Naturally, Mark walked far less fast than a galloping horse, plus he occasionally enjoyed the scenery on the side of the road, and occasionally hummed a few old songs when no one was around. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 InfoWhen the boy made a big circle and came to the military camp outside the city, he hadn't even finished half the way.

"I have an urgent need to see the general!" said the young man to the two sergeants serving outside the barracks.

"It's a wartime first-class combat readiness period, so if you ask to see the general, you should wait until tomorrow morning!"

"I have an urgent military situation! We found a Dou Huaguo secret agent. As he spoke, the young man bowed down and handed over the stone tablet engraved with the statue of Mark, "Please hand it over to the general as soon as possible!"

Hearing that the secret agent had been discovered, the sergeant's face tightened, and he took the stone slab in the young man's hand: "I'll go in and hand it over to the general!"

Saying that, the sergeant hurriedly ran inside with the stone slab, and when he came to the door of the general's tent, a school officer stopped him again: "The general has arrived with a large army, and the general is reporting to the general." No one is allowed to disturb!"

"Yes!" the sergeant looked at the slate in his hand, frowned, and had to stand outside the account and wait patiently.

Mark didn't know that his stone carving was about to reach the general's tent, but his luck seemed to be good, and as he passed through another small village, a carriage picked up on him.

Half an hour later, Mark finally saw the city. After he entered the city with the carriage, he found that this small city was actually very prosperous. The main thing was that a large number of troops were filling the streets and alleys, and Mark couldn't help but think of what the old man said about the Demon Cloud Kingdom and the Dou Hua Kingdom being at war. Even the recruiting point Mark saw more than a dozen along the way.

The currency used here is also a kind of metacrystal, but this kind of metacrystalline is much higher than the external metacrystal, both in terms of purity and vitality content. Mark estimated that one piece of metacrystals here could be exchanged for hundreds of metacrystals from the outside world. He wanted to get a piece to see, but he didn't get a chance.

Most of the passers-by who come and go here have at least second-level strength, and although Mark's combat power can also be ranked in the forefront of it, it is nothing more than that.

It was getting late, and he soon discovered a very embarrassing problem, it was now the time of the war, and the city was under military control, and it was forbidden to enter and leave at night. And Mark doesn't even have the money for the inn on him now, the pedestrians on the street are rapidly decreasing, and now it's too late to rush to the city gate.

There was no one in front of this recruiting station, and when he saw Mark coming, a squad leader-like person pointed to the two shields fixed on the wall next to him and said:

"Good at physical attacks on the left shield, good at magic attacking the right shield. ”

Mark thought about it and took a large knife from the weapon rack next to him, and his highest attack was of course Kaishan. The people in this world are a little weird, and their strength is extraordinary, in order to squeeze into the recruiting office, so as not to find a place to sleep at night and be arrested as a spy, Mark does not dare to keep his hands.

"Destruction buff, opening the mountain-" The eyes of the casual team leader on the side lit up, and he said, "Yes! I recruited a superior one at the end of the day, haha-"

Then he looked at Mark and nodded in satisfaction, "Where's your ID badge?" ”

Mark was dumbfounded, his mind turned, and he turned around and pretended to be in a hurry to leave.

"Hey—what are you doing?" said the team leader.

"I forgot to be at home, go back and get it!" Mark said as he walked.

"I'll wait for you until I come and go! I'm going to call it a day! That's it! It's easy to get a good grade, and I'm going to participate in the training camp tomorrow. Forget about the identity tag. Anyway, no spy would dare to throw himself into the army, hahaha-" The squad leader laughed and led Mark into the barracks of the recruiting office.

Mark, who was walking behind, exhaled secretly, it seemed that some methods worked the same everywhere. He didn't stay in the recruiting office for long, and after hastily receiving a set of cyan armor and weapons, a total of more than a hundred newcomers from this recruiting office rushed to the barracks outside the city under the leadership of this squad leader.

Mark didn't see it when he left the city gate, and behind him a large number of regular soldiers in black armor and black horses had already posted his portrait all over the city. In just one time difference, he escaped a catastrophe.

With the word "Superior" on his waist, Mark was assigned to the scout camp. The battalion consisted of one hundred and thirty-six men, all of whom were of the second class "superior".

This made Mark feel like a frog at the bottom of a well. I don't know how weak I am when I don't go outside, looking at the comrades around him with obscure breath, Mark suddenly feels that he is so small, and for a while, the little pride in his heart was completely shocked.

The scout battalion of one hundred and thirty-six men was commanded by a lieutenant. There were three scout battalions in the entire New Army. There were also a total of three lieutenants, who were directly under the command of the generals of the new army.

The captain of the scout battalion where Mark is located is called Misha, a female night elf, who has inherited the unique genes of the elven race, with a slender body and a handsome appearance, but her face is as cold as an iceberg for ten thousand years.

The two daggers hanging from either side of her thighs are her main weapons. A pitch-black leather armor wrapped her whole body tightly, revealing a bewitching figure that made people squirt blood. Misha divided the entire scout camp into eighteen squads, each with seven or eight people. Mark's team of three consists of only seven players.

The training of recruits soon began, and the instructors, in addition to Misha, also had elites from the instructor battalion. When Mark saw the word "special" hanging on the waist of the instructor of the second-level strength, his mood sank suddenly, it turned out that he was still far from a real master in the same level.

The training lasted only three days, and the first real drill mission began. Mark's team was sent to investigate the reality of Dou Huaguo's left army, and the time was three days.

In fact, Mark wanted to escape on the way to this mission, and when he passed by the gate of the barracks, he accidentally found a large-character poster posted at the door, which was actually a wanted poster, and the picture on the wanted notice was Mark himself.

"Actually—" Mark's mind shook when he saw this wanted post, and in an instant, the old orc he met when he first entered the inner wall of the Fallen God Mountain appeared in his mind. However, this also made him more determined to escape, and he even wears a helmet when he sleeps these days, so the whole team doesn't know that this wanted person is actually Mark.

"Huh, Wukong, why do I think this wanted picture looks like you?" a colleague joked.

"Die!" Mark laughed and kicked over, but his back was soaked in an instant.

No, we must flee as soon as possible!" Mark's heart was anxious. Staying in the barracks will be more dangerous every day. At this time, the whole team was touching the other party's border in the night, and Mark walked in the middle of the team, and it was difficult to get out for a while.

"Now that we have crossed the border of Dou Huaguo, everyone be careful!" the temporary team leader whispered back. The team continued to move forward at a blistering speed, but there was no sound at all. Mark quietly emitted his spiritual power, although he could only detect more than twenty meters, but it was better than nothing. He's looking for the best chance to leave.

Ten minutes later, Mark's squad entered a narrow valley, and judging from the map, it was possible to see the sentry post of the opposing left army through the valley.

The night was dark, and the valley was silent except for the "squeak" of unknown insects. Mark, who had been running in the middle of the team, suddenly changed his face, and a strong sense of crisis suddenly surged in his heart, he didn't have time to speak, and he rolled over and flashed to the side.

At this moment, dozens of crossbow arrows suddenly flew silently, and when Mark's spiritual power found out, where did he have time to remind others, rolling and flashing behind a rock in two consecutive times, leaving him covered in dust, and when he came back to his senses, he suddenly found that this should be the best time for him to leave. (To be continued.) )