A Million Ways To Live In A Dungeon

Chapter 315 Three One Five: The Martial King Hidden in Eastern Sichuan

Situ Xing finally ushered in a turning point in his life.

As far as he can remember, he has been sent to the border between eastern Sichuan and Northland by his father...no, he should be his father to be precise, as a soldier in Xinjiang.

Can you imagine? A four-year-old doll, who is not as big as a helmet, is learning to stand guard on the border of ice and snow.

At that time, the spear in his hand was not so much a weapon as it was used to plunge into a stake in the frozen ground to prevent this thin little baby from being blown away by the wind.

After all, he had the experience of being blown to the top of the latrine by a strong wind and unable to get up and down.

However, growing up on the border, Situ Xing has never been bullied by his colleagues.

After all, although it is common for veterans to bully recruits, veterans also have a bottom line not to bully children.

The five to six hundred soldiers here have dedicated their own youth to this frozen soil in order to protect their families and the country.

They all have their own family, and they are eager to be reunited with their own family, but the border soldiers have a heavy responsibility and can only go back once a year.

So at that time, Situ Xing suddenly appeared at the northern border, making these soldiers feel very fresh.

Of course, most soldiers with children cared for Situ Xing very much.

Moreover, because the relationship between Northland and Eastern Sichuan is okay, although it is not very friendly, there has been no dispute between the two countries since the founding of the People’s Republic of China.

This is also related to the personality of the country.

People in the North are all fighting freaks. They are only interested in hunting. As long as they eat enough, they are not interested in profit.

The national character of Eastern Sichuan is to keep one's own feet, and exports to the north are mainly food.

Therefore, the development direction of the two countries is completely opposite. Without a point of communication, it is impossible in theory to fight.

After Situ Xing arrived, many frontier soldiers in the North also heard about it and ran to the border to see this baby soldier who was only four or five years old.

Guarding the line of defense and leaving their homes, the soldiers of the two countries pinned all their thoughts about home on Situ Xing.

In this way, Situ Xing grew up to 22 years old under the care of the border soldiers of the two countries.

Veterans retired and recruits took office. After several generations, only Situ Xing stayed here.

He is probably the longest soldier here.

Since he was taken care of by the soldiers of the two countries when he was a child, Situ Xing has been guided by almost every soldier.

Knives, guns, clubs, axes, hooks and forks, he is proficient in all eighteen martial arts.

This also made Situ Xing at the age of twenty-two, with an astonishing level of lv46.

That's right, Situ Xing is also the big Martial King, and the second big Martial King in Eastern Sichuan besides Zhao Aotian is not Zheng Qian, but Situ Xing.

But Situ Zhou, or even the frontier soldiers, no one knew his rank.

The personal information of frontier soldiers is highly classified, so even retired soldiers would never mention anything about their frontier colleagues.

As a result, no one knew Situ Xing's strength in Eastern Sichuan.

Situ Xing himself did not have the idea to show off.

As for the identity of the prince.

Although Situ Zhou concealed the identity of his prince, after all, being an illegitimate child was not a glorious thing.

But Situ Xing never hated own father.

At least, after the age of eight, I no longer hate it anymore, but understand his father’s practice very well.

after all…

How good can you ask a fool to do?

That kind of idiot, just be more tolerant. I just need to be filial. For other things, when he dies, I will wipe his ass.

Situ Xing had never regarded himself as a prince at all, nor had he expected any convenience that this identity would bring to him.

He is a soldier, nothing more, nothing else.

In this way, Situ Xing has been living Wu You's carefree life in the frontier.

Seven days ago.

"There are Magical Beasts, everyone is on guard!"

On the border, all soldiers entered first-level guard.

Even the northern soldiers on the opposite side opened the line of defense and stood ready.

On the frozen snowfield, three white snow wolves rushed towards the post.

They are all two meters long, and their hair is made of ice cones.

