The deep night sky was like a huge pitch-black blanket, tightly wrapped around the four-leaf clover sentry. Giant beaked ravens flew low over the cyan brick walls in twos and threes, making unpleasant shrill chirps, and their spread black wings glowed with an eerie glow under the bleak half-moon—the biggest reason for their dwindling. The sentry guards of the Wall of Dragonscales* have further improved their skills in wielding bows and crossbows.

Clover is the northernmost sentry post on the Dragon Wall, known as the shield of the Dragon Wall, and is stationed with a defense force of 3,500 men to defend against the invasion of the barbarians at any time. Although it is early autumn, the climate here has turned cooler, especially after nightfall, the dragon wall can block the attack of the barbarians, but it cannot stop the howling cold wind. The barbarians are accustomed to taking advantage of the north wind to creep in, and on this evening in late September, the four-leaf clover post was full of excitement, but not because of the barbarians, but because of Yu Jian.

The sudden visit of the chief guard of the Dragon Monarch will inevitably make the sentry guards of Clover excited, most of the men of the Dragon Wall Shield are northerners, all of them are veterans with rich experience in a hundred battles, many of them do not study boxing as those in the south, most of them use all kinds of weapons very skillfully, they have always considered themselves to abide by the ancient way, follow the teachings of the dragon god, and are the most orthodox boxers.

Hundreds of sentry guards, dressed in dark blue cloaks, scales of the same color, and long leather boots, all dressed in dark blue wool cloaks, scales and long leather boots, stood in a neat and straight line, with swords and guns shining, and red light reflected on the blades, waiting for the commander's review and speech.

"Quick Arrow" Rong Lifeng stood between the commander's tent and the bonfire, he was a typical northern man over 50 years old, with short half-white hair, a thick beard on his chin, seven and a half feet tall, his waist was thick and round under the dark blue cloak, and his voice was loud and imposing. He fought with the barbarians for over thirty years and was recognized as one of the most experienced commanders on the kingdom's front. He spent twenty-one years at Clover, rising from the initial squad leader to the post commander, and walked steadily and convincingly.

"Brothers, today is a special day, His Majesty the Dragon Monarch's chief bodyguard, Lord Yu Jian, to visit our four-leaf clover outpost, this is our honor! We are gathered here to receive the wind and wash the dust, today I make an exception for everyone to have a good drink!"

Yu Jian had just woken up from a good night's sleep, and was looking out of the small window of the tent while sorting out his clothes. Many northern brothers in the field wanted to fight with him and try his depth.

"Lord Yu hasn't come out yet, who are we going to pick it up, who are we going to wash it in?" a man with long hair responded mockingly, and a large number of people echoed him.

Although Yu Jian is known as the first warrior of the kingdom, he is young and has not yet made meritorious achievements. Seeing that it was now dusk, the First Samurai had not woken up yet, but he was afraid that he had given them a feeling of deliberate neglect.

After arranging his clothes, he lifted the heavy curtain of the tent and walked out. "Someone would like to pay three glasses as an apology. ”

Everyone in the room saw the first samurai standing with a curtain in white soft-scaled armor, smiling.

After speaking, Yu Jian put his right hand horizontally to his chest, bowed forward slightly, and made an apology. "It's rude to come out late, but I don't mean to look down on everyone. I have always respected the loyal warriors, and I take this opportunity to toast everyone!"

Jinbao is sixty dragon steps away from the four-leaf clover post, these two days are a little abnormal, the wind is extremely fierce, after the longevity post, there are no villages and towns. And the terrain gradually rises, to the Xuanlong Mountains, the mountain road is rugged, and it is very physically exhausting to travel against the wind. If you don't find a boulder at night, you'll have to blow the north wind all night. The chaos in his stomach and the strength of the north wind made it difficult for him to sleep last night, and after arriving at the sentry, Rong Lifeng took a look at him, and after a few words of greeting, he was busy with daily training and other affairs, leaving him alone in the camp tent, but he didn't expect to sleep for a while. Qin Wei was right, what he needed most was to recuperate.

He took a large glass of wine from the commander's attendant in time, poured it up, swallowed it in one gulp, and drank three glasses of soju in a row, still smiling and not changing his color.

This humility won sporadic applause from the audience. In the eyes of northerners, a man who can't drink is not a real man, but just being able to drink is naturally not enough.

Yu Jian strode to the bonfire and stood beside Rong Lifeng, letting everyone see what he looked like. He knew he wouldn't seem to be going to please everyone, and probably a lot of people would. They would feel that he was as young as the "legend", he was twenty-seven years old, and he did not look even thirty. A newborn donkey, but it was raised in the royal court, and there was a good body. The northerners in the field have experienced a hundred battles, and they pay more attention to practical experience, they have beaten barbarians, shot vultures, and blown cold winds on the dragon wall for many years, and they are real men. To convince these people, you have to use real skills.

"Lord Yu can afford to look down on the brothers, punish yourself with three cups, and the brothers are not ready to toast!" Rong Lifeng laughed and put his arms around his shoulder, "Everyone thinks that the adults have worked hard all the way, and they have important tasks, so this time I will not accompany them one by one, just this one glass, to thank the brothers!"

The commander's attendant hurriedly presented a large bronze cup, the size of three ordinary wine glasses. Rong Lifeng took the cup, waited for the attendant to pour it full of wine, and handed it to Yu Jian: "Lord Yu, you know the rules here, if you don't drink this cup happily, the brothers are afraid that they will not follow!"

