Chapter 4: Are You a Grand Duke Amazing?

"Didn't you tell you to concentrate on standing guard, why are you sleeping while standing guard again?"

A junior officer at the south gate of Welsh City angrily reprimanded a thin soldier, who was at most fifteen years old, and the fat armor on his body even became a problem with sexual movement. There were supposed to be sixteen men standing guard at the huge city gate, but now he was the only one left. Why? Quite simply, he was a commoner, a commoner who was slightly better than a slave, and the kind of poor man who had no power at home and could become a slave at any time.

Boubert didn't say anything and bowed his head to accept the reprimand, he didn't dare to refute anything, he needed money. Although the job of a city gatekeeper is hard, there is still at least six silver coins to be paid every month, and the doorman of a high-end hotel in the city can only get two silver coins a month. He was able to get this job because he inadvertently helped the city lord pick up the documents that had fallen on the ground, and he didn't want to lose this job.

Bobert inadvertently raised his eyes to look at the team leader, but immediately stayed there in surprise for a moment, his eyes fixed on the team leader's back. The team leader was reprimanding when he suddenly saw Bobert's change, turned his head and screamed, and collapsed on the ground, a huge golden-eyed golden-veined white tiger was glaring at him, and it seemed that he had been standing there for a long time.

The face of a little old man with fluffy sideburns and oily stains suddenly appeared and blocked his vision, and the team leader retreated more than half a meter in fright until he leaned on Bobbert's body before stopping, it was only then that he recognized who the little old man was, and immediately stood up and said tremblingly:

"You're back, Grand Duke! The city lord has been looking for you for a long time! Miss Hailan has already taken all the cities, and will notify her as soon as you appear. Are you going directly to the City Lord's Mansion or to the hunting ground now?"

The little old man thought for a moment and turned around and said:

"Well, boy, are we going to the City Lord's Mansion or to the hunting ground?"

At this time, the team leader noticed that there were two people sitting on the back of the giant tiger, and in front of him was a beautiful girl with black hair and black eyes, the clothes on her body were a little strange, not like the popular style on the mainland, and she was holding a snow-white short sword with a strange style, which looked like it should be an ornament. The girl's good face is a handsome young man with white hair and black eyes, dressed in fine silver light riding armor, although he does not carry any weapons, but it always gives people a kind of fear from the heart. The boy didn't say anything, but the girl said to the little old man in a jerky mainland lingua franca:

"You, again"

The girl thought for a long time and sat in her deep boy and said:

"It's in the way again. Get out of the way."

The girl nodded excitedly, and the little old man got out of the way like a frosted eggplant. In the amazed eyes of the people around him, the giant tiger carried the two people slowly into the city of Wales. Everyone was thinking about the identities of the two people, and they actually asked a grand duke to make way for them, and they had heard the meaning of Gaicai more than once. As we all know, the only remaining grand dukes are the direct descendants of the highest-ranking first-class grand dukes in the early days of the founding of the country, and their status is so high that even the princes and princesses who are usually high up have to give way first when they meet them, and the only people who can make the grand dukes give way are the great sacrifices of each temple in addition to the emperor. But now it seems that the pair of boys and girls don't fit any of them, and who they are makes people wonder who they are.

The little old man glared at the squad leader dissatisfiedly and said:

"It's all because of you! They're! You're here to stand guard for me from now on!"

The little old man pouted, looked at the planner, took two steps back, and said to Bobbert:

"From now on, you're going to take over his job!"

After the little old man finished speaking, he stepped forward and chased after him, leaving behind the former squad leader who wanted to cry without tears, and Bobert, who had not yet woken up from the blow of "great sorrow and joy" just now.

Yun Na sat on the back of the white tiger and looked at the buildings on both sides of the street that resembled the European architectural style of the medieval period, and from time to time pointed to something for the little old man next to the white tiger to see. Although neither of the old nor the young could understand what the other was saying, they were still chatting enthusiastically. Xue Yueji looked at the two of them helplessly, he really couldn't figure it out, these two people were now chatting about two completely different topics in two languages that had nothing in common at all, so they could still talk for so long, he really had to admire the imagination and understanding of body language.

Finally, on the battlefield on the edge of life and death, the snow moon mark that honed the patience as steady as Mount Tai really couldn't bear the torture of this old and young, cleared her throat and asked Yun Na:

"Uh, do you know what you're talking to him about right now?"