The brown-eyed snow wolf is a deteriorating species of the red-eyed snow wolf, Magical Beasts.

It is one of the most vigilant Magical Beasts on the Northland border.

Each one has an extremely strong strength of around lv45.

Originally, these were Magical Beasts in the Northland, but for some reason they crossed the border today.

According to international conventions, soldiers on the northern side cannot cross the border and can only watch.

There are only more than 500 soldiers on the northern border.

If not handled properly, it is likely to cause heavy casualties.

Just when the soldiers didn't know what to do.

"Get out, I'll do it."

Behind the formation, a light voice broke the serious atmosphere of the soldiers.

I saw a short-haired Situ Xing passing through the defensive position, and the silver cold steel mithril armor gleaming on the snowy field.

Holding the Dragon Spine 10% off spear in hand, he walked to the forefront of the team, facing the three Magical Beasts that were running wildly from 500 meters away, his face was confident and light-hearted.

With a bang, a kick on the toe, the spear rolled in the air and landed on his shoulders, Situ Xing turned to his side and smiled: "Don't panic for everyone, keep the formation on the spot, I'll be enough."

When the soldiers heard this, the tight expression on their faces suddenly relaxed a lot.

Situ Xing is the strongest in the frontier. He must be no problem with him.

This view has long been the consensus of frontier soldiers.

While talking, the three brown-eyed snow wolves were already within a hundred meters.

Situ Xing smiled confidently, lifted his shoulders, and the ten-foot spear rolled along the upper body like a whirlwind, falling into his hands precisely.

Situ Xing opened his lunges, opened his posture, and shouted confidently, "Come on!"

After all, he stepped out in one step, and the boy with a spear in his hand rushed towards the fierce Magical Beasts like a shooting star.

…After one hour…

"Oh ah ah ah ah~"

In the dormitory of the sentry post, Situ Xing, who was tied up like a mummy, screamed like a ghost and howling.

This voice can be heard clearly on the northern side outside the border of the next door.

The orthopedist twisted his dislocated shoulder a few times and then gave a violent force.

Kaka.

"Wow ah ah ah ah~"

With another scream, several veterans who listened to him couldn't help but laughed.

"Boy, I told you to pretend to be a lone wolf, right now?"

"That is, the battle is a teamwork, at least let the Arrows shoot a few rounds, who told you to rush up without notifying us?"

"There are only three heads. What if you have ten heads like three years ago?"

On the hospital bed, Situ Xing showed only a pair of eyes and a mouth under the bandage.

Both hands and feet were cast in plaster and hung from the upper bunk.

He cried without tears: "How do I know that heads-up is so difficult to play?! There used to be colleagues to help contain it, I thought it was easy to fight."

Several veterans shook their heads and sighed.

This kid is good at everything, but sometimes he overestimates his own combat power.

Even if you are a big Martial King, it is dangerous to single out a brown-eyed snow wolf, let alone three.

But having said that, Situ Xing's ability to win singles also proves that he is indeed capable.

Such a child, who has always stayed in the frontier, is also a talented person.

Seeing him like this, he can't get out of bed if he doesn't lie down for three to five months.

Several veterans thought of this, and secretly decided that when they retired and returned to the country, they would find a way to get along with their superiors and transfer Situ Xing back to the mainland.

Such talents should not be trapped in this frontier.

He deserves to be known to the whole country of his existence.

But at this moment.

"Regent King Jinge is here~"

Outside the post, a shout broke the immersion in the post.

Regent?

Just when everyone was puzzled.

The door opened, and an old man in a gorgeous mage robe, leaning on an amethyst staff, walked into the post.

The soldiers who were caught off guard quickly knelt.

Under the old man's snow-white longevity eyebrows, a pair of fierce eyes, the first time he cast a blank face on Situ Xing.

For a long time, the old man opened his mouth, quietly speaking out the words full of wisdom...

"Xiaoxing? Damn, how did you make it into such a force?"