MTL - Ultimate Assassin System-v3 Chapter 913 Brain powder

A few days later, in the afternoon. . .

The light rain in the winter was a bit annoying. Although the rain was not heavy, it was extremely cold in the cold wind. Looking away, the gloomy gloomy sky seemed lonely and depressed.

However, at the foot of the mountain, this is obviously a temporary military station, but it has not been affected by this climate. The surrounding checkpoints were located, and the guard wearing the cold armor stood straight, squinting to observe the surroundings from time to time, looking alert, as if he did not feel the biting ice cold at all, and his mental state was extremely concentrated. In the station, although there were not many people moving around between tents of different sizes, the soldiers patrolling back and forth did not take the slightest care. They patrolled meticulously and encountered rain conditions when there were no tents. That is, leaving someone to help, take a hand, say thank you, simple interaction, like a little white flower in the black sludge, a touch of aroma, a touch of warmth, and the haze over the sky is slightly removed ...

In the middle position, a slightly larger tent. The buzzing sound, water droplets splashed, the tarpaulin curtain was lifted from the inside, and a burly middle-aged big man quickly walked out. First, turn carefully to cover the curtains, so as not to let coldness invade, then look up and stand in the rain on both sides, nodded with **** guards in his eyes, and whispered softly, "Go and rest. I'll take a look."

"Captain all right, we can still insist ..."

"I know, but the leader just closed his eyes and rested, and he won't use you at half past one. It's better to take a good rest and relax your spirits. You still need to watch at night."

"Yes." Seeing this middle-aged big man insisting, the two guards hesitated a little and nodded and left.

Inhaled. The middle-aged man with the same bloodshot in his eyes wiped the rain on his face. Shake your head. Press the hilt to stay in the center of the curtain.

His name was Victor, and he was the leader of the Greys, and the captain of Josiah's guard. Oh, the responsibilities have changed a bit in the recent period. Although it is still the captain's right, but Josiah's security issues are no longer solely responsible for him, but handed over to another group of people who have just arrived in the Grey Army. And he Victor, now more like a juggling role ...

Do not misunderstand. Victor was not jealous, and he had no regrets. The reason is this. The group of people from the gray space is indeed better and more professional than their guards! And when it is clear that the gap between the two sides is too great, the idea of ​​jealousy cannot be brought up ... not to mention, both sides have the same purpose and everything is for the sake of the leader!

"grown ups……"

"Shh!"

A team of patrolmen passed by and saw Victor, who was guarding the door in person, suddenly hesitated. As soon as he was about to exit to salute, Victor quickly made a snoring gesture. Pointed at the tent behind him.

The patroller would come over in no time and nodded. Silent salute, passed by lightly.

Needless to say, the inside of the tent was of course Josiah who had just rested her eyes closed in Victor's mouth.

For the new leader who has been in office for less than two years, all members of the Grey Army have respect and respect. From the moment these subconscious steps are taken lightly, for fear of disturbing her rested patrols, she will be able to get a glimpse.

And Josiah deserves this respect. He led the retired army to retreat to the depths of 100,000 mountains, continuously encouraged and even led by demonstrations to lead the army and civilians to share their sufferings, and then decided to shoot 100,000 mountains in just one year.果 The battlefield ... Nothing seems to be able to overwhelm her seemingly thin body. No matter how difficult the problem is or how difficult it is, she can always deal with it calmly. Her mental state is always so vigorous, whether on the battlefield, in the wounded barracks, or in the people's residence, etc., as long as it is the site of the gray clothing, you can always see her figure, also I can see her kind smile, she never seems tired ...

But everyone is tired!

First, after the people realized the problem, she would always persuade her to take more rest and not to worry about it. Every time she always smiled and nodded to promise, but turned around and still walked away. Sometimes she is severely persecuted by adults, and she always has an excuse for sophistry. For example, she has rested just now, and then pulls the certificate of the guard who greeted in advance, until no guard is willing to prove that she has a new one. Excuses, for example, that you are a magician, and your mental state is housekeeping, so you will not be tired ...

Hehe ... Looking at the misty rain in the distance, Victor shook his head gently and smiled silently.

Well, this excuse is really tried and tested. Because there are no other magicians in the Grey Clothing besides her, it is impossible to discern the truth of these words. And over time, looking at the always-spirited leader, the simple people also believed this excuse, and they felt that they were indeed noble and mysterious magicians, and ordinary people really couldn't match them ...

Victor shook his head again with a bitter smile. Of course, as a guardian around him, he certainly knew how tired and exhausted the mysterious magician was. Especially in the last few days ...

The barbarians suddenly attacked, completely disrupting the planned deployment here. Although the command section has been divided into two places, one left and one right guarding the deadly main road, there is no danger of being wiped out by a net, but after all, war broke out inevitably.

After fighting with Bran for decades, the enemy turned into a barbarian, which made the gray army very uncomfortable, and also made the leader Josiah more stressed.

