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The battle situation was really almost the same as Kevin expected, the only slight difference was that Kevin thought that he would return with a big defeat at most, but he couldn't even come back, and all of them were captured. Before leaving, the staff officer swore that if he was defeated this time, he would be willing to come to see him. I didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

But it was the head of the first brigade commander, the general's eldest son, who was the strongest among his sons and daughters, and also held the highest position, and entrusted him with important tasks. Pity......

In fact, the situation of this battle was unexpectedly simple, General Bradley, the mastermind behind the scenes, got a bunch of drunken incense wood, this kind of tree is also very rare in the whole continent, and it only lands in a few areas of the elven race. The sap flowing out of it is a fine wine, and it is also the best product for the elves to entertain foreign guests.

However, after the drunken incense wood is burned, the smoke produced by it is quite psychedelic. Once a person inhales, he will feel weakness in his hands and feet, and sleepiness will strike. But this is not an immediate effect, the average person feels that something is slightly wrong, immediately hold their breath or exit the smoke range, and it will be fine.

But if you can't react, you have been wandering around and sucking for a day or two, then the problem is a bit big. This smell is similar to the smoke of ordinary firewood, people may feel a little dizzy at first, but during the day when they are excited, or some strong people, it is basically not felt.

The staff officer led the group around the hills of Kaludia, and this time he also learned the lesson of the last time, and instead of dividing his troops to search, he went to the hill where Kevin was defending first. His thoughts are also very clear, this is where the bandits come and go the most, and the time is also recent, so this is the most likely place to leave clues.

As a result, when I came here, there were piles of "firewood" burning everywhere, and the staff officers were really shallow in knowledge, and they didn't know anything like drunken fragrant wood at all. Besides, he had just been here before, and he didn't realize what was wrong with the smoke. Just spinning around here, inhaling drugs for a day.

No one felt anything unusual that day, after all, they were all elites. It's just that I found that the people standing guard at night changed the guard, and it was particularly difficult to wake up the next person, but I didn't take it seriously. I thought that after all, I was tired during the day, and I hadn't gone out for a long time, so it was normal to sleep to death.

So the next day, everyone woke up and immediately found a new burning spot nearby. Immediately, the whole team went to investigate again, and this went around and took drugs for another day.

By this evening, the weaker ones were yawning, but no one took it seriously. The person who yawned just rubbed his face himself and continued his search. The horses were also a little listless, but if the horses walked slowly, they would be sober with a whip.

The next night, General Bradley chose the upper hand and increased the amount of incineration. When it was burned, it was covered with earth, so that he smoked wildly, but there was no fire, and there was no sound. The soldiers who had been taking drugs for two days in a row finally couldn't bear it anymore at this time. A few of the sentinels fell asleep first, while the others, who were already asleep, of course, slept even more deadly.

No matter how much he is a so-called 7th-order master, he is still a human after all. No matter how strong the physique is and how developed the muscles are, in the case of defenselessness, the skin is still soft and the muscles are relaxed. Even if the orc has rough skin and thick flesh, he also has an Achilles heel, and it is impossible to train himself into an iron man, otherwise this person will also clatter when he usually walks.

However, out of respect for the 7th-order masters, the thieves still waited until the early hours of the morning before they really made their moves, and when they did, they also deliberately burned more drunken incense wood around the staff officers and others, so that he would be drunk and dream. Boiling frogs in warm water, when you find that it doesn't work, it's too late. And the staff officers couldn't even find out.

The bandits were already scared, but as Kevin said, those who can be fooled by Kevin will of course be fooled back again. The masterminds behind the scenes are better when they have the time to talk to them, see through Kevin's deception, and reiterate that they are the protagonists.

The belief of the bandits is that they are back, but there is also a little bit of mustard left in the hearts of some of the bandits. Some people began to become a little afraid of death, and some were afraid to believe the so-called crossing theory. But fortunately, most people are still stupid enough, and stupid people are still the mainstream.

Originally, they were reluctant to move at night, but they could not withstand the persuasion of General Bradley, and the result was a success, which greatly increased their confidence and made them happy.

After capturing all of them, General Bradley saw this as a bargaining chip and suggested that the regular army could negotiate with it. The bandits were not good at negotiating, and General Bradley replied that he would play for three days. So they set a three-day deadline.

