When I first came to the border, Little Spoon realized how difficult it is to be in the border area. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Not only did he have little food, little water, no way to take a bath, and in addition to the cold, he also had to deal with the soldiers of the neighboring country who threw tattered on the opposite side.

It took a long time for the little spoon to cry to recover, his cheeks were red, he kept wiping his tears with his sleeve, and he kept exhaling in his mouth. The people on the side looked pitiful, but they couldn't help her.

This meal is not edible for a small spoon, and it is not appropriate to return it to others after eating, and it is not appropriate to throw it away, after all, it is saved by others. Helplessly, the small spoon can only say that it is wrapped first, and then eat it slowly, while he eats his own dry food on the side.

Of course, everyone could see that the little spoon was just embarrassed, and although there were few resources here, it was not to the point of losing his temper just to not eat a few meals of meat. What's more, the little spoon is not the person they compile, but a guest. The captain immediately said that if it really can't be done, just throw it away. In fact, if it is just for the sake of face, it is better to throw it away secretly after wrapping it up, it is better to throw it away generously.

The little spoon still shook his head, indicating that he would wrap it up and eat it. Although it is a little spicy, you can still get used to it slowly. It's cold and spicy here, so he naturally has his reasons, and the little spoon doesn't want to be special casually. As an Assassin, it was also important to be part of the environment.

After a dinner, the soldiers began to spend free time. Some chatted, some played cards, some read books, and the captain officer took out his sketchpad and began to paint. It was cold here, the paint was frozen, and the captain had to bake the paint box on the side of the charcoal fire.

The little spoon came curiously to see what he was drawing, and he was already halfway drawn on the paper, which seemed to be a picture of an army fighting on the battlefield. On the picture, a female general, holding a spear and carrying a horse, but her face has not yet begun to be painted, but she can still see that she is heroic. It's just that the enemy on the opposite side hasn't started to draw yet, just outlines.

When the captain saw the little spoon looking at it, he was a little embarrassed: "The level is average, and the drawing is playing." ”

"No, it's a good drawing. Little Spoon replied.

The captain shook his head, "There's no other entertainment here, we'll have to find something to do and pass the time." ”

As he spoke, another shouting voice came from outside: "Come out quickly!" and "Come and throw something?" have you admitted it?...... It seems that there are more people, and probably the patrol on the other side has also returned, right?

No one paid attention to it in the house, and they still chatted and played cards, which seemed to them to have long been accustomed to it.

"Do they shout that every day?" asked Little Spoon.

"Almost," replied the captain, "they may find it boring over time, but the problem is that the regiment opposite them seems to change men frequently, and lately they have changed units about every month. Every new troop is keen to throw rags, or shout and so on. ”

"And how often do we change legions on our side?" asked Little Spoon.

"Basically, about half a year, our border guards exchanged a group of people with the knights in the city. As for the change of defense of the legion, I don't think we have changed it on our side. The captain spread his hands.

"Oh," the little spoon nodded, "so it seems like we're going to have a hard time if there's a fight on this side." ”

The captain sighed: "This can't be helped, environmental factors determine that there is no way to deploy too many troops here, and the main city can't support so many people." Although the opposite environment is also poor, it is at least much better than us. The main city they are near is also a normal main city with abundant materials, not a frozen capital. ”

"So," the little spoon thought for a moment, "if the other side really attacks, there is nothing that this outpost can't actually stop?"

The captain smiled: "Do you think we are here on the city wall? Our outpost is usually used to catch a few smugglers and a few barbarians." In wartime, we can only play the role of an early warning. It is impossible to expect twenty of us to stand up to any army. ”

"Do you have parrots?" the little spoon suddenly remembered something, it seemed that she had not seen a parrot fly in the sky until she entered the city, which was commonplace in other main cities.

"Parrot?" the captain was even more inexplicable, "what parrot?"

The little spoon sighed, the border news was blocked, and he didn't know that parrot communication in the army was now very common. Introduce them right away. The soldiers on the side couldn't help but talk for a while.

After hearing this, the captain was silent for a long time, but still shook his head: "It stands to reason that the border troops will not be equipped, but it can only be said that the weather here is too cold for parrots." And the parrot can't get dressed, right?"

"That's the only way to explain," the little spoon nodded in agreement, and then wondered, "Since it's not a parrot communication, how did you communicate?"

