The two teenagers borrowed meat in the faint candlelight, but unfortunately there was no liquor to accompany them, and they lost a bit of artistic conception. But how can true righteousness be swayed by objective things, so the two teenagers raised water instead of wine, and drank three glasses as fast.

After three rounds of "wine", rabbit meat is hard to survive, and before you know it, it has already arrived, the outdoors has become quieter, and birds, beasts and insects have already become the protagonists.

Seeing that it was not too early, Witt excused himself from the hunter's hut by three points. Outside the house, there were no fingers, only the plate-sized moon in the sky gave a faint light, quietly watching him. The creek in front of the hut flowed quietly, and the moon's reflection in the river twisted and intertwined, making it seem that the creek was particularly active. From time to time, small fish in the river leap out of the water, as if showing off their vigorous posture like Witt. In the distance, several pairs of eyes glowed brightly in the darkness, and some kind of beast was secretly watching him, as if he was ready to run to Witt and pounce on him. The cool breeze gently brushed over the fluttering weeds around Witt, and the wind made a ghostly "whirring" sound. Witt shuddered, clutched the oak bow in his left hand and the quiver on his back in his right hand, and quickened his pace towards the dilapidated earthen house in the direction of his home.

Let's say that when the two teenagers were shuttling in the deep forest under the scorching sun at noon, Old Joy was sitting in the equipment warehouse to polish his hunting bow, and suddenly heard someone shouting outside the house. Hurriedly put down the half-polished bow handle in his hand and hurried out of the house.

I saw a Vickya hoplite with a steel helmet on his head, wearing chain mail, chain guards on his hands, chain leggings around his legs, and iron boots on his feet. A two-handed long sword can be faintly seen on its back, but the hilt is missing. The soldier looked dazzling and dazzling in the sunlight, which made old Joey feel a sullen breath in his chest, which could not be dissipated for a long time, and he was a little uncomfortable.

"Your Excellency has come from afar, and you don't know your surname? What's the matter with finding old age? Old Joey walked out of the door and asked as he walked towards the fence door, intending to open the door and invite him into the house to renew his drink.

"Guards under Lord Warisienboye, on the orders of my lord, I ask veteran Joey to follow me to the fortress lord's hall immediately to resume my life." After the guard explained with a serious face, he put on a waiting posture, which caught old Joey off guard, hurriedly locked the hut door and fence door, and then followed the guard all the way to the lord's hall without a word.

Old Joey guessed all sorts of possible things along the way, and there were no more than four possible scenarios that could happen. First, the veterans returned to the team and suppressed the rioters. But there are only five or six hundred people in the village, and I haven't heard of any rebellion that needs to be supported by troops. Second, the northern snow field bandits attacked. It was not common for the snow bandits to invade Fesdena in the first few times, because Fesdena was not a snow field, and the nearest snow field was still about 30 kilometers away. Moreover, even if the snow bandits invaded, there were generally no less than thirty people, and Warisi Enboye would not bury his hard-trained subordinates for the sake of the lives of dozens of villagers. Third, bandits or pirates in the south. The bandits had not yet reached the courage to attack the heavily garrisoned Fesdena. If it was a pirate, Fesd would be even less likely to take the initiative. Then there is only the fourth possibility, war!

In the last large-scale war, the territory between Vekia and Nord was contested, and the territory of the Kingdom of Vekia, Fort Ismolola, was captured, and Vekia ended in a crushing defeat and was forced to sign an armistice agreement with the Nord Kingdom, and no war could be declared again for half a year.

Now that the armistice agreement is about to expire, the lords of the Kingdom of Vekia are preparing for war, and their vitality has long since returned to the level they had before the station. The supreme commander of the Kingdom of Vekia is Yarogerk, who is also the king of the kingdom.

Yarogerke was the eldest son of the old king, and received the country's top royal education since childhood, and was intelligent, erudite and personable, and was very popular with the surrounding aristocracy. After standing out in the dark court battles and taking the throne, Haroger gained great prestige in his territory, and he was also famous abroad, and was known for being close to the people and loved by the people of his direct domain.

King Yaroglke was notoriously business-minded, and Yarogark was more or less involved in business in cities large and small across the country. Therefore, Yarogerke's reputation in the world cannot be hidden. In addition to this, he is also a perfectionist, striving for perfection in his actions, leaving no blemishes and being alert.

It is precisely because Yarogrk pays attention to his external image, reputation and prestige, and pursues perfection that Vecchia lost face to Nord half a year ago, and he couldn't let go for a long time. The flag of the Nord Kingdom hanging on the Fort of Ismorola made him unbearable, and he couldn't bear it, and he couldn't wait to immediately send troops to capture Ismorola. It's just that tearing up the peace treaty will damage their reputation, and the other kingdoms of Calradia will also look sideways, or even turn against each other, and have no choice but to give up.

Old Joey meditated all the way, and before he knew it, he had arrived at the gate of the lord's fortress. After the fortress guards identified it, they immediately rotated the rolling logs on the upper floor, tightened the thick ropes on the fence, and the heavy steel plate fence slowly rose, rubbing against it with a "click" sound from time to time.

The guards went straight through the large stone gate, followed by Old Joey, and the fence slowly closed. The two of them went straight to the open-air playground through the large stone gate, and then the guards ordered Old Joy to wait here, and he quickly ran to the hall of the lord, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

I saw that there were many familiar faces on the playground, most of whom Old Joy recognized, they were all veterans, and they became comrades-in-arms half a year ago or even earlier. There are also a dozen young men with unfamiliar faces, unfamiliar with combat movements, and the veterans may be training them, they should have just enlisted in the army, or rather young people who have been forcibly conscripted into the army. It seems that Old Joy guessed correctly, the coming of war really won't wait long, it's just a matter of time.

Old Joey was about to step forward to reunite with them, but unexpectedly, a big and powerful hand slapped him on the shoulder and kneaded it vigorously. Old Joey couldn't help but feel sore, and after breaking free with all his might, he dodged it with a flat turn, and his eyes were hitting the other's gaze.

"Captain Maligapoye!" Old Joy exclaimed, flustered in his heart, and hurriedly remedied: "If your subordinates make a mistake, please punish the captain!" ”

Marigapoye, the captain of the garrison of the fortress of Fesdena and the uncle of the lord of Warisienpoye, was dissatisfied with the fact that his brother the old lord of Belgaluboye had passed the title to his illegitimate son Varichynpoye, so he formed his own faction within the nobility, and fought against the so-called orthodox faction of Warisienpoye, and the struggle never ended, and even intensified.

"Joey, now that we're all veterans, let's run for four! The body bones are still so flexible and tough. Maligapoye teased, regardless of his fault.

Old Joy saw that Marigapoye had no intention of reproaching, so he also breathed a sigh of relief, and replied in a positive voice: "The captain is serious, my body is about to die, but there is an order from above, my body is not tough and flexible!" ”

"Good! I love to hear that! What's going on over there? Now there's a mission here that you need to complete in seven days! Although Maligapoye was secretly dissatisfied with Warishin Boye, Akari still did not tear his face, and the names of his superiors and subordinates were still clearly distinguished.

When Old Joey heard this, he suddenly came to his senses: "My lord, please speak!" ”

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