A few days later, in the afternoon.

The winter rain is dripping and annoying, and although the rain is not heavy, it is unusually cold in the cold wind. From a distance, with the gray and gloomy sky, it seems very lonely and depressing.

But at the foot of the mountain, which was clearly a temporary military station, it was not affected by the climate in the slightest. At the nodes of each level on the periphery, the guards in cold armor stood straight, squinting and observing the surroundings from time to time, looking vigilant, as if they didn't feel the biting cold at all, and their mental state was extremely concentrated. In the camp, between the tents of different sizes, although there are not many people moving around, the soldiers patrolling back and forth have not slackened in the slightest, meticulously patrolling the cross, and when encountering the situation of rain leakage in the tents that have not been set......

Central, slightly larger tents. There was a soft sound, water droplets splashed, the oilcloth door curtain was lifted from the inside, and a burly middle-aged man quickly walked out. First, he carefully turned around and covered the curtain to prevent the cold from invading, and then looked up at the guards standing in the rain on both sides, with bloodshot eyes on both sides, nodded, and said softly: "Go and rest, I'll come and see for a while." ”

"It's okay Captain, we can still hold on ......"

"I know, but the leader has just closed his eyes and rested, and he won't need you for a while. Why don't you go and take a good rest, take a breath and lift your spirits, and still need your vigil at night. ”

"Yes. Seeing that the middle-aged man insisted, the two guards hesitated slightly, nodded and left.

Took a breath. The middle-aged man, who also had a lot of bloodshot eyes, wiped the rain on his face. Shake your head. Press the hilt of your sword to stand in the center of the curtain.

His name is Victor, and he is the leader of the Grey Order, the captain of Josia's guard. Oh, the responsibilities have changed a little recently, although it is right to still be the captain of the guard, but when it comes to Josia's safety, he is no longer solely responsible, but handed over to another group of people who have just arrived in the Gray Army. And he, Victor, is now more of a miscellaneous character......

Don't get me wrong. Victor was not jealous, let alone resentful. That's the reason, those people from the gray space are indeed more powerful and professional than their guards!And when it became clear that the gap between the two sides was too big, the idea of jealousy or anything could not be mentioned...... What's more, the two sides have the same purpose, and they are all for the sake of the leader!

"Adult ......"

"Shh

A team of patrol soldiers walked by here, and when they saw Victor personally guarding the door, they were stunned for a moment, and just about to say hello and salute, Victor hurriedly made a silent gesture. Pointing to the tent behind him.

The patrol momentarily realized and nodded. Saluted silently, and then walked lightly by.

Needless to say, inside the tent is naturally Josia, who has just closed his eyes and rested in Victor's mouth.

For this new leader, who has been in office for less than two years, the people of the Gray Clothes Army have great respect, which can be glimpsed from the actions of these patrolmen who have subconsciously slowed down their steps for fear of disturbing her rest.

And Josia is also worthy of this respect, leading the remnants of the army to retreat to the depths of the 100,000 mountains, constantly encouraging and even leading the army and the people to share weal and sorrow with an example, and then decided to fight the 100,000 mountains in just one year, laying this seemingly incredible territory of great war results...... Nothing seemed to overwhelm her seemingly thin figure, no matter how difficult the problem, how difficult the obstacle, she always had a way to deal with it calmly. Her mental state is always so vigorous, whether it is on the battlefield, or in the wounded barracks, or in the people's residences, etc., as long as it is the territory of the gray army, you can always see her figure, and you can also see her warm smile, and it seems that she will never get tired......

But, people are tired!

First of all, after the people realized this problem, they would always persuade her to rest more, not to worry or anything, and every time she always smiled and nodded in thanks, but when she turned around, she still ran around. Sometimes she is forced by the adults to be very strong, and she always has an excuse to 'quibble', for example, she has rested just now, and then pulls the guard who has greeted her in advance to prove it, until none of the guards are willing to prove it, and she has a new excuse, such as that she is a magician, and her mental state is a housekeeper, so she will not be tired......

Hehe...... Looking at the smoke and rain in the distance, Victor shook his head lightly and smiled silently.

Well, this excuse does work time and again. Because there were no other magicians in the Gray Army besides her, it was impossible to tell the truth of these words. And over time, looking at the leader who is always in high spirits, the simple people believe this excuse, and they also feel that he is worthy of being a noble and mysterious magician, which ordinary people really can't match......

Victor shook his head with a wry smile again, as a personal guard beside him, of course he knew how tired and tired this mysterious magician who would not get tired was behind people. Especially in recent days......

The sudden attack of the barbarians completely disrupted the plan and deployment here. Although the headquarters has been divided into two places, one left and one right guarding the deadly road, there is no danger of being wiped out, but the war is inevitable after all.

After decades of fighting with Bran, the enemy turned into a barbarian, which made the gray army very uncomfortable, and also made the pressure on the leader Josia even heavier.

