"This Griffin thinks I'm dead? But he still doesn't want to let go of my relatives and friends. This guy is really petty. Why don't we just kill him once?" Qin Feng threw the newspaper in his hand on the table.
As for the conscription order, Qin Feng simply ignored it. No one would know that he and Catherine existed, and they were not on the conscription list.
The only ones who will go to the battlefield are Mir, Daler, Hannah and others, and these are all mandatory.
If they don't agree, Dalaran will kill them all first.
All potential associates of Griffin will be targeted for elimination.
"Now I really want to kill him..." Qin Feng shook his shadow gloves. Most of his strength now lies in these gloves.
Catherine stopped the melon seeds in her mouth and glanced at Qin Feng, "Don't worry, someone will come to take him away. Just stay here quietly."
Qin Feng pointed to the newspaper on the table in front of him, "He is going to kill my whole family, all my relatives and friends, and you are among them. Do you really want to let him go?"
"But we are not his opponents..." Catherine spread her hands, but there was no fear on her face.
Qin Feng drooped his eyes and was a little dissatisfied with Catherine's indifferent expression. "Actually, our chances of winning are still very high. If I gather many alchemy masters to cover me, I can kill him several times until he is completely dead."
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Catherine finally put the melon seeds in her hand and said bit by bit: "This matter... I can't control it. If you can kill him within five days, that would be the best. If not, I hope you can
Stop.
I'm not saying that you should always be threatened by him. Anyway, you will soon be promoted like him, and he will leave this world by then. Maybe you will continue to deal with him in the future?"
Qin Feng was greatly surprised by Catherine's words and still wants to continue dealing with him? Why is this?
"Can you explain it more clearly? I don't quite understand..." Qin Feng came close to Catherine, only one centimeter away.
Unfortunately, I don’t know what the scarf on her face is made of, so I can’t see through it.
Catherine turned her head and looked at him face to face, her eyes were smiling, and she exhaled, "I just won't tell you."
The two were so close, with two pairs of eyes facing each other, and a trace of ambiguity filled the small room, but Qin Feng always felt that Catherine's eyes lacked a hint of agility.
Taking a slight distance away, Catherine is still the same Catherine. It seems that all the thoughts she had just now were all illusions.
After sitting back down and looking out the window, the alchemists outside also began to pack their bags. They were also called into the army.
Qin Feng calmed down his tone and said: "I believe you only need five days to return, but he will definitely die."
Catherine waved her hands frivolously, "Okay, okay, it's up to you to decide whether he lives or dies."
In fact, Catherine didn't know when the people to fetch Griffin would arrive. The five days was just her estimate.
Catherine stood up and then disappeared in a ball of water.
Qin Feng was stunned, "Why are you leaving in such a hurry? I haven't told her about joining the army yet."
Looking at the empty room, Qin Feng was a little idle, leaning on the back of the sofa and looking up at the ceiling, his eyes empty.
He is thinking about how to use his existing strength to defeat Griffin.
As the sun sets, the sky in Dalaran is purer than other places, and the orange-red sunlight from outside shines in.
A squeak...
The sound of the door opening sounded, and Mir, wearing a red alchemy robe, walked in.
After closing the door, seeing Qin Feng's appearance at this moment, Mir came to him lightly.
He bent down and reported in a low voice: "Sir, I have contacted Hannah and the others, but they have all been recruited into the Dalaran army."
"Dalaran army?" Qin Feng repeated softly. He was not surprised by this situation.
The world outside is going crazy...
Qin Feng stood up and faced the door, his pupils deep and a little crazy, "Catherine and I will also join the army, please make arrangements."
Mir was startled, then lowered his eyes, bent slightly and said, "Yes, sir."
The Sixth Legion of Dalaran, this is a newly formed legion, which is composed of some newly captured strong men and some mercenaries.
It can be said that it is a miscellaneous brand, but as the birthplace of alchemists, Dalaran, especially the reform of Fullmetal Alchemy in recent years, has allowed Dalaran to be the first to complete the construction of a modern army.
Its national power is also the strongest among the Eastern countries, and in recent years it has become the vague leader among all Eastern countries.
Although the personnel of the newly formed Sixth Legion of Dalaran this time are not very good, their equipment is indeed first-rate.
While other eastern countries still mainly use steam firearms and alchemical firearms are owned by elite troops, the Sixth Legion of Dalaran is already exclusively equipped with alchemical firearms.
Among them, the legion commander's personal guards already use repeating alchemy guns, which are a bit like AKs and have bayonets attached to them.
Not only that, the Sixth Legion has the same equipment as other elite legions. It has an alchemical mobile small battle fortress, similar to a tank, except that it uses mechanical legs instead of tracks, and three gun barrels protrude from the square iron box.
