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On the northwestern border of the Empire of Light, outside the city of Valen. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The soldiers on duty at night had just completed the handover, and the sentry in the corner tower on the city wall looked at the dark night outside the city, and couldn't help but look at his colleagues beside him, "The night is so dark, the Macedonians shouldn't come to sneak attack, right?"

The soldier next to him glanced at him: it was a young man who looked no more than twenty years old, with a straight body and a somewhat immature face with indistinct edges and corners, and it seemed that he should be a recruit who had just joined the army this year.

"Relax, boy," said the man next to him, looking calm, "I've been a sentinel for more than a decade, and I've dealt with the Macedonians, and now that the war is raging on the Western Front, they don't come that quickly." ”

Even so, he glanced out of the city, seemingly casually.

"Well, I have also heard that the Duke of Casa of the Empire is coming down from the front line and garrisoning the city of Valen, and presumably the Macedonians will not dare to attack rashly. ”

The young man touched his head a little embarrassed, looked at the old soldier's calm appearance, and couldn't help but ask with some curiosity: "I was transferred from the Sixth Army of Beiling Province last month...... Which military region did you belong to before, was it the local army of Moxi Province?"

As soon as the words fell, the recruit noticed that the veteran's eyes suddenly emitted a strange brilliance, and then quickly dimmed in the night.

His bearded chin moved, and despite the recruit's surprised expression, he replied calmly:

"That's right, I've been serving in Moxi for more than ten years, as for the previous ...... He was once part of the First Army of the former Central Army, and was a scout of the 6th Brigade of the 'Whip of Heavenly Punishment' Cavalry Regiment ......"

............

In Valen City, the atmosphere in the barracks was a little tense, and the commander of a legion was pale, kneeling on the ground without saying a word, not daring to look up at the people on the steps.

"Smack!" With a heavy sound, a deep crack was made on the table that handled military affairs, and the official documents on the table also fell to the ground.

"After searching for more than ten days, I haven't even found the slightest clue from the adult?!" a tall and burly middle-aged man in front of him in front of him shouted in a deep voice.

He has thick eyebrows and a heavy beard, and his face is angular and angular, which makes people feel rough and heroic at first glance. It's just that at this time, his face is deeply locked, his face is red, and there are a few faintly protruding blood vessels on his forehead, which is obviously under anger.

Hearing his angry shout, the body of the commander kneeling below shook, although the sweat had wet his back, he still endured the panic in his heart, and only then reported:

"General Heru, we had already arrived at the designated place twenty days ago to greet the Duke. It's just that the adults didn't show up for a long time, so we went deeper into the desert along the border, and searched for a few hundred miles in a radius of several hundred miles before we came across a remnant army of steppe people, and only after interrogation did we know that ......"

The commander was already extremely pale at this time, gritted his teeth and continued: "I only know that the cavalry regiment of the Duke and his wife was attacked by the steppe tribes along the route and retreated to the Tadam Desert......" Finally, the commander's voice became deeper and lower.

"Damn the steppe people! Dare to even fight the idea of the imperial army, it's just looking for death!"

Heru let out a loud cry and slammed his clenched fists on the table. The sturdy desk finally couldn't withstand the huge impact, and the response was scattered into a pile. And Heru's face was cold, and he did not hide the murderous look on his face at all.

When the commander saw the hideous face of this usually majestic and steady imperial general, even if he had fought countless battles on the battlefield, he was also chilled.

After a moment of silence, the anger on Heru's face gradually faded, but his brows were deeply locked in calm contemplation.

Since the remnants of the steppe people had retreated, there was no news from the front that Lord Duke had been captured or killed in battle. It seems that the adults were not caught by the steppe people, otherwise with the temperament of those jackals, I am afraid that the heads of the adults would have been sent to the Macedonian military tent long ago.

After all, when the two armies are engaged, the enemy commander will be captured and killed, and the blow to the enemy's morale will undoubtedly be fatal, and no one will miss this great opportunity to boost morale!