Although in the early stage, with the purple-chested cannon and the soldiers who were not afraid of death and desperately resisted, they fought a defeat with the barbarian army, which was considered a draw. But anyone can see that this stalemate will not last, and in fact the barbarian army has already inserted itself into the hinterland of the gray army's territory like a nail. It's just that the effect is not obvious now, and once it is completely penetrated, the energy of this lifting will be discharged. At that time, the gray-clothed army, which was divided into two, will inevitably face the situation that the strong man will break his wrist and lose one of them......

Not to mention the leader, Victor has been numb to look at the corpses of the robes that have been carried down and buried on the spot in the past few days. There are wounded soldiers everywhere, dead people everywhere, graves everywhere, and no one knows what to do...... Only Josia, forever nailed to a high ground on the battlefield like a flag, silently slammed the big drum in front of him with a thunderous sound. The soldiers below were accompanied by the unstoppable beat of the drums. Swinging his sword like a raging tide......

The battle was fought by soldiers. Command is the responsibility of generals at all levels. The leader stood so alone on the battlefield, silently beating the drum, seemingly not playing any role. But one of the more interesting phenomena is that every day the position of the chief, no matter how close to the front line, is never lost!

It's like a wordless signal, but it's also like a symbol of clear meaning. Josia did not give the order to mobilize, but all the Grey Army soldiers looked at the place where the leader was every day. Then we know where today's goal is - to win the battle for the time being, if we lose, then we can't retreat in front of the leader and bring the danger to the past!

The result, of course, is that there are more times when they lose, and almost every day they lose some positions, some of them are strategically discarded, and some of them are really not fought, but no matter which one they are, when the soldiers are collected at night, there is not much frustration in the hearts of the soldiers. Because they've accomplished where they are today. Didn't disappoint the leader, and kept the leader safe. So they're proud. The next day, with this double confidence, he fought to the death against the barbarians again...... This scene, it seems that the outcome of the battle with the barbarians is far less important than whether the leader is disappointed or not!

Of course, the leader appeared on the battlefield every day with drums, which naturally attracted the attention of the barbarian generals. It seems to understand why these Bran soldiers are so crazy, and the barbarians are also crazy, and every day they are piling up heavy troops and rushing towards the leader's position...... Hehe......

Victor grinned again, this time not bitterly, but smugly.

Because at that time Victor understood Josia's intentions, yes, this was actually a small trap! The barbarians piled up heavy troops in vain to try to kill the leader, but didn't they know that such an obvious tactical plan made it very easy for this side to make a target. The battle has also changed from the original multi-point defense to now only need to defend a little!

This is undoubtedly a good thing for the gray army that is struggling to support. The only thing that makes people feel uneasy is the safety of the boss who is used as bait.

In fact, there were several times when the barbarians almost succeeded......

Every day, after paying a huge price, there are always more or less barbarian teams that can break through the defense line and climb the high ground! At that time, if it were not for the members of the gray space who had taken over the security of the leader, they would have appeared several times and held the last line of defense on the high ground with a close escape......

It's okay, it's just that there is no danger. The leader still appeared on the battlefield on time every day with a drum, completely ignoring the surrounding mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, and the environment of the brutal Shura field, just lowered his head, his hair tied into a ponytail raised from time to time, and he waved the mallet and beat the drum silently.

Once, then, next......

Knock-knock-knock-knock

In the early morning of this day, when the leader appeared again with drums, and when the soldiers entered the battlefield again, when the bleak sun had completely risen, there was no more to the barbarians who had rushed madly in the past......

Retreat! The barbarians retreat!

Thinking of this, Victor, who instantly clenched his fists, still waved in the void, his face full of excitement, as if the last drum of the morning was still echoing in his ears, and the leader of Josia raised his head for the first time, waved his hammer and shouted with all his might, 'We are victorious!' Then, the deafening cheers that spread over the mountains and fields!!

And then, even now, the leader had a thick wound wrapped around his hands, and for the first time he had slept soundly at his desk in the daytime.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he smiled, thinking about Josia who had explained that he had reminded her to visit the wounded barracks one moment before, but the next moment he suddenly made a grunt and lay directly on the table, Victor couldn't help but shake his head, which scared him a lot at the time, thinking that a barbarian assassin had mixed in, and later it was determined that Josia was so tired that he fell asleep......

Sleep, sleep, preferably a little longer......

Thinking like this, Victor looked around vigilantly, not worried that there were barbarian assassins, it was a problem that David of the gray space was responsible for solving. All he could do now was to eliminate any source of noise around the tent so that he wouldn't suddenly wake up Josia inside. Well, isn't it time for this light rain to come......

Just as Victor was thinking about whether to add another layer of barrier to the tent to directly isolate the raindrops falling on the tent, the sound of footsteps and hurried water treading came suddenly.

frowned, turned his head, and was stunned.

Not far away, a group of people covered in mud and dust walked quickly. The first was a general with sunken eye sockets and an unusually tired appearance, and his left arm seemed to be wounded, which was fixed around a wooden plank, and it was not very convenient to move.

"I've seen General Frey. Ladies and gentlemen. Victor hurried up to meet him. Saluted.

