"Yes!!"

In response to Ye Chun, there was a hissing shout from a full twenty independent regiment sergeants.

Hearing Ye Chun's words, the twenty independent regiment sergeants who had been beaten to the point that their noses were blue and their faces were swollen immediately came to their senses.

Not to mention that he can still move now, even if he really breaks his hands and feet, he must follow the head of the regiment to the west of the city to take revenge.

The people of the Independent Regiment have never been afraid of death!

This is the spirit that has been passed down since the founding of the Independent Regiment.

It was so, it is now, and it will be so.

The twenty sergeants of the Independent Regiment who were beaten to the point of nosebleeds and swollen faces did not want to be told to those juniors by the political commissar, Caron, as a negative teaching material when their juniors joined in the future.

If you want to be, let's be a hero!

Even if it's death, it's worth it.

At least, in the independent regiment, there will still be people who remember themselves in the future and know that they are not a bad breed.

The twenty sergeants of the Independent Regiment had long heard that the regimental commander had in his hand a pamphlet that recorded some of the people who had contributed to the Independent Regiment, who were alive or had died.

All the brothers who died on the battlefield before, regardless of their official positions, were all recorded and treasured by the regiment commander as treasures.

Even the three captains that the regiment commander liked the most had only met once.

Twenty sergeants of the Independent Regiment have secretly sworn that this time they will definitely be on this pamphlet even if they are dead.

Because it will represent the supreme glory in the independent regiment, and the respect and memory of everyone, including the regiment leader.

"Lenk, you take the rest of the people to guard the station! No one is allowed to leave Sakura without my orders!"

Dropping such a hard order, Ye Chun only wore a blue and white, trendy aristocratic samurai uniform, and strode towards the gate of the station.

Behind him were twenty independent regiment sergeants who were determined to take revenge with their deaths.

And looking at the murderous backs of the twenty sergeants, Lenk showed a rare look of envy on his face full of meat.

At this moment, how he wished that there was himself in those twenty places.

However, now he can only squat here and guard the camp.

Of course, Lenk was not the only one who was envious, almost all the independent regiment sergeants were envious of the twenty beaten brothers.

They even wish that they were the ones who had just been praised, so that they could follow the captain to get revenge like them.

Come to think of it, it's all a stressful thing.

"Hey, remember to kill a few more and bring out my share!"

Roaring out such a voice from a distance, Lenk watched a little depressed as the figures of the group gradually disappeared at the gate of the station, and the whole person felt a little depressed.

Soon, though, he was in good spirits and let out a roar in front of everyone.

"What do you see, remember it for Lao Tzu when you go out next time, and when you see the grandson on the Acropolis again, me to death, no one has anyone on his hands, don't come back!"

"Yes!!"

In response to Lenk, there was the earth-shattering roar of the remaining 800 independent regiment fighters in the entire station.

swaggering all the way to Xicheng, Ye Chun was in good spirits along the way, looking left and right from time to time.

Speaking of the distribution of the urban area of the Acropolis, this is something that Ye Chun has only figured out recently.

Originally, the entire Acropolis was divided into two districts, namely the East City, where Ye Chun is now located, and the West City, which was controlled by Banak, with a total population of about 80,000 people, barely a medium-sized city, with a maximum garrison of 20,000 troops.

However, the two urban areas are very different.

The west of the city is rich, but the east of the city is barren.

The west of the city is full of taverns and shops, and the business is developed, while the east of the city is a slum without care.

Previously, in order to manage the poor people in the east of the city, there was also the garrison of the 1st Acropolis Brigade (Kezhi from Ye Chun's independent regiment) and occupied its station, and the entire eastern part of the city had been completely abandoned by Bannack.

Originally, it was a bone with no flesh.

Now it's time to throw the independent regiment as a tail and drag them to death.

As long as Bannerk controls the rich land west of the city, he will still be the master of the Acropolis. ...,

The ** ordinary outsider of the independent regiment?

Without knowing the real situation, the result of rushing headlong into it is bound to be extremely miserable

It's just that Brander didn't expect that before the independent group discovered the secret, he was put on the table and almost went bankrupt.

"The west of the city is really a rich land, sooner or later, this will become the territory of our independent regiment, Bannack's **, how can he have such a rich base!"

Smiling and pointing to the shops along the street, Ye Chun shook his head and sighed on the crowded street, like a tourist.

It's just that the words in his mouth overbearing make the faces of the people who pass by and hear it change dramatically one by one, and they flee in the wilderness.

Mentioning the name of Brander in the west of the city, he dares to be so arrogant and disdainful, domineering, in the eyes of ordinary people, a guy like this is simply looking for death, and he may be implicated if he gets a little bit of it.

Banneker, the ruler of the Acropolis, has never been a soft-hearted man.

However, Ye Chun didn't care about this.

He was here to find fault, and he wished that someone would take the initiative to bump into the muzzle of the gun.

"Where were you guys just beaten!"

Turning his head and asking casually, Ye Chun saw that no one had bumped into him for so long, and his fists began to itch.

"There was a shop far ahead, and we had just finished buying tobacco leaves, and those guys from the Acropolis came up to us, and someone should have reported the news. ”

"Well, since we don't need to look for it, just find a random hotel nearby to eat and wait, and I can make it up for you." Don't forget, you'll have twenty lashes when you get back. ”

Turned his head to look at it, and then pointed casually, Ye Chun is so casual, the scale of the hotel he is looking for is really not small, and he may be one of the best in the entire Acropolis.

However, for Ye Chun's words, the sergeants of the independent regiment seemed a little helpless.

"For a while...... Will you be able to go back later?"

Such a question flashed in everyone's heart, and they had already made up their minds to die, so they had not thought about the question of going back alive.

"Let's go!"

With a greeting, Ye Chun took the lead and walked towards the hotel.

Behind him, a full twenty independent regiments could only follow closely.

Striding in at the door where people came and went, Ye Chun made a major discovery with a look around, and an evil smile appeared on his face.

It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!

Ye Chun still wanted to settle accounts with the guys in the Acropolis, and in the open lobby of the hotel, there were more than a hundred and dozens of Acropolis soldiers who were drinking and punching.

"Where is the owner, this hotel is packed by Lao Tzu alone today, and other irrelevant people are all going to get out of Lao Tzu!!"

With a cold drink, Ye Chun squinted his eyes, stood at the door with an arrogant and evil expression, and pointed to the hundred or so Acropolis soldiers in front of him who were drinking and boxing and having a hard time, and opened the prelude to finding fault!

"Bang !!"

The sound of the wine jar falling to the ground and cracking immediately sounded, and then, only to hear the fluttering, the sound was endless, and in the blink of an eye, more than a hundred Acropolis soldiers in the entire hall all stood up one by one, and looked at Ye Chun, who was standing with his hands in his hands at the door, with an arrogant face