The sun at noon hung high above the head, casting its light condescendingly on the two young Saqi men who were lying prone on the ground. Their coarse cloth coats were already soaked with sweat, and their limbs were twitching from time to time, as if they had just suffered some kind of cruel torture.
"What's wrong? Are you tired already?"
"No... no problem, I can still... continue!"
"Okay, let's do it again. Let's get started."
Scenes like this have become Alan and Glock's daily life since the late winter month.
Larum's training intensity for the two of them was much higher than the young people expected. They would get up at dawn every day, ranging from running with weights, climbing and jumping training, to basic combat skills and weapons training.
The confrontation with actual combat, except for occasional rest and eating, did not come to an end until the sun sank into the ground and 'Tess' hung in the air. Then the next day, the cycle started all over again.
The effect of the training was immediate. In the first three or four days, Alan felt that almost every part of his body was whining. He had to try his best every morning to convince himself not to give up. It was the presence of Glock that inspired him - no matter what,
Not being looked down upon by this underage boy has become an important belief that keeps him going.
And the change came equally quickly. After getting a little familiar with the training, he felt that he was stronger and more agile every day than before. In comparison, the 'combat skills' he had learned before were not worth mentioning at all.
The boy next to him was slightly inferior. 'Father' explained that Glock's body has not yet fully matured and naturally cannot be compared with adults - he then told the boy that the current training can lay a solid foundation for him.
, he will continue to benefit from this in the next few years, and the final return may not be worse than Alan.
Alan didn't care about that. He only cared about when he could meet his father's requirements and join him in battle to kill the enemy. However, he never thought that after the sixteenth day of training, his father would call him and Glock in front of him.
, looked at them with satisfied eyes for a while, and then spoke.
"During this period, you have performed very well, especially Alan." He said with obvious relief, "Don't slack off from now on. The task of protecting the Grizzly Bear Tribe will be left to you."
Alan was stunned for several seconds before he realized the meaning of this sentence. 'Father' planned to leave the tribe, so he trained them and gave him the task of protecting the tribe -?
Yes, he had hoped that Lalum could agree to the silver-haired woman's request and embark on a journey again to do things that could truly demonstrate his abilities; instead of spending his whole life guarding a tribe of only a few hundred people.
But now is wartime. Leaving the army without permission is not only dangerous, but also not allowed by military laws——
"Where are you going, father?" he couldn't help asking anxiously, "Is there anything important?"
The man looked into Alan's eyes, nodded slowly, and lowered his voice, "I have done some research in the past few days. Letting the war continue will be harmful to the Sachi people. For the future of the whole clan, I need to convince the leader of the coalition forces,
Stop this worthless war."
Persuasion - How can the leader of the Sachi people be so easy to persuade? Having said that, does 'father''s decision to make such a decision have something to do with the news brought by Glock? If so, he who passed the news to his father,
We should also take responsibility for this, Alan thought.
He clenched his fists and made his suggestion with a little excitement, "Let me go with you, father, I can help you."
"No." Lalum shook his head and rejected his proposal, "Protecting the Grizzly Bear Tribe from foreign enemies is the reason why I will train you in the past ten days, and the task you must complete.
.As for other things, your ability is not enough."
"I... understand." Alan looked at the man's expression and knew that there was no room for negotiation on this matter. He was silent for a moment and asked, "So, when do you plan to leave?"
"Now." Larum replied, and added in a low voice, "Don't feel disappointed, Alan. Everyone has their own responsibilities that must be fulfilled, and I am the same as you."
Alan nodded reluctantly. The boy next to him turned his head back and forth, watching the conversation between the two, as if he still hadn't figured out what was going on.
About a quarter of an hour later, the man left quickly with his simple luggage. Alan stared at his father's back gradually disappearing in the dark night, and tried to call him several times, but in the end he was unable to say a word.
"So... Brother Alan, what exactly does uncle want to do? Talk to the big boss?" After a moment of silence, the young man tugged on Alan's sleeve and asked softly.
"Of course it's not that simple." Alan replied word for word, forcing down the emotions surging in his heart, "I don't know how my father is going to 'convince' the leader. He may have had the idea of not coming back from the beginning.
, that’s why he said such things to me.”
"But..." The young man seemed to have difficulty understanding the meaning of Alan's words. He was silent for a while and shook his head vigorously, "Then what are we going to do? Uncle is a very good person, and... I want to continue to pay tribute to him.
He is studying."
Alan suddenly turned his head and stared at the young man until he saw that the young man was a little embarrassed and then raised the corners of his lips slightly.
——This is not his idea alone. What’s more, compared to the so-called responsibilities and tasks, what he wants is to follow his inner voice.
"That's right," he said. "Even if I can't help my father, I can't just wait for news - and who knows. Do you want to come with me, Glock?"
"Ah...yes, yes!" The young man nodded hurriedly.
"Then rest first and set off tomorrow morning." Alan looked at the night sky full of stars and made a decision, "We need to wait until father is far enough away - in this way, even if he finds out that I have not followed his request, he will
It’s too late to stop me.”
…
In the early morning of the next day, the two of them packed up and left the makeshift camp set up the day before. Alan recalled the direction in his last impression, confirmed the route using the skills his father had taught him a few days ago, and walked through the dense woods again, heading south.
go.
"It's a pity that the bracelet was damaged by those damn Elna people." He complained, "But this way, my father won't know that I disobeyed his order."
"But..." The young man still seemed a little worried, "Isn't there something wrong with not listening to uncle?"
He patted the boy's head and said, "Don't think so much. That's what my father said. In fact, he definitely hopes to see us again, no matter where we are. Trust me."
The young man nodded in understanding and tried to move his legs to keep up with Alan.
There were no other accidents on this trip. The two of them carried enough dry food and drinking water for three days. After resting for about an hour at noon, they got up and continued on their way. The Saqi people's pace was never slow. In the early morning of the second day, two people
People have arrived near the front line and are looking at the vast camp area where the First Army is located from a distance.
Unlike the Third Army, which had been slacking off all night, the camp here was still brightly lit even late at night. Soldiers armed with axes or giant swords patrolled back and forth inside and outside the camp in groups of two. They also wore strong cloth
A, however, both the weapons and the uniforms they wore looked much better than those of the Third Army.
The two of them are currently more than a hundred meters away from the camp. With the barrier of the woods and the night, they can not be discovered for the time being. But if they try to get closer or wait until dawn tomorrow, Alan does not think that the two of them will be able to avoid many patrols.
gaze.
This is just one of countless frontline camps. He must find a way to confirm where his father is or find the location of the coalition leader, he thought.
It's probably not a good idea to directly pretend to be soldiers of the First Army. Even if their combat prowess is recognized, as new recruits, they can't move freely between camps. As for forcibly obtaining the information they want - he looked at the soldiers of the same race.
With his strong body, he knew that after more than ten days of training, he was no different from those people. It was almost impossible to use force to take away a soldier, or to force his way in and out.
The only thing they can rely on is force... This is the frontline camp... In other words, the place closest to the war. A thought flashed through his mind, and he turned his head and looked at the young man beside him.
"Glock, are you afraid of going to the battlefield?"
The young man shook his head, "I'm not afraid now. Brother Alan, what do you want to do?"
"Let's go to the front and blend into the friendly forces that will go out to fight tomorrow." He said decisively, "The Sachi people in battle will not reject any companions. If we can achieve results, it will be easier for us to gain trust."