The desert hills that stretch across the sky, the dull and monotonous bleak sky, a few lone goshawks soaring against the wind, and from time to time let out a few long and mournful chirps...... The scenery is always the same, and the climate is always cold to the bone. This is the front line!

There is no exquisite architecture in the south, no soft voices of the people there, and no beautiful landscapes...... Maybe if there are really southerners who visit here, they will sigh at this lonely smoke outside the plug. But the people who live here for a long time will not have such leisure and elegance, they will always see weathered mountains and rocks, smell the cold wind mixed with the smell of blood, and also feel that this cruel place is easy to live and die, and the war is chaotic......

In the morning, near the leeward corner of the city gate.

Don and the others, who had no task for the time being, also followed the example of the soldiers here, leaning against the gray and white walls, tilting their heads slightly, chatting a few words, and feeling the unusual winter light.

They have not been here for a long time, and of course they do not have such and such feelings, and the reason why they maintain this kind of melancholy philosopher-like style is simply to bask in the light and enjoy the quiet and lazy taste of it.

It has been a few days since the chaos at the city gates, and the results have long since been dealt with. The captain of the defending city was hacked to death, and Elt also issued a price for it. But anyway, it's not right to kill a soldier without permission. But after all, it was a war time, and the commander of his battalion was not removed, but was fined and confiscated for one year's salary and recorded in the record.

As for the rest of the soldiers, they were not beheaded, but in fact, they were similar, they were assigned to the single sword battalion of the first-line legion.

The so-called single sword battalion. In fact, it is a class with a thin long sword. This class has low defense. Heavy casualties. Arguably. It is an out-and-out cannon fodder class. This is not to say that this class is not important, in fact, the size of this class accounts for the vast majority of the proportion of each legion. This is so because they have the unique advantage of throwing away heavy armor in exchange for high speed and high frequency attacks. Of course, the results of hand-to-hand combat with the barbarians are also conceivable. It's like a double-edged sword, hurting both the enemy and yourself.

There are also dozens of truckloads of goods, probably because Elt has found some connections here. Instead, it was returned to Frey untouched. The only slight trouble was that Don was there to injure a lot of people, and I later heard that there were even a few officers among them. Of course, the injury is not serious, at most it is a broken joint, and it is almost the same for a week of recuperation, but this beam is indeed finished. The higher-ups at the level didn't say anything about it, but of course, it was more likely that they were ashamed to find an explanation. After all, there were no dead people in the end, and both sides made a move at that time, and the result was a mess of defeat here. Naturally, I'm embarrassed to mention it again. But Don and they are coming out now, and some soldiers will point fingers at them. It feels quite unpleasant.

In the past few days, Don has followed Frey's spear to break the camp on several missions, but the results are all a little weird. The first time was to rescue people from a farm, but by the time they arrived, the battle was over, leaving only a handful of soldiers and civilian corpses and a farmstead in ruins...... There is nothing to say about this, the key is that in the following combat missions, when they arrived at the combat site that is said to be frequented by barbarians, they waited for a long time, but they didn't even see a single hair.

Originally, they thought it was just a coincidence, but after hearing Bran soldiers chatting, they found that their situation was similar. It was as if overnight, the barbarians had vanished into thin air. Of course, this situation is not normal, and the barbarians have finally conquered this area of several hundred kilometers, so it is naturally impossible to give it up easily.

The high-level officials of the checkpoint attach great importance to this, and in the past few days, they have often gathered large and small officers together to discuss, and the garrison on the city wall has also been strengthened a lot. Obviously, their thoughts coincide with Frey's analysis - in the near future, the barbarians may make a big move!

......

"What are you kidding, of course it's my long......"

"Break it off, it's not like we didn't see it that time, it's obviously the barbarian's longer. ”

"I'll rub, I don't take you to open your eyes like this and talk nonsense, even if you don't evolve, you have to have a degree. ”

"Bet on a gold coin!"

"Bet!"

"Don Brothers...... Yo, everyone's here. ”

In the lazy daylight, just as David and Luke were boredomically making a bet on whether his hair would be longer or the brute's chest hair would be longer, a voice came from the side, and everyone looked up to see Elt, who was wrapped in a white wound cloth on his right shoulder, striding towards him.

"Haha, Big Brother Elt came at the right time. David daxiao got up twice, raised his right hand high, and pinched the hair on the top of his head that he thought was the longest, "Look, do you say that my hair is long, or is the barbarian's chest hair long?"

"Huh? uh......"

......

"Alright, don't make a fuss. Well, Brother Elt. Don got up, patted the dust, and stepped forward to greet him, "Are you looking for me?"

"It's fine, minor injury. Shaking his arm absently, Elter looked at David inexplicably and approached.

