"What do you do?"

Before he got close to the city, Rossi ran into the defenders of Red Leaf City, a whole group of more than two hundred people, followed by several carriages, and there were at least thirty or fifty people imprisoned in the cages on the carriages. These people looked depressed and silent, and their eyes were mostly full of gray despair. The leader rode a horned beast and wore extremely heavy armor, and the long sword in his hand was pointed diagonally at Rossi, his face expressionless.

Rossi's gaze swept around, then returned to the knight, and he smiled and said, "I want to come here and have a look." ”

"See?", a sarcastic smile appeared on the knight's stiff face, "Isn't it a spy sent from the other side? Tell me honestly about your identity, if you hide a little, be careful that your life is not guaranteed!"

Rossi frowned slightly, and he pulled out his badge, "I'm from the Eastern Regions. ”

As soon as the knight heard this, the expression on his face softened again, and he nodded slightly, "It turned out to be a friend from the Eastern Regions, and it just so happened that the war would start soon, and I would like you to help us." He said the word please, but his tone was a little tough, as if this was not an invitation, but an order. He hooked his hand behind him, and the soldier hurriedly took a horned beast, and he pointed at the horned beast and said, "Please come with us." ”

Left and right were going to the front line, he could feel the inexplicable call in the Red Leaf City not far away, hesitated, nodded and turned over and stepped onto the horned beast.

The knight's tone finally softened, "My name is Andorra, I don't know what your name is. ”

"Rosie. ”

"Oh, so you're Rosie!", Andorra looked delighted, "I've heard of it for a long time!"

He is a knight, not a joke, and this expression is fake and terrifying. Anyway, many of these people who dared to come to the Eastern Regions were divine envoys and heroes, and they were somewhat famous. And whether you know it or not, it won't be bad to pretend to be a long-term admiration.

Rosie smiled faintly, and did not debunk it, but instead glanced back, and asked curiously: "Who are the people in the carriage behind?"

Andorra liked Rossi's words about the enemy country, which meant that Rossi was still looking at Huite, and if he knew that he had slaughtered a god of Hut with another figure they knew not long ago, he would still be able to laugh.

Andorra pursed his lips with a look of disdain, "Wherever there is an enemy country, they are all locals." These people, who did not want to serve the country and the gods, hid in the wilderness, and I caught them. ”

"Are you going to kill them?"

Andorra shook his head, "I won't kill them, I just send them to the front line, so that they can contribute to their country and gods." This is a glorious thing and should not be feared. ”

Squads like Andorra can be found everywhere around the city of Red Leaves, searching every place they can hide and capturing everyone they see. If it is an enemy, kill it, and if it is your own people, you will be arrested and sent to the front.

The stalemate of war is like a huge flesh millstone, and before one side crushes the other side with absolute superiority, both sides can only continuously send soldiers to consume each other. After a war, the number of casualties was staggering, ranging from 20,000 to 350,000. Even if there are more people in Momiji City, they can't withstand such consumption. Reinforcements from the rear are also coming, and it is said that Grand Archon Hui plans to start a final battle with Jerut on the front line of Red Leaf City.

The strength of individuals in the war is insignificant, and in order to accumulate a greater chance of victory, almost all the people on the front line of Red Leaf City are now arrested.

As for whether these ordinary people can make a difference on the battlefield in the end, and whether they can win this war, no one knows.

But someone is better than no one, even if it is sent to the front line to die, it can make the other soldier's arm swing a few more times and consume a little more strength.

Sometimes war is so cruel and so frustrating. For the sake of the final victory, for the sake of the rights and interests of the superiors, who cares how many people below die?

There is also a captured God Fighter in the team, and this guy is even more unlucky, he is also from the Eastern Regions, but he is not in the same area as Rossi. This guy's name is Maiton, and he has participated in two wars and was almost killed by the other party's oracle. After coming down from the battlefield, his courage was broken, and he hid directly in the dense forest. He originally planned to wait for the end of the war to secretly return to the Eastern Regions, but he didn't know that he was still caught.

From this guy's mouth, Rossi knew that Andorra was actually an oracle, or an oracle of the god of war.

At this time, almost all of Huite's forces were piled up to the front line, and a battle to destroy the country was imminent.

After taking two turns in the field and catching more than 30 people, the group returned to Red Leaf City. Named after the autumn leaves, the red leaves of the red leaves are one of the few ornamental trees, and the red color that spreads all over the mountains has become the proud capital of the red leaves of the red leaf castle, attracting tourists from the four major domains.

But at this time, people have ignored these heart-warming beauty, and after entering the city, Rossi sees all the people who are frowning. Red Leaf Castle has long been under strict militarized control system, and there are hardly any pedestrians in sight on the streets, all of them are neatly armed soldiers.

Andorra took Rossi to register and gave him a token with which he could walk freely in the city.

Most of those with such power are oracles and heroes, and ordinary people do not have such good benefits, and they are all locked up in the barracks to sharpen their guns.

After saying goodbye to Andorra, Rossi walked around the streets, where all the shops were closed, not to mention the lively places, not even a place to eat and drink.

He sensed the call of the darkness, followed it, and finally climbed the city wall.

At the end of the horizon of the city wall is another city.

The ground between the two cities had been stained red with blood, some broken weapons were still left on the ground, and puddles of bloody flesh could be seen everywhere, which showed the severity of the tragedy.

Rossi could clearly feel that it was coming from the city opposite, and he pursed his lips and turned to go down the city wall.

For more than ten days, neither side sent troops, and the oppressive atmosphere became heavier and heavier, and almost everyone could not see a smile on their faces. More and more troops rushed to the front from the rear, and the atmosphere gradually became tense.

After a few more days, the war drums in the barracks suddenly broke out, and Rossi was startled, and when he came out of the tent, he saw dozens of knights in jumpsuit standing on the tall buildings in the city. The forces in the city began to gather, and the heroes were huddled together.

The first knight in golden armor stepped forward and drew the sword at his waist......

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I wanted to say something, but I suddenly found that there was nothing to say. Writing this, I am also self-reflecting, reflecting on a lot of things. The series of swings has caused the plot of the story to deviate from my original outline, and in retrospect, it is still too emotional.

I'm so sorry for that.

Of course, there must always be an ending to the story, and I will think carefully about how to smooth out the rest of the story.