On January 18, 795 in the New Calendar, at the east gate of Fars Fortress, a white-armored warrior with an indifferent face walked to the top of the city wall with firm steps, then took off his helmet and shook off the black hair on his head.
Long. Once again, the morning sun shines through the breeze and shines on the wall of the fortress. While illuminating the city wall in front of you, it also dyes the black long hair fluttering in the wind into a golden red. However, it is different from the previous one.
What is different in the past few days is that this time the smoke of war and the endless shouting under the morning light have gradually moved away from here, replaced by the sound of soldiers cleaning up the battlefield, and the bragging and laughter of players celebrating each other.
"They still can't beat us after all, hahahaha!"
"Although I held on for so long, I didn't run away in despair in the end..."
"Okay, okay, now the principality is right in front of us! Without Fars, what can they use to resist us? Is it the legendary Tania?"
"I have never been to that place, but I heard from old members that the place is just an earthen city with a different world style, nothing special..."
"Then why are you hesitating? With the imperial army and tanks here, it won't be a matter of minutes to push away those stragglers. When the time comes, I will rush to the city wall of Tania and play with the sergeant major who planted the flag, hahahaha!
"
"Well...you'd better not think about it yet."
"Hahaha...ah? What's wrong?"
"There is news from above that the empire's military has issued an order to rest and recuperate. It seems... that they are not planning to attack for the time being."
"What? Such a great opportunity is presented to us with our legs spread open, but we don't take advantage of it?"
"I heard that the Empire wanted to make some demands again to prove the legitimacy of their war. Representatives have been sent out. It seems that formal contact has been started with the retreating Principality people, so... unless we want to pretend to be disobedient to military orders
The traitorous soldier was sent back to the camp by the imperial inspection team, otherwise we should just wait."
"Holy shit, I don't accept it! We fought hard to survive in Fars, so why is it at this critical moment..."
"Okay, do you know more or I know more? What's the use of just thinking about killing people? If you really capture Tania, in the end it won't be those high-level bosses who share the spoils, definitely not you or me.
Instead of hoping for things that you can't reach in your lifetime, you might as well follow Captain Broken Ice to sweep the battlefield, and maybe you can pick up some trophies or something - this is Fars, and there are a lot of good things, just ordnance.
The library and the blacksmith shop are almost enough for us..."
"Those things are not going to be owned by the guild, so how can we have a share... No, is this what our superiors mean too?"
"Of course, our boss's boss..."
"It's time to fly freely."
Next to the long-haired woman, a short player came quietly behind her, then arranged his clothes, and reported in a low voice: "Rest in place, wait for the news from above, and then... all the time
Prepare to attack."
"..."
The white-armored woman holding the helmet said nothing, but stood quietly on the top of the city, slowly closing her eyes, seeming to enjoy the cold wind blowing in her face and the slightly warm sunshine. The short Nanwu
After waiting for a while, after confirming that the other party seemed to have nothing to say, he took a deep breath and continued to report in a low voice: "Brother Fengqiao and Brother Kuangxing have gone back to clean the battlefield and have not come back yet, but
They have been there before, and they will definitely compensate the rest of the team for the time wasted here..."
"No need."
With a clear sword chant, the woman inserted the cold sword directly in front of her with her backhand, then folded her hands and rested on the hilt of her sword safely: "Be able to keep fighting at all times.
The current state is already our biggest gain, and the rest... we won't want."
"...Ah? This..." Nanwu hesitated for a while, and then responded loudly: "But the military advisor and other big brothers... have already approved our share, do we have to return it..."
"...If you want, you can pick whatever you want."
The sound of the sword chanting with a low hum constantly echoed in the air in front of the woman. She felt and tasted it carefully, and then another group of players formed a cleaning team at the city gate under her feet.
As he passed by, he slowly opened his eyes: "What I am now... is enough."
"That's not what you said, Captain..."
A male voice mixed with a proud laugh suddenly sounded from the other side of the city wall, and then gradually approached with his chuckle, and gradually came to the woman: "This is one of the most important fortresses in the principality. Let's not start with it.