It also has an alchemist airship and an alchemist brigade. If other legions have them, the Sixth Legion also has them.
The Sixth Legion of Dalaran was placed fifty miles east of Dez City, which is a plain.
Currently, there are only 20,000 people here, which is still far from the full complement of 100,000 people, but today is the day they will set out.
They will pick up the soldiers who have been prepared for them on the way, as well as the subsequent new soldiers transported to them from other cities.
This made everyone feel the urgency of the war, especially the members of the Sixth Army who were even more anxious because they had not undergone strict training. Strictly speaking, the longest time they had touched a gun was no more than three days.
What made them most desperate was that the country of Dalaran sent their own legion.
Obviously, they are cannon fodder used to explore the road.
On this day, Qin Feng walked into this lifeless place under the leadership of Mir.
The two soldiers at the gate of the camp leaned against the door with their arms folded, pulling down their military caps to cover their eyes. Even Mir and Qin Feng did not react when they entered the camp.
There were still some patrols inside, which gave Qin Feng a little hope for them. But after seeing those patrols, the last trace of luck in Qin Feng's heart disappeared.
The patrols all had their heads drooped and walked sparsely. The alchemy guns on their bodies were placed randomly. Seeing Qin Feng and the two of them were like meeting their own neighbors.
"Hey, Rang Rang, you're blocking our way..." the patrol captain shouted from a distance before Qin Feng and the two came close.
Mir and Qin Feng took a step back and watched the patrol leave in front of them.
Qin Feng was completely disappointed with them. If he met other bandits, Qin Feng doubted without hesitation that they would choose to abandon their armor.
"Let's go, take me to see the legion commander here. I want to see if he is also so decadent..." Qin Feng patted Mir on the shoulder.
Passing through the slightly neat camp, we came to the army camp in the middle.
The guard at the door said weakly: "Stop, what do you want to do?"
Mir stepped forward and skillfully pressed the 100 Le coins into his palm, "We want to see the commander of Biff's army."
The guard happily looked at the money in his hand, then waved his hand, "Go in."
Mir stepped forward and opened the curtain until one person could walk in.
Qin Feng bent down slightly to prevent his head from hitting the edge of the tent.
The moment he walked into the camp, a strong smell of alcohol rushed into Qin Feng's mouth and nose from all directions.
Qin Feng couldn't help but raise his hands to cover his mouth and nose. This army commander couldn't be an alcoholic...
Lifting his eyelids slightly, Qin Feng saw a fat man lying with his upper body slumped in front of him.
He was wearing a large, tailor-made military uniform, his eyes were blurred, and he was pouring the wine bottle in his hand.
"belch……"
A long burp of wine startled his drunken eyes away, and then he saw the figure in front of him.
Taking another sip of the wine in the flask, Commander Biff said calmly: "Are you here to bring me wine? Put the wine aside. If you have any conditions, just tell me... As long as I can
Whatever is done will be done for you."
It has been a while since he came in. Qin Feng has already adapted to the smell here, so he put down his hands on his mouth and nose and said with a smile: "Since you are so straightforward, I will tell you straight to the point."
"Tell me, tell me, as long as I have wine, everything will be easy. Anyway, I'm going to die, so I just want to have a good drink before I die." Biff sighed, almost all the decadence in his tone.
Reached the top.
He has given up on himself...
Biff stretched his neck and took a look at the two of them. Seeing that their hands were empty, he shook his head and said, "But it seems that you didn't bring any wine. In that case, I won't help you."
Mir explained in Qin Feng's ear: "Commander Biff is a scapegoat abandoned by the military. According to Dalaran's military regulations, if the army is defeated miserably, it is better for the commander to die in battle. If he escapes or escapes, he
He and his family will be punished.
But the current situation is that the newly formed Sixth Army is sent out, and in the eyes of everyone, it is just cannon fodder for testing, and the defeat is obvious."
I see. In that case, it would be much easier to deal with a person who has no hope of living and will give up on himself as long as he has alcohol.
"I want the command of the Sixth Army." Qin Feng said lightly: "I can give you endless wine."
Move your right hand, the Tai Chi pattern appears, and the flowing light forms a wine jar.
The mud seal on it was opened by Qin Feng on the spot, and a more mellow smell of wine wafted out from inside.
Biff's eyes suddenly widened and his throat trembled. He didn't care that he was still barefoot and quickly ran down from the platform. He raised his hands to snatch the Erguotou from Qin Feng's hand.
But in a burst of light, the wine jar in Qin Feng's hand disappeared again, which made Biff miss it.