Hooknose took a grinding rod and gestured on Rayser's face, as if he wanted to shave Rayser's face beyond recognition, and Rayser's hands were in pain and cold sweat

"I'm really here for the marshal"

Hooknose picked up the grinding rod and gently slapped Rayser

"I'm still hard-mouthed, press me down and execute"

When the two guards were ready to be dragged down by Rayser, Rayser used all his strength to resist, but the difference in strength made him unable to make any moves

"Wait, I'm a disciple of the Sage!!"

"Wait!"

Eagle Hooknose raised his hand to stop the guard, thinking that if it was really a disciple of the Sage, it would be in trouble, although Eagle Hook Nose could be powerful in this small fortress, but it was nothing to go out from here, although he really wanted to see Rayser's delicate face scratched, but he still had to consider the pros and cons

"You say you're a disciple of the Sage?"

"Yes"

"But I've never heard of a sage accepting disciples, and you said that you came from the Northern Orc Empire, are you worshipping the Beast Emperor? But you little man doesn't look like an orc at all, you won't come up with one set without success, right?"

"No, I'm really a disciple of the Sage, my mentor is a ghost plotter, I studied with the mentor for ten years, and now I came out to find a marshal to train."

At this moment, Lesser shook out his future, and Lesser also clearly felt the two guards holding him tremble, and Hooknose also made some calculations in his heart and touched his chin

"Since you have come out to practice, you will not be troubled by the sage if you don't get killed, and if what he says is true, then do so."

"Well, even if you are a disciple of the Sage, you can't prove that what you say is true or false."

Rayser really lost the letter of speechless proof, and the old fox seemed to have given some token to prove his identity before going down the mountain, and he knew that he had plucked a few hairs off his tail when he went down the mountain; Rayser nodded helplessly, and there was really no way to prove it now

"In that case, just use our method of identification."

Rayser looked up at Hooknose, and saw the conspiracy in Hooknose's eyes, Rayser muttered in his heart that this guy wanted to yin me, but now the initiative is no longer on Rayser's side, Rayser has to compromise

"You say, how can you prove it"

"Very good, with your courage, I already have a little belief that you are a disciple of the Sage."

But from the hooked nose eyes, I couldn't see where I believed it, how could Lesser be depressed and planted in the hands of such a guy

'This guy has poor acting skills and changes tricks to find steps for himself'

"We are here on the front line of the war, there are battles every day, and the consumption of the battle is very large, so in order not to consume the personnel, we will be the guilty prisoner group all the way to the vanguard of warriors, if he can survive, then he can reduce his guilt;

Now Rayser understands that this bastard is to let himself be sent to death, what warrior vanguard thinks I don't know, it is from the death squad consumed at the forefront of the regular army, once you enter the death squad, you really die nine deaths;

"Won't your generals stop you from doing this?"

Lesser shouted that death squads were strictly regulated in all countries, and that it was impossible to pull a random person to be a death squad, and the hooked nose stroked his crooked beard, hugged his stomach and pointed at the guards

"General, tell him how many days our last marshal was stationed here."

"Report! The last marshal was stationed for three months"

"What about the previous term?"

"Report! Stationed for fifteen days"

"What about the previous term?"

"Report!1 month"

The hooked nose wiped the tears from laughter and came to Rayser, and when he got close to Rayser, Lesser could smell the bad breath coming from his mouth

"The soldier is telling this kid why our general has only been stationed for such a short time"

"Report! All the generals are dead!"

Lesser was stunned and killed, meaning that three generals had died here in less than five months, and the hooked nose struck Lesser on the shoulder

"Let me tell you, little guy, this is the front line of the war, known as the execution table of the god of death, it is normal for thousands of people to die every day, because the general dies a lot, I, the prison officer, has become the biggest steward here, so everyone in this city listens to me."

Pat Rayser's sluggish face, the hooked nose that smug,

"The little rookie is stupid, and he said that the disciple of the Sage is just a stupid boy who has never seen the world, so there is no need to be afraid."

And Rayser thought about it in his heart, and gradually cold sweat spread all over his body, and there was really no way to do it, so he gritted his teeth and agreed

The damn hooknose still felt that he had given Raysor a chance, and he put his arm around Lesser's shoulder and praised Rayser for his courage, but Lesser couldn't listen to it at all, and he had only one thought in his heart, and that was to live

"Wait, if I survive, you're not going to do any other tricks, are you?"

"No, all Warrior Vanguard are registered as conscripts, so there will be absolutely no mistakes."

"Conscripts?"

"yes, isn't it reasonable that they have to be soldiers for the country?"

This is simply a bandit theory, taking prisoners to the battlefield and giving them the name of conscripts, and then joining the death squads that die for the sake of death, and all those who die will not receive any compensation in the name of conscripts

The guards took Rayser to the Warrior Pioneer Camp in the far corner of the city, and before entering the camp shop, the smell of blood made Lesser's stomach churn, and when he entered the camp and looked at the severed limbs and legs all over the ground, Lesser couldn't bear it anymore, and vomited it out;

The smell of blood in the camp was extremely strong after a battle had just ended, and Rayser held on to the fence of the camp and almost vomited out the day's food, and the rest was yellow bile, and the guards just now had quietly left when Rayser vomited, and at this time several people who were angry walked up to Rayser

"Yo, here's a little tender chicken, brother, come and see!

Suddenly, everyone in the camp moved closer to this place, and the corners of their mouths exuded a sinister smile

"What do you want to do?"

Rayser finally stopped vomiting, looking at the approaching crowd, although the old fox didn't say it, but Lesser also understood from many books that the army often happens to men and women, and the star core in the body begins to rotate, and if someone approaches, a magic bullet will be thrown out

And at this time, the trumpet sounded, and a soldier in armor rushed over

"Everyone is ready to go, don't be stunned about what you're doing!"

Everyone reluctantly dragged their weapons and began to walk towards the city gate, Rayser sighed and picked up a sword and followed, this time it was no longer a theory and simulation but a real battlefield, and there was no excitement or fear Rayser stood in front of the execution table of the Grim Reaper

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I'm afraid that words like Ji Longyang will be banned, and this is the most suitable word that Xiaobai has come up with, so don't blame Xiaobai for writing this paragraph so twisted