The wind and snow in the past few days have suddenly become larger, so fierce that it seems to remind people of the wild boar that was hunted a few days ago, which is the foundation on which this new legion is based.

Needless to say, the people of Ustok Village, who have lived in the local area for many years, are just a few imperial people who grew up in the warm and humid plains of the south, and they have not seen it with their own eyes before, and they are not aware of the dangers of blizzards.

But the construction of fortifications is something that cannot be stopped, once the wind and snow have a slight tendency to weaken, Arthur ordered a few of the most brave soldiers to rush out to rush out to repair, and wait until the wind and snow become stronger again before hiding back.

It's like a tragic offensive and defensive battle, you take turns to fight round by round, and in the end, fortunately, this extreme weather ends first, otherwise Arthur and others, who are physically and mentally exhausted, may not wait for Ron to return and fall first.

On this day, the last trace of haze entrenched in the sky has completely disappeared, and everyone has been staying up for so long in this cold winter, finally sending away this fateful season and ushering in a slightly warm spring.

In his spare time, Arthur, who had volunteered to ask Ron to stay in the village, as if to give the credit for following Ron's establishment, and even took away the hesitant John, was sitting at the wooden table that Shadie had opened her eyes in anger that day, sipping a sip of the traditional spirits of the Stemgian people.

However, this ten-captain of unusual background is a man who is accustomed to drinking fermented grape juice, and it will take a long adaptation process for him to learn to drink spirits like Carl with a knife and a throat.

"Look at the way you look, shouldn't you have asked me to have a drink with you?"

John pushed the door in and saw Arthur tasting the spirits, and the table was filled with a bowl for himself, he also unceremoniously took it and drank it, his expression changed slightly, but soon returned to normal, "As far as horse urine is concerned, this can be regarded as a high-quality horse urine." ”

"Oh? Do you also have research on horse urine? ”

"Don't act like you didn't drink it in the first place." John gave Arthur a blank look, then pulled out a chair and sat down across from him, his voice tinkling and not restrained at all, obviously still holding his breath in his heart.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me."

"Does it have to be something to find you? I didn't think our friendship would come to this point. Arthur smacked his lips, his tone ambiguous as if he meant something.

Hearing that Arthur didn't answer his question directly, John also gritted his teeth, and shook out all the words held in his heart in distraught, "When I was in the Imperial Legion before, I saved your life, and you also saved mine, and you are brothers who can trust each other's lives." But why did you stop me from staying, and follow the legion commander to attack, you know better than me what it means! ”

"Yes, I know." Arthur nodded slowly, but suddenly asked again, "But do you know?" ”

"Of course I know!" John slammed the wooden table, "When he successfully returns to the Northern Empire, with what Ron has done along the way, he can at least be promoted three levels in a row, and if I make a contribution and have his recommendation, I can also become an officer in the legion!" ”

"Do you really think so?"

"What else can I think!" John glared at him fiercely.

"Then I'll just get to the point." Arthur let out a long sigh, thinking to himself that sure enough, there are only a few smart people in this world, "Northern Empire, we won't go back." ”

"Won't go back? What do you mean? John still didn't understand, so he could only stare at Arthur and wait for the answer to come out of his mouth.

"You think, if we're really just waiting two or three months for the ice to melt before crossing the sea to Valandia, why would Ron bother with building an army of boars in the North? Could it be that this Northern Boar Legion is also going to return to the Northern Empire with us? ”

"It's definitely ...... No way. John also knew that even if the Sturgians were willing to leave their homeland, the Northern Empire might not necessarily accept them.

"That's it, we're going to stay here, Ustok Village, it's going to be where we're going to stand, and even the cornerstone of our rise in the future."

"Foothold? Rise? John still couldn't figure it out, "Why?" Didn't you say yes before, and everyone agreed to it like that. ”

"You also said that it was before, and now the situation has changed, and you can't look at it from the previous point of view." Arthur poured John another bowl of liquor so that the other party would not be so flustered after drinking, "I also figured it out when Ron announced that he was going to build a new legion. ”

"After the collapse of the Calradia Empire, the Western Empire inherited his sharp weapons, the Southern Empire inherited his fertile land, and the Northern Empire? Inherited his Senate! A group of tumorous moths were able to continue their power unharmed, thanks to the Imperial Legion's ability to defend them against foreign enemies. ”

Arthur showed a little resentment, but quickly took it back before John noticed, "But now the Imperial Legion is gone for them, and only the private soldiers of the consuls everywhere can still fight, John, have you seen the private soldiers of the consuls, is that like an army that can win battles?" ”

Since the decentralization of military power and taxation to the local government, the purses of the local consuls have swelled at a high speed, and perhaps a few far-sighted people realize that they must expand their armaments to meet the impending upheaval, but many more consuls will choose to take the money to indulge in their own pleasures, as for their obligation to serve the Empire......

As long as you can pull a group of people to support the field, anyway, it is not the Imperial Legion that will contribute in the end, so no one can laugh at the quality of the private soldiers, except for the henchmen cultivated by the consuls, they are basically some old, weak, sick and disabled.

"But the problem is, the Imperial Legion is gone!" It dawned on John.

"Yes, that's the problem, the Imperial Legion is gone, the shield protecting the Northern Empire is broken, and now jackals from all walks of life will want to bite this fat pig." Arthur stretched out his finger and dipped his wine in his drink, and drew a rough map on the table, "The three empires are surrounded by other countries in the middle, and they are on the defensive at an extremely inferior strategic disadvantage, if there is not a single fierce man in the empire in the next few hundred years, then there is no doubt that we will all be swept into the dustbin of history." ”

"Vallandia, Assele, and Qusette could all be the next overlords of this continent." But of the three, Arthur knocked on the easternmost country, or tribe—

Cusset.

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