Yun Na glanced at Xue Yueji inexplicably, nodded and said:

"Yes. I was talking to him about the very interesting building he just passed by. ”

Xue Yueji's breath calmed down a little, but he was still happy to see clearly that the green tendons on his temples had been exposed. Xue Yueji forcibly suppressed his anger and said:

"You've been talking to him since you entered town about architecture, people you think are fun, and there are some weird items. And from the very beginning, he was just talking to you about the food stalls that appeared near the direction you were referring to, and by extension, his evaluation of those foods! That is to say, you were talking about two completely unrelated topics from the very beginning! The only thing that the two of you had in common was the general orientation of the two of you! You two have been in this state for almost an hour and a half. I really admire you two. In two completely different languages, they talked about two completely unrelated topics, and they talked for more than an hour. I really don't understand what the common language between the two of you is, haven't you noticed that the white tiger has looked at you many times in a strange way?"

Listening to Xue Yueji's words, Yun Na glanced down at the white tiger, but saw that the white tiger looked at her with a look full of contempt and then twisted her head away, and the moment she twisted away, her eyes were changed to "Don't look at me, I don't know her". Yun Na smiled awkwardly, but immediately turned around and said to Xue Yueji dissatisfiedly:

"Can you blame me? Did you teach me the language well? ”

Xue Yueji said solemnly:

"Have you ever studied it seriously? I am able to master the language here in large part because the White Tiger has become my corpse servant, and I can access everything in its mind at any time. And the most direct way for us zombies to learn things is to devour the souls of the dead, and I devoured a lot of evil spirits that roam there in the territory of the White Tiger. You can't sign a corpse, you can't devour the souls of the dead, and you've never studied it seriously. How do you want me to teach you?"

The little old man, who had been watching the two people on the side, suddenly asked:

"What are you two talking about? Tell me, okay?"

Yun Na glared at the little old man dissatisfied, and said dissatisfiedly:

"It's all because of you! I tell you funny things, but how can you say other things! Why are your comprehension skills so poor! I wouldn't tell you if I knew about it! I'm being laughed at. ”

Xue Yueji sighed helplessly, and Yun Na forgot that the little old man couldn't understand what he was saying. He couldn't understand why the cold girl in his master's graveyard who had shown a calmness and judgment that surpassed the supposed calmness and judgment of her peers had become so childish when she came into the world. Could it be that her head was stimulated by something when she was in the chaotic space, or did she hit her head against the trunk of a tree when she fell from a high altitude? Snow Moon Scar watched as a recrimination turned into two people, one old and one young, in two different languages, talking about two different topics.

When it was close to noon, the little old man suddenly turned his head and asked Xue Yueji:

"I said, boy, what did you mean by Shura that day?"

Snow Moon Scar said casually:

Shura, also known as Asura, which translates as "non-heaven", is big and aggressive. It was originally a kind of evil god in mythology. He has the same seven emotions and six desires as a human, but he is not a human being. According to legend, the Asura and the Celestial Emperor Shakti were rivals and were always at loggerheads with each other. Because he was the supreme demon who opposed the gods, he was expelled from the heavenly realm. Shura is the master of killing among the evil gods, and where he is there, corpses will be scattered all over the field. The men in Shura have ugly faces, and the women have upright and beautiful faces, but they are also murderous. When I was a pioneer officer under my master, every time I went out, the enemy was sure to be strewn with corpses. Although I am not very scary, they are still willing to call me Shura. ”

The little old man's jaw almost fell to the ground in surprise, and it took a long time before he asked in a low voice:

"You still have a master? A master of your level would be willing to be a slave to someone else? How strong does your master have to be? Could it be that he is a god-level master?"

Xue Yueji said indifferently:

"If my master is judged by your level, he is indeed a god-level master. As a general, the master of my family is already unmatched by us. At least one massacre of 450,000 enemy troops, the record has not yet been broken. ”

The little old man stared at Xue Yueji in surprise for a long time, and after a long time, he patted his head and said to himself:

"When a man is old, his ears are not good, and he hears forty-five thousand into four hundred and fifty thousand. ”

Xue Yueji mercilessly hit the little old man who was comforting himself again:

"I'm sure you heard it right, it's forty-five thousand, not forty-five thousand. ”

The little old man asked very seriously:

"Can you tell me what your master's record is so far?"

