Until dusk in the evening, after the soldiers on the opposite side had jumped sideways dozens of times, they probably didn't find it interesting and went back to their posts. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The sentinel on this side also subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and the little spoon sat in the room all the time, sulking dryly.

Of course, she also knew that there was a gap in the strength of the two sides here, and she couldn't beat it if she fought hard. Moreover, even if the little spoon taught them a lesson at this time, it is impossible for the little spoon to stay here permanently, and once he leaves, won't the other party take revenge? The difference in strength is several times, and there is a gap of several days between the troops and the mainland, these are the key issues.

And the key to this is undoubtedly the problem of geography. The other party is close to the main city, and our side is far away from the main city, so the other party can transport more materials, have better logistics support, and can station a relatively large number of people. And even if we are fast, it will take three days, and if we deliver supplies, it will be at least a week. If there are more people, the volume of materials will also increase exponentially, and the transportation will be more difficult.

This objectively caused disparity in strength has also given the other side some inexplicable sense of superiority. Moreover, the other party moves frequently, and every month in turn, every new unit will bully them with great interest, and when they feel bored, they are transferred away. And then in exchange for a new one.

Now it seems that it is not so much that the popularity here is great and they don't mind the contemptuous name of the frozen husky, but that they are helpless and have become accustomed to it. They can't beat them, and they can't just call the people from the main city to throw something for them, so what if they do?

Theoretically, it's not impossible, but if they're really going too far, that's the only way to do it. It's just that it will take three or four days to rush over, and the little spoon thinks about it for himself and feels that it is very troublesome just to jump sideways repeatedly.

"Where's the Eagle Knight?" the little spoon remembered, "It should have been quicker if I had called them over?"

Locklock sat across from her, and just shook his head when he heard this: "You don't know, do you? Although the Dragon Eagle Knight can fight here, it is not suitable for long-term stationing. They are still in the main city further inland, and if you want to call them over, it will basically be war. ”

The little spoon sighed, and could only shake his head silently.

Moments later, the patrol returned, and the cooks were still cooking as normal. Only this time, he was prepared and deliberately made two non-spicy steaks, while he and the captain ate one of the horns that someone else had cut. There is a lot of food here, and this is also a last resort.

During the banquet, Little Spoon couldn't help asking, "Did the barbarians rush in last night, do you have any countermeasures?"

Everyone turned their heads to look at the captain, and the captain laughed dryly: "I went out to see it today, everything is normal." Maybe just passing by, I'll record it in the report. ”

"It will take a few months for the report to arrive, right?" asked the little spoon again.

"It's not an exaggeration, we'll be in touch at the end of the month. The captain was a little embarrassed.

Little Spoon didn't ask any more questions, took out the spicy steak he had wrapped yesterday from the package, and mixed the spicy steak with the non-spicy steak and ate it together. This time, with mental preparation, I can bear it if I eat less. Everyone looked at each other in surprise, but said nothing.

"Actually, you don't need to practice spicy food yourself," the captain said, "you can't stay too long, and making this stuff will make the difference between spicy and non-spicy at the end." It's not a lot of trouble for the cooks either. ”

Little Spoon turned her head to look at Locklock, who was also naturally eating the steak that wasn't spicy. But the little spoon is still stubborn: "It's okay, it's good to eat some spicy anyway." ”

After a few bites, the little spoon felt the spicy taste rushing to his nostrils, and he couldn't help but open his mouth to gasp.

Locke smiled on the side: "You won't be unhappy in your heart, eat spicy food to vent your anger, right?"

"No!" the little spoon denied, and continued to eat spicy.

The captain heard this, and of course saw why the little spoon was upset. But he didn't know where to start persuading, so he could only sigh: "It's a pity that the border guards can't be held by brute force alone." Sometimes we can only endure and back down, these jumps are all small things, and we are not afraid to tell you the truth, and they have done more excessive things. ”

The eyes of everyone present were dark, and it was obvious that they remembered something not very good. The captain, who was in high spirits yesterday to introduce what strategy to Little Spoon, was particularly depressed at this time.

"A few months ago, they even rushed to our border posts. Took away our water and food. When we go out on patrol, there are only two people here, what can we block? If we don't go out on patrol, what will happen to such a big place? If something happens, we will be blamed for not patrolling. There are fewer patrols and the patrols are not in place, not to mention how many people should be left here to block the opposite side? The captain sighed.

"I've reported it a few times, but the cavalry in the city also came once. It will take four or five days to wait, and they have already changed guards halfway, and the new legion does not know anything, so they come forward to reason with them, and push three, five, six. It is impossible for our troops in the main city to stay here for too long, and they will bring enough food, grass, and water when they go out at one time. But if you really want to send troops to the other side's border, you still have to authorize it from above. All they can do is maintain stability. ”

"Stability, of course, is very stable, and they must be honest when we have enough troops. But they can't be permanent, the logistics are not enough, and we will be unlucky if we leave. We have also suggested that if we too play the barbarians and rush to grab some water and food, it will be a warning to them. But in normal times, we can't get rid of them with few people, and the troops from the main city are here, so let them help, but they are unwilling. ”

"Why?" asked the little spoon subconsciously.

