply, and finally announced directly to his face, "I will not agree, never will!"

Hearing this, Baron Padman's rough face did not show any dissatisfaction, he put his hand on his fat belly, shook his head and said: "Hajvi Yakel, you have to understand one thing, I am not seeking your advice! After you lose your baron title, the Flower Meadow has become the property of the Arker royal family, I only need to pay the Arkel royal family gold coins now, and the Flower Grassland will change its name and surname, and the two villages on the grassland will also pay taxes to me Padman Yatong! I heard that you have exempted the Flower Grassland from paying taxes for ten years! That's great, they must be the richest villagers on the continent, and I wonder how much tax they want to collect...... Well, this one has to be carefully considered, and it's fun to think about it. Of course, you can keep your broken estate, but don't forget to pay me taxes!, it's a pity, although your surname is Yakel, but you have nothing to do with the royal family of Yaker, and your daughter is still involved with Yodelman......" He said as he walked towards his carriage, leaving Hajvi Yakel in his place.

A sullen breath clung to his chest, and Hajvi Yakel suddenly felt a strong urge to draw his sword!

Swish!

But the sound of the long sword unsheathed suddenly sounded in his ears! It was Hu Wei, he didn't turn his head, but he could tell. There were two other guards following behind Hu Wei, and that posture also had the urge to draw his sword!

"Stop!" Hajvi Yaker tried to stop him, "I've been stripped of my barony, won't my words work?"

Hearing this, Huvi's guard figure stopped, and silently returned to Haijivi Yakel's side.

Baron Paderman, who had just walked out not far away, naturally heard a strange noise behind him, and his son stood beside him in light armor, and his long sword was suddenly unsheathed. The battle didn't happen, and when he turned around to see the scene behind him, the corners of his mouth showed a strange smile......