The desert hills stretching across the sky, the boring and monotonous sky, a few lonely eagles are flying against the wind, making a few shrill sounds from time to time... The ever-changing scenery, the ever-cold climate. This is the front line!

There are no exquisite buildings in the south, no soft voices in the people there, and no beautiful scenery... Maybe if a southerner really visits here, he will sigh at the lonely smoke outside the border. But the people who live here will not have such leisure and elegance. What they see is always weathered rocks, and what they smell is the cold wind mixed with the smell of blood, and they also feel this cruel place with easy life and death, and the chaos...

In the morning, the corner of the leeward wall near the city gate.

Tang En and his men, who had no mission for the time being, also followed the soldiers here, leaned against the gray-white wall, raised their heads a little, chatted for a few words, and felt the unusual winter light.

They haven't been here for a long time, and of course there is no such feeling. The reason why they maintain this kind of similarity to a melancholy philosopher is that they simply want to light up the light and enjoy the quiet and lazy taste.

A few days have passed since the chaos at the city gate, and the result of the handling has long been gone. It is a foregone conclusion that the captain of the city was hacked to death, and Elter also paid a price for it. However, it is still wrong to kill the soldiers without authorization. However, it was a war period, and the commander of his battalion did not withdraw, but was fined one year of military pay and recorded it. Now he is a crime and meritorious service.

As for the remaining soldiers, they did not have the fate of beheading, but in fact they were almost the same. They were sent to the Single Sword Battalion of the First Line Legion.

The so-called single sword battalion is actually a group of troops holding thin long swords. This type of troops has low defense, great casualties, and can be said to be an absolute cannon fodder army. This is not to say that this type of troops is not important. In fact, the size of this type of troops accounts for the vast majority of the legions. The reason for this is that they have unique advantages, throwing away heavy armor in exchange for high speed and high frequency attacks. Of course, the result of fighting with the barbarians is also conceivable. This is like a double-edged sword, which hurts both the enemy and the oneself.

There were also dozens of trucks of goods, probably because Elter asked someone to find some connection. However, he returned them to Frey and the others intact. The only thing that was a little troublesome was that Tang En injured a lot of people at the time. Later, he heard that there were even a few officers among them. Of course, the injuries were not serious, at most, the joints were broken and it would be almost done for a week to recuperate. However, the level leaders did not have any explanation for this. Of course, the greater the possibility was that they were embarrassed to find an explanation. After all, there were no dead people after all, and both sides took action at that time, but they were defeated here. Naturally, I was embarrassed to mention it again. However, Tang En and the others came out now and some soldiers would point fingers at him. I felt quite unhappy.

These days, Tang En followed Frey's spear to break the camp several missions, but the result was a bit strange. The first time was to go to a farm to save people, but by the time they arrived, the battle had ended, leaving only the few soldiers and civilian corpses and the farm that turned into ruins... There is nothing to say about this. The key is the following combat missions. When they arrived at the combat site that was said to be frequent occurrences of barbarians, they waited for a long time, but they didn't even see the hair.

Originally they thought it was just an accident, but once they heard the Bran soldiers chatting, they found that their situation was similar. It seemed that the barbarian disappeared out of thin air overnight. Of course, this situation was abnormal. The barbarian finally managed to capture these hundreds of kilometers of areas, so it was naturally impossible for them to give up easily.

The senior level leaders attach great importance to this. In recent days, officers of all sizes are often summoned together to discuss, and the garrison forces on the city wall have also been greatly strengthened. Obviously, their ideas coincide with Frey's analysis - in the near future, the barbarians may have big moves!

...

"What a joke, of course I'm my..."

"Just make a fool of yourself, we didn't see it that time, it was obviously the barbarians' longer."

"Damn it, I won't let you open your eyes and talk like this. Even if you don't evolve, you have to have a degree."

"Betting? One gold coin!"

"bet!"

"Brother Tang En...yo, everyone is here."

In the lazy sunlight, just as David and Luke were bored betting whether his hair was long or the barbarian's chest was longer, a voice came from the side. Everyone looked up and saw Elter, who was wrapped in a white wound cloth on his right shoulder, strode towards him.

"Haha, Brother Elter is coming at the right time." David laughed and climbed up, raised his right hand high, pinching the hair on his head that he thought was the longest, "Look, do you think I have long hair or the barbarian breasts?"

"Ah? Uh..."

...

"Okay, stop making trouble. Yes, Brother Elter." Tang En stood up, patted the dust, and stepped forward to greet him, "You are looking for me? Yes, isn't this shoulder okay?"