"Are you afraid of responsibility?" the captain smiled bitterly, "they don't live here, and they can't hear the scolding." It's just a short stay, so there's no need to take that risk. In the end, it is estimated that as long as we don't die here, what is happening here will not even bother to mention the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. ”

Everyone felt depressed, and the captain's words also made everyone's mood particularly low. Seeing that the morale was too low, the captain immediately changed his words: "But after all, there is no way at all, I am a little artistic, and I can draw some pictures." So I asked the chief on the other side to come out and draw some pictures for him. It's kind of an artistic exchange. ”

The little spoon remembered some indescribable picture books in the dark under the bed of the other party's chief, and couldn't help but look at the captain in front of him...... Look the other way.

The captain was still laughing dryly: "Fortunately, there is also a gentleman on the other side, very personable." And art exchange knows no borders. ”

Little Spoon: "......"

"Through artistic exchanges, we have also promoted the friendship between the two countries to a certain extent. I have also tried to explain some basic common sense that in such a bitter cold place, we should no longer fight. After all, a fight is a sweat, although they are slightly better than us, but they are actually very poor. In the end, we also came to a consensus that we could not fight or not, and it would be best if we could do so. "It's just that the commander on the other side doesn't seem to have full control over all the soldiers, and some of them may do childish things on their own, but at least it's all within acceptable limits." ”

Little Spoon subconsciously looked at the expressions of the people around him, and saw that they looked as usual, as if they didn't know the specific content of the midnight transaction.

"But, yesterday they all rushed over. Little Spoon replied.

The captain was silent for a moment, and could only nod: "Yes, I know. I will look for opportunities to communicate with the other side, and everyone should not escalate the situation until I have completed the communication. ”

Little Spoon still shook his head: "But this is not a way, what if there is a person who doesn't understand art next month?"

The captain smiled confidently: "There will be no one who doesn't understand art at all, even if the other party has a strange art fetish, I can draw art that matches the other party's fetishes." ”

Little Spoon: "......"

Locklock leaned over to the side: "What's wrong? I think your expression is a little strange?"

"Bill, is there one?" the little spoon subconsciously touched his face, "Is your face too red?"

The captain on the other side smiled: "Actually, as long as you want, I can also draw one for you." ”

"No thanks. The little spoon hurriedly refused.

The Captain was stunned, for he didn't realize that the other party had stolen into the local outpost and seen the real art. This time I just really wanted to paint an ordinary portrait, and many people who are good at painting have similar habits to their friends. It's a pity to be rejected so directly.

The meal was eaten in this strange atmosphere, of course, the only thing that seemed strange was the small spoon, and the others looked as usual, and they didn't hear any problems.

After the meal, it was free time, and everyone was busy with their own work. Little Spoon and Locke were huddled together, chatting for a couple of sentences, and couldn't help but talk about the border issue in front of them. Little Spoon still sighed: "If there are individual masters who are willing to stay for a period of time, there are few masters, and there is no need for a lot of logistics." It's a pity that probably no one wants to come......"

The little spoon was suddenly stunned in the middle of speaking, why was he sent here? The so-called task of exploring the other side's border is completely vague. The Assassins and the military are also linked in nature, do you send them over to help defend the town?

Locklock guessed a thing or two when he saw her expression, she just smiled: "Assassin missions are sometimes very flexible. Acting alone independently, you can't pay too much attention to the letter of the law, strictly speaking, sneaking into assassination is an illegal thing in itself. It's up to you to be witty, I'm your assistant this time, and it's up to you to make the decision. ”

The little spoon nodded subconsciously.

"But you'd better be quiet tonight and sleep here. Locke also reminded, "There may be big people at the opposite outpost, so let's observe and observe first." ”

The big man that Locke is talking about is naturally the Imperial Sword Saint who escaped last night, the retired veteran Bradley and his bodyguards. If the two of them lived in the outpost today, not to mention the little spoon, even Locke would not dare to act rashly. Once caught at the other side's border, it will not only be a loss, but also increase the pressure on the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and if it is killed, it will be a life for nothing.

However, this was Locke's concern, and his escort Robles was seriously injured, and the two had already rushed to the opposite main city that night. The country of Leibozier has been under the care of the Lane Empire all year round, and the retired veterans of the empire are even more like guests. Although they arrived in the middle of the night, the defenders of the main city still opened the city to greet them, and the guards even pulled the carriage over in person.

Bradley said his guard was seriously injured and needed treatment and rest. A group of people immediately went to the best priest in the city and arranged for them to live in the most luxurious rooms in the barracks. And by the way, he also reprimanded who is not long-eyed, and even dares to fight the general's guards?