The arms reserves and materials it possesses, as well as the high-end goods contained in the loot, are enough to open the eyes of us empire players."
"Such a good opportunity to upgrade..." The man pulled out a sword flower from the sword in his hand, then took back his weapon and focused on the woman's long sword that had stopped trembling: "Why?
What about giving up?”
"...What are you doing here?" the woman asked without turning her head.
"I'm here to see our hero." Liangchen Meiyu calmly covered up the stab wound on her wrist that she had just received when she stopped the reporter: "By the way, I will bring you the reward decided by the empire."
"Adventurer Xueling Huanbing: In view of your heroic performance in the Battle of Fars Fortress and your fearless spirit in capturing the East City Gate, you are specially awarded the first-class imperial meritorious service and awarded the title of Honorary Sergeant.
His title is General Bernard, Commander-in-Chief of the Empire's Frontline." He raised the parchment in his hand, read the words eloquently for a while, then folded his hands and handed it to the woman: "Congratulations to our
Captain of the Snow Team, it seems that the title of 'Ice and Snow Goddess' will be spread throughout the empire's army."
"..."
The woman did not answer immediately, but took a deep breath and then breathed it out slowly: "You guys..."
“It’s really well-intentioned.”
She stretched out a hand and slowly took the piece of beautifully decorated parchment. Then she squeezed it hard and rested it on the hilt of the sword in front of her: "I think...last night's attack order and candidates
, it was also specially arranged by you, right?"
"That's to give full play to the characteristics of each member of our guild." Liangchen Meiyu replied in a soft voice: "Not everyone is good at fighting tough battles. Your fighting skills and calm personality... are already the most suitable for that situation.
, plus this long sword I gave you... I can guarantee that in a close combat situation, there are not many people who are qualified to be your opponent."
"Aren't there a few people...?"
The woman sighed in a low voice, then looked up at the sky, seeming to be immersed in some kind of memory: "The people from Jianghu and the Sword of Justice have long since withdrawn, and Duanshanhe has not appeared. We can win yesterday's victory."
Wan's victory was almost entirely based on the opponent's giving up. Can this... also be regarded as a manifestation of strength?"
"They didn't show up, that's their business." Liangchen Meiyu covered the light in her eyes with her hands, and then said with a low smile: "As for how to prevent them from showing up...that's our ability, no one can do anything.
.”
"……you?"
"Don't worry, this battle is a battle we fight with dignity. Even the clowns on the forums don't say anything vicious." Liangchen Meiyu raised the corner of her mouth and showed a warm smile again:
"At that time, we will also use the power of the 'mass' to turn the tide of public opinion to our side."
"Don't worry, I will do my best to bring the entire free world... to you." He took another step forward and walked to Xue Ling Huan Bing: "You no longer have to work so hard on your own...
…”
"I didn't want to be like this." The woman calmly moved a step to the right, and then used two cold eyes to push back the man who wanted to get closer: "No matter what other plans you have, after this battle,
...I will leave."
"The Snow Team will spend the next time preparing for the League Cup." She said coldly: "I don't want to see the news that we were all eliminated from the beginning in the finals."
"...Everyone is entangled in the free world, and it is not our guild that will be affected." Liangchen Meiyu spread her hands and comforted: "Isn't the broken mountains and rivers in Jianghu a proof? That old man Duan Fenglei is already old, and Liangchen Meiyu is already old.
The same goes for Lanshan and Shuguang Glory. The only sword of justice that needs attention has been thoroughly studied by us early on, so..."
"The finals of the team competition is no longer a problem for us. The only thing we need to pay attention to is the individual competition." His voice also deepened: "I have sent people to prepare in the past few days to see when they will arrive.
To Hualan City..."
"What are you going to do?" The woman suddenly turned her head and asked in a cold voice.
"...I just want to study them some more." The man immediately waved his hand: "Nothing else."
"...I'm warning you, there are other people in charge of game affairs." The woman's voice lowered a little, but her tone became even colder: "Don't try to destroy the order of the entire game world, even for the sake of
In the interests of the company, such things cannot be done. The specific reasons, those of you who have been struggling for so long, should know better than me..."
