The team is moving slowly and neatly, Locke is riding on a war horse to adjust his state, this is to fight, will die, so every time Locke will adjust his state before the battle, he has seen more than once people stronger than him die in the hands of the weak, in his opinion, this is abnormal play, resulting in his own life is lost, he doesn't want to be this kind of person, so he has to try his best to let his strength play.

The war horse was selected by the logistics department after he was promoted to squadron leader, and each squadron leader had a war horse of his own, and under the guidance of Uncle Yoshak, Locke chose a maroon war horse. In these years, the life of a war horse is more expensive than human life, such a war horse can be exchanged for at least a full body armor worth 80 silver coins, and it is priceless, the person wearing the armor is dead, the armor can be taken off and continued to be used, and there is no place to replenish the horse when it dies, which is why the baron has a cavalry squadron, and only gives the squadron leader a first-class horse.

"Drive, drive" Locke rode through his squadron to inquire, and it was very important for soldiers to start fighting, and he was now in front of his soldiers, the purpose of which was to let the soldiers know that their squadron leader was near them.

"Brother Locke, when will we get to Frans City?" it was Gulas who spoke, a big man with a thick beard and a strong physique, and among the people Locke knew, Uncle Yoshak was one bigger than him. He was transferred from the first squadron, he was originally the squad leader, and now he is the first squadron leader of their squadron, and after a few days of getting along, Locke feels that this is a good person.

"The troops are on a rapid march and will arrive at this rate this evening. Locke thought about it for a moment and said.

"Ah, isn't there a battle tomorrow?" said Gulas, pouting with a little regret.

Locke glanced at him, "Nonsense, go over tonight to besiege the city first, repair it overnight, and we will do it tomorrow morning." Locke said, he could see that Gulas was a militant, he didn't waste his size, and he didn't know how crazy he would be when he started a fight.

Locke still didn't say a word, the reason why they will attack the city tomorrow is because they have to meet with Baron Kashgar first, otherwise it will be too big to attack the city with the strength of one baron. Don't look at the regular army of the Charlotte Kingdom was routed by them, but the rotten ship also has three pound nails, not to mention that the city of Frans is still said to be a baronial city.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, hundreds of infantry in the woods beside the road sat in a circle in a small line, and from time to time dozens of cavalry rushed across the plank road. Baron Kaidozi and several squadron leaders sat on a huge stump to discuss something, and the dark yellow stump was densely packed with rings of growth rings, indicating that the freshly cut down tree had a long lifespan.

At this time, several cavalry roared, and one of the cavalrymen led by quickly dismounted as they approached Baron Kaidozi and others, and then held hands to lead the order. "How is it, Baron Kashre, when will they arrive?" Baron Kaidozi asked with a slight anger as he apparently lost his patience in waiting.

"My lord, Baron Kashre's troops are expected to arrive in half an hour. The cavalry reported.

The baron waved him down.

Several people present had a trace of irritability in their hearts. "This guy!" several people with bad tempers complained even more. Although Baron Kaidozi had a calm appearance at this time, those who knew him well knew that this was a precursor to the baron's fury.

"Da da da ......" There was a sound of horses' hooves, and finally, Baron Kashgar's troops arrived.

"All stand up, whole the army!" The squad leaders received the order in advance, and immediately sorted out the members of their squads, and then the squads belonged to the squadron, and the squadrons were closely linked together, and in just a few minutes, a five-column army formation was formed. The cavalry squadron also set off on the order of the commander, like thunder, and marched forward.

When Baron Kashgar arrived with his soldiers, he saw this iron-blooded military appearance. Baron Kashgar stepped forward with a smile and greeted Baron Kaidozi, "I'm sorry, the road was blocked by a group of homeless people, and I was late." Although it was an apology, Baron Kashgar squinted and smiled, without a trace of apology.

"It's okay, we didn't wait long, we have to look up to you more in this siege. Baron Kaidozi didn't have the slightest anger at this time, and he also smiled and complimented.

"Every time I see your troops, I can't help but be envious, what a heroic division. Baron Kashr looked at the soldiers around him, but his eyes were mostly on the cavalry not far away.

