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"Everyone, we are not at a disadvantage in the current battle situation as a whole, but the precious dead souls on the battlefield make us feel heavy and sad. Several swordsmen trusted by the monarch and the leader have died on the battlefield. This is for us And the country is a very painful loss."

As the No. 7 monarch of the "Battlefield Expert", he looked around at the general and commander sitting on a simple wooden chair, holding a shining silver sword in his right hand and straightening his upper body, roaring vigorously.

"But the war is not over yet. For the souls of the dead, for these partners who would rather die than admit defeat, and for the kingdom of the sword, we are willing to dedicate everything we have and will never let the glory of the swordsman be ashamed!"

At the moment of roaring loudly to everyone, everyone in the tent raised their heads one after another, their gray-headed and miserable eyes once again ignited a hopeful fighting spirit, and everyone regrouped and focused their eyes on this "this time." supreme command in the war".

"At present, our country has sent food, timber, seeds and technology to third countries. I believe that it will not be long before the battlefield will produce elements of victory because of them. By that time, the Magic Kingdom will fall!"

Having said that, the battlefield expert stood up from the wooden chair and held up the long sword in his hand.

Almost at the same time, everyone stood up and raised their weapons high. Surrounded by several weapons, a passageway to the outside of the tent appeared, allowing the battlefield expert to walk out without hindrance.

"Deduct the commanders and generals who must rest today, and the rest will go outside. I will start to arrange the personnel distribution of each unit."

As a commander-in-chief, in addition to knowing the weather and terrain, it is more important to fully convey your own opinions to the swordsmen.

In order to achieve this goal, the style of this battlefield expert is to move outside the tent and directly and effectively inform everyone of the advantages and disadvantages of the terrain and weather conditions on the battlefield at the moment.

After these generals and commanders personally understand these with the naked eye, they can make reasonable allocation and tactics.

At the beginning, many people thought it was a stupid act, because there was no time for communication on the battlefield, but until now there was no huge failure, the voice of resistance gradually diminished—they gradually saw this style The advantages.

It is precisely because of the time spent to let the subordinates below understand the layout and tactics clearly, so that in battle, they can be more clear and convinced, "the value of their own lives is more shining", instead of hesitation and helplessness, "the swordsman has not yet played Glory first dies on the earth."

Following the words of the commander-in-chief, most of the people in the huge tent disappeared at once, leaving behind Ossa Sacorodon, Empirifengao and other monarchs who had fought and commanded injuries for several days ago them.

tread.

Following the commander-in-chief's instructions, Dun didn't intend to waste time, turned around and left for the door outside the tent, heading to his tent to prepare for a rest.

Dun is very clear that since it is a rest, the time must be used for the best and most effective rest, all for the glory of tomorrow.

"Mr. Ton."

I thought I could walk back smoothly like this, but just after I walked out of the tent, a woman next to me accelerated her pace to catch up, calling me to stop in a cold and calm tone.

"What we are ordered to do is to rest, Miss Fuou."

"Go back to your tent and say."

"Go back to your tent, Miss Fuo."

"There is news recently."

He didn't blurt out to drive Feng Ao away, he shut his mouth and walked quickly back to his tent while maintaining a steady pace.

Feng Ao, who was walking behind, also directly entered Dun's tent without saying a word.

In addition to a small wooden table for reading documents, there are two simple wooden chairs in the tent.

"Mr. Dun already knew that I would look for you?"

As the owner of the tent, Dun automatically sat down on the wooden chair, gently placed the giant sword beside him, crossed his hands on his chest, and looked directly at Feng Ao with a calm and imposing gaze.

"Sit down and rest."

Feng Ao obediently followed Dun's instructions and sat on another wooden chair, and looked at Dun's face with bright green eyes without avoiding it.

Before Feng Ao could speak, Dun said quickly.

"We are still alive because of the countless sacrifices of the swordsmen. We are able to sit in the tent like this. Everyone in the kingdom of swords has helped and supported me. What I have to do is to heal and recuperate until it plays a role. You can go out. Ms. Feng Ao, what are you here for? According to the commander-in-chief's instructions, you are going to return to the Kingdom of Swords for intelligence support."

"Mr. Ton, this time I'm here—"

"I hope you can go back to the tent and get the most comfortable rest, and then go back."

Before Feng Ao finished speaking, he interrupted Feng Ao's speech.

Although there was no change in his face and his words seemed calm, the invisible pressure made Feng Ao clearly understand that the other party did not intend to let him stay here smoothly.

