Iron Powder and Spellcasters

   Chapter 252 Bells

   Hundreds of soldiers are striding towards Antlers Town.

   It is strange that there are no sergeants with halberds and armour in the column to maintain order, nor can they see officers riding tall horses and wearing gorgeous uniforms.

   In addition to soldiers, only soldiers.

   A horse came in the opposite direction, the rider narrowed his eyes, trying to find the commander among the soldiers.

  A certain bald man waved his arms at the rider impatiently.

The    rider happily ran up to the colonel, subconsciously raising his hand to salute.

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Colonel    also changed into coarse clothes, and his face was smeared with ashes.

   But his bald head was too conspicuous no matter what he wore, so he made a dirty linen liberty hat.

   At first glance, this bald guy really looks like a rude peasant - just a little too rich.

   "The rebels are on the road between Antlers Town and Iris Castle!" The rider hurriedly said: "A lot of military flags! Not to mention thousands of people!"

   "Fake!" Gaisa dismissed: "If the rebels really have a thousand elite soldiers, do they still need to take risks? Put on a stance and fight with us, won't it be over?"

  The rider scratched his head.

   "But the cavalry of the rebels is decent." Gaisa's eyes lit up, and his voice was full of admiration: "If we can get it, it won't be a waste of time for us to work hard."

The mounts of the    officers were gathered by Gaisa to strengthen his scouts. Even so, Geisa's cavalry was far less than his opponent's.

   It’s not that Baishan County does not produce horses, but that the war horses have long been requisitioned.

   "Then I will go down and let everyone try not to hurt the horse?" The rider asked tentatively.

  Gaisa's seven orifices were on fire and his five internal organs were smoking: "How can you deal with cavalry if you don't kill the horse? Before the battle is won, you want to divide the spoils first?"

   The rider giggled.

  Gisa held his forehead and sighed: "Has the messenger sent to the towns returned?"

"Come back a little closer, not far away." The rider stopped his smile and replied sternly: "Don't worry, the militias in the towns should have been gathering. As for the villages below... the peasants are ghosts! We can't get food, I I don't believe the rebels can get it."

   "Did you demolish the bridge in Lin County?"

   "It's all torn down."

   "Okay! The rebels who can follow the bandit leader to Baishan County must be veterans and the main force. Kill one less and one less." Gaisa sneered: "Don't let one go."

  …

  Baeksan County is surrounded by water on three sides and backed by mountains on one side, so it is naturally closed.

   Winters is currently located in the hinterland of White Mountain County - between Antlers Town and Iris Castle.

  Reported by reconnaissance and riding, the enemy's vanguard was less than ten kilometers away from Antlers Town.

   Winters had carefully considered that if he were to command the enemy, he would deploy the formation after arriving at Antlers Town and flank from more than three directions.

  This is the opponent's territory, as long as it falls into a rout, you can't run away.

   But Winters wasn't in a hurry.

   He called together the acting centurions and acting sergeants of the three centurions.

   A total of twelve people lined up, each taking a map from Winters.

   "There is a university question in the map, which is what Lieutenant Colonel John Jesska told me." Winters motioned for everyone to sit down.

   His subordinates sat in front of him as if they were in evening classes on weekdays.

Winters propped his chin and looked at his old department in turn: "The one of you who has known me the longest, more than a year; the one who is later than me, less than three months. I want to learn the map in three months, that is Daydreaming."

   "That's right." He changed the subject and smiled: "As long as you have a head on your shoulders, not a stone. You won't get lost with a map, and three months of study is more than enough."

   An acting centurion from Wolf Town burst out laughing, and the junior acting sergeants did not know why.

   "Bart Shalling!" Winters raised his eyebrows: "What are you laughing at?"

  …

  Bart Xialing is from Nanxin Village, Wolf Town. He was tall and had a boxy face, and he was easy to spot in a crowd.

When the   Wolf Town Militia Team drew lots, he was the first to be drawn. So Winters remembered the big man all at once.

   During the Battle of the Great Wasteland, he was promoted to sergeant. Now, he is the acting centurion.

  …

  Bart Xia Ling tried his best to hold back his laughter, blushed and replied, "Report to the centurion, there is nothing!"

   "Presumptuous! I don't know what you're laughing at?"

After    stopped his subordinates from offending their superiors, Winters returned to the topic.

"I won't hide the situation from you - the situation is very critical." Winters analyzed casually: "The enemy is encircling here, at least six times as strong as us. This is the enemy's old lair for many years, a nearby village. , town, none of them will help us."

