Chapter 20 Hard Enough [2]

At night, the bonfire is lingering, and the dry pine wood in the brazier is burned out of a rare fragrance. In the cold spring night, it is finally a little calm. I didn't feel the fatigue and tiredness after the killing, and I didn't feel the fear and worry at all. Just looking at the hunting black tiger battle flag, the idea in my heart became extremely smooth. Most of the time, I don't know what I'm fighting for. But at this point, no one has even a trace of hesitation to retreat. Maybe there is still fear and fear in my heart, but it is not enough to make my courage disappear. Successful people are immortal...

Born in troubled times, it is time to cut off the world. After going through all the hardships and not giving up, this is the way of a hero.

"Norton, you won't let me down, will you?"

There was a sneer at the corners of his mouth and looked at the front with burning eyes. At this time, the deserters should also convey the news of the fall of Valmieira to Burva. Thinking of the marshal of Valmilla, maybe he is still surprised why the army can be suddenly inserted into his rear and unconsciously?

At first glance, I thought the tare was so bold that he dared to provoke the majesty of the empire.

But I don't know. It's just that a madman took a group of mad dogs to bite there unscrupulously. Arrogant and unrestrained, all the lost lambs on the grassland can't escape his last wolf kiss, and there are more and more people who have no place to die. And there are more and more depraved crazy people.

Little Plangley was immersed in the pleasure of becoming a criminal. When he killed a middle-aged man who was ready to resist him with his own hands, he not only did not feel guilty at all, but dragged the man's poor daughter into the room and humiliated him. And afterwards, Tiger. House didn't blame him. In fact, he was doing what the beast did like a beast. But I don't know why, although Tiger. House did not stop his men from doing such a thing, but many men in the Black Tiger Mercenary Regiment stopped slightly. In the end, they almost consciously maintained restraint.

I can feel the beast-like killing smell under the majesty. I have to say that these guys still have a little self-aknowledge.

"Bastards! Now, when you hear Laozi's order, move for me!"

The madman gave the order there, "A brigade urged 2,000 people to consolidate the city wall and bring out all the bows and arrows of the weapons store for me!" All weapons must be handed over, and no kitchen knife must be left in the city! Tomorrow... it will be a big battle! If you die, you can only blame yourself for being just such a man!"

Little Plangley felt such a soul trembling for the first time. It's not that he didn't know Tiger. House's madness also knows that once this man decides something, it is impossible for even the gods to make him change his mind.

While confused, a bow and arrow was thrown in mid-air, and Tiger was also there. House's cold voice: "Kid, you're going to the battlefield tomorrow!"

The second-class young master's heir from Plangali Island has now become a soldier. Although his thin arms and legs may not be as good as women, I have to say, Tiger. House appreciates him, but in fact, when people think that this bastard can't make any contribution at all. He actually made a great contribution to the army entering the city, reducing the number of casualties.

Everyone has a day to use it. This may be Tiger. House's theory.

"He...fuck!"

Little Plaineley, holding a bow and arrow in his hand, suddenly cursed and threw the bow and arrow to the ground in horror. Now he knew what was going to happen to him tomorrow. He thought that he could rest easy with the legendary invincible man. Now it seems that when he goes out with this man, he is simply dancing with Death, and even facing the sickle of Death every day.

If you dodge it, you can live for a while. If you can't dodge it, you can mostly report on Huangquan Road.

However, Little Plainely didn't seem to figure out a situation. Inside the Black Tiger Mercenary Regiment, their flock of animals never avoided it, instead of hiding with Death. It's better to grab his sickle and kick Death to his hometown of hell. As for whether his soul will go to hell in the future, what does it matter to him?

Little Prangeli is not a cultivated aristocrat. His vulgarity is inferior, and it is bad pus from his bones. But here, he knows that in the face of a group of violent and unprovoked madmen, his vulgarity is really something that can't be put on the table, the madness of a group of mad dogs, that kind of bad, The rotten character really makes people feel a sense of self-indeformity.

Wealth? Power? Reputation? No one will enjoy this kind of boring thing before they stop.

But who knows. At least this kind of thing is one of the driving forces that enable them to move forward.

