Chapter 198: Husky Glory (End of Gaiden)

This time, the king "personally conscripted", and the head of the wolf regiment of the frozen capital had already seen it for the first time, and at that time he thought that they were going to attack and sneak attack on a large scale, so he directly used Haiyan to report the highest emergency military situation. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info urgently dispatched troops from China, but the border post was too far away, and it would take three or five days to arrive no matter how fast it was.

For this reason, the Assassin President set out urgently. There is also something similar to the highest-end combat readiness duty in China, where the Grand Magister or Sword Master takes turns on duty. Once an extreme event is encountered, the Holy Rank Master will directly rush to help. The Holy Rank Master is only one person, flexible and mobile, and his strength is superb, which is much more efficient than mobilizing troops. It's just that many Saint-level masters have a big temper, but since the rules have been set, everyone has done things according to the rules, and no one doesn't follow them. And after all, there are relatively few things to ask a saint-level master to come out, and it is already unlucky to encounter it once in a few years.

Originally, there was an infrastructure maniac here, and it stands to reason that nothing would happen. And indeed by the evening, the news had come again, indicating that the threat had been lifted. But the Assassin President happened to be on duty, and his daughter was there, so he came over to see if he was a little worried.

At the speed of the Assassin Leader, he came out of the teleportation array and rushed all the way here, and it was already early in the morning. The running of two vindictive men in the wilderness was really eye-catching, and the second half of the battle was immediately seen. Naturally, the king could not escape from his palm.

"You, you, what do you want to do?" the king's dry lips could only come out of these words.

"Your Excellency," the voice came from nowhere, "you better explain what you are going to do, right? What do you want to do?"

The king lowered his head, knowing that his life was in the hands of the other party, and he did not dare to be presumptuous. But I couldn't find a suitable excuse for a while, and I was very entangled.

Suddenly, the king felt himself kick in the ass. The king hurriedly turned around, and there was no one. The ass was kicked again, and the king turned again, and there was no one. Kicked again, the king stood still: "......"

"What's wrong?" the voice asked, "if you don't speak, then I'll take you to the interrogation room." ”

"Wait a minute, there's something to say. The king hurriedly waved his hand, "I am the king after all, this time I was deceived by the villain, of course I am also responsible." I'm sorry, what do you ask for, we can talk. ”

"How do you talk?" the voice asked, "I am not qualified to negotiate with the king, or invite His Excellency the Grand Duke to sit in our country, and we will talk slowly." ”

"No, no, no," the king was already very nervous, "please understand our situation, the situation in our country is very serious, and I must go back to preside over the situation as soon as possible." ”

"Oh, you mean, you sent troops to fight us, and that's it?" replied the voice.

"That'...... I can think about it a little afterwards. The king replied, "Even if there are some corresponding compensatory measures, even policies." ”

"Then please leave some paperwork and the corresponding collateral. The voice was not polite.

"There is no problem in leaving the paperwork and the mortgage," replied the king, "but there is a word that must be said in the front, and the state is not up to me alone." We also have quite a few nobles, and sometimes we have disagreements. Even if I promise, sometimes I don't always have to fully implement it. ”

The king was kicked in the ass, but the king did not move. So the king took another kick, and another kick. Both buttocks are slightly numb.

"What's wrong with you? Did someone kick you in the ass?" the voice asked.

The king was furious in his heart, but he could only shake his head: "No. ”

"I have a proposal for you, to leave a document stating 'come to our country next week for an official visit,' when our minister or the king himself will talk to you. Keep your helmet and space ring, we won't steal the contents of your ring, and when you come next week, we will naturally return it to you. The voice spoke bluntly, "How?

The king hesitated, there were still a lot of confidential things in the king's space ring, although there was also a backup, but it must be a little inappropriate to hand it over directly. And the helmet is the symbol of the king, almost the military version of the crown, which is taken off, and the meaning is even greater.

"If you don't agree, I'll kill you right now. The voice was unceremonious.

"Okay, I promise you. "The king was very cheerful. As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a cold head, the helmet had been taken off, and he subconsciously looked at the ring on his hand, and the ring was still there.

"You can take off the ring yourself, and then write a paperwork," the voice spoke, "Don't think I'm forcing you, you have the right to die, but you chose to negotiate, do you say?"

King: "......"

Without any more nonsense, the king took out the document and wrote a paperwork, which had just been written, and the flower in front of him was gone, apparently taken away. Then I honestly took off the ring, and then it was also a flower in front of my eyes, and the ring was gone.