Although he had fought with the purple cannon and the soldiers who were not afraid of death and desperately resisted in the early stages, he suffered a loss with the barbarian army and was considered a tie. But everyone can see that this stalemate will not last. In fact, the barbarian army is like a nail, inserted into the heartland of the gray army. It's just that the effect is not obvious now, and once it is completely penetrated, the strength of the mention will be released. At that time, the gray-clad army divided into two will inevitably face a situation where the strong man breaks his wrist and will damage one of them ...

Regardless of the leader, Victor looked numb at the body of the robe Ze that was constantly being carried down and buried there. There are wounded soldiers everywhere, dead people everywhere, graves everywhere, and no one knows what to do ... Only Josiah is always nailed to a high place somewhere on the battlefield like a banner, silently hammering on his body. Former drum, thunderous. The soldiers below were accompanied by a drum beat that never stopped. It is like a wild tide, and it is crazy to attack with a knife ...

The battle was fought by soldiers. Command is the responsibility of generals at all levels. The leader stood so lonely on the battlefield and silently struck the drums. It seemed that he had not played any role. But a more interesting phenomenon is that the leader stands in the position every day, no matter how close to the front line, but never lost!

Like a silent signal, but also a clear symbol. Josiah didn't mobilize to order, but all the gray soldiers looked at the leader's place every day. It also knows where the goal is today-let alone winning, if you lose, you can't retreat to the leader anyway, and bring the danger over!

The result is of course that there are more times when you lose, and some positions are lost almost every day, some are strategically discarded, and some are really not beaten, but no matter which one, the soldiers did not have much frustration when they fell off at night . Because they have achieved today's goal. The leader was not disappointed, and the leader was protected. So they are proud. The next day, I took this reassurance to fight the barbarians again ... This scene, it seems that the outcome of the battle with the barbarians is far more important than whether the leader is disappointed!

Of course, the leader appeared on the battlefield with drums every day, and naturally attracted the attention of the barbarian general. It seems to understand the reason why these Bran miscellaneous soldiers are so crazy, and the barbarians are crazy, and every day it is a pile of heavy soldiers rushing to the leader's position ... ha ha ...

Victor grinned again, not this time with a grin, but with a smug smile.

Because Victor understood Josiah's intentions at the time, yes, this is actually a small trap! The barbarians piled up heavy soldiers in an attempt to kill the leader, but didn't they know that such an obvious intentional tactical plan made it very simple to make a targeted arrangement here. The battle has also changed from the original multi-point defense, to now only need to defend one point!

This is undoubtedly a good thing for the gray clothing army, which is increasingly difficult to support. The only thing that is unsettling is the safety of the leader of the bait.

In fact, several times Barbarians almost succeeded ...

After paying a huge price every day, there are always more or less barbarians who can break through the various defense lines and reach the high ground! At that time, if it were n’t for the members of the gray space who took over the security issue of the boss, they would have appeared several times, and they would survive the last line of defense of the highlands, and the consequences would be disastrous ...

Fortunately, it's just a surprise. The leader still appeared on the battlefield with the drums on time every day. He ignored the environment surrounding the corpses and killed the cruel Shura field, but just bowed his head, his ponytail hairs rose from time to time, and he quietly waved the mallet. Drumming,

One, one, one ...

咚 —— 咚 —— 咚 ——

In the end, the dawn came! Just this morning, when the leader appeared again and again with the drums, and when the soldiers entered the battlefield position again, when the bleak sun rose completely, they did not see the barbarians who rushed crazy in the past ...

Return! The barbarian retreated!

Thinking of this, Victor, who immediately raised his fist, still could not help but waved in the void, his face full of excitement and excitement, it seemed that the last drum beat in the morning still echoed, the leader of Josiah raised his head for the first time and waved his hammer Shouting hard, 'We have won! ‘Then, deafening cheers! !! !!

And then, just now, the leader was wrapped in a thick wound on his hands, and for the first time he slept with his eyes closed at the desk during the day.

The corner of his mouth slightly raised, and he smiled, thinking of Josiah who had reminded her of the previous moment to remind her to visit the wounded barracks, but the next moment she muttered a murmur and lay directly on the table. Victor shook his head, At that time, he was so frightened that he thought a barbarian assassin had come in. Later, it was determined that Johia was so tired that he fell asleep ...

Sleep, sleep, it's best to sleep for a while ...

With this in mind, Victor's look was more vigilant, and he wasn't worried that there were barbarian assassins. It was a problem that David, the gray space, was responsible for solving. He now only wanted to rule out any sources of noise around the tent so that he would not suddenly wake up to Josiah inside. Well, isn't this light rain really good time ...

When Victor was thinking about whether to add another layer of barrier to the tent and directly isolate the raindrops falling on the tent, he stepped on and stepped on the water hurriedly.

Frown, turn your head, frown.

Not far away, the whole body was stained with mud. The head was a general with a very deep eye socket and a very tired general. His left arm seemed to be injured and fixed on a wooden board. It was not convenient to move around.

"I've seen General Frey. Masters and adults." Victor rushed forward. Salutation greeted.

That's right. It was the high-ranking army, Frey, and the generals who resisted on the other side of the main road. It should also be discovered that the barbarians' army had been withdrawn this morning, and it was found here through the main battlefield.

