Many times, people who think they are well-informed will eventually realize it.

That's what Houdel is like.

Early in the morning, just as dawned, a "members-in-law" of Houdeer came over in a hurry.

This fellow townsman is also an officer and a student, but his relationship with Hou Deer is not very close.

Because Houdel first became a soldier and was recommended to become a reserve officer. However, he, a "membersman", was directly admitted.

As for things like friendship among fellow villagers, it is even more nonsense.

The two of them had their original identities one in the sky and one in the earth. If they were in the past, they would not look at the "monkey" with their eyes.

During this siege, the two were not assigned to a garrison.

In addition, Hou Deer is essentially a arrogant and arrogant person, and he never bothers to seek relationships and socialize.

So the two of them just knew each other's names and origins, and they barely got familiar with each other.

But this time, the other party took the initiative to find him, ran quietly outside the wall, begging the sentry to call Houdeer.

Hudell, confused, left the gate and was immediately pulled to a place where no one was.

After looking around, the fellow villager licked his lips with some expectations in his eyes and said mysteriously: "I heard that the Blood Wolf has come to the Kings Castle."

Hou Deer was stunned, feeling angry and funny, "Who said that? If you come to the front line, can I still not know?"

The fellow villager showed a hint of disappointment, but he still explained, "It's true that the Blood Wolf arrived yesterday afternoon. He first looked outside the new city and went to Maggit Island in the evening. Many people saw him."

The other party's words were convincing, which made Hou Deer not confident.

Immediately, a wave of grievances surged into Hou Deer's heart - you came down on the front line, how could you not call yourself, the "personal guard"? Instead, let these outsiders know the news first.

The more Hou Deer thought about it, the more unhappy he felt. Seeing that the fellow villagers in front of him became more and more disliked, he held his face and asked angrily, "You ran over early in the morning just to tell me this?"

The fellow villager was speechless for a while. He came to Hou Deer to find out the news. But he never thought that Hou Deer knew less than he himself.

"Is there anything wrong?" Houdel turned around and thrust his legs, "I have something wrong, I'm leaving."

"Wait..." The fellow villager hurriedly grabbed Hou Deer.

Houdel frowned, "What are you doing?"

After a fierce inner struggle, my fellow villager bit his lip, hesitated and said hesitantly: "There is another thing you probably don't know. I can tell you, but you have to promise that you must never tell others..."

"I can't guarantee it," Houdel shook off his fellow townsman's hand and laughed in anger, "Do you like to say or not."

My fellow villager was choked and his face turned into pig liver. After holding it in for a long time, he stomped his feet and forced Hou Deer to his side, pressing his mouth against his ears, and squeezed out a short sentence from his teeth:

"The Maple Stone City is lost."

It was like forcibly pouring two bladder water into one bladder, and Houdel's brain was suffocated.

He couldn't believe his ears, and for a moment he pushed away his fellow countryman, "Are you fucking crazy?! Where is Fengshi City? It's not the turn of Fengshi City!"

"Slowly," the fellow villager cried so anxiously, wishing to use his fist to block Houdeer's mouth, "Don't let others listen."

Houdel's brain calmed down a little. This time it was his turn to look around carefully. After confirming that there were no one else around, he spoke, "Tell me clearly, what's going on, why... lost it?"

"I don't know what's going on. It is said that the Union Provincial People came directly from Jinghu and raided our retreat... I was scared, so I came to find you to see if you know what's going on..." The fellow villager looked at Hou Deer with tears in his eyes, "We shouldn't have to... that right? I... I just became an officer..."

"You are not an officer," Houdel replied coldly. He looked down upon others' cowardly, "Who told you about these things."

"Don't worry about this." The fellow countrymen were very loyal to their sources of information. No matter how Hou Deer asked, he would not say anything.

Houdel's skull was about to crack, Fengshi City was lost, and the possible consequences of being trampled on the back were like a mess, occupying his heart, and it was hard to figure out how to make up.

The only thing he can be sure of in the chaos is that once these news spread, it will definitely cause a huge blow to morale.

He must stop it.

Hou Deer suppressed his inner uneasiness and grabbed the collar of his fellow villager, almost at the distance between his face and gritted his teeth and threatened:

"Listen, don't tell others these words anymore. When the sky collapses, there is a tall one. Even if it is true, it's not your turn to spread it everywhere. If I hear you, I will knock off your teeth."

My fellow villagers were extremely wronged and wronged, "I came to tell you because of my kindness."