"Liao Zhishan's incident is the best warning." She pulled out her long sword with both hands, then led the short player and left the place along the other end of the city wall: "Just take care of yourself."
"snort……"
Looking at the back of the white-armored man who was gradually going away, the man snorted coldly: "No one will do this for you, how long do you think you will be able to stand on it..."
"Brother——"
A shout from a distance sounded behind the whispering man. He turned around and saw a player carrying a big sword panting and running to him: "Report to the ordnance, brother... accompany him to the ordnance."
Ku's team members are back."
"Okay! How was the harvest?"
"They, they didn't bring anything back..."
"What?"
"The Imperials forcibly destroyed the door of the armory, and then led us in." The player spoke very quickly, as if he was recreating the anxious mood of everyone at that time: "But... after we entered, nothing happened.
Didn’t show up.”
"It's...empty inside."
"Impossible! The battle was so fierce, and they actually had time to move away all the loot?" The beautiful jade monster shouted: "Are they all gods?"
"This, this..." The player replied dumbfounded: "We don't know why. We just heard a rumor occasionally in the forum section of the Principality players..."
"The armory of the principality is actually a projection of magic." He whispered: "The actual location is not our Fars Fortress."
boom!
The man gasped and stared at the opponent for a long time, and finally punched the edge of the dilapidated city wall: "...Okay, okay!"
"You win this time, Duan Fenglei."
He looked at the distant plains under the city wall, where Talon Avenue pointed, and could still vaguely see the retreating figures: "Let you be proud for two more days, you guys..."
"The prodigal dog!"
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"well……"
On March 11, 2015, on a sunny spring day, a man wearing ordinary cheap sportswear stood on a street corner in Hualan City with his hands in his pockets like an ordinary passerby, whistling idly.
While sighing and looking up at the sky: "Have you done too few good things recently, so you haven't accumulated enough character..."
"To think that something like this can happen...sigh."
He muttered to himself dejectedly, while trying hard to pretend that no one would notice, and just stood there dryly: "It would be great if you don't recognize me, then there will be someone else."
A prevarication..."
According to the previously discussed method, Duan Qing finally agreed to this offline gathering, then put on the only clothes he could afford, arrived at the pre-arranged place, and waited for the others.
Arrival - Due to the inexplicable changes in Tania City, the lives of all members and associate members of the Fool's Adventure Group these days can only be described as bleak. Not only has the source of business been completely cut off, but even ordinary people have been cut off.
Their appearance became unattainable. They suddenly became wanted criminals and hid in every corner of the city every day. Sometimes they had to give up the commissions they had received to avoid being chased by secret notifications.
The guards behind them, not to mention the fact that the fortress has become more turbulent because of the failure, all the people in the city have entered a state of panic, and are even more suspicious of these suspicious characters. After seeing them,
Without hesitation, he called the guards first, as if he had already regarded them as collaborators. So even Xuyu Liushang and Ciyu Ninglan looked excited every day, enjoying this kind of hiding and hiding.
Life, but other people in the team were still miserable by such a repressed life, and then they put all their anger on the "culprit" who caused this incident.
So under the pressure of the powerful, Duan Qing had no choice but to agree to the decision that his team had already made for an offline gathering, and at the same time, he could use this to escape the increasingly serious life crisis in the city.
"Why aren't you here yet?"
Bored and a little scared, Duan Qing tapped his toes, leaning on the corner of the street to estimate the time, and then looked around with some fear: "You really can't recognize me, right?"
"Hey you……"
A female voice came from far away from the corner of the street and reached Duan Qing's ears along with the gentle breeze blowing by the street. Then, like a stop-motion animation, it stopped all his anxious movements: "Do you know a man named Mo?"
The uncle who went to Qingshan?"
"No way……"
His body became inexplicably stiff, Duan Qing quietly turned his head, and then followed the source of the sound, and saw a girl wearing a white knitted hat with her hands behind her back, seeming to be asking passers-by: "Look
Come……"
"The time of judgment has arrived." He murmured to himself.
This chapter has been completed!