Xue Yueji recalled for a moment and said:

"I haven't been with my master for a long time, my job is to kill the enemy for my master, to be a pioneer, as for my master's record I don't know the specific figures. However, my master has been fighting horses for more than 30 years, and he has commanded the army to kill at least 1.65 million enemy troops in the six countries, and capture more than 70 large and small cities in the six countries. My master commanded more than 70 large and small battles in his life, and he died without defeat. Before the slaughter of 450,000 Zhao troops, when my master secretly took over as the commander of the former enemy, in order to ensure that the enemy army would not flee because he heard the prestige of my master, the king of Qin had strictly ordered that 'those who dare to leak Wu Anjun will be beheaded'. At that time, there were three people in the world who were qualified to be as famous as my master, but they were all willing to give up the position of the head of the four famous generals to my master. ”

The reverence on Xue Yueji's face when he mentioned his director made the little old man feel a chill, what kind of concept is this that slaughtered 450,000 enemy troops in one battle? Now there are many countries on this continent, and each country has more or less troops. A standard legion is only about 30,000 people, and a second-class legion costs about 100,000 gold coins per year, and this number is at least ten times higher in wartime. At present, even the armies of the several great powers that dominate this continent are only about 300,000, which means that the number of enemy troops annihilated in one battle is equivalent to the entire army of one and a half great powers. In more than 30 years, at least 1,650,000 enemy troops have been slaughtered, and although this 1,650,000 is apportioned among the six countries, it is also a rather terrifying number to be distributed to each country. The fact that a country can be the enemy of six countries that can afford such a large loss at the same time, and that it can continue to win, not only shows the strength of the country's overall strength, but also proves the excellent command skills and cold-blooded behavior of the man who commands most of the country's army.

The little old man asked tentatively:

"Can't you bear to be cruel to slaughter so many enemies at once? You can take them prisoner and demand ransom from their monarch, or sell them as slaves? Why do you have to kill them?"

Xue Yueji said coldly:

"Since ancient times, a general has achieved ten thousand bones, and no matter which famous general has become famous by stepping on the bones of the enemy and his own soldiers. My master has always considered all the consequences and chose the best one to do. It is true that there is a lot of compensation for taking enemy captives and demanding ransom from their monarchs, but these captives will become soldiers again when they return, and they will again be a threat to us. It is true that turning captives into slaves can bring us great benefits, but the most taboo thing to do in times of war is to start a fire in your own backyard. Who can guarantee that these slaves will not be organized to wreak havoc within us when we go out on our expeditions to take advantage of the emptiness within us? In the eyes of my master, his soldiers are far more precious than gold and silver, and with these soldiers we can attack other countries and let them give us, even if we have nothing. But if these soldiers are gone, then no amount of wealth we have is for others. So in the battles commanded by my master, there were few prisoners left, as long as all the enemies I could kill were killed. It is precisely because of this that my master is called a 'war demon', and some people call the Hui people of Wojia a 'god-killing'. In contrast, my master prefers the title of 'God of Killing', because on the battlefield only killing is the best proof of success. ”

The little old man shook his head like a rattle, sighed long, and said:

"Fortunately, your director has fallen, and if he comes with an army to attack our continent, then this will definitely be your world. I originally thought that I was great as a high-level sword master and once commanded an army, but I didn't expect your master to be even more amazing than me. But it's best not to let others know that you're from another dimension, and while such people appear every few decades, it's too dangerous to have someone like you. If it weren't for the fact that I didn't know that you didn't like to lie, even I wouldn't have believed that your master had fallen! In the future, when I see others, I will say that you are from a distant continent, and the servants of a certain main god have fallen in the battle of the gods in the ancient period, so that you will not be able to speak the lingua franca of the mainland, and others will not suspect you! Moreover, if you do not join the temple, no one will say anything about you. ”

Xue Yueji nodded and asked casually:

"Why do you want to help us?"

The little old man thought for a long time and said:

"I don't know, I just want to help you. Uh, may I ask by the way, where are you going now? How do I feel familiar with this road?"

Xue Yueji looked around and said:

"This should be the fastest way to the military camp in the north of the city, I haven't seen the army here up close when I get here, so I want to take a look at the most elite troops in the city. ”

The little old man's face suddenly became very ugly, and he hurriedly said:

"Well, you go first, I'll leave first if I have something to do! Come to my house and play with me if you have time!"