"Who is it?!"

How many times have I said that the most important thing for a swordsman is to hone his will! Asuna's face turned red and she turned her head to the captains and said angrily. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The official level crushed people to death.

A few people had no choice but to silently take over the black cauldron.

"But ......"

Asuna glanced at the aromatic barbecue twice, and couldn't take her eyes off it.

"But you're going to bring some for the others, aren't you?" Chen Xiao squinted his eyes, smiled and cut a large piece of meat with a knife and skewered it on a wooden stick and handed it to her:

"Alas! Asuna, you're always like this, and only Kirito can stand your temper......"

"Hey, hey! What Kirito! What are you talking about? Asuna frowned.

"Ahem, nothing." Chen Xiao coughed a little embarrassed, and then remembered that because of the arrival of himself and others, the original couple was now just strangers.

But what makes up for it is that the luck of the Moonlit Night Black Cat Regiment did not die in the dungeon, and the tragedy did not repeat itself.

I don't know if it's lucky or unfortunate for the two.

"If you don't eat, you won't eat, I'll go back to the tent!" Asuna's face glowed red in the light of the fire.

With a straight face, he returned to his tent in a huff.

Lowered the curtain, but she didn't choose to start her daily Douqi cultivation, but stuck to the edge of the tent, listening to the frolicking of everyone outside......

The players outside the tent ate in full swing.

But when the tied up men saw that everyone was eating well, they stopped doing it, and shouted at the middle-aged captain who was in charge of guarding the camp tonight: "Mr. Knight, look at us here, my brothers are almost hungry!" ”

"That's it, that's it, it's okay to give me a calf, captain, don't let that kid Gru cut that piece of meat!"

Only then did the middle-aged captain notice that the brothers in the corner of the camp were tied up and had not eaten.

Some of his dark faces were red from the firelight, and he turned his head to Chen Xiao next to the barbecue grill on the fire and asked, "Captain Chen Xiao, I've been walking for most of the day, you see that there is nothing unusual about them, or untie the rope......

Although the positions of the two are comparable, and even as the captain of the first team, he is theoretically higher than Chen Xiao's miscellaneous team, but now everyone in the camp knows that this new captain is not easy to mess with, and his strength is said to be above the deputy head Asuna......

Therefore, the middle-aged captain still has a lot of respect for Chen Xiao.

Chen Xiao frowned, still a little worried: "After all, that Sam was also exposed after a whole day, for everyone's safety, I suggest that I observe it for another night." ”

"I can't take it anymore! Are you treating me like a dog? It's better to kill Lao Tzu, come on! ”

While Chen Xiao was talking to the middle-aged captain, among the few players who were tied up, a burly Blood Alliance knight kicked away the barbecue that had just been placed at his feet, and scolded Chen Xiao loudly.

"It's you, the kid who talked to the old captain, how long have you been in the Blood Alliance Knights to attack us, are you ill-intentioned!"

"What are you calling blindly, Captain Chen Xiao is also for you and for the safety of the entire Knights!" The middle-aged captain's face darkened, and he scolded the two knights with a big face.

The prestige of the old captain in the hearts of everyone is quite high, and even if those people are not convinced, they can only stare at Chen Xiao viciously and curse from their hearts.

"Mr. Chen Xiao, you tie us up, we have no opinion, but we have a request." The two NPC mercenaries were very honest and didn't make any noise on the sidelines.

"We just hope to be able to attend our companion's funeral later."

"Funeral? I'm sorry, but your companions are already in the flames......" Chen Xiao was a little puzzled by what they meant.

"Mr. Chen Xiao, let me explain this matter to you." Hunter walked over, with some solemnity in his eyes:

"The mercenary group on the ice field, whether our companions live or die, we should be responsible for them."

"If they still have bones, we will bring them back to their hometowns, and if not, we will place the ashes that night and sing funeral songs."

In his hand, Hunter took out a small tin box, with a half-open lid, and inside was the ashes that had been burned white.

"Do you have to do it?" Chen Xiao frowned.

"It's tradition." Hunter's expression was also very serious, and he didn't give an inch.

"That's it!" The tied up players shouted again:

"I just can't stand it, I've joined the Blood Alliance Knights since the start of the service, you say, have I ever betrayed my brothers? This scar on his face, Lev, tell me how it came about! The burly player blushed with excitement as he looked at an immature young man by the fire.

"Yes, it's Brother Lunen, who was injured in order to save me......" The young man's expression was a little guilty, and he looked at Chen Xiao and begged: "Captain Chen Xiao, otherwise we will let them go, I believe that Brother Lunen ......"

"Let them go, I believe brother!"

"Put! Put! ”

The Knights of the Blood Alliance believe in chivalry.

At this moment, the blood of this group of players also seemed to be activated, and they slapped their chests and shouted one after another.

"Your Excellency Chen Xiao......" The middle-aged captain looked at Chen Xiao with some embarrassment, but Chen Xiao had already seen the answer in his eyes.

"Let it go, as long as you don't regret it." Chen Xiao looked at the burly mercenary who was always holding his head high, and sighed helplessly.

Forget it, anyway, my goal is the group of monsters on the ice field......

The players were overjoyed, and the young man named Lev was the first to run up and open the rope for the burly player and give him a big hug. With the addition of these people, the bonfire seemed to burn more enthusiastically, and soon everyone swept away the barbecue from the grill.

Seeing that everyone was quiet, Hunter nodded to an elderly mercenary beside him.

The old mercenary's face was covered with dirt and dust, and his face was a little difficult to see, but the golden maroon mustache was neatly trimmed, and the skin around his lips was the last pure land on his entire face.

He took out a harmonica from his bosom and blew it lowly, and some sad music came out of the campfire.

"You and I are each other's bread that they love to eat."

"You and I are each other's unbearable hunger."

"You and I are both iron swords in each other's hands."

"Mutual understanding, no need to mess up or tidy up at all."

"Veterans don't die, they don't wither......"

"Veterans don't die, they don't wither, they don't wither!"

The mercenaries bowed their heads in unison, this is a funeral song passed down from generation to generation by mercenaries, Sam has no body after his death, and he can only use this song to send him to rest.

The knight players also unsheathed their swords one after another, and plunged their long swords into the dirt, and their strong voices echoed in the valley, indescribably sad.

This is the life of a mercenary, or more precisely, an NPC, humble as mustard, but full of all the valleys......