"The most primitive way, wolf smoke and mouth roar," the captain smiled, "once the other side really marches in a big way, we will raise wolf smoke." Then he ran into the city and told the news with his mouth. Our role is only to communicate and warn, and we are not primarily responsible for defense. You can't expect our people to fight the enemy's army. ”

The captain then explained: "Although there are no walls on this side, this vast wilderness is a natural buffer zone. To cross this wilderness, it would take more than three or four days for the army to march faster. And we can use the teleportation array to instantly accumulate a large number of troops in the frozen capital, and easily win by waiting for work. ”

"But in the same way, if we want to attack them, it's very difficult. Unless you can take the other party's main border city in an instant, once the time is delayed, the logistics will not be able to keep up......" As soon as the captain opened the conversation, he began to talk endlessly. Probably no one chats with him in normal times, and he doesn't draw any paintings he talks about, so he changes a piece of paper and draws various terrain tactics on it. The little spoon just nodded incessantly on the side, although there were some things she didn't quite understand.

In the blink of an eye, it was getting dark. So the soldiers went to bed one after another, and although they could not take a bath, they still kept it as clean as possible. Before going to bed, they will take off their shoes and socks, and then barefoot to dry their feet on the edge of the charcoal fire, and some people will put their socks on the side to dry.

Both men and women seem to have this habit here, a group of people sit around the charcoal fire, stretching out their bare feet in unison, but the smell is inevitably intoxicating. I can't open the windows here, so I can only endure it. At this time, a person with particularly smelly feet was attacked and ridiculed by everyone, and this person could only rub his feet with his fingers and forcibly rub some dirt down.

The little spoon stood on the side and did not move, and the captain explained that the reason was naturally the lack of water. It is inevitable to sweat your feet during the day, and you can only dry your feet if you don't wash your feet. In fact, everyone's socks can stand up hard after drying. After all, they've been like this for four months.

And the border troops here are not trained, just patrol in circles. If you sweat all over the practice, you can still do it in one or two days, and everyone will be spoiled in ten days and eight days. But in fact, according to the regulations, you can also do some training without sweating, or stop sweating when you are about to sweat, etc. It's just that in the border area, the monitoring is not easy, and there are few people, so it is impossible to have strict troops stationed in the main city.

When it was time to go to bed, the captain arranged a bed for Little Spoon and let her sleep with the female soldier. The little spoon has no objection, but when the quilt is lifted, it smells. The female soldiers on the side were a little embarrassed, knowing that they hadn't taken a bath for too long, so they tried to stay away from her.

In the middle of the night, Little Spoon quietly got up, came to the toilet, changed into a black masked suit, and picked up a telescopic gun. Then he quietly pushed open the window of the toilet, and heard that the sentry was still wandering around the front door, and immediately flew out of the window, covering it with his backhand, and the whole process was silent.

The moonlight is bright tonight, and the view of the whole wilderness is still good. It was not a very suitable weather for the Assassins, but Little Spoon thought that since he could not alarm his own people to come out, he should also be able to not alarm the enemy to enter, after all, this border is a warning, and the other border is not.

Figuring out the movement of the sentry post and seeing the opportunity, the person has turned into an afterimage and shook the national border monument.

On the other side, in the vast wilderness, two cloaked men were hurrying at night. And it was amazing that they walked on foot, not on horseback. They may seem like stowaways who have escaped, but they are faster than ordinary horses.

The two of them didn't say a word, and they kept looking for the direction and their feet. And far behind them, there was a dirt pit. Apparently they dug a pit during the day and hid in the pit, and they could not be seen in the wilderness as far as the eye could see, and at night they came out and hurried away.

For a master, this is indeed a very good place for smuggling, and the country is so big, in fact, it is indeed impossible to be seamless. Today, however, it's a little different.

I saw one of them suddenly stop and look towards the right front, and the other person also stopped in a hurry, and subconsciously touched his chest, as if he had injuries on his body.

At the same time, a figure had quickly stopped in front of the two of them, holding a heavy sword, but it was a female dwarf, under the moonlight, officially Locke Locke.

