After burying the innocent victims in this unknown farm, the team finally did not pursue the dozen or so barbarians, but chose to continue on the road.

Everyone knows that there is no right or wrong way to do this. Of course, the atmosphere of the team was inevitably depressed. Especially on the next journey, they found two tragic scenes in succession......

One was on the side of the road, with many corpses lying in the grass, judging from the costumes of small merchant groups or something, cloth clothes and quilts and other goods were scattered all over the ground, and food and wine barrels were taken.

One was at the foot of the mountain range, discovered by scouts. This group of people were civilian farmers, men and women, old people and children, etc., and they should have wanted to retreat to the mountains in the direction where the bodies fell, but they were hit and immediately slaughtered.

It's still a situation where no one stays, the means are still cruel, and they are still torn apart...... Needless to say, it's the hands of barbarians again.

After burying the corpses, the team continued to move forward, and most of the soldiers' expressions were dull and stoic. Although they have not yet really set foot on the battlefield, the unique cruelty of the battlefield still looms over them, and of course, their hatred for the barbarians is also completely aroused.

In the early evening, the team arrived outside the Paso checkpoint. After some formalities, the team successfully stepped in.

Although it is late in the evening, the main road area is lit up as bright as day by the campfires in the checkpoint. The internal area is not large, but the military equipment above and below the city wall is full, basically except for heavy weapons such as the Thunder Hammer, there is no shortage of crossbows and the like to defend the city.

The level is a purely military building, and there are basically no civilians in cloth except for soldiers walking around in armor. It's late at night. Don, of course, they were going to be taken to the barracks. But it's just halfway there. The Bran soldiers in front quickly stepped aside, and then the gray-clad soldiers also retreated to the side of the road.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way...... Say you, fuck me off......"

The Bran soldiers probably knew what was going on, so they all backed away automatically. The Gray Soldier was a little inexplicable, and he retreated a little slower, so he immediately ushered in a violent scolding. Immediately, dozens of blood-stained soldiers rushed past him, many on their backs. The improvised stretchers in their hands carried the dying soldiers.

"So arrogant, Brother Frey, what's the reason for this?" asked David, pouting, turning his head.

"Shhhh......h Immediately, after watching the other party completely pass through the team, he put away his solemn expression and sighed, and said, "Brother David, if you have any doubts in the future, you can ask in a whisper, if the other party heard it just now." It's an inevitable conflict. ”

"Uh, got it. David touched his hair embarrassedly. Then he asked tentatively, "They, well, are very powerful?"

"I don't know if it's powerful, it's definitely not as powerful as you, but ...... They were wounded soldiers who had just been withdrawn from the battlefield. The tone was a little heavier, and Frey looked a little sad and emotional, "Didn't you see the leader just now, well, it's the one who scolded, the cuffs of his military uniform are nailed with the rank of Bran battalion commander, which means that there are at least three hundred soldiers under him, but we also saw it just now, and the wounded soldiers who were carried are less than a hundred ......."

After a pause, "Barbarians are ferocious, and ordinary soldiers can only fight with their numbers and lives. Therefore, after every battle, there are many wounded. Of course, if you are injured, you have to treat it, and the best and fastest way to treat it is the shaman of the Temple of Light, but they generally only follow a large army, and in an inconspicuous level like this, they will naturally not come, hehe......"

Speaking of this, Frey shook his head with a faint mocking smile on his lips, and continued, "The soldiers here are injured, and the minor injuries can only rely on themselves, and the serious injuries can only rely on the military doctor. Well, the level of military doctors is higher, but it is not easy to treat if they are seriously injured in the hands of barbarians, if they are delivered in time, coupled with their own hard lives, then maybe they can save a small life, and it is difficult to say if they are slow...... Whew, so when you encounter this kind of wounded soldier who is in a hurry to rush to the military medical treatment center, you have to give way anyway, because that is probably the way for more than ten soldiers to survive. ”

Sighing lightly, Fresch has seen too many of this kind of scenes, and his expression has not changed, but his tone is a little sentimental.

David's face gradually became serious when he heard this, and Zuihou nodded heavily: "I understand, Brother Frey." ”

Although the Gray Coats and the Bran nobles are now cooperating, they still have some hatred for each other in their hearts, especially the low-level soldiers who actually fought between the two sides. But now they have a common enemy, the Northern Barbarians, so they came together. However, since they have cooperated, even if they don't expect to help each other on the battlefield, at least they can't stand in the way of each other's lives. Otherwise, thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, no one would dare to guarantee that one day they would not be the one lying on the stretcher.

