The night is like ink, and the black clouds are surging.

Unlike the scorching heat of the day, the gravel wasteland at night is as cold as an extremely cold hell, and the howling evening wind rolls up the loess dust like a steel knife.

Even the Tempus orcs, who uphold the iron will of the god of war, do not want to walk in the gravel wasteland on a windy night, and the whistling yellow sand and rubble obscure the sky and the sun, it is simply hell.

The two gray tents fixed with huge stones struggled to resist the strong wind, and the gravel the size of pigeon's egg "crackled" like raindrops on them, and the old and yellowish thick canvas "whirred" in the howling wind, as if it could be swept away by the wind at any time.

Two unloaded horses lay behind their tents, frightened by the howling winds, and used their tents to resist the howling winds.

"Whew"

The tent door opened suddenly, and the cold wind swept the sand, dust and mud, surging into the small space, and the hanging lanterns were chased and shaken for a while, which immediately caused everyone in the tent to greet the ancestors of the people who came.

A dark shadow hurriedly slipped into the tent and skillfully re-fixed the tent door behind him, only then did he squeeze into the crowd as if relieved, ignoring the messy greetings.

"Bah damn weather, damn wind, damn gravel wasteland" shook the gravel and dirt on his body, spitting out a mouthful of thick phlegm full of yellow sand, Phil's fairly handsome face was completely covered by the loess, and his shiny blonde hair was also messy like dead grass that had been ** countless times by the wind, mixed with loess gravel.

For Phil's curse, the mercenaries only smiled silently, they are all old mercenaries who have been walking in the gravel wasteland all year round, and naturally know what it will be like to go out on such a night, and because of this, this "glorious" task will fall on the young Phil.

"Oh, poor little Phil, you're finally back, I'm worried that your thin little body will be carried away by the gentle evening breeze of the gravel wasteland haha"

Old Barr's teasing immediately made everyone in the tent laugh loudly, and the dusty Phil's face immediately became even more difficult to look at.

"Alright, old Barr, stop laughing at poor little Phil, or next time you'll be going to check on those monkeys" As the head of the group, Gray stopped him in time, and handed Phil a cowhide water bag at the same time.

Captain Gray's threat was obviously useful, and the old Barr immediately shut up, for no one would want to leave the warm tent and plunge into the cold evening breeze outside.

"Are there any problems with those monkeys?" asked Captain Gray thoughtfully.

Poured a large mouthful of water to clean the mud and sand in his mouth, Phil was still not willing to spit out the water, but swallowed it mixed with the mud and sand, and poured a few mouthfuls of water in succession, Phil said, "Don't worry! Captain! Those monkeys are very stable!"

"That's good" nodded slightly, and Gray said in a deep voice, "Okay, bastards, give me time to rest, and when the wind stops, Phil, old Gree, Carter, Hunter, you four come with me to the outpost and buy supplies from those bastard border guards, old Barton, you take the rest of the people, give me a good look at the goods." ”

"Yes, Commander!" Although they laughed in private, when the commander assigned the task, everyone agreed loudly and solemnly.

"This damn wind, when will it stop" As soon as he heard that he was going to go out, Phil immediately muttered in a low voice, remembering the outside scene just now, it was simply lower, and the place where his body was hit by dense stones was still painful.

"Snap" The rough big hand was fiercely arranged on Phil's weedy hair, raising pieces of dust, and Old Barr laughed loudly, "Boy, in the gravel wasteland, this sudden wind usually doesn't blow for too long, little Phil, if you want to walk on the gravel wasteland, you still have a lot to learn haha." ”

"Okay, shut up and rest for me, whoever dares to talk more, when I get back to Sarnia, I'll let him kiss the ass of the pig beast!" Captain Gray's sudden words immediately fell silent in the tent, leaving only the chaotic sound of rubble crackling against the tent.

There was a dead silence in the same tent, this one was obviously more old than the other, the yellowed canvas was full of holes of all sizes, the largest of which was large enough for a hound to walk out without difficulty.

The blown straight canvas shook in the wind, and the cold and biting wind swept in with a ghostly whirring sound.

Twelve Munk orcs huddled in one corner, using each other's body heat to resist the biting cold wind, while Xia Zuo was completely excluded by them, and in their opinion, this cowardly little orc who didn't even dare to resist was simply a disgrace to their Kampas orcs.

Xia Zuo nested in the corner by himself, although the wind was biting, it was not unbearable for his current body.

In two days, Xia Zuo could clearly feel the changes in his body, he didn't know how much his strength had increased compared to before, but the cowhide rope tied to his hand could easily break free.

According to the ecstasy in his heart, there are many reasons why Xia Zuo has never tried to escape, but the most important one is Gray, the leader of the mercenary group.

With rough skin and a face full of years of wind and frost, the sturdy Gray is like an ordinary middle-aged man who has been weathered, but Xia Zuo can always subconsciously feel a dangerous aura in him, without any reason, but this instinctive feeling makes Xia Zuo dare not act rashly.

At the same time, the gaze of his people also made Xia Zuo's heart secretly vigilant, and the unyielding eyes of these Munk orcs were obviously different from the angry eyes of the rest of the mercenaries.

Orcs worship the strong, and allowing these Munk orcs to leak such a gaze can only show that under Gray's ordinary appearance, there is a hidden power that is more powerful than these Munk orcs who can tear apart tigers and leopards.

He also tried to get some useful information from the mouths of his kindred, but the people in front of him, who regarded him as a shame, simply ignored Xia Zuo's words.

Thinking about how to escape before reaching Sarnia, Xia Zuo fell asleep unconsciously in the howling wind.

The wind gradually stopped, and the chaotic footsteps woke up Xia Zuo in his sleep.

