On the official road that stretches out of nowhere, the dense crowd is crowded with the official road, looking down from the air, it looks more like a big black snake crawling slowly on the ground, but for the old and weak women standing on both sides of the official road, they are watching the people who walk by them walk to another place, and they may never come back.

How many old people wept bitterly and were paralyzed on the ground, how many women supported each other and hid their faces and wept, how many children looked around blankly, looking at the crowd passing by them, there were only sons in the old people's families, husbands and women in women, and even fathers of children.

Because this is an army, an army that is going to the battlefield.

The war between the Shire Dynasty and the Dubai Dynasty has lasted for as many as 17 years, and the troops invested by both sides have already exceeded 50 million, and there are nearly 10 million soldiers who have remained on the battlefield forever

The army of the Shire Dynasty, stretching for hundreds of miles, dense and endless, infantry, archers, cavalry, and heavy equipment marched cross-legged with each other, advancing and retreating flexibly, so it can be seen that this team is well-trained and the level of generals is extraordinary

Between the marching team approaching the front of more than 100,000 people, there was a group of people who looked relaxed at this time, and some talked and laughed with the team, completely out of place with the surrounding large army that was silently hurrying silently.

"Fool, remember the clothes of those bunnies on the other side, they are different from us, don't cut the wrong person."

"Remember, fool, stop yelling, you'll attract more enemies."

"Fool, look, there was a beautiful woman on the side of the road just now, go and ask me where her family lives?"

"Fool, what do you think of me..."

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This is a small detachment, dozens of people, it is a forward unit, it is said to be a forward, in fact, it is just a cannon fodder, it is the detachment with the highest mortality rate on the battlefield, and most of these people are ruffians among the low-level people, thieves, slaves, etc. who were captured or confiscated into the army, and the fool in the mouth of the crowd is a teenager who looks fourteen or fifteen years old.

The boy was thin, well-dressed, and his hair was messy, but it was incredibly one of the few people in the entire squad with the cleanest clothes and face, and there was a large broadsword hanging behind his back, and behind the broadsword was a small shield. The reason why the boy had such a big broadsword was that he killed a small general of the Dubai Dynasty in a previous battle and brought his weapon with him.

Generally speaking, cleaning the battlefield afterwards, in addition to continuing to kill those remnants of the enemy soldiers, is to loot the opponent's weapons and martial arts cheats, spells, money, etc., these are common on the mainland, if the opponent's general-level generals are killed, in addition to showing the corpse to hit the opponent's morale, holding the opponent's weapon can also hit the opponent and motivate themselves.

A weapon like a broadsword, in the eyes of a tens of thousands of people, is similar to a kitchen knife or a dagger, but in the eyes of a small squad leader, it is simply a high-level weapon, so when the fool happily resisted the big broadsword and returned to the camp, a squad leader took a fancy to it and asked the fool to hand it in. With the discipline of the army, he was required to surrender,

For a normal person to be a fool, it's almost impossible for you to get something he likes from that.

So even if the team leader tried his best, the fool still smiled stupidly and played with his big broadsword, repeating the word "don't give".

This made the captain angry, because it didn't work for the fool before, and there was already a group of soldiers around to watch the excitement.

"Disobey the orders of your boss, catch me, and kill me." He said viciously to his cronies.

The cronies took down the fool who was still playing with his little toy (big broadsword) and knelt in front of the team leader.

"Grass you paralyzed dog mongrel, you dare to go against me." The team leader spat at the fool who was kneeling on the ground and said disgustingly.

"Kill you, your grandfather and I should be regarded as military merits, saving military rations." The little pair said as he drew his knife and slashed down.

The fool kneeling on the ground didn't understand why the person who was "talking and laughing" with him just now suddenly took himself down and knelt in front of him, was he planning to play other games with himself?

Then he looked up, and saw a knife falling on his head, for a moment, he seemed to understand something, but then, he saw a head flying, a stream of blood splashed on his face, covering his eyes, the fool didn't know what was happening, but he knew that the flying head was not his own, because he had seen many flying heads on the battlefield, and his face was often splashed with the blood of different people, he didn't know whose blood it was, but he knew that the feeling of blood splashing on his face was the same, It's hot and sticky with a bit of saltiness and fishiness, which is a very bad feeling for fools, so every time after the war, he has to wash the blood all over his body, and he doesn't like it.

"Zangba, are you looking for death?" The cronies looked at the man who came out to rescue the fool and shouted.

When the onlookers saw that their captain had been killed, they immediately surrounded the man named Zangpa.

"Zangpa, what do you mean by that? Rebellion? "It was the captain of the thirteenth squad who was killed, and the deputy captain said angrily to Zangba at this time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Zangba, the leader of the eighth squad, is in his thirties.

"guys, the boss is surrounded." When the onlookers saw the captain being surrounded, they shouted, and they also picked up their weapons and surrounded them.

In just a moment, the thirteenth squad and the eighth squad sharpened their knives and confronted each other. As for the central figure of the events, the fool, it seems that people all over the world no longer remember.

"Zangba, give me an explanation!" The vice captain of the thirteenth squad asked angrily.

"Explain you, Barra." A member of the Eighth Squad immediately returned the word.

"Looking for death?" One of the opponents of the thirteenth squad immediately shouted.

"Who said that? Says who? Come out, I can't fucking kill you sleeping with your mother. Another member of the Eighth Squad shouted.

"Get out, ** really embarrassed the face of the eighth squad." It wasn't the thirteenth squad that said this, it was the eighth squad, and the member who spoke just now was kicked away by his companions.

