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Chapter 374 Very cruel, but also very real!

ps: I bow to thank the book friend "jht121" for the reward~!

"Damn it, look, I really want to beat them up!"

"Forget it, David, think about it a few days later, how many people can survive here? What's the point of competing with some dead people?"

"Uh, it makes sense... I'm sorry, Luke, I found that since you were named the Gray-clothed Arrow Marquis, your awareness has grown!"

"Get out of your mother!"

...

At noon, on both sides of the bare official road, a large group of soldiers sitting on the ground were biting the flattened yellow bread for lunch.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and Tang En looked at David and Luke who were quarreling, couldn't help but shake his head and chuckled.

A few days ago, after they set out from Vasa City, they rushed to the battlefield without stopping. However, the northern region was wide. Although they had arrived at the front line before, they were still quite a short distance from the actual battle place, which was the current location of everyone.

The soldiers sitting here are not the 30,000 soldiers of the Grey Clothing Army, there are only 5,000 people here, 2,000 gray Clothing Army and 3,000 regular soldiers. The reason for this situation is simple. It is impossible for the Bran military to let the Grey Clothing Army fully enter the battlefield. Therefore, when setting off, except for General Daniel, leading 10,000 people, the rest of the soldiers were dispersed, 1,200, and scattered into various war zones.

This arrangement is normal, and General Daniel had expected it, so he did not interfere with the random allocation of the Bran military. Tangen and the Gray Space were in Frey's spear breaking camp. After receiving the military order, they teamed up with the other two battalions of the Gray-Clothing Army and about one division of Bran to go to the destination. The Great Sword Battalion of Tyton went to another war zone, and could only say blessings to each other and separate.

Since we are now on the road with the Bran soldiers, we will naturally be provoked and sarcastic. The topic David and Luke are talking about now is the regular Bran soldiers on the other side of the official road. It has to be said that in addition to historical hatred, the Bran soldiers have an almost natural psychological superiority when facing the gray-clothed soldiers. This sense of superiority is brought into their usual words and deeds, which naturally makes David and others feel very unhappy. They want to find a sack to trap each other, and then drag it to a hidden corner, and beat the sarcastic face... Well, in fact, they really want to do this, but they were dissuaded by Frey...

As for Luke's "Grey-clothed Arrow Marquis", he shouted out after a single arrow hit the red heart of the target more than 200 meters away. Then he spread like wildfire and quickly spread among the soldiers of the Gray-clothed Army. Originally, the title should have stopped at this level. Unexpectedly, in the next few days, when the soldiers of the Gray-clothed Army were practicing in the training area, several Bran soldiers and some low-level officers came to challenge.

With the idea of ​​being the commander of the gray-clothed army, Luke agreed happily. The onlookers this time were not almost all the gray-clothed army soldiers as they did last time. Many Bran soldiers surrounded him to cheer for their companions. As a result, Luke fired three arrows in a row, easily penetrated the red heart of the target 150 meters away, which shocked the audience directly. After this battle, the title of Gray-clothed Arrow Hou also spread rapidly on the Bran soldiers, which was a foregone conclusion.

However, Luke seems to be very unaware of this title. Anyone who mentioned it in front of him would "turn aside" on the spot. However, according to Tang En, Luke should just be unacceptable, and perhaps he was a little shy, so he would naturally accept it in the future. After all, this is also a great honor, right?

After lunch, rest for a moment, the team set off again. If there is no accident, they will arrive at their destination - Paso level tonight.

However, after about half an hour, the Bran soldier walking in front suddenly felt a little commotion. It was not very obvious, but it could be seen.

"What's going on?" Tang En subconsciously turned his head to Frey and asked. Although the latter had not been on the front line for more than ten years, he was still clear about all the situation here. After all, he had been here for more than ten years.

"It's blocked. I can't see clearly... Well, I seem to see something." Frey looked at Fan and shook his head, "Let's wait a moment. You should see it right away."

The Bran soldiers in front slowed down and the atmosphere seemed very serious. After walking for a few minutes, they finally stopped. At this time, the gray-clothed army also saw the situation clearly and stopped. The scene became extremely muscular in an instant.

Not far from the right side of the official road, there was a farm with black smoke. Above it, several vulture-shaped birds hovered. Maybe the others could not be seen clearly, but the bloody corpse hanging on the sharp corners of the church and floating in the wind undoubtedly showed some things...

"Grass!" Luke, who had the sharpest eyes, seemed to have noticed something, clenched his fists, his face twisted, and a few words were found between his teeth, "This is just a fucking child..."

Tang En's expression moved slightly when he heard this. Suddenly, the cold wind in the north was everywhere, but now this intensity was absolutely impossible to blow an adult. If you say this, the only thing that can be a child...