Baron Kashgar also had cavalry, but only a dozen cavalrymen who followed him at this time, which were his personal guards.

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be. Baron Kaidozi said modestly.

The two began to chat, as if they had no intention of leading the army immediately.

Locke saw that most of the soldiers brought by Baron Kashr were infantry, and the number was quite large, estimated at more than 600 people, and there were only more than ten cavalry, all of which were near Baron Kashre, and it seemed that they were all close protection. It seems that this time the two adults have taken out the bottom of their own box, because the two have cooperated several times, and Locke also roughly knows how many soldiers Baron Kashr has.

Unlike the orderly soldiers under Baron Kaidozi, although Baron Kashgar has more infantry under him, most of them are more scattered, Locke observed that some of the soldiers under this baron even held their guns incorrectly, at first glance they were recruits who had just joined the army, and some of them were dark-faced, bent over their waists as if they had just come down from the field, if you look at it alone, you can't see anything, but compared with the soldiers under Baron Kaidozi, the judgment is high.

Baron Kaidozi and Baron Kashr finally finished greeting, Baron Kashr still looked like he was smiling, and said to Baron Kaidozi, "It's not too early, let's go." ”

"Yes, let's go. With a wave of his hand, all the squadron leaders returned to their squadrons and led their soldiers to set off along the boardwalk.

Baron Kashgar's side also shouted at the shouts of their respective commanders, slightly sorted out the military formation, and began to set off. Baron Kashr also noticed the gap between the soldiers on both sides, but only frowned and continued to laugh with Baron Kaidozi, both of whom had someone to lead the horses and walk side by side in the center of the line.

Locke's squadron was at the end of their formation, connecting Baron Kashir's troops, and it was not clear what the two barons were talking and laughing about, but it was nothing more than talking about the private affairs of a certain lady in the royal capital, or about what good things they had captured. "Aristocratic fun......" Locke shook his head.

There are many familiar faces of Locke in Baron Kashgar's troops, all of whom have fought together before, those who know Locke, looking at Locke's dress at this time, how can they not know what is happening, they all show envious expressions, and Locke also nodded to these people. Most of these people who know Locke are at the level of squad leader, don't underestimate them, these people are civilians like Locke, they have no power or power to mix with the squad leader level, and they all have their own abilities. Many friends and many paths, Locke is based on this principle.

In the evening, the red sun on the horizon gave its last rays and sank below the ground, and the city of Frans ushered in darkness. It's a small city, but with its dense streets and houses one after another, it's not hard to see that it's a thriving city. But at this time, the yellow leaves on both sides of the street were not cleaned, and the refugees sat on the ground on the street, the shops had long since closed, and the open shops were also forcibly opened by the refugee doors, and the broken wooden doors of the shops showed what kind of chaos they had experienced in the first place. It is impossible to imagine that this is the same prosperous and beautiful city of France that it was a year ago.

Two men in black cloaks hurried through a deep alley in Frans, one of them slightly bloated, and it seemed that there was more than one of them.

"Miss, it's getting dark, let's go quickly. An old urging came from the black cloak behind.

When the man in the black cloak in front heard this, he quickened his pace a little. Under the black cloak is a woman with a white face, and her golden hair shows her good status, but she looks very haggard at this time, and under the cloak, she is still holding a half-sized girl in her hands, the little girl is estimated to be only eleven or twelve years old, although she is gorgeously dressed but very thin, under the sleeve is a white arm, the little girl is holding the woman's neck, although it can be seen that the little girl's state is not very good, but she does not shout, just quietly hugs the woman.

The two walked to a wooden door in the depths of the alley, and the man in the cloak behind stepped forward and patted the door, and after a while, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman who looked like a maid opened a crack in the door, and only opened the door immediately after seeing the two people at the door, and after the two entered, the wooden door was immediately closed, and the surroundings fell into darkness again.

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I'm taking exams two weeks later, and I've been busy revising lately, and it's hard to feel good.

But please rest assured, Xiaodou will not be interrupted, but only one more a day for the time being.