At Singh's command, everyone hurriedly pushed the watermills and wagons to the side of the road, and the barbarians retreated to the other side of the road, and under the leadership of an old shaman, they all folded their palms to the sky, and their mouths uttered murky syllables. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

With the military horn, a cavalryman in a black cloak appeared on the official road ahead, all with sad faces and heavy hooves. Singh quickly ran up and negotiated with the cavalry commander, and then immediately stepped back and shouted: "It's the young men of the 21st Infantry Squadron, all of them, salute." ”

Brush, brush, brush, all the soldiers of the water convoy stood up straight almost at the same time, their weapons held high, their eyes level, motionless as if they were sculptures. Mira's mercenary group and those people also seemed to be infected by this atmosphere, and they all followed and saluted, and even the fast legs did not dare to show a playful expression.

Three short trumpets in a row, followed by an extremely long trumpet, soaring into the sky, startled several flocks of returning geese to chirp in harmony. With the horn, all the horsemen drew their sabers and pointed upwards diagonally, driving their mounts slowly through the official road in small steps. Behind the cavalry, there was a large cart that could not be seen at a glance, and a black coffin was placed on each car, and the expressionless people were silently pulling the cart and walking past the eyes of everyone on the side of the road, like dancing black clouds.

Mira couldn't suppress the curiosity in her heart, pulled Singh's armor and asked, "Why did so many people die?" Singh maintained a motionless posture and whispered: "I was ambushed by sand bandits, and the entire squadron was wiped out." ”

Mira sighed softly in her heart, and her eyes looking at those black flowing clouds were also obviously filled with regret and respect, and after looking at it for a while, Mira found that her eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the heavy wooden planks and see inside the coffin. He seemed to be able to see the souls that lingered like light smoke around the bloody corpses, some weeping, some roaring, some sad, some with angry eyes, and in the picture generated by the combination of these soul light smoke, Mira seemed to be able to see their parents, their wives and daughters, their concern for life, and their fear of death.

Mira was stunned, the cars slowly passing in front of him were like different pictures of life, every life and death, every joy and sorrow, like a huge wave of wind and wind, rushed to his mind. The small bump on his forehead ached violently, as if a small drill was digging a trench into his brain, and the pain made him tremble incessantly, but he did not dare to make a sound.

Suddenly, the old barbarian shaman, who had been humming an unknown tune on the side of the road, rushed to the middle of the road, raised his hand to stop a cart, and shouted at the man who was pulling it. The old shaman's naked, wrinkled face was covered with white paint, and a bone of an unknown animal passed through his nose, which looked like a cow with a nose ring.

The people were frightened by this strange shape and fled in all directions, and the cavalry that opened the way in front and pressed the formation behind rushed over, and the leading cavalry captain said to the old shaman with a dark face: "Barbarians, leave those hearses, the dignity of the dead will not be tarnished by you. ”

The old shaman stretched out his thin arms and gestured hard, but the cavalry present did not understand a word, seeing that the face of the cavalry captain was getting darker and darker, and the saber was raised higher and higher, all the cavalry automatically formed a charging formation, and all the barbarians also drew their weapons and surrounded the old shaman, and the situation was about to erupt.

Even though Mira's mind was buzzing, he inevitably noticed the tension on this side, and when he looked at the coffin that the old shaman had stopped, he was surprised to find that the soul in the coffin was not in that state of smoke, but attached to the body and lingered. As if in a flash of inspiration, Mira exclaimed, "That man is not dead. ”

The next thing had little to do with Mira, opening the coffin to save people, battlefield first aid, soul recovery, with the joint efforts of the military doctor and the old shaman, the lucky soldier finally regained stable vital signs, and what made the cavalry even happier was that due to the presence of a survivor, the 21st Infantry Squadron could finally be removed from the number.

The captain of the cavalry thanked the old shaman and Mira, and gave each of them a cavalry waist plate and told them to go to the camp to receive the bounty. Looking at their distant backs, the old shaman happily shook his hands goodbye, the wrinkles on his face bloomed like flowers, and he didn't know what he was saying. Mira crossed her arms and looked at the sky forty-five degrees: "Alas, if you are not careful, you will become a hero." Life is as brilliant as spring flowers, and my soul is as fragile as autumn fireflies, ah, my desolate state of mind is like a dark cloud floating in the sky. Hey, who's hitting me?"

Singh retracted his gun: "Come and help push the car back on the road, look at the weather, it will rain soon, if we can't get to the next station on time, we will have a hard time tonight." ”

When everyone hurriedly covered the carriage with a rain cover, the black clouds that had been brewing for a long time finally completely covered the earth, and the howling wind swept up dust and blades of grass, and the curtains of the carriage slammed. Mila lifted the curtain slightly, and saw the barbarians still following the convoy unhurriedly, the flying sand brushing their faces with a metallic crashing sound. Mira beckoned to the old shaman and motioned for him to come and sit in the car, and the old shaman's face was wrinkled, and he shook his head again and again to show that he was out of the way.