After seeing this scene, the gray-clothed soldiers had a clear understanding of the barbarians after being strongly indignant for a long time. Even if the soldiers of that battalion were not the elite of the three major legions, their combat effectiveness would not be low, but now that they had fallen to such a point, how could they not be shocked in their hearts.

Immediately there was no more incident, and the team made a smooth journey to the camp.

It's said to be a camp, but it's actually a vast room that resembles a warehouse, with simple bedding lined up in rows. It's a bit like what Don and the others saw in the mine before, but after all, it's a military camp, and in order to prevent the spread of plague and other diseases, the hygiene is good, and there is not much smell.

In fact, if it is a large city, the barracks in it will arrange rooms according to the organization of each team, but there are no conditions here, so some of the Gray soldiers lived with the Bran soldiers for the first time.

Of course, in order to prevent any problems, the officers of both sides also lived here to suppress them. And because he was faintly worried that once there was a conflict, his side would suffer, so the officers brought in were all elite soldiers, and Frey, who had a good reputation in the gray army, naturally bore the brunt of the spear-breaking camp.

Before entering the house, a small incident also happened. It was in that room that a man who was supposed to be a logistics officer was holding a list of reports, while the logistics soldier inside held some of the futons aside, and then spread the futons that he had brought over. Some of the soldiers who had been staying in the room were sitting on the beds, some were making their own expressions, and some were watching this scene indifferently.

"Hehe, it's pretty hygienic. A young soldier with a spear struck glanced in from the window, turned his head and said casually.

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere changed, and almost all the surrounding Bran soldiers looked over, their expressions were a little angry, and they were already a little impatient.

Smack, "uh...... Sorry, newcomer, didn't go to the front, sorry. The thin monkey quickly slapped the young soldier on the back of the head, and then spread his hands in a sincere tone, and the Bran soldiers finally snorted and turned their heads.

"Uh, what's the rule?" asked David whispered, leaning closer to Frey. Don and they also looked over. To be honest, they thought the same thing as the young soldier just now, but they didn't say it.

"This one...... Well, the reason for changing the bedding is that hygiene is only one aspect. The corners of Frey's mouth were a little bitter, and he said, "The places where the bedding was removed indicate that the soldiers who slept there before have died in battle." ”

Luke nodded thoughtfully: "Is it because of taboo?"

Shaking his head, "No." Those who are soldiers do not have a few lives in their hands. If you want to be taboo, you should only be taboo from the living. Frey pointed to another statistical logistics officer, and said, "Well, the soldier's salary is paid every six months, luck, and some additional income such as rewards, which are naturally not safe to put on your body to fight, and are generally sent home directly after collecting some of them." The families of our Grey Coats soldiers are basically stationed at the station, so there is no such problem. But these Bran soldiers, in normal times, can only press loose money under the bedding. This officer is now counting this ......"

Speaking of this, Frey lowered his voice slightly, "Of course, if they are asked to send it back, it is likely that some of it will be deducted, but it will not be too much, and some of it can be sent back." ”

Nodding his head clearly, Tang En and the others looked at each other, all of them with some emotion. Thankfully, Frey was by his side, otherwise they wouldn't have known how much thunder they would have to step on. Not to mention fighting the barbarians or seeking revenge on Seessman, the conflict with the Bran soldiers is enough to drink a pot.

David scratched his head: "Brother Frey, if there's anything else you need to pay attention to, just say it." Otherwise, I'm really worried about accidentally stepping on another ...... I'm not afraid of fighting, but this kind of inexplicable conflict, uh, zuihou still ignores it on his side, then it's a bit of a fuck. ”

Frey spread his hands when he heard this: "That's pretty much it, and ...... I don't remember this for a while. Well, when you meet me, you can just ask me. ”

"Okay. ”

......

After those logistics soldiers cleaned up, everyone entered the room, and the beds were all arranged haode, and there was no difference, so naturally it was impossible to cause any contradictions.

When it comes to other people's land, some things naturally need to be communicated and reached a consensus. The gray army came with 2,000 people this time, a regiment commander and three battalion commanders, and after determining the beds, under the leadership of the herald, Frey and others went to the checkpoint headquarters. Tang En is also at the level of regiment commander, but it is not in the military system, so he still declined the invitation.

Probably because of the approaching war, neither the Bran soldiers nor the gray soldiers were in the mood to provoke each other. Listening to the sound of armor clashing outside the window as the patrolmen moved, and the long howl that was faintly like a human voice and like the sound of the wind, everyone's wide eyes gradually closed, and they were silent all night...... (To be continued......)