Locke strode with a straight face, ignoring Bridget behind him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Even if there is a problem with my promotion, then I should go back to your father and ask for the reason, not me! Your father agreed, too!

Locke adjusted his emotions, there were many soldiers in the barracks, and he couldn't let them see this side of his gaffe, and he had to pay attention to his image.

Alas, Locke sighed in his heart, he was still young, if the Great Lord Mograine was here, would he be so angry?

The stable arrived, and the only thing Locke was happy about now was that he was finally able to brush his face in the Crusaders, and that he would be known everywhere he went.

The soldier in charge of the stables had asked the groom to lead his horse Lightning.

Speaking of war horses, Locke also has a headache, according to the establishment of the Fifth Legion, the Fifth Legion has a cavalry wing, and there are more than 500 cavalry in the wing, and these war horses are much more difficult to serve than people. Moreover, the war horses will be covered with a layer of chain mail all over their bodies when they fight, so whether these war horses eat well determines whether the cavalry is strong or not.

"Colonel Harvey, do you still have soldiers in your Fifth Regiment who raise horses?"

Just as Locke was pondering, the soldier standing next to him just now mustered up the courage to ask.

"Oh?" Locke looked up at him.

Raising a horse Locke can't and doesn't understand, and he doesn't need to understand, these people who know how to do it, but if you want to ensure that the horses of the Fifth Legion can run and fight, then you must have some good horsemen.

Locke looked the middle-aged soldier up and down, the years had left wrinkles on his face, making him look a little old, his face was yellow, as if he was malnourished, the blue and white armor of the Crusaders on his body had lost its original bright color, and the Crusader corporal's robe on his chest was also a little dirty.

Overall, this middle-aged corporal is a little sloppy, but Locke is also relieved, the soldiers who raise horses are not as good as the mental outlook of the soldiers who fight, which cannot be compared.

"What's your name, corporal? How many years have you been raising horses? In the huge stable behind the soldier, before he heard a sound, and before the lightning came out, Locke casually asked him about his condition.

"My name is Hart Wolf, and I am in charge of the Crusaders' stables in the abbey, and I was a groom of the Strauley family before the disaster, and I have been raising horses for more than thirty years." The middle-aged corporal said respectfully.

The Strauery family was a small and medium-sized aristocratic family of the original Lordaeron, and with the demise of Lordaeron, the family also disappeared into Lordaeron's history.

"Why did you join the Fifth Legion?" Locke asked him suspiciously, "Aren't you good here?" You don't have to fight, you just need to take care of the horses, and if you go to the Fifth Legion, you may encounter danger. ”

Corporal Wolf shook his head, he sighed and said, "Colonel Harvey, I am almost 43 years old, when I watched the old men of the Straury family die in front of me, I never thought I would survive, I ran to my residence in a panic, only to find a monster killing my family, just when I thought I was going to die, I was saved by the knights of the Silver Hand, I followed the crowd here in a daze, and then I sobered up, in order to avenge my family, In order to make a living, I joined the Crusaders and became a groom. ”

"Over the years, I have watched the horses that I have trained become the mounts of the Crusaders, and my heart is extremely happy, but in the dead of night, the pain of losing my family eats me all night long, and I am exhausted, and I can't forget the way my son and my wife look at me, I can't forget the way my son and my wife look at me."

"I'm old, I don't have many years to live, I just want to go crazy in my last few years, and I want to see how those monsters fall into the hands of our soldiers! So that even if I die, I can say to my wife, to my children, look! The Crusaders have avenged you! ”

Wolff, a middle-aged corporal, had his eyes flushed as he finally spoke, and he clenched his fists.

Locke didn't speak, every crusader soldier had his own heartaches, some were able to get through them, and some would never forget them.

Locke pulled pen and paper out of his bag, and he turned to lie down on the wall of the stable and began to write.

With just a few words, Locke handed him the finished paper.

"Take it, go to your superiors, and report tomorrow at the Fifth Army's station in Gadar."

"Thank you, Colonel Harvey! Thank you, and may the Light be with you! The wrinkles on Corporal Wolf's face widened, and he saluted Locke with his agitation.

There was a sound of lightning snorting in the stable, and Locke looked at the door of the stable, and soon Lightning trotted out of his own and arched his head affectionately into Locke's arms.

Locke smiled and held Lightning in his arms to comfort him, Lightning is a mild-tempered war horse, after this period of running-in, Locke has regarded it as his comrade-in-arms, and the two sides are intimate.

The soldiers in the stables behind them, holding the chain mail of the lightning and began to equip the lightning.