Thinking of this, Heru no longer hesitated, and immediately said in a deep voice to the captain of the personal guard beside him: "Call Perry!"

The captain of the guard was ordered to turn around and run out of the tent, and in a short time a young knight in military uniform strode into the tent, and before he could speak, Heru had already said in a deep voice:

"I hereby order Perry, the captain of the 3rd Cavalry Regiment, to lead 3,000 cavalry along the city of Valen into the Tadam Desert, to search for the Duke of Casa and escort him back to the city, if you cannot find the Duke...... Military law!"

The young knight named Perry was not shocked, he didn't even frown on his handsome face, but his eyes were like torches, and he immediately bent his knees and bowed his head, "Subordinates take orders!"

After doing all this, Heru looked at the commander who was still kneeling on the ground, frowned, but couldn't help sighing: "Commander Gray, I know that this matter is very important, you have always done things steadily, and this time you have done your best and reported quickly." ”

He paused, and his tone became serious, "It's just that you really didn't complete the task this time, military law is like a mountain, I will now treat you for dereliction of duty and punish you with a hundred military sticks, do you accept it?"

A hundred military sticks, falling on ordinary soldiers, could not get out of bed for at least three months. Even for a warrior like Gray, such flesh and skin pain was enough for him to lie in bed for a month.

But when he heard this, he didn't change his complexion, and although he knelt on the ground, his tone was extremely firm: "Gray understands, General, his subordinates are willing to be punished to correct the military law of our empire!"

After hearing this, General Heru saw that his expression was sincere and calm, and there was no intention of pretentious resentment, and his eyes could not help but show a little more appreciation: this Gray is indeed a malleable talent.

It's just a pity that there are too few such people in the imperial army......

With a wave of his hand, Gray turned around and followed the two Rogers in the tent. He coughed slightly, and the captain of the guard immediately understood, and withdrew from the military tent with the guards behind him.

Seeing that only himself and General Heru were left in the tent, Perry's straight back couldn't help but relax slightly, and said to Heru in a slightly dissatisfied tone:

"I said Uncle Heru, you have to pass me on in the future, it would be good to meet alone, and there was no need to be so big. After saying that, he actually stood up and moved his hands and feet.

Seeing his appearance, Heru frowned, although he still looked majestic, but he said helplessly in his tone: "You kid, you are getting more and more unruly, this is a military camp......!

Perry's face was straight, and he said flatly, "In the future, why think too much about it now." ”

When Heru heard him say this, he didn't say any more, but said in a somewhat serious tone: "The matter is serious, no matter what method you use, you must bring the Duke back unscathed!"

Perry's expression was still relaxed, and his eyes seemed to have no intention of scanning the table that had been scattered into a pile of wood, before he shook his head and said a little casually: "My cousin, some of the things she did were really a headache." ”

Heru frowned, "Now you are the only one who has the ability to get back to Lord Duke," his voice was still rough and loud, but his tone was not at all like a superior to a subordinate, but there was a hint of a request.

Then he thought for a moment, "I have only one request for you, don't act impulsively. I'll let the captain of my guard follow you, in case you get too reckless and something happens. ”

Perry pursed his lips and didn't say anything more, just turned and walked out of the tent.

When Heru saw him go out, he couldn't help but sigh lightly, and he turned around and slowly looked at the military flag hanging above the handsome seat. He seemed to recall what had happened in the past, and he couldn't help but close his eyes and muttered to himself:

"Lord Duke, I, Heru, will keep the rest of your bloodline no matter what......"

After Perry walked a few steps out of the tent, he stopped again and ordered to the soldiers standing aside: "Pass my command, the whole regiment is ready to march, and set off early tomorrow morning, the destination is ...... Tadam Desert!"

After saying that, he ignored the soldiers who had taken the order. Just looked up at the starry night sky, the previous playful expression was swept away, and his eyes looked at the hilt of the sword held in his right hand with some determination:

"Suya, no matter what, I will definitely find you......"