"It's okay, a minor injury." She shook her arm indifferently. Elter looked at David ingeniously and walked towards him.

"That's good. By the way, those brothers from the Heavy Sword Camp..."

Elter's injuries were scary before, mainly because he bleed too much. In fact, after many battles, the veterans still have great experience in avoiding attacks, so he mostly had skin injuries and there was no big problem. Because of this, he often ran to the spear breaking camp these days, and Tang En and his friends had a good impression of this straightforward man. After a while, they were already familiar with it.

"More than 80 people have survived, and more than a dozen comas..." Elter's face was a little darker. He had brought more than 160 people back before, but now he is sure that only half of them can survive, so he naturally feels uncomfortable. But after all, he is used to life and death, so he shook his head and said, "Forget it, at least so many people are still alive. Well, there are also recruits in the level..."

After pausing, he still gritted his teeth, and his face flashed with evil spirits, "Damn, those city guards... don't think that escaping to the front line of Danjian Camp is over! My old Ai has not been in vain for years. He has already said hello, they will die there sooner or later!"

During the delay at the city gate, no one knew whether there were dead people. But it was obvious that they became Elter's punching bag. Tang En naturally didn't care about this, so he patted the other person's shoulder and comforted him.

"By the way." After recovering, Elter slapped his head and took out a stack of wrinkled gold tickets from his left arm. "That batch of smuggled goods took action, totaling 1,480 gold coins. Well, it's a bit cheaper. If it's sold to the market, it's at least 800 yuan. If it's sold to the barbarians, it's probably tens of thousands... But the situation here is different, so we can only sell it to them."

After explaining, he picked up ten large-denomination gold tickets and stuffed them into Tang En's hand, with a look of shame, "Brother, I, Lao Ai, licked my face and sent these 48 to the fallen brothers. Do you think it's okay?"

According to the rules agreed by both parties, Tang En and the others took the majority, while Elter took the small part, so there was no problem with this distribution. However, now both sides are familiar with each other. Elter felt that Tang En and the others saved him and robbed the goods again, and he was just responsible for selling it and taking so much, which was a bit worthy of being accused of. I believe that if it were not for the sake of the fallen brothers, it would be natural to help him for his friends with his personality.

"What are you saying..." Tang En shook his head and stuffed a thousand gold tickets back into Elter's hand, and reached out to take the four hundred eight. "Two hundred brothers in the heavy sword camp killed two hundred people. What can these four hundred gold coins do? Let's exchange it for a share."

He reached out to block it, "Absolutely not possible. I have taken advantage of so much..."

"Oh... it's not for nothing. If you have something to do, I'll ask my elder brother for help."

"That's even worse! If you have something to say, how can you help your friends and get money..."

...

After some push, it was not until David and the others gathered to persuade him that the stubborn Elter reluctantly agreed to the proposal of half-pointing.

Taking the extra money, Elter's face was both grateful and ashamed, so he had to thank him repeatedly and asked anxiously: "Brother Tangen, you just said that you need my help if you have something."

Tang En shook his head bitterly, handed the golden ticket in his hand to the thin monkey beside him. The money was to be sent back to the soldiers who had died spear-breaking camp. Then he said to Elter: "I want my brother to inquire about it. Well, there are many people from the Temple of Light on the front line. I want to know where a knight commander named Xia Wei'an is."

This is the real purpose of Tangen. No news has been heard from the secret agency yet. Even if he is in the Passa Level, even if he is still asking the Bran soldiers quietly, the news is extremely closed. Only by relying on people like Elter who have been on the front line for many years can we get the news as soon as possible. The reason why he asked Xia Weian instead of Sethman is that Xia Weian is more famous and it is not easy to reveal his inquiries. One word of admiration can cover it up.

"Xia Wei'an? The Flower of the Knight!" Elter was stunned when he heard this.

"Uh, it's her, brother, I know the news?" Tang En was delighted. No, is it really going to be violent... But it's obvious that the God of Light would not help him, the person who wanted to kill his younger brother. Elter shook his head: "That's not, it's just that I've heard of this famous name before. Haha, in fact, as long as I'm a soldier on the front line, I should have heard of this name. Tsk, Brother Tang En, the Knight Flower Xia Wei'an, hey... Don't worry, I'll write down this."

Showing a smile that even a man knows, Elter decided to think wrongly. Tang En naturally would not defend anything, touching his nose was considered a default. At this moment, suddenly,

Stepping... A sound of neat footsteps came from the city gate, like a war drum. Then rows of heroic soldiers wearing green armor came into sight.

"Uh... no, no, the Thunder Spear Group?"
Chapter completed!