Seeing that Singh was still loudly directing the people to reinforce the waterwheel, Mira felt that he should also show his concern for his members, and after thinking about it, he jumped into another carriage.

Several of the people in the carriage were lying or lying, except for Nightfeather Skoud, who sat by the window and carefully polished some stones with animal skins. Mira curiously took a stone: "Wow, it's pretty good, crystal clear and clear, are you ready to develop into the handicraft industry?" Ye Yu didn't raise his head: "I'm going to go to the front line in a few days, I want to prepare more ammunition to fit in hand, and I won't be caught off guard in case of any emergency." ”

The corners of Mira's mouth twitched a few times, and she didn't bother to pay attention to him, just then the little sparrow asked: "Commander, how do you know that person is not dead?" Mira suddenly became proud: "How can it be guessed? Actually, I have always had some unknown special abilities, but I am too low-key and never boast about myself, so I ......" The little sparrow snorted coldly: "Commander, which is more perfect, your bragging skills or unknown special abilities?"

One-eyed, who was lying on the side, suddenly spoke: "Actually, seeing the appearance of that barbarian shaman, everyone will suspect that there is something strange in that coffin, and it is also normal to guess that the person is not dead. Mira's face drooped suddenly, normal train of thought, why didn't I see you speak?

One-eyed lying flat, with his hands behind his head, he couldn't see Mira's face at all, of course, he didn't care when he saw him, he cared about another thing: "It is said that the army is still gathering in the area of Kemir Town, and has not yet entered the desert area, why is it ambushed by sand bandits? Moreover, a whole squadron has been wiped out, strange, strange." ”

Mira pouted, "What's so strange about this, the scout troops were found and annihilated." ”

"How can scouts have infantry? You have never been a soldier, you don't understand, under normal circumstances, it is very difficult for a formed unit to be completely annihilated, unless the commander is stupid to the extreme, and fights to the death to the end, without arranging for help or breaking out. was beaten to the point where the number was almost revoked, I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out. ”

It was completely dark, and the raindrops of beans hit the windows of the carriage, and seemed to knock the carriage from side to side. Singh took out a rag to wipe the muddy water all over his body, and cursed incessantly: "Damn, damn it, this damn heavy rain, I definitely won't be able to reach the military station today, and I don't know if I can pass the Gramm ferry smoothly." ”

Mira lazily snuggled up on the cushion and whispered as she slapped her fingers on the paddle, "Last night the wind and rain were sudden, and the heavy sleep did not kill the wine." The questionnaire curtain is low, but the begonias are still the same. Do you know, do you know? It should be green, fat, red and thin. Hearing Singh's complaints, he smiled and said: "If you can't get there, you can't get there, there are already a lot of water convoys ahead, and there is no shortage of you, if you arrive one day late, I can get an extra day of mission rewards." ”

"If it's just us, don't worry, it's still my buddy who cares about attendance, but these barbarians must be in the camp on time, otherwise the fat translator won't spare me." ”

As he was talking, there was a knock on the door from outside the carriage: "Captain, captain, the car in front is trapped, come out and take a look." ”

By the time Mira came out in her dress, it was already raining heavily, and many of the wooden wheels of the waterwheel were stuck in the mud, and the neck of the ox pulling the cart showed deep strangulation marks, but the cart did not move. In the midst of lightning and thunder, Mira saw Singh standing next to the first waterwheel, shouting to the soldiers and men gathered behind the car: "One, two, three, push; ”

With the help of a few savage militias, the watermill finally moved a small step forward, only to sink deeper into the mud puddle. Singh wiped the rain from his face and shouted to Mira, "You can't go on like this, you, take your people, and find some planks and pieces of wood to put under the wheels, so that we can pass." ”

The unanimous reaction of the mercenary group to Mira's mobilization was that Nong's mind was wit. The little sparrow's staff almost knocked on Mira's head: "You can also agree to this, we are mercenaries, mercenaries, don't treat us as migrant workers." Fast legs also helped: "That is, our task is to escort them, not to be a civilian husband for them, my shame alone is nothing, if other colleagues know, our group will become a big joke." ”

One-eyed groaned for a moment, then pulled the curtain and said, "Look, it's dark outside, and it's still thundering everywhere, even if you don't think about the reputation of the regiment, you have to think about the lives of your brothers, right?"

The rain poured down like a pot, and Mira was cold, and he sighed and said, "Well, since you all won't, I'll go alone." ”