The rainy steps are always approaching, and this must be the second time since the expedition has been set out. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But this time, I could already vaguely see the white on the other side of the mountain, and that was the orc camp, and it was hard for me to imagine that these seemingly vulgar orcs would actually set up camp.

I walked with the little ones all the way, from the excitement of the first eagerness to try, to the deep exhaustion now.

The sky was so dark, as if thunder would thunder at any moment, and the world seemed to be like the ancient Roman poet said, after the great war, heavy rain and mud.

I sat in front of these men with me, and sat on the stones without saying a word, and in fact in the course of a few days there had already begun to appear deserters.

As for the only result of escaping, it is only death.

War is always so cruel, especially when these people see the land, which is almost already stained red with earth.

The cold air blows on the human body, making it extremely uncomfortable.

At such a time, no one would take the initiative to say anything, but I saw the man named Campmy walking towards me.

It's a friendly greeting to yourself.

This person's face always seems to have such a warm smile, but that warmth is always accompanied by a kind of silence.

Imagine the first day I saw him look like a terrorist, and I don't think it's an exaggeration to describe this man as funny and ridiculous.

But at the moment......

He looked at himself and no longer had a smile on his face, but said to himself quietly.

"In a moment, go to the main tent, it's going to attack......"

I nodded, and really didn't say anything.

The sky was still so gloomy, and the low sky seemed to be filled with a cold chill, which was so chilling.

In the main account, of course, it is said to be the main account, but in fact it is just a flag.

But what exactly this flag can represent, that's not necessarily the case.

I didn't know why they called me, they called me, if they didn't trust me, they should have wanted to take my trust, but in fact, I didn't have any special meaning about this war, my thoughts were not how to win, but how to survive.

The people in the camp have almost arrived.

Sitting together in twos and threes, some wearing cloth clothes and some wearing cold armor, or muttering quietly, or observing others without saying a word.

In any case, it is rare for a person like me to look like a little deflated in rags and rags, but even so, I still do my best to cover my wounds, otherwise I don't know what to do.

I looked around, but suddenly I heard the Aston leader in the middle seat suddenly clapping his hand and just talking to himself.

His angry eyes were as round as two eyes the size of copper bells, and he gritted his teeth and said to the people below, as if what he said could be solved immediately, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

"I think this time, everyone has already made it clear, the opponent is fifteen thousand orcs, including seven thousand garrisons, one thousand wolf cavalry, five hundred archers, and the rest is six thousand five hundred orc regular infantry, and this situation continues to be unclear, while our side is a team of nine thousand one hundred people, including five thousand conscripts, one thousand cavalry, five hundred knights, five hundred archers, and two thousand regular imperial infantry." He looked at me and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

But he thinks so, it doesn't mean that others think so too, as soon as his words are said, they immediately cause a wave of waves.

"Nine thousand to five? General, our army itself does not have an advantage in physical strength, not to mention that the enemy is outnumbered, I think we should retreat immediately and rely on the city to fight. "Immediately a man said this, and I looked at him and knew that it was an infantry general, who had seen him two days before.

"Are you an idiot to be our cavalry? We've got a thousand horsemen and five hundred knights! You also said before that the army does not have an advantage in physical strength, so if you don't fight in the field now, when will you wait? A bear-like man suddenly stood up and roared.

"You're an idiot, that's a wolf cavalry! Our heavily armored knights don't talk about it, but those cavalry probably don't even have the courage to face the wolf cavalry, even if people can withstand it, the horse can't withstand it! ”

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The sound of "buzzing" was not lively, I wiped my sweat a little, and just sat in the corner lightly, looking at the people around me.

I smiled faintly at the pensive Aston from the debates that seemed to come out of the wet market, and thought to myself, this man could still hold his breath.

But......

I glanced at the big stockade across from the broken hole in the tent, but I didn't know what to say, the war itself was not interested.

The two sets in my hand may be able to fight hard and maybe support two hits, but in the face of those countless orcs on the battlefield, I don't know what to do, although I have said before that I want these orcs to exchange everything they owe me.

But along the way, because of all kinds of rumors, I also made people panic.

"Well, forget it, let's take one step at a time......," I thought, but I saw that the tent was almost discussed.

If I have to tell how I can tell, it's because the guy called Aston has already stood up.

Generally speaking, you should have already come up with an idea at this point.

"Ladies and gentlemen," he said, and everyone, including himself, couldn't help but look at him, but looking at his unshaven face, it really didn't seem to be much to look at, "I've already thought about the battle, so let's go straight after you get the order......

He said such a sentence, but he almost fell headlong into the past.

After all, you said that you had already formulated the combat meeting, why did you have to go through this formality? Wouldn't it be the end of just sending the order down?

But also, it's good to be afraid of these people complaining.

When the surrounding gangsters walked out of the tent stiffly, I didn't react, just quietly followed these people out of the tent.

I don't know exactly what war is, but I don't think it's as enjoyable as playing a game, right?

Just as he was about to be stunned, he heard a sound in his ear.

"This is yours, right?"

I looked back and it turned out to be that Cammy, hasn't he left yet? I remember when he sent me, it didn't seem to go in? Why didn't a veteran like him go in? On the contrary, the second knife that has been here for less than three days like this went to participate in that combat meeting? It feels like it's a mess.

But also, this meeting is almost purely an order for himself, and it is not related to any trust or distrust.

He looked at me and showed me two daggers with a smile on his face, and I could tell that they were the ones I had used to attack him.

Of course, these two daggers were also the ones I pulled out of the elven corpses in the Elven Forest.

But when I look at these two daggers again, they have been put on their scabbards at this time, and the crystal scabbards are not very exquisite, but such a dagger made of cowhide is probably more valuable than the ones I wear all over my body.

I wanted to shake my head, after all, I'm afraid the dagger sheath might be worth more than the dagger I picked out.

But before I could excuse myself, he suddenly shoved it into my hand and said.

"Take it, keep it for self-defense......"

I wanted to refuse, but seeing that he really seemed to be sincere, I gave up.

The yin air blows people, making the already difficult gasp even more miserable.

Looking at the distant orc village, it seemed to be located at the junction of the sky and the earth, and the pouring dark clouds were pressing low on it, making the already somewhat empty heart even more overwhelmed.

"What are you thinking?" Cammy asked me like this at this time, I didn't know why.

I shook my head and didn't answer the question.

"Don't you make a poem?" He asked me again.

"I'm not in the mood for this......," I said in a low voice, but looked at the two daggers in my hand gently.

"How does it feel?" Campmy said again, "When you see those people......"

I knew what he was talking about, but the more I did it, the more I didn't know how to answer.

He patted me on the shoulder, making my shoulder seem to sink suddenly.