That's right. It was none other than the top of the army who was resisting on the other side of the road, Frey, and the generals. It should have been discovered that the barbarian army had withdrawn this morning, so it was found on the battlefield along the main road.

"Haha, it's Victor, why is it guarded by you today. It was Frey who patted Victor on the shoulder, apparently familiar with the latter, "What about the chief?"

"The general is reassured. The leader is well. After a pause, looking at Frey and the others, Victor looked a little hesitant, "Are you here to see the leader......?"

Frey and the others were stunned when they heard this, and then they understood. They know very well what Josia's personality is, and there is only one possibility that they will sleep during the day, and that is that they are really tired.

"It's not a big deal, well, then we'll wait for the leader to wake up and ......."

Before Frey's words landed, he slammed into the ground. A slightly lazy voice suddenly came from inside the tent, "Is that Brother Frey?" ”

"Uh......" Frey was stunned. Watching Victor, who shook his head with a wry smile, turned around and lifted the curtain, he also knew that he had woken up Josia, and he couldn't help but look a little embarrassed. However, since Josia has been aware of it, of course, it is impossible to turn around and leave now, so he can only walk into the tent first.

Josia had indeed just woken up, her slightly puffy eyes half-open and half-closed, and she was taking a sip of ice-cold tea, as if she wanted to dispel the drowsiness that would not go away.

"Sorry Chief, for disturbing your rest. As soon as he entered the tent, Frey immediately apologized.

Putting down the water glass, Josia waved his hand carelessly: "Brother Frey, what are you talking about...... Hey, you're hurt?" but saw Frey's left arm, which was fixed with a plank, and immediately asked in surprise.

"It's okay, it's just a small injury to a broken bone, and it can heal in a few days. "Frey, who has spent most of his life training on the battlefield, of course doesn't care about these small arm injuries, in fact, for them, as long as the parts are still there, they are only minor injuries.

However, Josia frowned when he saw this: "Have you been treated? What about the temple shamans...... Brother Frey, you must have personally led people to the front line again, didn't you?"

Frey's expression was suddenly a little embarrassed when he heard this, as if he had been guessed by Josia, and scratched his head: "It's really just a small injury, well, a careless command was attacked by barbarian scouts, so I had to lead my troops to break through, this is not my deliberate risk." ”

I don't go into details, but in a few simple words, anyone can imagine the emergency situation at that time. Although the Gray Army was divided into two before, it was just a simple and rough division. In terms of overall strength, there is no doubt that there are more soldiers on Frey's side, and their combat effectiveness is stronger, so the pressure will naturally be heavier. As the commander-in-chief, Frey only injured his left arm, and I have to say that this is already an extremely fluke......

After saying a word, Frey noticed Josia's hands wrapped in a thick wounded cloth like bear paws, and his expression was shocked: "Chief, your hand?"

"Oh, this one, it's gone. Waving his white bear paw absently, Josia said the same succinctly. It's not that I don't want to explain, it's really dizzy, and I don't know where to explain it for a while. How can you say that? Say that you have been beating the drum for several days in a row, and as a result, your palm is slightly cracked and strained? That must explain why you are beating the drum...... Well, it's really better to bring it directly.

Although he felt that it was a bit strange to have two palms at once, Frey didn't ask any questions. Knowing that it's okay, that's it. He asked urgently, "Chief, did the barbarians suddenly retreat this time...... Uh, he did?"

The barbarians' retreat this time was indeed strange, although the gray army fought well, but it was definitely not to the point of scaring away the barbarians. If it weren't for the fact that they had already sent out scouts, it was certain that the barbarians were abandoning the positions they had so hard to occupy and gradually withdrawing from the battlefield. Josia, Frey and the others were a little incredulous, knowing that the barbarians had the advantage now, and if they held out for a few more days, the main road would definitely be penetrated.

In this way, the reason for the barbarians' retreat must not come from the battlefield, but from outside the battlefield......

Before Don went to the front, a member of the gray space under Tomiciu's command brought a message to Josia, Frey and other acquaintances, saying that they should hold on and he would solve the matter...... In this way, after the barbarian retreated abnormally, Frey naturally immediately thought of Don and hurried to verify it.

However, because Don's name was still taboo in the Gray Army, although he knew that most of the people present knew about Don's affairs, Frey still stopped urgently in the middle of his words.

Of course, Josia knew who he was in Frey's mouth, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he simply nodded without hesitation: "Well, it's him!"

Such a positive attitude made Frey stunned: "The leader has already received the news......? Uh, kill the barbarian commander?"

Josia shook his head, but his confident aura still didn't change: "I didn't receive it, I don't know, but I know that he made the barbarians retreat!"

After a pause, he naturally spread his hands to everyone and asked, "Am I the only one who thinks this scene is familiar?" The gray-clothed army was in danger, and then he came out to turn the tide. He's done this a few times, well, of course, it's a little bit of love, hehe...... But can you think of any other reason besides him?"

Frey and the others looked at each other when they heard this, and when it came to this, they basically had nothing to say, just like brainless fans, so they decided what should you do......

"Well, that's what the chiefs have said...... That's him......"

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