............

Thousands of miles away in the desert, the girl said slowly word by word: "Above the ninth level, it is, saint!"

"Holy Order?" Qiao Se saw that her tone was solemn and solemn, and couldn't help but ask suspiciously, "What is the strength of the Holy Order?"

"The Holy Rank powerhouse has a power that ordinary people can't imagine," Su Ya looked at the boy who claimed to be from another world with a complicated expression, and her tone was unabashedly filled with a bit of reverence and yearning:

"My magic teacher is a ninth-level great magician, and with his strength, even among the elven clans where the magic civilization is prosperous, he is a rare master. However, even a strong man with a proud temperament like him was full of respect when he mentioned the power of the Holy Order. ”

Su Ya looked at Jose's puzzled look and explained, "The teacher once said: 'The strength of the Holy Rank powerhouse is different from that of ordinary high-level knights or magicians, not simply relying on their own strength, but relying on the comprehension of the external world to achieve everything!'"

Su Ya described her teacher's words to Jose like this:

The so-called holy stage, transcendent sanctification, to peek at the peak of vision and the rise and fall of life.

It is difficult for the Golden Soup to resist the power of a Saint-Rank powerhouse, and it is difficult for a million-strong Master to leave the footsteps of a Saint-Rank powerhouse.

Reach the highest level of comprehension of power, invincible in war, surpassing all living beings, even ...... The closest thing to the existence of "God".

- This is the power of the Holy Order!

Qiao Se listened to the blood boiling, what a holy rank, the force is really high enough! It sounds so awesome and coaxing, no wonder Su Ya and her teacher look like they are beaten as soon as they mention the holy level.

At this time, he seemed to suddenly think of something, his heart moved, and he couldn't help but ask Su Ya: "Then there should be fewer people like you who are cultivating both magic and martial arts on the mainland, right?"

Su Ya smiled slightly, and did not directly answer Jose's words, but there was a faint pride in her expression: "Almost, my fighting spirit is the ancestral fighting spirit of my family taught by my grandfather, and the magic is taught by my teacher, Master Kayi, the elder of the Magic Guild." ”

"The Magic Guild?" Jotheren was suddenly intrigued, "What kind of organization is that?"

Su Ya seemed to recall the past, and said in a somewhat nostalgic tone: "The Magic Guild is a formal and only official organization of human magicians in the mainland.

Because of the transcendent status of magicians, the Magic Guild is also an independent force that is not attached to any country, and its headquarters are in the imperial capital. My grandfather had a close personal relationship with Elder Kay of the Guild, and it was he who discovered my magical talent and embarked on the path of dual cultivation of magic and martial arts. ”

When Su Ya said this, she sighed lightly, "Speaking of which, I haven't seen the teacher for three years, and I don't know how he is now?"

Qiao Se heard her tone a little melancholy, bowed his head at the moment, and changed the topic: "By the way, you said that there are other races on the mainland. What about those aliens, what about them?"

Su Ya listened to his inquiry, and knew that he deliberately diverted the topic, so she didn't break it, but said lightly: "I don't know much about other races. ”

"Because each race lives in its own fixed area, it is rare for different races to live together, except at the border junctions. And only a few powerful traveling caravans on the mainland will enter and leave their territory to trade. There is seldom any exchange between ethnic groups in normal times. ”

Hearing Su Ya say this, Jose couldn't help but be a little funny. These strange races, like otaku in the real world, are basically dead otaku in addition to receiving "express delivery".

However, they are the same as me, but I don't know if they usually watch the new films of Nozomi Aso and Mr. Yoshizawa......

Jose was having some malicious guesses in his heart, but Su Ya saw his strange expression and couldn't help but ask curiously, "What are you thinking?"

Jose looked at this ignorant girl from another world, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, but her face deliberately showed a somewhat solemn and melancholy expression.

"It's nothing, I just think of my teachers in my own country, who are both virtuous and artistic......"

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, it must be better!]