"It's... In the unexpected. It took a long time for Ron to come to his senses from the strange silence.

"But it also makes sense." Arthur added slowly, "We should have noticed that night." ”

Yes, although both of Tariq's companions died in the attack and defense battle that night, the two of them who were relatively well-equipped also showed quite good skills, causing a lot of trouble for Ron and them, maybe there are a few "patches" on Arthur's body that those people fought desperately.

And after this conversation, the longhouse fell into a dead silence again.

The reason is also very easy to explain, it stands to reason that the three of them belong to the Imperial Legion, they used to be robes who died under the same tent, and they were all lucky people who escaped death from that defeat that should not have been defeated, and they even suffered together in the dungeon for a month or two.

Carried a gun together, squatted in prison together, The three best ways to condense a man's friendship have been experienced together, so I am afraid that there is no need to say much about the old feelings contained in them.

But then again, the old love is just the old love after all.

From the moment they parted ways in the snow, the fates of both of them have been difficult to intersect, if they stop here, then if they have a day of reunion in the future, maybe they can hug and hug as friends and feel the old days.

However, the reality is so funny, a few people who should have been robes, and a few people who should have been friends with each other, but after a short parting, they faced each other with swords, and they all wanted to put each other to death, and now one of them has become a prisoner of the winner.

So, how could the scene not be silent?

"The gods played a bad joke on us." Arthur was emotional, but he didn't do more.

"Jokes? Perhaps. His facial expression was also distorted by horror, but Tariq immediately steadied himself when he heard Arthur's sigh, and he licked his chapped lips, "But for me, I prefer to believe that it is an inevitability rather than believe that it is a bad joke."

"You should all know that the Northern Empire is rotten in its bones, and the aristocracy is proud to uphold the damn laws of thousands of years ago, and when our enemies continue to expand and become stronger, they are forcibly expropriating the land of the peasants, treating the displaced people in the occupied areas as slaves to be taken and taken, and every consul is enriching himself, and every consul is rich."

"How much is left of the tax revenue that can be handed over to the treasury? How long had it been since we had a decent meal before we were captured by the Stersia? Ron, didn't you sell the things in the army so that your horses could be fed and save your life? ”

Ron's face twitched slightly, but he remained silent.

"IMHO, it's already a miracle that the Imperial Legion was able to survive until this time before collapsing, even if we defeat the Stegians this time, what about the Southern Empire? And what about the Western Empire? And what about Batania? And what about the Cusset? Do you dare to say that you can repel them every time? ”

Tariq spat out "Cousset", and Arthur and Ron were the same.

For no other reason, this tribe from the steppe is too terrifying, and there is a piece of advice from the Legion to recruits - if you come across a Kusset herdsman grazing on patrol, don't have any intention of making a windfall, the best thing to do is to turn around and leave, because for the herdsman, the life of the recruit is not as important as the cattle and sheep he grazes.

Even if the herdsman looked dirty and thin!

Because his bowery skills may be better than that of the Emperor's marksman, the moment you blink and turn around, you may die under the bow and arrow.

Of course, there is also an element of exaggeration, the main scope of activity of the Imperial Legion is in the northwest of the Northern Empire, responsible for solving the border problems from the Western Empire, Stegia and Badannia, and they are also the main force defending the capital of the Northern Empire, and the number of battles with the Kusettes is pitiful.

The real entanglement with the Qusettes was mainly the private soldiers of the consuls in the eastern part of the Northern Empire, but the combat power of this group was obvious to all, with the strong city and dangerous terrain, they were able to fight back the Kusette, but it would be a complete dream to let them go out of the city to pursue the Kusette.

The erosion of the north-east led the Qusaytes to march from the frontier entirely, completely ignoring the fortified cities, plundering villages along the way to Saneopa.

This is equivalent to the Mongols starting from their golden tent, breaking through the Central Plains of the Two Rivers, breaking through the dangerous land of Sichuan and Shaanxi, and breaking through the Yangtze River, and now they are going to bully orphans and widows!

This is exactly why Arthur was able to conclude that the situation in the eastern and even central parts of the Northern Empire had completely collapsed when he poured the same amount of horse urine on John.

"Look at the expressions of the two of you, I know you understand." Tariq knelt on the ground and continued, "Even if there is no Stegian this time, we will be defeated one day, and even if we are lucky enough to pick up a life at that time, who is willing to die for such a country again?!" ”

The other two in the longhouse replied with silence.

"When the time comes, maybe Arthur you are Boyer of Sturgia, maybe Ron you are Durhan of Cuset, or maybe I am the little chief of Badania. But in the final analysis, it's not just for the sake of their own lives and their own futures! ”

"This is the general trend! It's not fate, it's not a joke of the gods! Perhaps seeing the two robes again, whose identities had long been completely different, Tariq was overwhelmed with emotion.

"So what do you want to say." Ron asked in a low voice.

Tariq also restrained his snort, "Although the original robes of you and me will be hostile because of the general trend and different positions, but under this general trend, I, a prisoner, and I, a prisoner of war, also want to struggle, I also want to live, and I also want to have a splash of wealth!"

Swallowing the last words of wanting to dominate Calradia, Tarik forced himself to stand up despite the blades in the hands of the legionnaires who were guarding him, "Give me a chance, I'm going to make a credit to Ron you can't refuse!" ”

"You're a prisoner of war." Ron reminds Tariq not to forget that he was part of an operation to annihilate his own power.

"It's because I'm a prisoner of war that I need this credit even more to keep me alive!" Tariq still spoke up, "I don't pray that the two of you will see what you used to be, but for the force you run, Ron you should definitely listen to my request!" ”

"And what's your request?"

Finally waiting for this sentence, Tariq seemed to have seen the fire of his life burning again, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he smiled,

"Let me go."