The    relaxed atmosphere gradually disappeared, and the expressions of Winters' newly promoted commanders unconsciously turned serious.

   "You can't fight recklessly, but you can't fight it. Even if we can fight it, we have to fight to the fullest." Winters continued: "The goal of containing the enemy army has been successfully completed, and it is time to triumph."

   He tapped the map in his hand: "Give you this thing, do you understand what it means?"

  Bart Xialing hurriedly asked, "Want to split up and withdraw?"

"That's right!" Winters nodded. "Even if you retreat, you have to have rules. Going together, the target is too big and easy to bite. The enemy commander expects me to get the troops together - he does. Think beautifully!"

  The crowd laughed.

"Listen!" Winters' eyes flashed with coldness, and his smile was cold and confident: "The attack is about dividing and attacking, this time I have to do the opposite, break it into pieces, first disperse and then retreat. The enemy army The commander underestimated me, thinking that this old trick would be able to block me in Baishan County. Then I will teach the old senior a free lesson! But the success or failure of this battle is ultimately in your hands!"

   Twelve new commanders straightened their backs and waited to receive orders.

   "Bart Shalling!" Winters called the first name.

"Yes!"

   Winters called Xia Ling to his side, sent an arrow to the latter, pointed at the map and explained:

"You take three ten-man teams and follow Lieutenant Cellini's horse team. You have to go to brine town first, then turn south from here, go south along this river all the way to Nanshan Town! Go to Baishan Town! The county military horse farm copied it for me!"

"Yes!"

"People, animals, only bring things with long legs, and burn the rest for me! After leaving Nanshan Town, follow the foothills westward, avoiding villages and towns. Here!" Winters clicked on the map [Mudi Town]: "I arranged for the boat to wait here. As long as you reach the river bank, someone will pick you up across the Anya River."

   "Yes!" Bart Shalling laughed majestically and raised his hand to salute.

   Winters handed Xia Ling a horse head pawn: "Retell your route."

  Bart Shalling took the chess piece and walked over the map completely.

   "Not bad." Winters punched his subordinate in the shoulder: "Next!"

   Another acting centurion came up.

Winters sent an arrow and a chess piece, and continued to explain on the map: "You also bring three ten-man teams, just walk to the southwest for me. Go through the ditch here and go all the way to the end. This area The village is relatively dense, so you have to rush through the night and head straight to the Anya River. As long as you get here, there will be a boat to pick you up..."

   Twelve acting centurions and acting sergeants took the iron arrows in turn, and Winters arranged a route for each of them.

Before    came to White Mountain County, Winters collected boats and arranged four crossing points on the Anya River - this is how Andre crossed the river.

  According to the original plan, as long as he can lead his troops to any of them, he can withdraw all three of his centenaries.

  There are four sets of evacuation plans for crossing the river around, and this time they all come in handy.

   "Each of you is carefully selected by me, each of you's abilities are taught by me, and each of your retreat routes is personally formulated by me.

  You will lead 20 or 30 soldiers to act in the enemy area. If you take a wrong step, you will be in the abyss. I am not sure if you can return to Tiefeng County alive. "

   Having said this, Winters laughed with tears in his eyes:

   "But our army is going to grow, and sooner or later you will command more soldiers and take on more difficult tasks. I can't always be by your side to supervise and command you.

   This is your first trial! Failure is failure, there is no second chance. By passing, you have proved that you are qualified to move forward! Whether it is real gold or yellow iron, you will know when you refine it! I am waiting for you in Tiefeng County! Disband! "

  …

   As soon as the garrison troops in Baishan County entered Antlers Town, Colonel Gisa was taken aback.

   "Disappeared?" Gisa stared at the scouts, yelling at the scouts: "Fuck! What do you mean by disappearing?"

  Captain Hudson replied with a livid face: "The rebel troops rolled up their flags and ran away."

   "Where did you run to?" Gisa yelled, "Can a living person still get into a crack in the ground?"

   "The key is not knowing where to run!" Hudson also gritted his teeth: "It's like... It's like running in all directions at the same time!"

  Gesar immediately led the leading troops to the last position where the Montagne team appeared, but as expected, they were completely empty.

   Later that day, more than a dozen villages and towns sent people to report at the same time that they had seen "traces of the rebels" and that "the rebels were there with them."

  Fortunately, Colonel Geisa has lost his hair, otherwise I don't know how much he would have lost.

  The officers of Baishan County gathered in front of the map, and wherever there was an enemy situation, they planted a small flag.