The soldiers began to arm the lightning step by step, from the armor on the head to the chain mail on the chest, from the blue cloth on the hooves to the half-chain mail and half leather armor on the back, and soon the lightning was armed with armor, and it was thickly wrapped so that when fighting, it would not be slightly damaged.

Locke thanked the soldiers around him, and he led his horse towards the Whispering Garden.

Behind him, Lightning's armor made the sound of armor rubbing from time to time.

The Garden of Whispers, originally a place for the monks and priests of the monastery to enjoy the view, is now a place for the rude soldiers to sleep, and along the way Locke sees several groups of soldiers sleeping in the sun on the grass.

Most of these soldiers are soldiers who have changed the guard, and this is the best time for the sun to be in Tirisfa, where many soldiers can chat and sleep and relieve their stress.

Locke ignored the soldiers, and led his horse through the garden to the sentry outside the Whispering Garden.

"Greetings, Captain Harvey, are you going down the mountain?" A soldier on guard asked.

"Well, yes, go down the mountain, to Gadar." Locke nodded.

The soldiers pushed away the improvised barricades and saluted Locke, who nodded to the soldiers around him before leaving.

As soon as he rode the lightning, Locke heard someone behind him shouting his name.

He turned around and saw Sally chasing after her.

Locke rolled over and dismounted.

Looking at Sally, who was out of breath when she was running, Locke was a little afraid to look him in the eye.

In fact, he didn't say goodbye this time, and he also wanted to hide from this smart girl for a while, but he was stimulated by Bridget in advance.

Yesterday's vase incident made Locke feel deeply guilty, he couldn't convince himself to give up Nollis now, and he didn't want to live up to Sally, so he wanted to just avoid the two of them for a while and calm down.

At this moment, Sally chased after her, and Locke couldn't hide.

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

Listening to what Sally said after a long time of relief, Locke lowered his head, not knowing what to say, and he couldn't think of lying to her.

Locke looked down at his toes, and then he gently kicked a protruding stone with his plate boot without replying.

A pair of white and tender hands appeared in his field of vision, and a blue scarf was placed in the middle of the hands.

Locke looked up at Sally.

"Replace the piece around your neck, I've been carrying it for a long time, it's time to change it, and when I'm cleaned, you'll bring it next time."

"I didn't expect you to go so fast, well, I didn't have time to sew, this scarf is a little short." Sally looked embarrassed on her face, "But it doesn't affect the use, I've already tried it, I've soaked the holy towel in holy water, take it with you." ”

Looking at the expectant eyes and slightly pleading look of the girl opposite, Locke took off his gloves, and he closed the girl's hands with his own hands, wrapping them tightly.

"I'm sorry I lied to you, I lied." Locke lowered his head again and did not continue.

"No, don't say any more, I just hope you're safe."

Sally broke free from his palm, then reached out and removed the scarf from Locke's neck, who obediently cooperated with her.

The scarf was removed, and on Locke's right neck, a tight row of tooth marks appeared. This row of tooth marks has been engraved on it like a seal, and it has become a scar.

Sally was stunned, she wanted to reach out and touch it, but soon she withdrew her hand and her expression returned to the same as before, still smiling and bringing him her newly made scarf.

She took Locke's large, rough hand and put it to her heart.

"I didn't expect you to leave so early, I have so much to say." Sally said with a slight reproach.

"You know, now that I'm the commander of the Fifth Legion, I have to lead by example." Locke looked up and explained.

"I understand." Sally looked at him with a smile, "Come, let me hug you, and then you can go." ”

After saying that, Sally hugged him directly, and she rested her head on Locke's left shoulder.

Locke put his arms around Sally awkwardly, and he looked at the soldiers guarding the barricade behind her.

The soldiers turned around in unison, which made Locke less embarrassed.

"As a legion commander, you don't like to charge alone like my adoptive father Mograini, you have to learn to command the army in your own hands. Like you said, rely on the collective strength of the soldiers. ”

Sally leaned on his shoulder and whispered in his ear.

She flipped up Locke's scarf, revealing Locke's neck, and she kissed it gently, and soon the kiss turned into biting on it with her teeth.

Sharp pains began to come from under his neck, and Locke just closed his eyes, and I knew I was going to be discovered.

Behold, retribution is coming.

It took a while for Sally to finish biting, she looked at her masterpiece, and then blew lightly on it, and a stasis removal technique was placed on it, clearing the blood from the body under the tooth marks, and she solidified the tooth marks, leaving them as permanent marks on Locke's neck.

"That's it! That's it! ”

She looked at the tooth marks and her eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and she smiled and clapped her hands.

"Now! You'll remember me forever! ”