To increase the lethality, they cut off the head of the captain of the first brigade and put it in a box, threw it outside, and left a letter. They don't know what this commander is about, they only know that it seems to be a second-in-command, they just think that they can't be too much, don't cut off the leading hand, then leave a staff officer, cut off the second-in-command, and the result is the general's eldest son.

Inside the cave, the staff officer's eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body had already been stripped naked and tied to a hard shelf. At the beginning, he used his protective fighting spirit, and all the and thieves rushed madly, but they were all pushed away. 7th-order masters, in the end, have some skills.

But for the staff officers who were already prisoners, these were just a delay in time. The thieves simply brought another pile of drunken incense wood and burned it under his nose. At this time, the staff officer saw the drunken incense wood and finally understood why he failed at this time, but it was too late.

The staff officer tried to hold his breath, and the staff officer used his fighting spirit to expel the smoke, but it was only in vain. dragged on until the night, and the staff officer finally couldn't support it anymore, and fainted with his head down.

As soon as his eyes closed and opened, it seemed to be just a trance to the staff officer, and he woke up again. At this time, he clearly felt that his chrysanthemum had an indescribable feeling, and he didn't know how long he had been asleep, but obviously he had gone through an indescribable process. 【】

Shame and shame! Shame and shame! The staff officer's blood rushed upward, all kinds of emotions surged, and a long howl erupted: "Ahhhhh......h

The whole cave echoed, and all the bandits covered their ears.

The thieves praised: "Sure enough, he is a master, he has been smoked by drunken incense wood for so long, and he is still in good spirits." "Sure enough, only strong men can excite us. "Hey, would you like to cooperate with us?" ......

The staff officer gritted his teeth, and there were many swear words that he wanted to scold in an instant, but he couldn't find a suitable one because there were too many.

"Staff," suddenly another Thunder Knights captive in the corner sighed, "Forget it, let's save a little stamina." Alas!"

The staff officer turned his head desperately, but he couldn't see where they were, so he could only ask: "Are you okay?" ”

"Staff officer," the Thunder Knights captives were demoralized, "we...... We ......" someone said it couldn't go on.

There are also people who are concerned about the question of survival: "Staff officer, can we still be saved?"

Someone was lucky: "I'm better, they don't think I'm strong enough and no one comes to play with me." ”

There are also people who want to cry without tears: "I'm so miserable, I'm ...... I...... I...... I'm not a virgin......"

Staff Officer: "......"

The captives then said, "Actually, the worst among us is you, the staff officer." "Yes, staff officer, are you feeling okay?" "Staff officer, you have to come on, hold on!" "Yes, you are our pillar, our commander is dead, now it is up to you!"

"Don't panic!" the staff officer said, "We have to persevere, one day, we will kill all these dead!"

As soon as these words came out, the thieves were immediately displeased: "What is a dead? Why do you discriminate against us? What's wrong with us liking men?"

"You're a dead! You don't deserve to live in the world!" the staff officer scolded, "Only in the pit is your destination!"

"Fake!" the bandit leader slapped away, "get on him again!"

A group of rolled up their sleeves and took off their pants again, and the staff officers were angry and aggressive, pushing people away. But the protective fighting spirit is only a protective effect, and you still can't hurt people if you want to. And after repeated torture, it was obvious that the strength of the fighting spirit had been reduced.

When the bandit leader saw this, he was immediately overjoyed: "Go up and consume him! See how long he can hold on! If we want to do it, let's kill him who is sober, don't kill him who is sleepy!" "Oh, he's built up a lot of vindictive energy on the ass side, and he doesn't have much on his head, so kiss him hard......!"

The captives were also very excited at this time: "Come on, staff officer!" "Staff officer can't give in!" "Staff officer, you are our pillar!" ......

Staff Officer: "Ahhh......h

At the same time, on the other side, in the general tent of the barracks, the atmosphere was still lifeless. General Oude did not seem to have come out of the shadow of his son's death, and there was no one to speak to. After a long time, Count Goolai finally spoke: "General's Day mourning, why don't you test the head first?"

General Oude seemed to finally react, and then stood up stiffly: "Order all the troops and horses, I will go out in person!"

Kevin was disdainful in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, let alone say it. After all, this will be the general in the head.

"Wait!" Bright opened his mouth to stop him, saying something that only they dared to say, "How is the general going to rescue the more than 200 elites of the first brigade?"

General Oude's face was gloomy: "Our army has never accepted any threats, they are soldiers in the first place, and they died on the battlefield, it is no big deal! I will pay tribute to their dead and posthumously award the title of hero!"