At the end of the    insertion, they found that the small flags were inserted in almost every nearby village and town, covering every direction.

   Colonel Geisa had a splitting headache, a moan came from the depths of his chest, his hands pressed hard against the skull.

   "It's all fake, just release smoke." Captain Hudson judged calmly: "Use a small group of troops to create an illusion to attract our attention and cover the withdrawal of the large troops."

   The other centurions agreed.

   "Where is his army?" Colonel Geisa asked with his eyes closed, the huge scar on his cheek twitching uncontrollably.

"This…"

   "Look!" Another centurion was extremely annoyed: "I can definitely find it! People eat horses, I don't believe he can hide it!"

   Amid the roaring noise, Engineer Lieutenant Woods asked in a low voice, "What if, I mean, what if it's all true?"

Lieutenant   Woods is short in stature and comes from the artillery division. Baishan County has no artillery establishment, so he is currently serving in the City Defense Department.

  Because Woods is diligent and reliable, the colonel trusts the young lieutenant of engineers very much, and he will let Woods do all the projects.

   But also because Woods was born in the artillery department, he rarely spoke at military conferences.

   "The enemy's situation was heard from more than a dozen villages and towns at the same time." Captain Hudson had to hit his junior fellow in the artillery department: "How could it be true? Could it be that Montagne can cut the army into a dozen pieces?"

  Woods bowed his head and stopped talking.

   Colonel Geisa suddenly sneered.

   "This kid, maybe he really did it for me." He said with some emotion.

   "Break it into pieces? He's not afraid that once the troops are scattered, they won't be able to get them back?"

   "If he dares to do this, he must have something to rely on." Colonel Geisa rubbed his palms and laughed: "Young man, it's incredible!"

  Captain Hudson and all the centurions in the tent felt hot.

   Colonel's praise of the enemy is like cutting with a knife, and the lieutenants of Baishan County hurt more than being whipped.

   Someone said unconvinced: "My subordinates still feel that the rebels can't be broken into pieces."

   "Why?" Colonel Geisa asked his subordinates calmly: "I asked you to lead your own team to act separately. Can you do it? Can you?"

   "Yes!" The centurions answered in unison.

   "Then why can't the rebels?" The colonel smiled.

   "That's because...we have received a complete military education and training." Captain Hudson sorted out the language: "As commissioned centurions, we have the ability to independently direct the operations of the troops. How can the rebels have so many officers?"

   "Yeah, I'm weird too - I guess mad Richard was even weirder 30 years ago." Colonel Geisa rubbed his chin and asked back with a smile, "Where did the rebels get so many officers?"

  …

   It was concluded that the Montagne department was broken into pieces, and Colonel Geisa made a decisive decision - splitting up to pursue.

   He dispatched a chasing force in units of Centuries, and went wherever there was an enemy situation.

   "The rebels are running separately, and you are chasing separately." Colonel Geisa deliberately angered his centurions: "Baishan County is our territory. If you can't catch up, you are not as good as others, and there is nothing to talk about."

   "Just wait." Captain Hudson snorted coldly and raised his hand to salute.

  The rest of the centurions also stared, panted, raised their hands and saluted, and each led the centurion to set off.

  …

  It's easy to talk big, but when he actually leads the chase, Captain Hudson realizes what a difficult task he is facing.

   The enemy army he pursued was very small. Judging from the traces left, there were no more than 30 or 40 people at most. He had absolute confidence in a head-to-head battle.

   But the opponent didn't fight at all, just ran.

   And their off-road speed is astonishingly fast, and they are running like hell.

   It was still in the eastern village one moment ago, and the next moment an alarm came from a village a few kilometers to the west.

   Confused Captain Hudson to understand the enemy's speed? Or it was another enemy.

   What maddened Hudson even more was that his enemy was even more familiar with the terrain in Baishan County than he was a genuine garrison captain.

   The other party would often get into a ravine somewhere he didn't know, and then get out of an inexplicable place, making Captain Hudson dizzy.

   So he also couldn't figure out whether the other party was fleeing blindly without a purpose, or every step was planned...

The    bull had been blown out, and Hudson could only grit his teeth and chase after the enemy.

   Hudson might be able to hold on, but his soldiers couldn't.

   After walking through the forest and the ridges for a day, the soldiers refused to move any more.

"My lord, even if you kill me, I can't walk." A soldier who was on the verge of breaking down mentally and physically said to Hudson with a crying voice: "I really can't do it, you just leave me here. Bar."