The courage and belief of the warrior have been integrated into a single-minded business. What kind of arrogance and domineering can there be? It's not enough to follow that crazy man and win one victory after another, and it's invincible!

"Hahahaha... This little boy is fucking scared! What a useless little guy! Hey, Plainely, is your crotch wet? Ah!" Those Vikings with beards are laughing at the young master from Planely Island there. In fact, these men still like Planely. He will make some dirty jokes and occasionally sing two Scandinavian folk songs. He can draw maps with both hands at the same time, and can also give it to his husband. We stuffed a handful of expensive spices.

But looking at this little boy's sissy appearance now, the straightforward men don't agree. They don't agree with a man who is worse than a woman.

"Fived of you! Shut up, you son of a bitch! Who is afraid? I'm not afraid at all!" Little Plaineley shouted, then picked up the bow and arrow on the ground, and then stared at the Vikings who laughed at him with hatred. He held the bow and arrow tightly for fear that it would fall. He really looked so cute that he did not have the childish ignorance in Portsmouth College.

"If you are not afraid, why are you trembling all over!"

The men's eyes are full of jokes. This kind of good day is rare. They ridicule a rookie. The fresh rookie is always teased by the old bird. Especially at this time, the pre-war pressure is really not outsider. Boss Ma looked around and sneered three times, full of contempt and disdain.

"Do I tremble? Am I trembling? Ah... I'm trembling! It's not trembling!"

Little Plangelli argued to himself, and this answer actually attracted a burst of laughter. The men who sang rough songs suddenly patted their thighs and bent down, and tears came out.

At this time, little Prangley felt that what he said was so stupid.

Even those female mages who have just been closed to the mage tower can also see the embarrassment of little Plangley through the fence and laugh out loud.

"Head..."

Little Plangley looked at Tiger with his eyes. House, Boss Ma waved his hand and laughed loudly, "Well, you fool, don't continue to be embarrassed. It's really useless. Compared with your father's cunning, you are a useless rookie. Well, the object below you is still a thing. The woman you pressed on the bed yesterday can take Tamsalu. Anyway, a man can't pat his buttocks and leave! Anyway, I don't want to leave this Valmieira to the Roma Empire. The stupid pig of the Frankish emperor, if he thinks that sending a large army can destroy me, then come on!"

The arrogant words of the arrogant man suddenly stunned the female mages in the cell. For thousands of years, there have been few people who question the authority of the emperor. Now, there is a living person standing in front of them. They may have witnessed a terrible thing, but the more terrible thing is that the man The next sentence.

"The lower reaches of the Gauaya River pass through Varga. The geographical location of the taur is not bad. If we take Valmiera and have been disgusting the northern part of Latvia, then maybe we can do what our predecessors can't do. To this end, only the annihilate of Valmieira's army can we achieve our expectations. Now, gentlemen and warriors, what do you think is our goal? The evil man smiled an evil smile and then asked an extremely evil question.

Suddenly, there was a cheering sound. The men who shouted laughed and shouted, "All annihilation Valmieira! Long live Tamsalu!"

"Invincible! Long live Tamsalu!"

"Kick their ass hard! Long live our Tamsalu--"

......

Madman.

This is the view in the eyes of those female mages. Compared with the madness in front of the magician, it is simply the stars competing with the bright moon. It's really a little bit of a little, and Tiger. The madness of House, a man, finally made these ignorant and proud empires feel that there were still people who did not obey the imperial power in the world, and they did not pay attention to the imperial power of the whole empire at all. What they have is just the little interest in front of their eyes. Even if it is just a piece of cake, they will admit that the cake is their own after biting it in their mouth.

"Hey hey hey hey... Bastards, don't you think this feeling of being stronger is really exciting? Wealth, reputation, power, women, these are all waiting for us. What we can do is to make all this more perfect, and... inexhaustible!" He clenched his fist, rattled, frantically flashed the fanaticism in his eyes, and then ignited the inner flame of a group of crazy believers. He didn't know when he would be able to put out the flame, or it was a flame that could not be extinguished, because this group of crazy wild dogs, when they bit, were already fearless and regretless. Charge.