An ugly officer came from the Bran soldiers in front of him. After talking to the commander of the Gray-Clothed Army, the team turned, stepped into the path next to the road, and walked towards the village.

It was not far away, but after walking a few steps, the Bran soldiers in front suddenly made a noise, and all kinds of angry curses sounded low. Then the gray-clothed soldiers' faces also changed, and their arms holding spears burst out.

The bloody corpse floating in the sharp corners of the church was just a little girl less than three feet tall. Under the flax hair, the palm-sized head was weak and tilted to one side. Her face was extremely ferocious and her eyes were hollow. She should have been inside, either brown or sky blue, and her agile eyes disappeared. She just shook her body and looked down below... It disappeared far more than this one, but also the skin below the little girl's neck...

"quack--"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Before the birds were singing, the bowstrings trembled, and the three black shadows of arrow branches rushed up quickly, hitting the three vulture bird heads that rushed down from above. The bird corpse fell down and landed on the roof of the tile house, then rolled down and disappeared from sight.

After doing all this, Luke put away the flying eagle bow with a pale face.

The team entered the farm in a calm atmosphere. Despite the cold wind, the smell of blood was still suffocating. As expected, there were terrible corpses. In another world, people put down the little girl's body and found a white cloth to cover it. Then they silently collected various tragic corpses and placed them in the open space west of the village.

After collecting them, everyone's faces looked even more ugly. Except for the little girl, there was no complete corpse here. Some of them seemed to be torn to pieces with external force and could not be pieced together.

If you can be a soldier, your mental quality is naturally strong, and everyone does not vomit. But this does not mean that they are not disgusted or angry... Take the example of a gray space. They have experienced countless battles of all sizes and big things, and have seen corpses piled up into mountains, and many people have been killed by their own hands. But they have never targeted innocent civilians, let alone used such cruel means!

The tomb pit had been dug, and everyone was silent for a few minutes, and then the bodies were placed in one by one.

After checking several corpses, Frey stood up and took a deep breath: "It was done by the barbarians."

"Barbarian?" Although he had already expected the torn body, Tang En frowned, "Isn't this area controlled by Bran? How could there be barbarians?"

Shaking his head, Frey said in a deep voice: "The line of defense can block the hordes of barbarians, but there will always be some omissions, so that a few barbarians can break in... After these barbarians come in, they often act the most cruelly because they know they can't go back." He paused and pointed to the farm in front of him, "For such a farm, only five barbarians can be massacred."

"Barbarian...I! Grass! You! Mother..." David, who was beside him, took a few deep breaths, his chest was undulating, his steel teeth almost shattered, and his anger turned into a word and a angrily angrily.

After patting the other party's shoulder, Tang En continued to frown and asked, "I don't understand... The war has been fighting for so long, why don't these civilians leave here and retreat to the rear?"

"This is more complicated." Frey took a few steps back and asked the soldiers to move the body in front of him. "Some people left, but some people still chose to stay. Some are single elderly people who have not had much time and do not want to die on the road to transfer, and would rather die in the countryside. More things are that they cannot afford to transfer, and they have to eat, drink, and live anywhere, and the city is not allowed to enter, so they can't be a begging vagabond... Leaving their homes and lands, they have nothing."

"Oh, this situation is very common. Not to mention that this is still in the control area, even outside, there are many farms that have not been evacuated. Of course, it is a bit self-protection. Sometimes they will avoid the mountain jungle, but they will always come back to take care of the harvest in the land. It is very dangerous, but there is no way... When I was in the army, I sometimes went to help, and many soldiers did this, but often when we went there, the farm was still there, and the next time we went there, it became ruins..."

After sighing, the wrinkles on Frey's face gathered into gullies, sad and helpless.

Tang En nodded silently. While speaking, the tomb pit had been buried. This was destined to be a tomb without a stone tablet. No one knew who they were, and even the name of the farm. Mi Xiu approached in the distance and shook his head: "Boss, I found the traces. There were about a dozen of them, but the traces disappeared in front of the mountains on the east side of the village. They could not be found in a short time."

"The barbarians are used to hunting, and they are still very good at hiding and chasing." Frey licked his chapped lips and said, "Tang, I know you are very good at chasing, but it's not possible now... Well, if they can't leave here, they will always be caught and killed."

This is a fact. Now in the army, they all have military orders and can come to bury the corpses, but it is impossible to go around the mountain to kill these barbarians. After all, the military situation is like fire, and no one knows whether it will be because they failed to arrive in time, which caused the defense line to break... It is cruel, but also very real.

"Boss, give me half a day..."

"Shut up!" Tang En glanced at David with a calm expression. The latter stuttered and bowed his head, then nodded to Frey: "Well, let's go..."
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