  Hudson was also exhausted. He glanced at his staggered subordinates. He sighed in pain: "Okay, let's rest for a while."

  …

  In an unnamed ravine in the southern part of Baishan County, Bart Xia Ling was also leading three ten-man teams to march.

   Lieutenant Cellini's cavalry has rushed to the Nanshan Town Military Horse Farm, and Xia Ling is going there to join the cavalry.

   The small army of more than 30 people walked in an extremely tormented way, and they were also on the verge of reaching the limit, and they were suffering huge torture every step of the way.

  Some warriors couldn't hold it any longer and sat on the ground.

   The entire small force also stopped.

  Bart Xialing walked over quickly, trying to pull up his subordinates.

   "Centurion, even if you kill me, I won't be able to walk." The other party cried and said, "I'm really dying, so just leave me here."

   "Don't be disheartened." Xia Ling answered panting, he took out the water bag and handed it to the other party: "Drink a little less water."

  The soldier sitting on the ground took the water bag and poured it vigorously.

  Xia Ling was also so thirsty that his throat was burning, but he could bear it: "Don't drink too much, it will cause an accident."

The    warrior agreed with a "hmmm" and squeezed out the last drop of water in the water bladder.

   "How is it, can I still walk after drinking water?" asked the deputy centurion Bart Shalling.

The    warrior lowered his gaze and shook his head slightly.

   Bart Schilling tried desperately to remember what his centurion would do in such a situation.

  Xia Ling was sad to find that he couldn't learn the method of his centurion: his centurion could speak to hundreds of people without changing his face, and a few words could arouse everyone's fighting spirit.

   But Bart Xia Ling felt that he had no such ability, and his calf would tremble when he spoke in front of a hundred or so people.

  Bart Summerling is not Winters Montagne, Bart Shaling can only use the method of Bart Shaling.

   "Brother, I'm stupid, I don't know what to say..."

Bart Xialing licked his dry lips and struggled to turn his thoughts into smooth words: "I'll tell you what's in my heart. I'm also tired, and I can't walk. But there are still 300 acres of land at home. Wait for me, I haven't gotten the money from Baishan County. If I stay here and don't go back... it's a **** loss, it's just a loss to my grandmother's house."

   Hearing the land and the money, the eyes of the warriors shone with hope.

"Do you think so?" Bart Xialing looked at his subordinates, he was telling everyone: "I haven't received the land and money yet, if I die here, it doesn't mean that I don't work for a year without getting it. Wages? Go, keep going."

   Said, Bart Shalling stretched out his hand to the soldier sitting on the ground.

   The latter also held the hand of the acting centurion.

  Bart Xialing pulled hard and pulled the warrior up from the ground.

   This small force of only thirty-seven people returned to the road. Everyone was still tired, but the pace was firmer than before.

   "Hold on and walk a little further." Bart Shalling waved his arms, trying to boost his morale: "When we meet up with Lord Cellini's cavalry team, we will have horses to ride."

   "Centurion!" A soldier suddenly remembered something and asked loudly, "I can't ride a horse? What should I do?"

When    was demolished, Bart Xialing was so angry: "Why the **** are you talking nonsense? I'll tie you to the back of the horse! Or drag you away by the tail!"

The    warriors laughed.

   "Centurion!" Another soldier asked: "If I die here, will Lord Montagne give the land to my wife and children?"

  Xialing Centurion wanted to directly answer "Of course".

   But after thinking about it, he decided to answer in another way.

"Brother." Xia Ling smiled at the soldier who was obviously much older than him: "If you have a wife and children, then you have to go back alive. You think about it, if you die here, your wife will remarry with the children, Your child calls another man Dad, and that man sleeps with your wife and beats your child, and the land is still the land you traded for your life—isn’t it a **** loss?”

  The unbridled laughter broke out, and the whole valley was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

  …

When    Bart Shalling finally crossed the threshold, his centurion was not idle.

  Winters Montagne was in a simple thatched hut, talking to a man who was tied up.

   He fed the other party with water doubtfully: "Senior, how dare you come after me with eighty people? I'm not alone, I'm a cavalry team!"

   Winters' cavalry has been reassigned:

   Half of it will be given to Andrei and go to the military horse farm;

   The other half was led by him, trying to find a way to create some chaos in Baishan County, attract the attention of the enemy, and create space for the retreat of other small groups of troops.

While drinking water, Lieutenant Worthington, who was tightly bound, said unconvincingly: "It was my bad luck that I bumped into you. Your subordinates are not as lucky as you! Others will surely catch up. them!"