"You found me?" Locke smiled, "worthy of General Bradley, a retired veteran of the Empire, and Robles, the guard." ”

The two were immediately stunned, looked at each other, and pulled down their cloaks: "Not bad." It's us. You're not ordinary, Locklock, I used to think I was just an ordinary mercenary in the Dream Back Mercenary Group, but now it doesn't seem to be easy. ”

"Thank you," Locke replied calmly, "I once dreamed of fighting with the two mercenary groups of Zijin, and there were always people who provoked and muddied the waters. I was ordered to infiltrate it, just to try to lead the two sides to peace. ”

"Really?" Bradley just smiled, "but I really don't see your ability to pretend to be stupid and weak." ”

"Thanks for the compliment," Locke smiled, "I also want to ask the general, do you know who is behind the bandits in the Carudia hills?"

"I don't know. "The opposite side does not change color.

"What is the General doing here late at night?" Locke asked again.

"What? do I need to report to you?" the general's face changed, "or do you want to stop me?" ”

Locke stroked the heavy sword in his hand: "I know that the general is at the level of a sword saint, and even at the same time, he is also a great mage, and he has a dual cultivation of demon and martial arts, but this year the general is more than 130 years old." I think there's a little chance of winning. ”

The other party was silent, and there was no need to say anything more at this point, and the killing intent was evident in the air. On the side, Robles has subconsciously taken a step back, he is still injured at this time, and I am afraid that he can only become a burden. At the same time, Locklock finally burst out of vindictiveness, but she didn't expect her vindictiveness to be red.

"You're still using your special effects today?" Before the general could finish speaking, he raised his hand and waved, and a purple fighting aura had already broken through the air.

Locke carried his sword and galloped, flashing two fighting slashes in a row, running all over the field but not daring to approach within twenty meters. Although the other party is a sword master, he is old after all, and he has already passed his peak age. The strength may not have degraded much, but there must be a big gap in stamina, eyes, and so on. And some superb skills can no longer be used, as long as it is delayed for a period of time, the opponent's physical consumption is enough, then you can fight.

Although he is known as the dual cultivator of the Sword Saint and the Great Magister, the elements here are thin, and the power of magic is greatly weakened, so basically he can only fight the enemy with fighting spirit. At the same time, Locke is the eighth-ranked assassin in the Assassins' Guild, although this ranking is not entirely based on strength, but after all, it also reflects a kind of strength to some extent.

The giant sword she wears and holds has special paint on it, which can be changed at will, turning her fighting spirit into various colors. With this convenience, she has been mixed at the bottom many times, taking on a role similar to that of an undercover agent. As for her true vindictive color, only a few people know.

Three consecutive fighting qi slashed down, and Bradley basically estimated the opponent's speed. If he was dozens of years younger, he would have rushed up and punched him to death at this time. But at this time, it is a little powerless, and after all, this is the border of the other party, and after a long time, I don't know if there will be reinforcements. But as a retired general of the Empire, I really don't believe that the other party dares to do anything to him?

Thinking of this, Bradley withdrew his hand again: "Just kidding, don't mind." ”

At this time, Locke was standing more than thirty meters away, and he didn't know if the other party was fooling her to stop, or if he really had something to say, so he had to retreat another five or six meters. There is no way, for the Juggernaut level, ten meters is a close combat, and more than thirty meters is only two or three steps.

"I don't think you're here to kill me, are you?" Bradley smiled, "If you're going to kill me, you're a little bit less." This is not in accordance with the rules of your troops. ”

"I didn't come to kill you, and I don't have the ability to do so," replied Locke, "but I don't agree with the fact that there are few people." I have enough for one general task, but I really didn't expect that the guests of Lou Baole Kingdom would be in such a hurry. ”

"Shall we go, then?" asked the general.

"Then please go back to the official road, you can't pass through it at will. Locke replied.

The general's face sank again: "Then it seems that I can only joke again." ”

Locke cheered up, but saw the other party pointing to the sky, and a white light shot straight into the sky, which was particularly eye-catching in the dark night. Light spells, or some kind of hedron carved magic array? But it doesn't matter, the important thing is that the other party is obviously sending a signal!

"You still have an accomplice?" Locke's face changed suddenly.

At the same time, at the border of Leibozier, the sentry immediately saw the pillar of light that rushed into the sky, and hurriedly retreated into the house, waking everyone up. When the captain of the other party heard the sentry's report, he immediately turned solemn: "Come! All masked and disguised as barbarians." We rushed over to save people!"