Breakfast is the most important meal of the day.

An empty stomach all night, coupled with the rest of the day's work, if you don't eat breakfast, it doesn't do you any good for your body, which is certainly something that everyone knows.

However. On the battlefield, it is a bit strange to have such a large army of 10,000 people, waiting for a few people to finish breakfast.

Wrong! This can no longer be called eccentric, but a strange phenomenon that should not exist in theory.

But no one will really express the boredom in their hearts, these soldiers have an extremely serious concept of time, their thinking is based on obedience, is to use their lives to complete all the instructions issued by the military, is the arduous training and the iron-blooded spirit forged between life and death.

In the barracks, no one could delay the entire army's plans because of a meal, so they instinctively filled with disgust at the more than 20 minutes of waiting.

But at the same time, in this era, the existence of the divine servant is so special, as a human being, he naturally knows that the survival of the entire race depends on the Holy Light, if you think about it from this point, the duty of the soldier, and what the Holy Light has been doing, are all in the same direction, that is, to protect the safety of human beings.

Moreover, the Holy Light's ability to protect humanity is much more powerful than that of the army.

Then think about it again, the arrival of those divine servants in the barracks is to bring this frozen land into the scope of the holy light again, and the duty of these tens of thousands of front-line soldiers is actually to protect these divine servants.

Therefore, they did not finish their breakfast, and the soldiers naturally had to wait, and they had to wait, how dare they be impatient, how dare they be displeased, how dare they be anxious.

Major General Ulysses lit a cigarette and stood in front of the undead army he led, his eyelids drooping from old age obscured his already pale pupils, making it impossible to see his emotions, but he could feel that his gaze had never left the barracks.

This time stepping into the expedition route, the accompanying troops responsible for the safety of the medical team and the divine servants are this veteran corps, as for the reason, it may be because they have the smallest number of people, but their combat effectiveness is surprisingly strong, even if they really encounter the demon tide, under the terrifying offensive of tens of thousands of people in front of them, then these veterans can also take some important characters out of the battlefield and escape safely.

Of course, the Demon Tide did not appear suddenly, it was all because of the long-term existence of a large number of Void Cracks, which led to a sharp increase in the number of demons in a fixed area, and it would gradually form after a long accumulation of several days or even weeks, and in the case of the bloody battles of so many vanguard teams in front and the opening of routes, it was basically impossible for the rear troops to suddenly encounter the attack of the Demon Tide.

But.

Major General Ulysses was not angry at the actions of the Divine Servants, because he deliberately did not show it, and the soldiers who were waiting in the distance were silent because they had a certain reverence for the Divine Servants.

But those veterans standing behind Major General Ulysses, they have been fighting on the battlefield for decades, and none of them take their lives seriously, how can they still be used to others, they are the most typical soldiers, and they are also the most typical veteran ruffians, even if the head of the military region stands in front of him, when he should not like his eyes, he will unscrupulously look at each other with contempt.

Therefore, they did not restrain their inner unhappiness, and stared at the barracks not far away with disdain and anger, if the sight was also lethal, it was estimated that the barracks had exploded with a bang. These veterans did not understand why the military would send themselves as an escort for this group of people, everyone knew that this group of people was surrounded by four large armies during the march, and this position was absolutely safe.

And the unit to which he belongs has strong mobility and powerful firepower comparable to that of a fully equipped army, why not put this unit into the advance army, only on the real battlefield, can reflect the strength of his team, instead of playing with a group of deformed servants here.

"Captain. Could it be that we have been following this gang of garbage all the way? A bespectacled veteran walked up to Major General Ulysses and asked with some concern, "If this is the case, then we may not have a fight for a few months, or even in the next year or two?" ”

Let a group of people who have fought all their lives suddenly idle and follow a group of non-military personnel who have no combat effectiveness to swim in the mountains and rivers, it is simply the most cruel torture for them, if they really want to stay so idle, it is estimated that at most two weeks, someone in the team will start to make trouble.

"I reacted to the theater command yesterday morning, but they insisted that we be the escort team." Major General Ulysses whispered.

"What are you doing with those cowards?" The glasses veteran said gloomily, daring to call the commander of a war zone a coward, it is estimated that only the people in this group of undead legions can do it: "Call the regiment commander directly and ask him to transfer us back to the advance army, he has spoken, and he dares to ask the tired and crooked one who dares to continue to keep us here." ”

The [regimental commander] in the mouth of this veteran is the supreme person in charge of the war front, General Patton, although Major General Ulysses is a few years older than General Patton, but when he was young, he has been working under the other party's hands, and the two have fought many extremely dangerous battles from birth to death.

And now, Patton has already become the commander-in-chief of the entire human alliance, leading several elite guards at the forefront of the advance army, guiding the direction of this human expedition.

Major General Ulysses retreated to the war zone along the Redek Strait, and led the aged veterans behind him to form a team of less than 100 people, wandering between the major war zones, and killing the murderous reputation of an undead veteran regiment.

Now, on the entire front-line battlefield, who would not know that this group of veterans just wants to die on the battlefield and die in the fiercest battles, so today, mankind is beginning to march towards the gates of hell, and the front line is in urgent need of elite combat power.