   "Okay! That's right! You're right!" Winters asked helplessly: "Want to eat more?"

   "Yes!" Lieutenant Worthington was starving.

   Winters took out the bread again and broke it into small pieces to feed it to the senior.

   "Is there any meat?" Worthington munched on the bread: "Give me more saliva, this bread is too dry!"

  Worthington was also born in the infantry division, two ranks higher than Winters. When they were in Luyuan, although the two were not close, they were considered familiar.

   Caught by his junior, Worthington completely released himself, eating and drinking as much as he could.

   Winters took out the water bladder and fed Worthington with water: "Senior, eat well and drink well, and we'll be on our way soon."

  The bread crumbs in Worthington's mouth were sprayed out with water, and the foreign object choked the air pipe, causing him to cough violently: "You... are you really going to kill me?"

   "Oops! Where do you want to go? No way!" Winters slapped Worthington on the back.

   "Then what are you doing?" Worthington became bold: "If you want to kill or let it go, be accurate!"

   "Officers are precious war resources, why would I kill you casually?" Winters smiled and said, "Just go back to Tiefeng County with me and learn to weave baskets."

   tied the senior with the rags in his mouth to the horse's back, and Winters whistled.

  The resting cavalrymen got up one after another and jumped on the saddle without saying a word.

   "The prisoners are staying here, and we should go." Winters laughed loudly: "I guess that Colonel Geisa should be heading for the Anya River, trying to block us on the bank!"

  …

   Winters guessed right, Colonel Geisa was indeed on his way to the Anya River.

  Gaisa thought very clearly that no matter how the Montagne tribe was broken into pieces, they would eventually return to Iron Peak County.

   To go back to Tiefeng County, we have to cross the Anya River.

   But the river section at the junction of Tiefeng County and Baishan County is more than 150 kilometers wide.

Half of   Geza's troops were chasing the enemy, and he had only a thousand men left, and he was unable to control such a wide river bank.

   Therefore, Gaisa ordered the militiamen of the villages and towns along the river to inspect the Anya River closely, and he led his troops to an unexpected and reasonable place - Manyun Valley.

   To be precise, it is the opposite bank of Manyun Valley.

  Because the second pontoon bridge was dismantled by Gaisa after the troops of Baishan County crossed the river, the purpose was to prevent the Montagne team from using the pontoon bridge to cross the river again.

  While Gaisa was waiting on the east bank of the Anya River, Winters had quietly crossed the river from the upper reaches and visited the Cloud Valley.

  After arriving at Manyun Valley, Winters called the town elders to the square for a meeting as usual.

   First, Winters declared his rights to the townspeople of Manyun Valley.

   In short, I would like to tell you: Manyun Valley, in the future, it will still be up to Revodan.

   Then, Winters compensated Manyun Bridge according to the price—of course, using the money robbed from the public treasuries of various towns in Baishan County.

  The townspeople in Manyun Valley don’t really mind whether to be loyal to Gervodin or to Iris Castle.

  The burning down of the Manyun Bridge was a real pain for them. The townspeople of Manyun Valley were ecstatic when they learned that the Montagne resident would compensate the Manyun Bridge on the spot.

   The bell tower of the church rang twelve times in a row to celebrate.

   However, Winters also warned the Mayor of Manyungu: Although the money is paid to the townspeople, the bridge cannot be rebuilt; if it is rebuilt, he will send someone to burn it again; next time, there will be no compensation.

  The Mayor of Manyungu swore and swore that he would never use this money to repair the bridge.

   "I know it's inconvenient for everyone, bear with it and use the money to build some ferries first." Winters patted the mayor's shoulder: "When conditions permit, I will personally build a bridge for you, without charging."

   The mayor of Manyun Ancient Town was flattered and nodded again and again.

   To solve the problem in Manyun Valley, Winters ordered his subordinates to pack up, and he had to rush back to Revodan overnight.

  Charle ran over and reported with a strange expression: "Someone wants to see you."

   "Tell me." Winters sighed: "Who is going to file a lawsuit? Who is going to petition?"

  …

   Winters became the nominal master of Manyun Valley, and the nominal obligation also fell on his shoulders.

  The Circuit Court of Gervoudan disappeared along with the old garrison, and Winters had to personally adjudicate three civil lawsuits for Manyun Valley.

  The more prestigious gentlemen in the town also petitioned him jointly, requesting that the circuit court of Gervodin be resumed as soon as possible.

  Although the trivial government affairs made Winters tired, he felt more comfortable.