"Haha, it's Victor. Why are you guarding yourself today?" It was Frei who started, patted Victor on the shoulder, apparently familiar with the latter, "How about the leader? Okay?"

"General, rest assured. Lord Boss is all right." Pausing, looking at Frey and others, Victor looked a little hesitant. "Are you here to see the Chief now? But she just fell asleep soon ..."

Upon hearing a word, Frey and others understood it. What character of Josiah they know very well, there is only one possibility to fall asleep during the day, and that is indeed tired.

"It doesn't matter, uh, let's wait for the leader to wake up ..."

Waiting for Frey's voice to land, stunned. A slightly lazy voice suddenly came out of the tent, "Is it Brother Frey? Come in and talk."

"Uh ..." Frey frowned. Victor, who looked at his bitter smile and shook his head, turned and opened the curtain. He also knew that he had awakened Josiah, and his expression was a little awkward. But now that Josiah had noticed it, of course it was impossible to turn away and leave now, only to enter the account first.

It was true that Josiah had just woke up, and her eyes were half-open and half-swollen with a little swollen eyes, and she drank it with cold tea at this time, as if she wanted to use it to dispel the drowsiness that could not leave her.

"I'm sorry for the boss, bother you for a rest." As soon as he entered the tent, Frey immediately apologized.

Putting down the glass, Josiah waved indifferently: "Brother Frey, what did you say ... Hey, are you injured?" But when he saw Frey's left arm fixed with a wooden board, he asked in surprise. Road.

"It's okay, it's just a small injury to the broken bone, which can be healed in a few days." Frey, who spent most of his life training on the battlefield, certainly didn't care about these small arm injuries. In fact, for them, as long as the parts are still It was just minor injuries.

But Josiah frowned when he saw this: "Have you been treated? Those temple priests ... Brother Frei, you must have taken someone to the front battlefield yourself, haven't you?"

Frei suddenly felt a little embarrassed, as if guessed by Josiah, and scratched his head: "It's really just a minor injury, um, an accidental command was scouted by a barbarian, and he had to lead a soldier to break through. This is not my intentional risk. "

No details, but in a few words anyone can imagine the emergency situation at the time. Although the Grey Army was divided into two before, it was only a simple rough division. In terms of overall strength, there is undoubtedly more soldiers on Frey's side, and their combat effectiveness is stronger, so the pressure on them will naturally increase. And Frey, the commander, only injured his left arm. I have to say that this is a very lucky thing ...

After the phrase, Frey noticed that Josiah's hands were wrapped in thick wounds, like a bear's paw, and she looked suddenly surprised: "Boss your hand?"

"Oh, ah, stunned." Waving the white bear's paw inadvertently, Josiah passed the same simple words. It's not that I don't want to explain it, it's really dizzy and I don't know where to explain it for a while. What can i say Say that you have been drumming for a few days, and the palm of your hand is slightly cracked, and you are strained? Then I must explain why I play the drums well ... Well, it's better to just take a sentence and take it directly.

Although it felt a little weird to slap two palms at once, Frei didn't ask. Knowing that there are no major problems, just fine. Quickly asked, "Boss, isn't the barbarian suddenly retreating this time ... uh, he did it?"

The retreat of the barbarians was really weird this time. Although the gray army was playing well, it was definitely not scary. If it hadn't been for the scouts, it must have been determined that the barbarians were abandoning the position they had taken so hard to occupy, and gradually withdrew from the battlefield. Josiah, Frey, and others are a bit unbelievable. You must know that the barbarians are now dominant. If they persist for a few more days, the main course is bound to be penetrated.

In this way, the reason for the retreat of the barbarians must not come from the battlefield, but should come from outside the battlefield ...

Before Tang En went to the front line, a member of Tommy's gray space gave a message to acquaintances such as Josiah and Frey, and told them to insist on it. He would solve it ... So, after the barbarians retreated abnormally, Frey Naturally, she immediately thought of Tang En, and hurried to verify.

However, because Tang En ’s name is still taboo in the Gray Army, despite knowing that most of the people in the scene are aware of Tang En ’s affairs ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~, Frey halted the emergency when he was halfway talking.

Of course, Josiah knew who he was in Frey's mouth, his lips rose slightly, and he nodded without hesitation: "Well, it's him!"

Such an affirmation made Frei stunned: "The leader has received the news? Did he really ... uh, kill the barbarian commander?"

Josiah shook her head, but confidently the gas field remained unchanged: "I didn't receive it, I don't know, but I know it was he who allowed the barbarian to retreat!"

After a moment, he took it for granted and asked, "Is this the only one I think is familiar with this scene? The gray-clad army is in danger, and then he comes out to turn the tide. He has done this a few times, eh, Of course, it's a bit of love, haha ​​... but can you think of other reasons besides him? "

Frey and others heard each other face to face, and when it comes to this, they basically have nothing to say, just like a brain fan, then you decide what to do ...

"Well, the boss said so ... that's him ..."

………… (To be continued ...)