"You can rest assured that our country will not deliberately humiliate others, and as long as you fulfill your promises, we will not shake out today's events. When you visit that day, we will also quietly return it to you. The voice seemed to comfort him, "After all, our two countries are neighbors, and our country has always been determined to live in peace. ”

"Yes, yes. The king could only bow his head and say yes.

"In this way, Your Excellency is also the lord of a country, and it is too hard for Your Excellency to walk back to the wilderness here, so I will give you a ride. The king felt only that his collar was lifted, his feet were off the ground, and then the wind blew in his face, and the man was carried forward at an indescribable speed. The helmet was gone, and the weather was cold, and the wind was so unpleasant that the king had to fight against it.

Fortunately, the strength of the Assassin Guild was really strong, and after only a few moments, the city walls could already be seen. The Assassin leader stopped, and the king fell to the ground. Even if he resisted the fighting spirit, his hair was still blown and stood on end, his face was stiff, his lips were purple, and his whole body trembled slightly.

"It's your main city ahead, so I'm not going to go, so I'll go on my own if there's anything left. After the Assassin President finished speaking, the man was gone.

The guards at the city gate saw a man fall to the ground from a distance, and immediately sent someone to check on him. As a result, the guards who came here did not recognize who he was, he was wearing armor but also covered in ash, and it was estimated that some deserter had run back. Yesterday, the First World War suffered heavy losses in the Guards, and many of them fled in all directions, and some of them only came back one after another today.

The soldier also casually pulled up the king: "Which unit?"

"Blind your dog's eyes!" the weakened king was finally ignited again, bursting out with yellow vindictiveness, and then slapped the guard to the ground, "See who I am?"

Where did the guards actually know the king, although there was a portrait on the coin, but it was too far away from the king at this time, where could he think of it for a while. At this time, he was suddenly knocked to the ground, and he couldn't help shouting in fright: "What do you want to do?

A large number of guards behind hurriedly dispatched, and the king was the main one, and the sword was unsheathed. There were so many people that someone finally recognized who this man with his hair standing on end was, and hurriedly shouted: "It's Your Majesty! It's Your Majesty who has returned!"

Everyone hurriedly put away their swords, and then knelt down: "Your Majesty forgives your sins." ”

"All right," said the king, waving his hand impatiently, "into the city!"

"Yes!" a crowd of people surrounded the king and walked slowly into the city, and as he approached the city gate, the king suddenly caught a glimpse of two huskies on the edge of the city wall, sticking out their tongues, sitting on the ground, watching the large group of people pass by. Sensing that the king was looking at them, they looked at the king and continued to stick out their tongues.

Looking at each other, then looking at each other, continuing to look at each other, the king subconsciously stopped. The guards on the side looked at them in surprise and stopped. The two huskies, completely unaware of what was happening, still looked at the king.

The king was two steps closer, two steps closer, and the husky was still looking up at him. The king suddenly became nervous, drew his sword from the guards, and slashed two dogs with one sword.

"Your Majesty!" the surrounding guards were somehow frightened and kneeling.

"Damn, damn!" the king clenched his sword and roared angrily, "the hateful wolf of the frozen capital, the hateful frozen husky! the abominable infrastructure madman! the abominable father of the husky! the abominable funny countryman!"

The guards could only tremble, and at the same time they felt very guilty in their hearts, the mercenary regiments of all kinds of birds and beasts in the country, the regular army from soldiers to generals, and now even the king was finally abused by the husky, which is indeed a great shame. But the king could not confide in him, or it would be an even bigger joke, and his prestige among the nobility would be lost. He can only endure, the guards have losses, but it's acceptable, but at least as the captain of the guards, he can only endure.

Surrounded by the guards to the barracks, the king took a bath and hurried to the capital. These nobles thought that the king had died on the border, and that they were arguing at this time. If the king had returned one day later, the country would have been divided.

Finally, under the scolding and the remaining majesty of the king, the nobles calmed down, and then showed their loyalty in a routine manner, and so on. Thankfully, no one noticed that the king was missing a ring, and that his helmet was missing, and that no one had ever asked for the details of the battle, which everyone knew was disgraceful. As for the king's visit to Lou Paule next week, everyone can also express their understanding, after all, there must be an explanation for losing this time.

The nobles were dismissed, and the king was tired on his chairs. Why was the defeat this time? The king also began to reflect. The number of people is above the other party, and the average strength is also above the other party, and they all say that the soldiers here are stronger than those over there, ask these noble thinkers, but they can list a bunch of advantages, but the result of the battle is so ruthless.