   This battle, he won.

   He won the right to live for the new Tiefeng County government, as for other problems, they can be solved slowly.

   For example...trivial lawsuits and petitions.

  …

  Ciel grinned: "It's not the people from Manyun Valley who want to see you...it's on the other side of the river..."

  On the west bank of the Anya River, Colonel Geisa finally met his opponent face to face.

  Gisa took only two people and took a small boat to the West Bank.

   The "rebel leader" also carried only two people.

  Gisa looked at each other carefully—the man in front of him was very young, and his body contained strong vitality;

   Rather than being handsome, it is better to say that there is a different charm than handsome;

   Although wearing civilian clothes, you can tell at a glance that he is a soldier;

   A sabre hangs on the left side of the saddle;

On the right side of the    is a walking stick, the head of which is in the shape of a horse.

   "You are Winters Montagne?" Colonel Geisa raised his eyebrows slightly and asked with a smile.

   "It's me." The young man in front of him smiled gently, and he asked back, "Are you Geisa Adonis?"

   "Exactly." Geza straightened his back proudly.

The young man in front of    laughed uncontrollably, and he could see that he was trying hard to endure, but he couldn't help it no matter what.

  Gisa touched her bald head and said aggrievedly: "Don't look at me now, I used to be very handsome!"

   "I'm sorry... I'm sorry." The young man apologized repeatedly.

  The chilling air was diluted by laughter, and the atmosphere of the conversation was like two alumni meeting on the road and chatting casually.

   "You want to see me?" the young man asked, "Is there anything?"

   "It's nothing. I'm just curious, and I can't help but want to meet the younger generation who played me around." Gaisa said with a smile: "Alas, it's really incredible that the next generation pushes the previous wave."

   The young man nodded lightly and did not answer.

"Actually, I'm still worried, what if you are a malevolent star and you kill me directly?" Colonel Geisa smacked his lips: "But I've already lived enough, and I won't be reconciled even if I can live for another thirty years. ."

   "It's over for now, enough blood has flowed." The young man said calmly: "No more blood is needed today."

   "But have you thought about what to do in the future?"

   "Think about it."

"How to do?"

   "I won't tell you."

   Colonel Geisa laughed: "Listen to what you mean, the winner has already been decided on Gervodin?"

   The young man nodded slightly.

Colonel   Gisa sighed and asked curiously, "Is your cavalry commanded by Andrea Cellini?"

   The young man nodded slightly again.

   "Then who is in command of Gervodin's troops?"

   The young man smiled and said nothing.

   "Richard Mason, Gerald's Bud." Gisa chewed on these two names, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The future is terrible... the future is terrible!"

   The young man was still smiling.

   "Okay, satisfied, I'm leaving. Allow me to ask a personal question." Colonel Geisa pointed to the young man's cane and asked, "What? Is there any injury to the leg?"

   Winters was stunned for the first time in this conversation.

   He can walk normally without a cane now, but he still carries the cane with him. Because he was carrying this cane, it was like strong luck was still by his side.

   "Thank you for your concern." Winters nodded lightly: "There is a little injury."

   "Horse pressure?"

"Yes."

"I've suffered a similar injury." Colonel Geisa sighed: "Summer is better, but it's hard after winter. If the old injury is sore and itchy, soaking the injury in hot water can relieve it a little. "

   Winters did not speak, he slowly raised his hand and saluted.

  Gisa raised his hand to return the salute. He smiled and said, "If there is no war one day, you come to Iris Castle, and I will take you to take a hot bath. It's comfortable."

   Winters smiled and nodded.

  Gisa waved his hand dashingly: "Let's go!"

  The boat was propped off the shore and slowly drifted towards the opposite bank.

   Winters watched the enemy who had met for the first time, but was like an old friend, until the figure on the boat was too small to see his face, and he also rode away.

  The river bank is quiet again, and the Anya River is still flowing quietly.

  …

   Two days later, Iris Castle.

   "What? The Military Horse Farm in Nanshan Town was robbed?" Gaisa Adonis jumped up from the bath: "Where's my horse?"

  Captain Hudson had already looked away. He stared straight at the ceiling: "Even the stables were kidnapped."

   The scar on Gaisa's left cheek was almost turning purple. He raised his head and shouted in grief and indignation: "Dare to rob my horse?! Son of Montagne! Lao Tzu and you are at odds with each other!"

   [This chapter also has a map, but is still drawing. It doesn't matter if you don't see it, it will be reissued in the next chapter]

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