Leaning closer to the hole in the tent and looking out, through the sparse starlight, it was clear that several figures could be seen leaving quickly, among which was the regiment leader Gray who made Xia Zuo very worried.

God help me! Seeing the five figures walking farther and farther away in the night, Xia Zuo sneered in his heart.

The five of Gray didn't have horses to ride, and they had to face those greedy bastards, so the less things they could bring, the better, and it wasn't too far from the outpost, and the five of them could walk enough to get back before dawn.

The rest of the mercenaries stepped out of their stinking tents and gulped down the cold night air after the stormy wind. , wrapping around the tent where the orcs were being held, tearing the jerky wheat cakes in their hands, and talking about the punctuality of the of a tavern in Sarnia.

"Hey, can you tell me how the heroic Munk orcs were captured by these powerless humans?" Xia Zuo estimated the time when Gray and the others left, mockingly taking the initiative to provoke a rough Munk orc, while breaking the cowhide rope that bound his hands behind him.

"You cowardly waste, shame to the god of Kampas, what do you say"

The simple thought of the orc, he was humiliated, he didn't think at all how the cowardly little orc would have the courage to provoke him, the thunderous roar, the difficult dancing arms, the thick iron chain being pulled and rattled, the gesture was about to rush up, let the damn cowardly little orc know how powerful he was.

Xia Zuo seemed to be stunned, and watched unresponsively as the angry Munk orcs rushed towards him.

"Smack!"

A mercenary rushed in at the sound of the sound, whipping the angry Munk orc in the back with a powerful blow that added another streak of blood to the scarred back.

"Damn monkey, if you dare to scream any more, Lord Barr will pull out your filthy tongue!"

Old Barr's angry roar rang out behind the Munk orc, and Xia Zuo immediately smiled slightly, and his body went soft and pretended to be dizzy and lay down.

"Damn" suppressed the angry orcs, and old Barr saw Xia Zuo lying on the ground.

Old Barr, who thought he was once again fainted by hunger, stepped forward with an ugly face, cursed in a low voice, and lifted Xia Zuo on his toes, as if to determine whether the latter was dizzy or not.

"Damn it, you piggy in the skin of Munk," Old Barr scolded, bending down to carry Xia Zuo out, he didn't want to stay in the barn where the cattle were locked up any longer.

At the moment when Old Barr bent over, Xia Zuo suddenly opened his eyes, and with a blow that had been brewing for a long time, it slashed at Old Barr's throat with great agility.

Old Barr is a veteran mercenary for many years, and being able to walk in the gravel wasteland all year round and survive, which in itself is the best proof of strength.

may be because of Xia Zuo's thin appearance, or the actions that have been fully cooperated in the past few days, so that Old Barr can't help but relax his vigilance, and the price he pays is his own life.

Xia Zuo has grown up in the past few days, and the throat, one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body, was cut down, only a few crisp sounds of "click", and the stunned old Barr didn't even make the last warning cry, he was cut off by Xia Nuo's throat with a blow, and he broke his neck and lay down softly.

Jumping up from the ground sensitively, Xia Zuo grabbed Old Barr's spread body, silently put him on the ground, and briefly searched for the body, but did not find what he wanted.

Xia Zuo frowned slightly, although he was a little disappointed, but this was also expected.

Originally, the best plan was to let go of the twelve orcs and flee together, but Baal did not have the key on him, and Xia Zuo did not have the ability to tear the steel shackles with his bare hands.

After a silent cleanup of the few orcs who hadn't reacted for a while, Xia Zuo lifted the curtain and strode out.

"Old Barr, don't bother with those savage monkeys anymore, let's bet on two losing people and invite everyone to drink and sleep in Buffett's Bar when they go back"

The hazy starlight made the tent even darker, and a vague figure came out, and a mercenary immediately stepped forward with a smile and said.

"Damn you"

When he walked closer, the mercenary suddenly became alert, and before he finished his subconscious shout, he was quickly rushed forward by Xia Zuo and punched him hard at the door.

The mercenary reacted quickly, but although he hurriedly blocked, he was shocked by the strength of the small fist and staggered back a few steps one after another, and by the time he stood still, Xia Zuo's emaciated figure had quickly blended into the surrounding darkness.

"Damn it's that little monkey"

When the mercenary shouted, the lazy mercenaries around were immediately alert, and they picked up their blades one after another, but Xia Zuo's appearance was too sudden, and the speed was too fast, and it only took a few breaths to turn into a vague black shadow in the darkness.

"Damn old Barr is dead"

A middle-aged stout mercenary with a spear in his hand opened the tent, and immediately saw old Barr lying on the ground, and his face immediately became even more difficult to look at without him having to do an examination for many years.

"Grigor, you go set off fireworks and inform the regiment commander Alec that you and follow me to chase that damn little monkey, and the rest of the people will take care of the rest!"

After many years of mercenary career, the middle-aged mercenary quickly calmed down, ignored the mocking gaze of the twelve Munk orcs in the tent, strode out of the tent, and calmly gave orders.

The mercenaries, who were a little distracted by the sudden incident, immediately started running at high speed, and the mercenaries who were shocked back by Xia Zuo hurriedly rushed to the tent to look for fireworks.

In addition, there was a sturdy mercenary with a two-handed sword on his back, and the mercenary under his command turned on his horse at the same time, chasing after the vague shadow of Xia Nuo in the darkness, while the rest of the people unsheathed and carefully surrounded the tent.

A red light rushed into the sky, blooming like a flower, and the night sky suddenly brightened.

"Captain, look" The strange noise in the sky immediately attracted the attention of the five people, and several of them changed color at the same time, and the young Phil pointed to the sky and shouted anxiously.

"Damn something's wrong!

Looking at the red fireworks dissipating in the air, Gray's face immediately turned cold.

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