An old man dressed as a butler bypassed the cheerful banquet hall and went up to an open hanging tower with a wine cabinet and a large balcony, where a middle-aged man with black hair in simple and elegant clothes was leaning back against the sofa and occasionally scanning the scene of the banquet downstairs, and more often looking at the sky outside and pondering something. The left side of his face had a scar that ran from his forehead along the base of the same ear to the back of his head, but it was perfectly reconciled by a large loose back, and his face was heroic but not rude.

His gaze occasionally crossed the laughter and laughter in the hall below, and a trace of disgust and helplessness flashed: 'Have you forgotten the pain?' Oh, yes... A good ruler will let the interests behind him indulge in the sound of dogs and horses all day long, while he is detached from the outside. Scold... Old man, your teachings, even if they make people hateful and unpleasant, are everywhere. ’

After the old butler went upstairs, he immediately stopped at the edge of the middle-aged man's line of sight, as if he had not heard any small complaints, and waited respectfully. It wasn't until the middle-aged man focused his attention on him that he stepped forward unhurriedly and reported the military situation on the front line.

"Master, the Angry Hammer has sent another urgent request for support, you see..."

"Oh, look, Zoro, I actually forgot about it again, but I still have some important questions to think about right now, so you can remind me of this later. If you're okay, don't bother me, in this family, I'm most afraid of your nagging, I really don't know how I got through your nagging in the first half of my life. ”

The middle-aged man changed his previous indifference, first glanced at the old butler teasingly, and then accosted the old butler in a frivolous tone that was completely inconsistent with his status as the governor of southern Xinjiang, but the mature arc at the corner of his mouth somewhat revealed that he was in a good mood.

Solo suddenly froze for a while, but there was a little emotion in his heart and the pity that had been hidden in his heart for a long time, and his calm face immediately became a little more exciting. The governor's words are actually very few, and only when facing him, an old butler who has a special feeling, will he behave like this, and the meaning in it is self-evident, which is undoubtedly a very valuable thing for the high-powered governor of southern Xinjiang.

And who would have thought that the madmen in southern Xinjiang, who have always used ruthlessness and iron blood to intimidate dozens of border countries, would have such a talkative and even childish side?

"The hosts! Although the furious battle is not like words, but in the end it is a legion, although some of the elite have been drawn by us, but the life and death of the remaining tens of thousands of soldiers... Moreover, the Wasteland Path Empire took possession of it at a great cost more than ten years ago, in case it is lost..."Zoro recalled the past, and he didn't care about the duties of a steward and servant, and with a single mouth, he abandoned the respect he had maintained before and began to chatter.

The governor of southern Xinjiang was not only not angry, but even happier.

But then, the more the old housekeeper talked, the more excited he became, and after talking in his ear for more than ten minutes, he began to talk about the dead old master and old lady and other questions, and the middle-aged man's face became a little embarrassed. The Duke has almost no good feelings for his own Lao Tzu, he can't bear to be brought into this topic by others, and obviously the bold old butler also has a set.

He hurriedly patted his head to interrupt the old butler's nagging, and said helplessly: "Okay, although it can't be said to be betrayal, but since he has betrayed, even if he has taken refuge in his allies, he should be punished, and it doesn't matter what he does if he lives or dies those who fight fiercely." If he knew each other, as long as he left the army or something like that, could I still embarrass him? All the bitter consequences and costs are nothing but the result of ambition beyond what is within our means. As for the broken road, whoever wants to take it, the small barbarian countries around here, who have nothing to do all day long, Benjue didn't have the spare time to continue to be a nanny for these dogs who had good scars and forgot their pain. ”

"Southern Xinjiang has a solid foundation in the Longduan Mountain area, that is, it is more fun to return that broken road to those wolf cubs, and let them communicate with the aliens by themselves. That little tax, hmph, is not as much as the military spending. Speaking of this, a cold light appeared in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he continued in a deep tone: "Of course, it would not be a good thing if the army was empty, hehe. Sometimes, good things and bad things are just two sides of the same coin..."

The old butler Solo's heart was inexplicably abrupt, and he realized once again that the young master he watched grow up with was already a big man in the southern Xinjiang, and if he was not by his side, it would be impossible for him to be exposed in front of outsiders, and his worries these days were obviously a little redundant. It seems that the concession in the face of strangers is just a means to break the balance around him and obtain greater benefits.

Finding that his master was not heartless, Solo finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but he still said with some worry: "But, master, if the furious battle and the angry hammer are really wiped out, then, is that person..."

The middle-aged man who originally looked calm twitched violently when he heard this, and after a little speechless smile in his heart, he waved his hand and retreated the satisfied old butler. It's just that when he came, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said to the old butler who turned around and was about to go downstairs: "By the way, you go and call that kid from Cha Weiye back, and say that I will go to Nanluo Province to inspect the border to support the front line, and let him give me a look after the Governor's Mansion for these two months." And, of course, hosting some people for me. ”

Hearing this, Solo almost fell downstairs, and wanted to turn back and give his master a vicious and angry look, but after all, he didn't have the courage, so he could only sigh and mourn for his young master.