For a moment, Kevin's heart felt a little chill. At this time, he understood that in the eyes of General Oude, the soldier was really like an ant, and he didn't care about the lives of more than 200 elite soldiers at all, but just wanted to avenge his son. However, people do do some impulsive things under the fury, and it is difficult to say whether these soldiers are really alive or not.

But Kevin, as a weak person, hopes that the strong can work hard to save people, whether they succeed or not, even if they just pretend, in the eyes of other weak people, they are more at ease.

"That's it," General Bright changed his tone and pulled Kevin over, "this little brother has been against the bandits many times and has a lot of experience, so it's okay to ask his opinion first." ”

Suddenly everyone's eyes were focused on Kevin, Kevin's face was dark, he didn't plan to make a sound, but he didn't let him go.

General Oude was silent for a moment, then sat down as well, pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword, and stared at Kevin: "Then you say, what are the good ideas?"

Looking at the general's momentum, it seems that if he says something wrong, he will immediately cut it with a sword. A Juggernaut who has died of a loved one and is in a state of anger is extremely dangerous, and to be honest, if General Oude wants to kill a junior officer of his own, the two Juggernauts on the side may not be able to save him.

So what should I say? Sending troops at this time to avenge the captain of the first brigade? For Kevin's own point of view, this is really the best answer. But for some reason, Kevin opened his mouth twice in a row, but he still felt that he couldn't speak.

"Say!" General Oude was visibly impatient.

"Alas!" Kevin sighed, it's too tiring to be someone else, so let's be yourself, "General, I said that the terrain of the Carudia Hills is complex and requires a senior earth mage. ”

"My strength, what other earth mage do you need to break the mountain with a sword?" General Oude sneered.

"In that case, I have nothing to say. Kevin stepped back.

"Wait!" General Bright refused to let Kevin retreat, and pulled him up again, "You have something to say, you must have something to say, come and continue." It's okay. ”

With his "it's okay", Kevin's heart settled slightly, and then looked at General Oude with an inquiring gaze. General Oude did not speak, which was considered a tacit acquiescence.

"General," Kevin said in a calm tone, "I am also very saddened by the death of the First Captain. I also want to avenge him. ”

Speaking of this, Start on the side instantly glanced at Kevin. The meaning of this glance is clear: Hypocrisy!

Kevin ignored it and continued to speak: "But we have to find out, who killed the captain of the first brigade? Is it a bandit? No! The bandit is just a knife, we should go to the person with the knife! That is, the person behind the scenes! If we can't find the mastermind behind the scenes, even if we wipe out the bandits, what's the use?"

There was silence in the tent, and everyone began to listen to Kevin.

"And this meeting after three days is actually very crucial. The thieves have low intelligence and basically can't negotiate, so this negotiation is likely to directly compete with the mastermind behind the scenes. It would be a shame if such a crucial opportunity was missed. Kevin finished speaking and stepped aside.

There was silence in the account for a long time, and General Oude finally let go of his sword: "That's right, it makes sense." So who should we send to negotiate?"

"We should send someone who is wise but not very strong," said someone who looked at Kevin, but Kevin changed his words, "but this person must not be me." ”

"Why?" asked General Ouder.

"Because this note says that it can't be a strong person like a sword master. Although I am very weak, the purple fighting spirit I used in front of the bandits, in the eyes of the bandits, I am the 'Sword Saint', and even the 'Ultraviolet Sword Saint' who is stronger than the Sword Saint," Kevin expressed helplessness, "So, I can't go." ”

Everyone: "......"

Kevin is also a temperamental person: jokes, I told you a long time ago to send troops to rescue, and one by one they didn't listen to me. Now something has happened and I want to wipe my ass? I have just crawled out of hell, and I have only been in hell again in two days? Who can say that such a thing as a mouth cannon will win? Can a military camp not be able to choose a person who can speak well? Who likes to go?

"Stat!" General Ode turned to the other as a matter of course.

"I'm ......" Statt shuddered all over, he didn't expect it to be his turn.

"What excuse do you have?" asked General Ouder.

Start kept his head down, helpless, his brain racing to try to find some reasonable excuse, but he didn't, he could only reply, "I'm willing to complete the task." At the same time, he couldn't help but glare at Kevin resentfully.

Kevin couldn't help feeling guilty in his heart, and he didn't expect that he would push it for a while, but he was the one who carried it. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.