However, Major General Ulysses only shook his head, and then was silent for a long time before he said leisurely, "I also called that old bastard Barton a few hours ago. ”

"Oh?" The old chief of staff on the side frowned, not caring about the other party calling the old head a 'bastard', but keenly aware that something seemed to be wrong.

Sure enough, Major General Ulysses turned his head and said with a puzzled expression:

"It's hard to believe, but the order to let us be nannies here was given by him personally."

“.” The glasses veteran in front of him was silent for a long time before finally popping up a word: "Huh? ”

No one can understand why General Patton would let a team with the most scarce frontline and such a strong combat effectiveness stay in the most useless place, of course, this is not because he is afraid that his old comrades-in-arms will die on the front line, but the special care taken for them, as the top leader of the coalition forces on the front line, how can he not understand the heroic demands of these soldiers who have no relatives and concerns, and want to die on the battlefield.

Moreover, a genius general who has been on the battlefield for decades will definitely not be able to make such an inexplicable decision.

So no matter how you think about it, you can't think of a reason.

Inadvertently, Major General Ulysses' eyes caught sight of a man standing on the other side of the field.

It was that guy who, not long ago, succeeded in stealing a victory that should have belonged to him in an extremely shameless way under his nose.

Of course, shamelessness is used to describe character, and there can be no such thing as shamelessness on the battlefield, there are only success or failure. Therefore, under the blazing sunset that day, the figure shuttling between the gunpowder smoke also really won the respect of this veteran.

And after that, when the demon tide struck, this guy named Sherlock broke into the wind and snow alone, and then returned to the camp with a remnant of the army, and in some rumors, he was able to vaguely catch what kind of amazing performance this person had in that rescue mission.

So amazed that he even ignored all the rumors about this man and the girl who could cure the disease, and just thought like a cautious soldier, fortunately this guy is on the side of the human race, if one day, he becomes an enemy, how many soldiers' lives will it take to kill this person on the battlefield?

Well, these were the old soldier's whims when he was bored and unhappy, and what he cared more about now was that the old bastard General Patton had left himself next to these servants, and Sherlock had also left him next to these servants, although it seemed that everything was traceable and logical, but was it really just a coincidence?

Just as he was about to ponder what the deeper meaning was here, the door to the barracks finally opened.

Several ascetics walked barefoot and slightly bowed into the snow, while behind them, seven deformed, ugly-looking servants slowly walked out.

Sherlock's gaze swept over the fingers and lips of these people, and made sure that this group of people did not eat much for breakfast, they just habitually ate slowly, and did not care how many people were waiting for them, and, looking at their attitude of turning a blind eye to the soldiers outside the barracks, it could be guessed that they didn't care about these things at all, and it was estimated that in their eyes, they should be respected by everyone, which was a matter of course.

"I have to say that if you look at it from the point of view of beauty, these people are really unlikable."

On the side, Watson's voice sounded leisurely.

In the past few days, this front-line military doctor has been very reluctant to see Sherlock, and thanks to the appearance of these divine servants, it seems that Watson has more people to be seen, so he is finally willing to say a word to Sherlock.

"yes." Sherlock nodded, "But what if you don't like people, you can't expect a madman to go over and kill them all." ”

As soon as the words came to this, the two of them were suddenly stunned.

Because they both remembered that night in the ancient Roman city a year ago, the two of them looked at each other and shook their heads awkwardly.

Soon, a man in a crisp military uniform walked towards the servants, who had been on the airship with Sherlock and had been on that mission together, but when they were still a few meters away, they were stopped by an ascetic, as if it would be an offense to get too close to the servants of the Light.

Next, Captain Millsap, though not groveling to the servants, showed great respect and asked briefly if he could set off, while one of the servants seemed to nod, and the newly promoted officer turned away and made a military gesture to the people around him.

Finally, in the bitter cold, countless steam turbines were idling for half an hour, and countless soldiers waited silently for half an hour, the team finally embarked on a journey that should have started a long time ago.

The cold wind, heavy snow, and the endless white and magnificent scenery are not unfamiliar to the soldiers on the front line, and then look at the black and oppressive marching team in front of them, stepping on the thick ice that has been crushed by the heavy wheel marks under their feet, even if they are indifferent, they can't help but give birth to a sense of ambition.

The roar of those chariots was slow and long, representing the strength of all human beings, and the heat emitted by the surrounding steam mixed with the cold wind, condensing into tiny droplets of water like enchanting wine, but there was only the excitement of drinking, but there was no drunken dream.

This is not a dream, the decisive battle between humans and demons is about to begin, and he is a witness to this glorious history, and even a member of this magnificent battle, which can be written on the epitaph for any soldier to be admired and remembered by future generations of mankind.

As a result, 300 years of calm have been like ice and snow that have melted in an instant, and the killing intent that has accumulated for 300 years has burst out wantonly in the hearts of this group of front-line soldiers, like a monstrous tide, like a raging wind through a canyon, like a mountain fire burning in the forest, no one can stop it.

But

When the time came to one o'clock in the afternoon, the team that had just embarked on the journey suddenly stopped.

"What??" Captain Millsap looked at the ascetic in front of him with an incredulous look for a long time before finally repeating, "Some bumps? ”

"Yes." The ascetic replied with a blank face, "Your car has a very poor shock absorption function, and it is very uncomfortable to sit on, and the Divine Servant does not like it very much. ”

(End of chapter)