To put it simply, it should be a matter of tactics. The other side takes advantage of maneuver and harasses and delays with arrows. But the problem is that this is not the first border conflict, and the time when the border guards will be arrested should also be fought like this. And then, when the king passed, he did not learn his lesson at all, and no one even raised the question to pay attention to it. Everyone felt that the pro-guard team would definitely win.

Now that we have lost the war, I am afraid that it is still a deeper problem. The king couldn't figure it out, so he summoned the veteran Bradley again.

When Bradley heard about this battle, he also shook his head: "Your Excellency the Grand Duke sent troops without authorization, which makes you very passive, you should at least ask my opinion." As an Empire, I can even give some Imperial support. ”

The king was embarrassed, so he could only continue to ask with a thick face: "Then, what is the main reason for my failure this time?"

"I didn't participate in that battle, and I don't know the specifics, but the battlefield factors are nothing more than a few points, training problems, tactical problems, equipment problems," Bradley analyzed to the king, "The training problem must first solve an equipment problem, if you don't have equipment, take a wooden stick to train, then you can't practice anything." The tactical problems are too complicated, including the weather, geography, formation, mobilization and supply, etc., depending on the specific situation, and if you want to learn these, it is impossible to learn them in ten or eight years. ”

"The equipment is a lot simpler," Bradley concluded, "and you just have to buy it." ”

"This ......," the king was silent.

"With the equipment, the tactics are naturally more abundant, and the training is naturally improved. And equipment is the easiest problem to solve, the easiest to solve, of course, the first to solve, easy first and then difficult. General Bradley replied.

"However, we've been a little strapped lately, so ......"

"I'm just suggesting," replied Bradley, "that if the Grand Duke is really in trouble, it doesn't matter. But let's be honest, the battles will become more and more complicated in the future, and the weapons will become more and more diverse. Your battles on the frontier may seem fierce, but your tactics are largely medieval. ”

The king was astonished: "What is the present war like?"

"Alas," Bradley sighed, "I suggest that your Excellency send some men to the Empire to study, and only those who should understand will understand." ”

On the other side, the spoon was rewarded again. I didn't expect to sleep alone in a small outpost all the time, I thought it was useless, but when I caught it, it was a big fish. The Assassin President also gave her a special commendation, which was a good achievement for her own daughter. At the same time, he also announced that Little Spoon's border mission was officially over.

The king of the other side was beaten, and most of them did not dare to make trouble again in a short time. After that, the negotiation was handed over to someone who could really negotiate, and Little Spoon successfully advanced to become a Tier 6 warrior and began to accept her next mission.

"Next, send you to the kobold camp to assist another group of people on a very important mission. The Assassin President announced.

"Ah, I'm going abroad so soon?am I alone?" said Little Spoon, who was surprised that most of the missions abroad were dangerous and difficult. Novice assassins don't dare to go alone, and there will be someone with a veteran.

"It's not alone, but there are no masters in your group, you are already the highest. The Assassin President replied, "I personally don't really want you to go, but since you must be an Assassin, it's better to go once." And you're well suited for the task. ”

"Oh," the little spoon nodded, looking a little excited, "and who should I go to?"

"Kevin Lack of Reflections. ”

The little spoon was visibly happy and excited. Seeing this, the Assassin leader couldn't help but say, "What's the matter?

"No, I read his books, and if I'm by his side, I can keep urging them to change, hahaha!"

Assassin President: "......"

The next morning, Little Spoon packed his luggage, and the wolves of the frozen capital also came out to send them off. Although the little spoon did not live for a long time, it also had about two months. suddenly wanted to leave, and everyone was a little reluctant.

The captain took out a painting from the drawer, unfolded it and gave it to the little spoon: "Although you said not to paint, I ended up drawing one for you." Sorry, it's a parting gift. ”

When the little spoon opened it, he saw himself standing on top of the wilderness, with a huge Lou Baole flag in the background, and a military flag with a husky's head on the ground fluttering in the wind. It is magnificent, but also vivid.

"Yes! I like it. Little Spoon nodded in satisfaction, "Does this painting have a name?"

"The Glory of the Frozen Husky". The captain replied that for him, he would always remember the scene when Little Spoon picked up the flagpole and charged the enemy, and that was the first time they were ashamed. No matter how many people insulted the Husky as Jelly before, after that, the Husky will also become a kind of glory.