Bradley glanced at them: "When I passed through the border, I seemed to be hindered by a troop known as the Wolves of the Frozen Capital. ”

The guard immediately laughed, and then patted his chest and promised: "General, don't worry, don't dare to say anything else." The frozen huskies are not worth mentioning at all, and tomorrow we will immediately inform our border troops, give them a good beating, and give the general a good blow. ”

The general was noncommittal, but replied: "Okay, I'm going to rest, I'll talk about it tomorrow." ”

"Well, the general has a good rest," the guard bowed his head like a servant, "and if something calls us, we will be there at once." ”

Closing the door, the guard instantly straightened his waist and pointed to his subordinates: "Listen, tomorrow I will send a message to the border side, and let them beat the people on the other side first." ”

In the early morning of the next day, the herald immediately took the order and left. But by the time the herald arrived at the outpost, it was already noon. At this time, most of their troops also went out to patrol, although there were also 30 people left behind, and it was okay to attack directly, but the commander was not there, and everyone did not dare to be too casual.

So the group of people who stayed behind repeatedly jumped sideways on the border line, constantly provoking each other, and finally came to the conclusion that they were really frozen huskies. But then again, there were only two people at the outpost at the time, and they had to be huskies.

But the huskies' incompetence further fueled the arrogance, and when their commander returned from patrol, almost all of them asked for battle. Bullying people is really a happy thing, and there are female soldiers on the other side, and there is a girl who doesn't know who it is, which will inevitably make them have some lewd fantasies. Especially in the case of an order to beat someone.

But their commander was still able to keep some calm, and instead of being very happy, he scolded them bitterly: "What are you happy about? Do you think beating people is fun? Can you grasp the degree? Usually scolding a few words, throwing some rags, and jumping sideways repeatedly without saying anything." It's really annoying the other side, do you think there are only about 30 people in the entire Lou Baole country?"

"I don't think about it, but you've done something out of the ordinary. Can we still have a good life on our side? It wasn't us soldiers who rushed to the front in the end? It wasn't us who died first?" the commander scolded angrily, and then told the truth, "The key is not yet the time to change the guard, otherwise it will have nothing to do with us." ”

Everyone was silent, although they were unwilling, but they also knew that what the chief said was right.

The chief changed his words: "But since there is an order, there is no way." Tomorrow it's better to be cautious, wear a cape, play the barbarian, and it's okay. ”

In the early morning of the next day, a group of soldiers of the Lebozier Kingdom had already put on black robes and masks, and this time they did not hide much, so they came out of the outpost, mounted their horses, and walked slowly towards the country of Lou Baole.

The captain and the others originally planned to go out on patrol, but when they saw this battle, they immediately lined up to fight against each other. It's just that the number of opponents is more than three times that of them, and a pair of them is a semi-encirclement posture, and they are worried.

"Who are you?" asked the captain knowingly.

"We are savages!" the other side also opened his eyes and said nonsense.

"What do you want to do?" asked the captain again.

"Teach you all the water and food, or I'll beat you!" replied calmly, "It's troublesome to sweat here, and you know it, so hurry up." ”

"You!" the captain gritted his teeth, "don't you want to feel the influence of art anymore?"

The other party seemed to pause, and replied with a dry cough: "No way, it's all general...... All are orders of the chieftains. ”

"Less nonsense," someone on the side was already impatient, "to hand it over or not to pay?"

"Don't pay!"

The barbarians immediately took out rotten eggs, rotten vegetable leaves, mud and other things and smashed them over: "Do you want to pay it? Do you want to pay it? Stink to death you! Freeze all huskies! Freeze all huskies! Hahaha......"

The national army could only cover it with its hands, and it was embarrassed. It's not easy to take a shower here, and if it stinks today, it may stink for a few months, and this kind of attack can be described as an extremely vicious way. It seems to be a joke, and there is no real harm, but it is extremely uncomfortable and humiliating.

If there is a real duel with real swords and guns, even if there are a large number of people, it will inevitably be damaged. The other party is forced to be helpless, and will inevitably fight back. But at this time, this itch-like attack made them confused and at a loss. They are even hesitating, is it time to fight back? Should I take a shot? I can't bear it anymore? It seems that I can endure it a little longer? But the other party can perfectly achieve the target of beating them.

"If a person can't even wear out his fighting spirit and blood, it is better to directly admit the nickname that the other party calls him. Suddenly, the little spoon walked slowly out of the outpost, holding a flag in his hand, his face calm and his steps steady.

The captain turned his head and couldn't help reminding: "You got the wrong flag, it's not our flag." ”

"I know. "The little spoon was the flag that was thrown the day before yesterday from the opposite side and had a husky's head on it. I saw her pass through her own queue and come to the front. Then shake out the flag and let the huge husky dog head flutter in the wind!

"Come on, I'm a frozen husky! Who's going to fight me?"

A loud shout was like thunder on the ground, shaking both the enemy and the enemy here. Stunned, surprised, and unbelievable were written on everyone's faces for a moment, and then a burst of laughter broke out on the other side: "Hahahaha...... Frozen huskies! finally admit it...... Hahaha......"

The little spoon had a black face and stood still with the flag in hand: our troops behind the "......" were extremely embarrassed.

"Okay, I'll challenge you!" After a group of people finished laughing, finally someone was eager to make a meritorious service, burst out with red fighting spirit, and came with a rifle on horseback. The small spoon flagpole flipped over and sent forward. The man was unable to dodge and fell off his horse.

The scene of "......" was instantly quiet, stunned, surprised, and unbelievable was written on everyone's faces again, how can you defeat a soldier with just one move without fighting spirit?