Chapter 146: A Tent
"Give this letter to the High Lord Mograini. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Locke handed a letter to Bridget, "tell your herald not to talk much, give it and go." β
"What's written on this?" Bridget would flip through the envelope in her hand and look up at him.
"It's not a military order, some private matters, just leave it to the big lord." Locke turned on his horse and followed the ranks of the B Wing.
Bridge beckoned behind her, and a soldier took the envelope and placed it in the small cylinder she carried with her, and then Brigitte said a few words, and the soldier nodded and saluted and left.
Locke rode on Lightning's back, following the steps of the soldiers in front of him. Behind him, the soldiers of the Guards Company followed closely, and they kept Locke safe.
Soon, Norris rode over, and she joined Locke's team, walking on Locke's side.
As Locke's captain of the guard and the co-captain of the scouts, Norris, the High Elf, has a heavy burden.
"How? What is the environment like in our neighborhood? Locke asked Norris with a sideways head.
"There are no other unusual circumstances." Norris sniffed and said, "If you want to ask, is there any news from the Silver Pine Forest, then I can tell you, not yet." β
"Our scouts, who are focused on monitoring the movements of the free undead in Lordaeron, have not yet gone to the entrance to the Haru Canyon to wait for news. I don't think there is any problem, the scouts we sent out are the most elite scouts, and I will report to you as soon as there is a situation. β
"Are you wearing very little?" Locke said as the horses marched, "It's very uncomfortable to wear little on such a cold day. β
"The cold armor that is frozen, even through a thin layer of shirt, can pass that piercing bone into the skin and soak into the body. It's like putting a piece of ice in your arms and warming it up. β
Locke muttered to himself, but he noticed that Norris was turning his head to look at him.
"Didn't anyone tell you that you were verbose?" Norris said dissatisfied, "Do you even have to take care of my clothes?" β
"And! I'm not stupid. I know when it's time to add clothes, I'm not a kid! With this kung fu, you might as well think about what to do in the future! β
Norris turned her head and looked ahead of her, ignoring Locke.
Locke helplessly spread his hands, women are so unreasonable. When they're upset, they don't care about your feelings.
In the Tirisfal woodland, the road where four large wagons could travel side by side was covered with a thick layer of snow. The soldiers struggled to walk on it, and in some places the snow even covered their thighs, making it more difficult for them to advance.
As the leading team, Sergeant Carlo, the leader of Squadron A, Infantry Wing A, Squadron A, had an indescribable depression.
He pulled his deep-seated leg out of the snow and looked up into the distance. This originally wide road, now covered with snow, has dense horseshoe prints left by the march of the cavalry wing, one deep and one shallow.
And now, as a forerunner. Their detachment also had to fight the snow on the road, and it was difficult to open the way.
Wherever they walked, the snow would slowly turn solid, and the wings moving behind them would not have the same problems as theirs.
"I never thought the snow would bother us so much." Carlo opened his mouth and panted to complain to Ensign Primrose beside him. "It's going to be a complete waste of our energy on the snow."
"Keep going, and in a moment, I'll bring up the detachments behind me, and you follow them. Later, the captain will also transfer us. Arrange for other squadrons to open the way ahead. β
"It's best to do that." Carlo gasped and chatted with Ensign Primrose in front, "Squadron leader, what are we out training with such a heavy snow?" β
"According to the previous statement, we came out this time for a field marching training, to train the willpower of the soldiers, we will march at least 200 kilometers a day, ending at the guard tower of the Second Regiment on the edge of the ruins of Lordaeron." Ensign Primroth said as he walked, his one-handed sword piercing the snow on the ground to prevent traps.
"We veterans don't have a problem." Carlo took a breath as he glanced back at the struggling recruits, "But they're hard to say. β
"That's what training is for." "Otherwise, once we do fight those undead, how many of these recruits will have the courage to stand up?" β
"Alas, I only wish this damn war would end sooner." Carlo sighed. "Too many people have died in this war."
"Then train your soldiers, Carlo, and they will decide the course of this war." Second Lieutenant Primrose stopped and looked at him, "This isn't the Carlo I'm familiar with, why, even you're sentimental now?" β
Karlo stroked his hair and said with a smile, "I learned this from the Legion Commander. β
"The Legion Commander doesn't have as much sentimentality as you." Second Lieutenant Primroth smiled and said, "The Legion Commander thinks more than we do. β
The two of them chatted without saying a word, and before they knew it, the sky darkened, and the forest began to become dark.
"Squadron Leader Primrose!" A herald rode along the side of the line, shouting to get their attention.
Second Lieutenant Primroth stopped and looked at him.