"Hahaha......" The members of the eighth squad burst into laughter.

"You ......" the members of the thirteenth team roared with anger and blood-red eyes.

"Kill ......"

"Kill ......"

Seeing that the two teams were about to fight, at this time, a coercion came in the air

"Do you want to rebel?" An indifferent and majestic voice rang out.

"Humble Greetings to the Commander"

"Knock on the Commander."

"Knock on the commander", the two teams who were about to fight heard the sound and immediately knelt down towards the approaching figure.

The commander was a young man in his twenties, and he walked to the front of the two teams and looked at the corpses that were still bubbling with blood. Looked at it coldly.

"Who killed it?"

"Report to the commander of the thousand, it's the leader of the eighth squad, Zangba." The deputy captain of the thirteenth squad asked Yan and immediately replied.

"Why?"

"Execute soldiers who disobey orders. Zangba came to the rescue and killed our captain," replied the vice-captain.

"Where's the soldier?"

"Hmm...... There," the vice-captain pointed to the fool who knelt not far away and was having a good time playing with the big broadsword. He was told that when he saw everyone kneeling, he would kneel with him, as if he were eating with everyone, otherwise he would starve.

The fool was afraid of hunger, so when he saw the people around him kneeling, he also knelt down

"Name?" The commander continued to ask coldly.

。。。

"Name?" The commander's voice was tinged with anger.

"Huh. . . Tell the commander. He's a fool and doesn't have a name," the vice-captain said in a cold sweat that began to flow down his face.

"Bring him."

"Don't give it," the fool who was still immersed in his own world just now, suddenly heard the word "take", hid the big broadsword behind him, and looked at the commander vigilantly, at this time the blood on his face had already dried out, and he couldn't see his face clearly but couldn't hide the vigilant eyes,

The commander guard who was about to catch the fool stood still, looking at the fool who was tightly guarding the big broadsword, and the commander was also stunned, his face flashed with anger, but he didn't say anything more,

"It's mine, and no one will give it." The fool had already stood up at this time, hugged the big broadsword from behind to his chest, protected it tightly, and said to everyone vigilantly,

"What the hell is going on?" The commander looked at the young man, his face pale

"Yes......"

"Shut up, this official didn't ask you," the deputy commander was coldly interrupted by the commander as soon as he spoke,

"You tell the official." He asked, pointing to Zangpa.

"Sir, the captain of the other party relies on himself to be the commander, and uses military discipline to blackmail his subordinates to hand over the spoils of war, and if he fails to coerce him, he will lynch his subordinates."

According to military discipline, no commander may demand that his subordinates hand over all the spoils of war except for living animals, and any spoils of war shall be given to individuals. Only prisoners of war, horses and beasts, mounts, etc., are under the unified management of the army.

"A normal commander actually grabbed the spoils of war with a fool, and killing such a person can be regarded as a military merit and saving military rations." Zangba said coldly and sarcastically.

"You ......" The vice captain's face was dark, and the corners of his eyes twitched, so loudly slapped him.

The same sentence, but the person who said it just now can no longer hear it, and he can no longer imagine that this sentence will be returned to him as it is.

"Really?"

"Ask everyone."

"Really?" The commander's voice sounded slowly. Asked the soldiers on their knees

"Really!!"

"Seriously!"

"Seriously!"

The sound sounded neatly and loudly.

The deputy captain of the thirteenth squad was already sweating and trembling at this time, and the two cronies were even more paralyzed on the ground.

Anyone who privately asks his subordinates to hand over the spoils of war, once it is found and verified, will be punished with a cane for the lightest, and directly executed for the heavier ones, which is the rule of almost all the imperial dynasties on the mainland, and war is everywhere and everywhere on this continent, and if you want to feed the army, it is not only a serious burden to rely on the treasury to provide for it, but it is also impossible to completely eliminate the existence of soldiers secretly hiding the booty, so in order to reduce the soldiers' grievances and encourage morale, it is stipulated that everything except living animals belongs to individual soldiers, and no one can ask for handover, but there is no restriction on transactions.

There is a legend that there was an example of the Charr Dynasty, a low-level soldier picked up a secret book of magic skills on the battlefield, practiced in secret, and after refining it, he killed a prince of the Dudu Bai Dynasty in one fell swoop, and became the new general of the Charr Dynasty, which was widely spread in the army.

"Two hundred rods, bringing merit to atone for sins." The deputy captain and the eighth team were suddenly paralyzed in the center of the ground and breathed a sigh of relief, and their lives were finally saved.

Since then, the fool in the mouth of the crowd has become a member of the eighth detachment, to be precise, the boy followed Zangba, and in his consciousness, Zangba is a good person.

Everyone thought that the young fool had no chance of surviving on the battlefield, and that knife was just his luck and picked it up, but to everyone's surprise, not only did he survive all the current wars, but he also killed a lot of enemies, which surprised all the people in the eight squads.

"Fool, who taught you that set of knife techniques?"

"Fool, when you get to the battlefield, remember to go ahead."

"Fool, if you want to run away, remember to shout, remember the slogan: Kill Dubai, don't shout wrong, otherwise we will... The team member gestured with his hand to his neck and was slashed.

"Fool, cut a few more, I'll treat you to delicious food when I turn around, as well as your little "divine beast"".

"Hiss......" The young fool's shoulder was black, but there were a few white spots on his abdomen, and the little "divine beast" roared in protest at the team member who spoke.

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