Chapter Ninety-Nine: Soldiers

"Huh!" Zhao Ziyu smiled sarcastically and looked at Xu Lei: "We are in the same camp, but we are not comrades-in-arms of the same team, and we really have no obligation to protect you, if it weren't for the boss who wanted to develop new people for the team, you would have died in the tide of demonic beasts in Maitian Village." ”

Zhao Ziyu said indifferently: "As for empathy? After countless times of life hanging by a thread, the Chosen One who is racing against death will not have this kind of feeling, after all, it is a luxury to survive. ”

Mu Lan looked at Zhao Ziyu with an approving gaze, and the profound expression of the "senior" chosen one that he had just erected immediately collapsed, and he touched his hair.

Mu Lan glanced at Xu Lei and said lightly: "The reincarnation world needs strength, wisdom, and luck, but it only doesn't need sympathy, put away your disguised expression, you are not saying these words now because you have a deep relationship with Zhang Hongzhuo, and you are unhappy for him......"

"You're just angry with us, venting your resentment."

pierced Xu Lei's heart with a sharp shot, and she immediately panicked to avoid Mu Lan's amber eyes, not daring to look directly at the cold gaze without emotion.

"It's true that I have my responsibility, I'm too aggressive, it's not once or twice......" Shi Zhengyang said in a low voice, Mu Lan saw a little self-blame in his low eyes, not necessarily because of this newcomer, Mu Lan guessed that he might think of his teammates who died before.

Shi Zhengyang is an emotional person, more than once took the responsibility for the death of his former teammates on himself, and the person he had experienced many copies before no longer exists, the rock-solid glory has become a thing of the past, and even Zhao Ziyu, who has been paddling, has become a team veteran.

"Captain, let's go!" Mu Lan looked at Shi Zhengyang.

Shi Zhengyang nodded, put away the sadness and nostalgia of that moment, got up again, and turned back into the powerful warrior who was as solid as a rock.

Julian looked at the team's dispute, didn't say a word, and followed Mu Lan who came over, looking like he wanted to say something but didn't dare to say.

"What's wrong?" Looking at Julian's restrained expression, Mu Lan asked.

Julian looked at the team and looked around the environment, as if with a hint of concern, he waved his hand, "Forget it, let's talk about it in Wellenburg." ”

Mu Lan raised her eyebrows, this Julian obviously wanted to communicate with her privately, and she couldn't help but wonder what the matter was, but seeing Julian start to hurry without making a sound, she didn't ask.

Turning over the highest peak of this mountain range, everything in the distance is unobstructed, the majestic black fortress armed to the teeth, the barbarian army ready to attack, the rolling hills beyond, and the vast green Lagon forest behind it, the sky is high and the clouds are so high that it seems that the entire continent of St. Valen is trampled underfoot.

Lin Yiyi took out her mobile phone and pulled Mu Lan to take a selfie, and the screen showed Lin Yiyi's open round face and absent-minded Mu Lan.

"The sudden appearance of smartphones and scissorhands in the magic-style medieval world is too incongruous to think about it!" Zhao Ziyu glanced at Lin Yiyi who was patting around with disdain.

"You care so much!" Lin Yiyi rolled her eyes, looked at the barbarian army below and said, "If I can post a circle of friends here, I will stand on the top of the mountain and come to a live broadcast of a war in another world, wouldn't it be popular?" ”

"But you can't be popular, because the audience can only see a black screen." Zhao Ziyu reminded: "How can the main god let ordinary people know the secrets of the reincarnation world, no matter what method you try to spread the information of the reincarnation world, it will be blocked, or it will be ignored for unknown reasons." ”

"Yes......" Lin Yiyi said curiously, but we said so many strange real-world words in front of Julian, a "native", and we didn't see anything unusual about him. ”

"He can't hear it." Zhao Ziyu said: "Anything that can reveal information about the reincarnation world will be isolated by some mysterious force, don't you believe you give it a try?" ”

Lin Yiyi rushed to Julian, and in his strange gaze, Lin Yiyi said loudly:

"I'm from another world! I'm from Huaxia! ”

Julian sneezed exaggeratedly, then touched his nose and said, "Where are you from?" I didn't hear you. ”

"I'll go! Really! Lin Yiyi became excited, as if she had found something interesting, and Julian's expression became even stranger.