Yu Jian took the wine glass without saying a word, raised his head and drank, a huge glass of wine, and after a while, it fell into his stomach, and then the wine glass turned downwards to show that there was not a drop left, and said loudly: "The brother who can drink the most, please step forward!"

"My lord, Qi Biao is here!" a thin but very sturdy man walked out. Yu Jian smiled, raised his hand, and the wine glass came out of his hand. I saw that the wine glass was slowly flying forward, as if it was supported by an invisible hand, and it was handed to Qi Biao smoothly. Qi Biao took the cup with a surprised face, and immediately curtsied: "Thank you, Lord Yu!

For a moment, there was silence in the room, but in an instant, there was thunderous applause and cheers. Yu Jianlu's hand is the best kung fu in boxing, boxing pays attention to "qi", this method of using qi to resist things, not necessarily one of the thousand boxers can learn it, let alone practice to this extent.

Rong Lifeng waved his hand to the arena and signaled quietness: "Lord Yu originally wanted to have a drink with you, but he still has important business tomorrow morning. Therefore, I can't accompany you, and I beg your pardon! Brothers! This four-leaf clover carnival night must be drunk heartily, and it must not be wasted!"

The stadium shouted hello, the sound of clinking glasses came and went, some people made fist orders, some people sang songs from their hometown, and some people bet on wrestling and gladiatorial fights, so it was not lively. Living on the edge of the wasteland, boredom and loneliness cling to them like a shadow, and the opportunity to have fun in time on the dragon wall is always unmissable.

Rong Lifeng and Yu Jian returned to the commander's tent, the floor was covered with straw mats and animal skins, which served as seats, a low table with documents piled up in a mess, and a bed large enough to sleep five people.

"My brother Yan Ji, who left the Dragon Wall nine years ago, is now an important minister and a colleague of His Majesty, and I am very happy for him. The attendants came up and disarmed the two of them, so that they could sit on the floor.

"Yan Ji also often mentions the ...... adults"

Rong Lifeng waved his hand violently: "I didn't confer a fief, and I don't serve in the royal court, don't call me lord." Everyone here calls me Lao Rong. He pulled up a straw mat and leaned against his back, "The man on our dragon wall is not so particular about the rules, if there is something that adults are not used to, please bear with me." ”

Yu Jian said with a smile: "I don't like too many rules, there is no way in the royal court, and it is more free to come out." ”

Rong Lifeng stroked his palms and laughed: "Then I call you Brother Yu?"

"I call Yan Ji 'brother' in private, and you are Yan Ji's brother, so it makes sense to call me brother. ”

Rong Lifeng laughed again, "Brother Yu, your mission this time can be said to be extremely difficult, but I see that you are leisurely and complacent, without any worries, a man like you is really my admiration for my brother!"

Yu Jian said: "After I swore to become the Dragon Monarch's guard, I couldn't have any more worries in my heart. Everything we think and do, everything is for Your Majesty. ”

"Good man, what a warrior!" Rong Lifeng slapped his thigh and gave a thumbs up, "Actually, although it is extremely dangerous beyond the dragon wall, it is not without a chance. Every time autumn comes, the barbarians will fight the idea of the surrounding countries, and they want to spend the winter. To the north, the four-leaf clover is the territory of Camp Tempest. Although they are ferocious, they have always had no way to take us, so over the years, they have rarely been seen north of Clover, to the east is the oak sentry, to the west is the night owl sentry, even if they want to attack the dragon wall, they will fight those two places. ”

"When I came from the Golden Castle, I heard that the colt had gone to Brownwood, and that the bison camp was wandering there. ”

"The oak is right above Palm Grove. However, the pony himself went over, which showed that the problem was not simple. The bison battalion is just a small tribe with only a hundred people, and the combat effectiveness is not strong. If they wanted to hit the oak wood, it would be to hit the stone with an egg. I see, my lord has already thought that the bison battalion is only a forward force. ”

In other words, they are only here to tempt. ”

"The troops we went out on patrol didn't notice Camp Tempest all the fall, and I suspect they might be the backup of Camp Bison. If that's the case, that's a good thing for my brother. ”

Yu Jian agreed: "It's much safer to go north this way." ”

"The other tribes are afraid to set foot in their territory without the permission of the Tempest Battalion. Camp Tempest occupies a large territory, all the way to the edge of Storm Mountain. The area around Storm Mountain belongs to the Blood Drinking Camp. If the Tempest Camp is really planning to attack Oak as I expected, then you probably won't have any major trouble all the way to Storm Mountain, brother. Even if there are patrols left, with your brother's skills, there will be no problem in solving them. Rong Lifeng opened the pile of documents and books from the low table on the side, took out a sheepskin map, and placed it on the ground.

"You see, Storm Mountain is about two hundred dragon steps away from Clover. The furthest place our patrol has ever been to this autumn is here, about fifty dragon paces. Normally we wouldn't be able to venture deeper like this, but this time we've been here, and we haven't seen a shadow of Camp Tempest. I can say that 90% of them have left their nests. And brother, you have to pass through this area, as long as there is no brigade of barbarians, it is not too difficult. Here, and here, there are meadows, and when you dig up the dirt ground, a few feet deep and a foot or so shallow, you can find water. Where there is grass, there are moose, and where there are moose, there are wolves. If you are not too lucky, the water and food are not too much of a problem. ”

The picture is scribbled, but it is still generally clear. "If it weren't for my brother's guidance, I really wouldn't have a clue, and entering the wasteland is like a blind man. ”