He just wanted to persuade him, but he didn't want the governor to turn around and look at the afterglow of the sunset, and said faintly: "Look, the afterglow of the sunset prides itself on being beautiful, but it is so dim that people can see through it at a glance, and it is very boring, why can't he go down sooner..."

Solo shuddered when he heard this, and he didn't dare to say anything after all.

Unlike the leisurely governor, our classmate Luo Xia was already on the verge of leaving.

The huge temperature difference in the desert, the night is like a cold winter, and the day is like a scorching heat, but the human body in this world is far stronger than the earthlings who are used to living a comfortable life now, especially his physical fitness at the moment seems to be better than ordinary people.

But what people really can't stand is the scene of the sea of sand in the white expanse under the scorching sun, repeatedly swaying in the eyeballs, how much Luo Xia hopes to have a pair of sunglasses at this moment.

With trepidation and curiosity, Luo Xia endured his sore eyes and kept looking at the scenes and various people along the way. Not counting the soldiers escorted and guarded, there are tens of thousands of coolies summoned this time, maybe more than that, but there are so many that can be roughly counted within Luo Xia's line of sight.

There is not much difference between the people here and the earthlings, whether it is hair color or skin color, there are only a few more varieties than the earthlings, and the same mainstream is the yellow-skinned people, but they all look very dark. The only big difference is that everyone here is very capable of enduring hardships, so that Nei Luo Xia has never been embarrassed to complain.

No, it would be a miracle if anyone on earth wore almost bare shoes, with only a piece of cloth wrapped around their head, and walked in the hot desert for half a day without many people falling. But most of the people here can do it, so it's no wonder that they can fight a decisive battle under the desert Gobi.

But even so, most of them were about to collapse, and from time to time some people collapsed on the side of the road due to physical exhaustion, and the team had to stop at the foot of a somewhat shadowy Gobi for a half-hour rest.

In fact, the desert battlefield in the era of cold weapons is different from other places, and when fighting for control, it is difficult to have a specific front line, and where it is convenient to supply is the front line.

Therefore, the Angry Hammer Legion will let the coolie battalion continue to build a forest of earthen forts in this adjacent area, so as to delay the march of the Inhuman army, so that they can safely detour from the desert directly through this Death Gobi into the relatively rich Longduan Mountains, and at the same time, they can also leave the supply line that is advantageous to them and their own to the Angry Hammer Legion flowing in the sea of sand.

Otherwise, in the middle of this vast desert, it would be impossible for the Legion of Fury Hammer to completely defend its territory.

Thus, for three months, the pattern of war has become that humans continue to build earthen forts, and Inhumans continue to conquer and destroy, and the two sides are engaged in a tired and helpless war of attrition, with the occasional large-scale encounter in the sand sea.

After three months of sporadic and intensive stalemate battles, the two sides, having lost patience, finally made up their minds to carry out a "decisive battle" under the influence of various factors.

It's just a little puzzling that the battle line a few days ago was still behind him, but today it suddenly advanced to a decisive battle dozens of kilometers away where there was no advantage in military architecture. You must know that compared to the overall planning ability of human beings, the social structure of Inhumans is much more complex, and their abilities are also diverse, which is very weird. Abandoning a military position for a decisive battle in the field is simply a bit of a short-term exposure.

Luo Xia didn't feel good, but he was just a newcomer from another world, and he couldn't guess anything out of thin air, so he could only resign himself to the flow and rush forward.

"Okay, there is only less than half a day's journey left when I get here, let me get up and hurry, I can't get to the camp in front before dark, everyone will have to be dealt with by military law. As for those wastes that have fallen or are about to fall, they not only insult the honor of the warriors, but also the glory of the ancestors, let the heroic spirits of the ancestors decide their life and death, let's go! ”

With a high-pitched and loud neigh, an officer who straddled a giant strange horse two meters high first stepped on the horse's back and began to urge the team to set off again, not giving the poor coolies who were exhausted the slightest sympathy.

Unlike the others, this person's armor was actually made of metal, with a few dark gold lines vaguely carved on the black metal, something like words. Despite the extreme heat in the desert, he didn't feel the heat at all.

Luo Xia couldn't see the man's appearance too far away, and only vaguely saw some parts of the strange horse with scales, which made him once again convinced that this was a civilization completely different from the earth.

"It's really a cruel and crazy world..."Luo Xia, who covered her upper body with an old blanket when she slept to block the sun, looked at the coolies who were still lying on the side of the road and unable to continue walking, and felt very uncomfortable.

He naturally understood that the decision of the so-called ancestral heroic spirits was actually to let them fend for themselves in this vast desert, if there was no accident, within one day, whether it was a beast or a wind and sand, they would completely erase their traces in the world...