After a few more trials, Julian finally sneezed and began to ask Zhao Ziyu if there was any medicine that could be treated.

"The Lord God, his old man, covers the sky with one hand." Lin Yiyi sighed, and wanted to try, but was stopped by Mu Lan.

"The captain has been glaring at you a few times, stop playing."

Lin Yiyi gave up the attempt in a huff, but she was still so energetic, and continued to pull Mu Lan to be afraid, but when she was shooting in one direction, she stopped.

"That direction!" Lin Yiyi pointed to a place, "Is there black smoke rising?" ”

Mu Lan immediately looked there, which was already very close to Wellenburg, and she guessed that maybe a barbarian army had passed through the almost dangerous high mountain and sneaked up on the rear of Wellenburg?

Climbing over the mountain at their feet, there is a series of undulating peaks waiting to be crossed, and the terrain here is steep, and the path carved out on the mountain wall will fall if you are not careful, which is a test of both physical and mental strength.

Mu Lan was a little afraid of heights, so she tried her best not to look down, and walked through this winding mountain road with a strong mentality.

Walking through the mountains was slower than their march in the Lagong Forest, and it is no wonder that the military fortress of Willenburg was built on such terrain.

Fortified in the mountains, the castle was a nail wedged in the north of the continent, and soldiers loyal to the king defended the land and guarded against the threat of rebellious lords and barbarian forces.

Everyone has climbed over many hills, the road that can be walked on has almost disappeared, and the remaining road will be more difficult, looking in the direction that Lin Yiyi pointed out before, what happened in the low-lying valley at the foot of the mountain can finally be seen clearly.

Eight Norswar soldiers in chain mail were surrounded by dozens of barbarian scouts, leaning on each other and fighting hard, and the corpses strewn across the ground to indicate that the battle had been going on for a long time.

The reason why it is obvious at a glance that they are Norswar soldiers is that the shields they hold have a two-headed lion coat of arms representing the Norswar royal family, and their attire makes it easy to distinguish them from the barbarians.

Most of the barbarians were strong and strong, and one of the barbarians threw a mace and smashed it into the shield of the Norswal soldier, which shattered the wooden shield in pieces, and the soldier's arm was also dislocated, and the rest of the barbarians took advantage of the gap to throw a short axe, and the soldier was immediately killed by several axes.

Julian's face became anxious, he couldn't watch the soldiers of the kingdom die miserably, he pleaded in a low voice, "Help them!" ”

Shi Zhengyang glanced at Mu Lan, who nodded, ready to save the remaining seven soldiers.

Sweat and blood mixed together and ran down his cheeks, Roy wiped his face indiscriminately, he was so tired that he clenched the long sword in his hand, staring at the Zoritan barbarian in front of him.

After a day of continuous fighting, and no reinforcement from the commander, this hateful and ugly barbarian tried to sneak into the rear of Willenburg, and many of his comrades died here, and the blood seemed to fill the valley, and the breath of death of despair enveloped him.

Mechanically blocking the attack of the short axe, Roy kept panting, he had no stamina, those barbarians with hideous smiles seemed to be playing tricks on them, damn it, these damn northern shepherds, am I going to die here today.

Roy had already appeared in his vision, praying for the last time for the salvation of the gods, praying that he would return to Wiellenberg alive.

An arrow mixed with the wind element shot from the sky, it was like a sound tearing through the air, and then the barbarian in front of him fell to the ground in disbelief, and the arrow pierced his head.

Roy was shocked, God, has you come to save me?