Hou Deer was also a little guilty, but he didn't turn around. His self-esteem did not allow him to slap him and give him a sweet date, so he could only harden his heart and continue scolding, "Did you hear me clearly?"

The fellow villager nodded and left in dismay.

Watching his fellow villagers leave, Houdel dragged his heavy steps back to the garrison fortress.

Outside the tent, Jiya, the little mad who was cooking porridge, saw that Houdel was in a bad mood, put down the fire blower, and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

Sitting next to the iron pot, Cloud, who had been yawning for a long time, also looked inquiring eyes.

Houdel wanted to say to Claude and Ma Jiya, but in the end he swallowed everything back. It was not that he didn't trust them, but that he felt that it was useless to say it. Instead of letting them worry with him, it would be better not to say it.

So he forced a smile and waved his hand, "It's okay."

"The porridge is almost done."

"I have no appetite," Houdel sneaked into the tent and fell heavily on the blanket.

In the small camp, everyone was busy fetching water, making breakfast, drying blankets, and baking boots as usual, and everything was very peaceful.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Hou Deer's heart couldn't calm down. The bad news brought by his fellow countrymen was like a big stone - no, it was two big stones, stacked on his chest, making him feel uncomfortable and making him feel uneasy to do other things.

Although Hou Deer still didn't believe what his fellow countrymen said, he was inevitably affected.

Listening to the busy movements of the others outside the tent, Houdel even envied his ignorant comrades.

He couldn't help but wonder: If you were yourself, what would you do?

It must be about eating, drinking, talking, and smiling.

But Houdel really couldn't do it.

He was so angry that he sat up and slapped himself twice, and cursed himself in his heart while slapping: "Houdeer, why can't the hell do you?"

Hearing the crisp sound from the tent, Claude lifted the curtain and rushed in, "What's wrong?"

Houdel swolled his cheeks, "It's okay."

"It's okay to suck yourself in the mouth?" Claude gave a thumbs up, "Then you are really this!"

Little Ma Jiya also got into the tent, holding a spoon in his hand. He said timidly, "If you have anything, just tell us? Even if we can't find a way for you, it's better than blocking it alone."

Houdeer's heart was filled with sorrow, and finally he turned into a sigh.

Suddenly, he had a sudden enlightenment - he could not tell his comrades casually if he had no verified rumors, but he could report to his superiors, is it okay?

Hou Deer suddenly felt energetic and asked, "Where is the little boy?"

"Little White Face" is the honorary title given to Mr. Kadal Lagre, his most beloved instructor.

"I've been in the meeting, I've just left," Claude's curiosity grew stronger, "What the hell is it?"

Houdel's mouth opened and closed, and repeated several times. Finally, he fell into the blanket, "I can't say it."

"If you don't say it, don't say it," Claude pushed Little Ma Jiya out of the tent, "It seems like anyone else is interested in listening to it."

But when he left, he thoughtfully pulled the curtain.

Houdel lay in the dim tent for a while, still unable to calm down. After tossing and turning, he growled and gave himself two mouths. Then he rushed out of the tent, ran to the wall, guarded the gate, and waited for the little white face to go.

This waited for a whole morning.

It was not until the sun was shining on his head that Hou Deer saw the little white-faced figure riding a horse back from afar.

Hou Deer ran down the wall in a hurry and walked out of the gate.

But when the little white face really came to him, he found that the little white face who always smiled, was humble, and spoke politely rudely, had an extremely serious expression at this moment, and there was an unconscious mark on his eyebrows.

Hou Deer vaguely felt that the young man might not need to report to him by himself.

"Is there anything?" Kadal Lagrell, who galloped all the way to the fortress gate, stopped his war horse and greeted Houdel in a deep voice.

"No...it's okay." Houdel shook his head.

"Do you have any approval letters when you go out of the camp?" Kadal pointed at Houdel's feet with a horse whip.

"No...no."

"You're deducted one point."

The atmosphere was obviously not right, so Houdel did not talk back this time, "Yes!"

"Open the door," Kadal Lagre ordered expressionlessly, "Get together, don't ring the bell."

"yes!"

Soon, all the officers and cadets in the camp had been lined up and counted them in order.

Kadal took out a stack of paper from his arms, unfolded it, and read it in public.

It was an open letter, with the wording of the letter being straightforward and easy to understand, concise, and you will know whose work it was at first glance.

The letter only says two things:

One, an enemy army of about five thousand people has landed behind the New Army's besieged troops; Two, Brigadier General Geisa Adonis has returned to Fengshi City to take charge, and the troops besieged the Kings Castle are now fully commanded by Major Winters Montane.

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To be continued...