The herald turned over and dismounted, walked to his side, saluted, and said, "Captain Paul, let me tell you that the corps commander has ordered everyone to camp in the same place and rest in the squadron!" Tomorrow we will be ordered to leave. β
Only then did the two realize that the sky had darkened.
"The wing captain told you to be careful, don't let anything touch the camp at night."
"Tell the Wing Captain and say I know." Second Lieutenant Primroth nodded to the herald, who saluted and left.
"How far have we come?" Carlo asked, looking at the herald in the distance.
"It's more than 100 kilometers. If it weren't for the snow blocking the progress, I'm afraid it would have been faster. Ensign Primrose explained, and then continued. Leave this alone, Sergeant Leel! Come here, let's discuss the arrangements for camping at night, and the issue of sentry. β
In the middle of this procession, which stretched for several kilometers, the headquarters of the Fifth Army Corps was temporarily established here.
A large tent was erected on the side of the road, and the soldiers cut down some trees and spread them on the snow, and the tent was planted on the wood.
"Our current location is here." Norris stood in the tent, and directly opposite her a wooden chest was laid flat on the ground as a table, and the map was spread out on it, and she pointed to the map and continued, "This is near Lake Lordamere, and there was a large camp of gnolls here, but they were scattered by the Second Legion, and many gnolls burrowed into the forest. β
"There's nothing nearby that deserves our special attention." Norris said truthfully, and she looked up at the officer in the room.
Locke looked at the map and nodded, then he looked up at the other officers, "Do you guys have anything to say?" β
The officers shook their heads and no one spoke.
"Then so be it, the various wings must arrange sentry posts at night. Don't come up with something that shouldn't happen. If possible, each wing boiled some boiling water for the soldiers to soak their feet. This was helpful for the next day's long trek. β
"Alright, let's disband."
One by one, the officers left the big tent. In the end, Nolis and Bridget stayed here.
"At night, you two stay here." Locke pointed to the tent and said, "I'll go to the other tents and spend the night." β
"There's no need for this! There were a lot of female soldiers in the Guards Company, so I went to rest in their tents. "Norris was reluctant to live in a tent with Bridget.
"Hmph, do you think I want to sleep in a tent with you? Genie? Bridget also sneered and said, "Among our heralds, there are also many female soldiers, and I can live with them." β
Seeing that these two big eyes were staring at each other and had a tendency to explode, Locke hurriedly came up to persuade them.
"Don't argue, this is an opportunity to bring you closer. I order you all to stay in a tent these days! "If you don't want to, I'll give you a smaller two-person tent!" β
"Who wants to get closer to the elves?!" Bridget pouted disdainfully, but Locke didn't expect that it was her who opposed him first.
"Look, Locke." Norris spread her hands. "It's not that I don't obey your orders, it's that people don't want to sleep in a tent with me."
"Listen!" Locke said with some annoyance. "One of you is my Scout Wing Captain and part-time Guards Company Captain! One is my herald! I don't want my subordinates, the two left arms closest to me, to make a fuss all day long because of some trivial things! Let the soldiers and officers below watch the joke! β
"You are always judging each other's behavior based on your past perceptions and impressions of each other, and this is not right!" Locke persuaded, "You need to get to know each other better. As for how to deepen it, you can figure it out for yourselves. β
"Tonight, no! In the following nights! I'll arrange for the guards to stay outside this tent, and you must sleep in a tent! β
"You!" Locke pointed at Bridget, "Come out!" I'm going to talk to you alone. β
"And you! You're waiting, waiting for her to come back, you're going out. Locke also pointed at Noris, who tilted his head and did not speak.
"Bridget, you're not a kid anymore. What the hell is going on with the High Elves, I'm sure you've seen it through this period of contact. I don't want to say anything more, I hope you can change the prejudice in your mind about other races! Especially at this time, we in Lordaeron are in dire need of help from other races! β
As soon as Bridget came out of the tent, she was pulled into the shadows in the corner of the big tent by Locke.
Bridget listened to Locke's persuasion and quietly detached her hand from Locke's hand.
"I want you to put yourself in Lordaeron's shoes. If you really have any opinions in mind, you can talk to me afterwards! Don't say angry things to the elves, it's naΓ―ve, you know? β
"I know you're trying to say that you're afraid that the High Elves or other races will interfere in our human affairs." Locke continued, "I can tell you that there is no such thing, and that other races don't have that energy, and they don't have the energy to care about human affairs. The other members of the crusaders who were able to join us were either deeply hateful or merciful of the natural calamity, and were purely for the sake of helping us, with no other strings attached. So you can't just sneer at them, you're just going to isolate us Lordaerons, you know? β