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Rick clutched his only weapon, his palms sweating from nervousness, making the bauhinia-covered dagger handle a little slippery.

In his ears was the other party's violent gasping like a bellows, and his abdomen was stained red with blood. Even if he was disemboweled, this well-known guard still maintained a strong fighting spirit.

Slightly avoiding the other party's somewhat intimidating round eyes, Rick kicked the ground with both feet, and under the surprised eyes of the other party, he bumped into it.

Rick knew that if he waited for the other party to attack, he would not even have a chance to survive, so he could only fight for luck.

The tall man admired the young man in front of him, at least at his age, he would not dare to face a wounded second-level warrior apprentice like this.

But this kind of emotion is only a flash, looking at the clumsy movements of the other party's crop handle, the tall man turned his wrist, carrying the knife with strength and skill, blocking the opponent's short sword, and at the same time, the blade was like a poisonous snake, stabbing the opponent's chest.

Even if he is seriously injured, a second-level apprentice is not something that ordinary people can compete with.

But he was seriously injured after all, Rick took advantage of his body, leaned down slightly, his left hand suddenly raised a piece of yellow sand, and with the kinetic energy of his right hand, the short sword stabbed into the wound covered by the other party.

"Ahh Vile!! The tall man only felt a piece of yellow sand flash in front of him, and then his eyes were in severe pain, and he instinctively closed his eyes, and then there was a sudden and more violent spasm and coldness in his injured abdomen.

Rick only felt that his right hand holding the short sword suddenly entered a slippery and warm place, and before he had time to think about it, Rick grabbed the hardest thing in his senses, pulled it out, and staggered to the side with his body.

The tall man's howl didn't last long, and in the time that Rick stopped him, at least three masked bandits on horseback had already come behind him. Three sharp axes, almost simultaneously embedded in his body.

The tall man's death, and the praise of the squadron leader of the border army, made Rick slowly recover.

The tide seemed to be tired and painful, and it also found Rick almost at the same time.

After killing an attendant, he almost killed a badly wounded second-level apprentice warrior as well. As soon as the highly tense spirit relaxed, Rick felt something strange in his body.

His body did not completely avoid the attack of the second-level warrior apprentice, and his left shoulder was missing a piece of flesh, which was bleeding, and was blown by the scorching wind and waves, which made Rick gasp in pain.

That feeling of euphoria vanished, and all that was left was infinite thirst and hunger at us

The low-slung black sandstone buildings, like a stain, dotted the endless desert.

A few dead old poplar trees stand dry in the wind and sand.

The sound of heavy shackles, from far and near, slowly revealed a dirty and oily reserve uniform.

Rick stepped into the gravel with one foot deep and one foot shallow, his body very tired, and his legs were as heavy as lead. But his mood at this time was extremely happy.

Compared to his companions, who were still in shackles and under close surveillance, Rick was more relaxed.

The shackles are very heavy, and they are covered with dark red dried blood, and the corners cut when building them make the wrists of the wearer red and swollen and inflamed for a long time.

It's said to be a reserve, but Rick and these people, as long as they haven't killed anyone, are treated like slaves.

But as long as you have killed someone, it will be different.

The shackles vanished, and instead of a packed heavy trophy, Rick was holding a small bag of clear, desert treasures - water!

Carefully took a sip of water, the sweet and refreshing liquid slid down the throat, moisturizing Rick's dry and exhausted body.

Several official frontier soldiers closely monitored these "reserves", and only when they looked at Rick did they have a sense of recognition in their eyes.

Of course, the premise is that Rick's hands have been stained with indelible human life, that is, to vote for his name, he will have this kind of treatment.

In addition to Rick, there are two others who are also not shackled. One is very hostile to Rick's monkey cheek face, he is a special reason, and he has never killed anyone.

And the other is a simple-looking, stammering monkey-cheeked follower named Rick.

Rick was the first reservist to kill someone, and when he found the squadron leader quietly and with a human head, even the monkey's cheeks showed a very surprised expression.

Murder is a very simple, but very testing means of joining the gang.

There are people who have courage, but they dare not kill. Someone is despicable and equally does not dare to kill.

Rick didn't dare to kill people before, and even when he was fighting, like the rest of the reserves, he cut people at most, but he didn't dare to really kill the other party.

But when the mysterious voice began to appear, Rick found himself unconsciously changing.

The voice was indistinct, not even retelling. But Rick just has an inexplicable instinct that he listens to the other party.

For a month-long period, that voice had been instilling in Rick the idea that murder was innocent and that killing people was the only way to live.

You know, a few months ago, Rick was still a naïve young man who cared about whether the pocket money given by his parents was enough for his own expenses.

was able to become a murderer in just one month, thanks to the instigation and enlightenment of that mysterious voice.

At the front of the line, Monkey Gills was boasting about his "heroic expression" in this battle, and his broken arm was fixed with a hardwood plank at this time, which looked really convincing.

Rick is still loyal and honest, and his short stammering voice is always teased and teased by the monkey's cheeks. But Rick always smiled "hehe", touching the back of his head, but his face smiled more innocently.

With the act of drinking water, Rick quickly reached out of his arms for a strange thing.

In the scorching sun, I could feel the quail egg-like thing in my hand, slippery and soft. Pure white and feels a lot like a candle used at home.

Kneading it carefully for a moment, Rick regained the strange object in his arms.

This is something that came out of the stomach of the tall guard, Rick always thought it was internal organs or something, but he didn't expect it to be such a strange thing.

Originally, Rick wanted to give this weird thing to the squadron leader, but the mysterious voice suddenly came with a very strong hint: "This is a good thing, keep it for yourself!" ”

Rick only hesitated for a moment, and put away the strange-looking thing

A warm campfire, a good thing in a cold desert night, at least that's what Rick, who doesn't have to eat cold dry food, thinks.

In addition to Monkey Cheek and Rick, as well as the three Rick who officially joined the Frontier Army today, the rest of the reserves were locked up in a narrow and well-sealed black sandstone building.

On a beating bonfire, small amounts of meat and dry food are roasted.

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