"That's good. By the way, the brothers of the Epee Battalion ......"

Elt's injuries were scary before, mainly because he was bleeding too much. In fact, after a hundred battles, the veteran is still very good at dodging attacks, so he has most skin injuries and no big problems. Because of this, he has often run to the spear breaking camp these days, and Tang En has a good impression of this straightforward man, and he has been familiar with it after coming and going.

"More than eighty people have survived, and there are more than a dozen comatose ......" Elt's face darkened slightly, he had brought back more than 160 people before, but now he was sure that only half of them would survive, and his heart was naturally uncomfortable. But after all, he was used to seeing life and death, so he shook his head and said, "That's it, there are still so many people who survived, well, the level has also been supplemented with new recruits......"

After a pause, he gritted his teeth, and his face flashed with anger, "Damn, those city defenders...... Don't think that the matter of escaping to the first-line single sword battalion is over! My old man has not been a bastard all these years, he has already said hello, and sooner or later they will have to die there!"

During the time of delay at the gates, no one knew whether there were any dead people. But it was clear that they had become Elt's punching bag. Tang En naturally didn't care about this, patted the other party's shoulder, and comforted a few words.

"That's right. After relieving himself, Elt patted his head and took out a stack of crumpled gold tickets from his arms with his left arm, "That batch of smuggled goods has been sold, a total of 1,480 gold coins." Well, it's a little cheap, if it is sold to the market, it will add at least a thousand and eight hundred, and if it is sold to barbarians, I am afraid it will cost tens of thousands...... But it's different here, we can only sell to them. ”

After explaining, he picked up ten large-denomination golden tickets and stuffed them into Tang En's hand, his face full of shame, "Brother, I'm sorry, I'll lick my face and take these four hundred and eight to send back to the fallen brothers, do you think it's okay?"

According to the rules agreed between the two parties before, Don and the others took the majority of it, and Elt took a small part, and there was no problem with this distribution. But now that both sides are familiar with each other, Elt feels that Don and they saved him and robbed the goods again, and he is a bit ashamed to take so much just by being in charge of selling. I believe that if it weren't for the sake of his fallen brother, according to his character, it would be natural for him to be a friend in this favor.

"What are you talking about......" Don shook his head and stuffed the 1,000 gold ticket back into Elt's hand, reaching out to take the 400 and 8, "The brothers of the Heavy Sword Battalion have lost 200 people, what can these 400 gold coins do?" ”

Stretching out his hand to block it, "Absolutely not, I've already taken a big advantage by taking so much......"

"Alas...... It's not for nothing, I have something to ask my eldest brother to help me with. ”

"That's even worse! If there is something to say, how can there be a reason to help a friend and take money......

......

After some pushing, it was not until David and the others got together to talk about it that the stubborn Elt reluctantly agreed to the proposal of half a split.

With the extra money, Elt's face was both grateful and ashamed, and Zuihou had no choice but to thank him repeatedly, and asked urgently: "Brother Don, you just said that there is something you need my help with." ”

Tang En shook his head with a wry smile, handed the golden ticket in his hand to the thin monkey on the side, this money was to be sent back to the soldiers who had broken the camp with the spears that had died, and then said to Elt: "I want my eldest brother to inquire about the news, well, there are many people from the Temple of Light here on the front line, and I want to know the location of a knight chief named Xia Wei'an." ”

This is the real purpose of Donne, there is no news from the secret agency at present, and the Passa checkpoint where he is located, even if he usually asks the Bran soldiers quietly, the news is extremely closed. Only by relying on people like Elt, who have been on the front line for many years, will it be possible to get the news as soon as possible. And the reason why Charvian was asked instead of Seessman was because Charvian was more famous, and it didn't sound easy to expose, and a word of admiration could cover up the past.

"Charvienne, knight's flower!" Elt was stunned.

"Uh, that's her, big brother knows the news?" Tang En was happy in his heart, wouldn't it, could it be that his character was really going to be violent...... However, it was obvious that the God of Light would not help him, the one who was going to kill his little brother, Elt shook his head: "That's not true, it's just that I've heard this resounding name before." Hehe, in fact, as long as you are a front-line soldier, you should have heard this name. Tsk, the Donn brothers, the flower of knights, Shavien, hehe...... Don't worry, I'll write it down. ”

With a smile that all men understand, Elt decisively wanted to crook. Tang En naturally didn't bother to defend anything, and touching his nose was a tacit acquiescence. At this moment, suddenly,

Stomp ...... The sound of neat footsteps came from the direction of the city gate, like a war drum. Immediately, rows of heroic soldiers armed with spears and dressed in cyan armor came into view.

"Uh...... Isn't it, Thunderbolt Spear Regiment?"

............ (To be continued......)