It's just that Feng Ao has absolutely no intention of retreating like this.

"How does Mr. Dun think the commander-in-chief is capable?"

Seeing Feng Ao's approaching stubborn attitude, Dun sighed inwardly and responded softly.

"The monarch is ranked seventh, but he has rich command experience. He commanded the battlefield in this area very skillfully."

"So what does Mr. Ton think he means by 'not at a disadvantage'?"

"Purely to boost morale."

"That's right, the third country has no intention of helping the Kingdom of Swords. Recently, a large number of mercenaries from the third country have been harassing and robbing various battlefields, and the mission Bavi Noser received was to go to the nearest support in the battlefields of third countries.”

"As a member of the hostage team in the past, I am happy for him. He can sacrifice his heart and life for the highest honor of swordsman."

"The person who gave Bavi Noser this task is the eldest son of the leader, Lord Furuto."

"Lord Bupo Monarch has a lofty status. Although he is only a monarch now, no ordinary monarch can match his fame or real power. He has enough power to assign tasks."

"Please allow me to continue with the next piece of news. There seems to be some kind of deal between the Bupo Monarch and Bavi Noser."

"Since it is for the country, it is naturally an honorable thing."

"This matter involves the team going to the third country and the two monarchs. The detailed process is currently unclear."

Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes and entered into meditation.

Regarding the capabilities of the Fengao intelligence family, Dun will not have any doubts. For example, in just a few hours, the existence of Fengao has been grasped by the Empiri family, and the information obtained by the family is even more in a blink of an eye. It was conveyed to Fengao.

But when it comes to this now, Feng Ao's meaning is very obvious.

If the Empiri family, which is an intelligence family, cannot know the inside story in detail, it means that "someone deliberately covered up."

"It's not something I can interfere with. What needs to be focused on the battlefield is the enemy in front of me."

The bright green eyes stared straight at Dun's face without moving away, as if he wanted to see through Dun's whole person, and it took about half a minute before he opened his mouth to respond softly.

"Yes, the hidden incident must be handled by me as the representative of the intelligence family."

"Since Miss Fuou has finished speaking..."

"Mr. Dun has heard the latest information I have. I implore Mr. Dun to make a deal with me at the same price."

It's the same process again.

From the last serious injury on the battlefield to the current injury, Dun's right hand is still unable to swing with full strength, but as far as the current situation is concerned, it is already the luckiest situation.

At that time, if the swordsman troops on the front line had not risked their lives to rescue them, Dun would have died under the ice magic.

Although he is now ordered by the commander-in-chief to recuperate, Dun actually knows very well that this is "house arrest" for his absence from duty.

During this period of time, Dun has been asked by Feng Ao to conduct "information transactions" for the third time, which is not harmful to Dun, but Feng Ao's persistence makes Dun feel a sense of danger.

"Miss Fengao, I have already told you all the information you want to know."

Hearing this, Feng Ao's ice-cold face became more solemn, and his bright green eyes changed from looking straight at him to crazily sticking to Dun's body.

Faced with this attitude, Dun finally couldn't suppress the helplessness in his heart, and sighed softly with a voice that Feng Ao could also hear.

"Ugh."

He almost never let go of his rigorous and high-spirited posture in front of the crowd, but now that Feng Ao is persistent, he does not feel that he has surrendered, but feels dangerous for Feng Ao, a swordsman.

"Mr. Don's sigh is that I think my intelligence value is not enough?"

"At that time, the goal I was chasing was Jieshi."

Hearing the same answer repeated three times, Feng Ao finally moved his chillingly calm eyes away from Dun, stood up from the wooden chair, turned and walked towards the door.

"Thank you, Mr. Don, for the information."

"Even if you come to ask me next time, my answer will still not change."

Although it is not necessary, because this is what has already been said, Dun still reminds him again.

tread.

After blurting out these words, Feng Ao stepped forward immediately, and turned his head slightly to reveal the complex gaze of "loneliness, pain and grief".

"He broke the promise...but Jieshi will not be the one who broke the promise."

"You should be very clear. If you keep asking like this, you won't get a satisfactory answer."

"Does Mr. Dun mean that I give up? Give up any clues about my sister's death?"

The sudden sharp roar caused the swordsmen outside to approach quickly with the sound of "stamping" running nervously.

"That's the reality."

"Mr. Dun knows Jieshi's character better than anyone else. He will never give up on the promise, so he will never die and he will never let my sister die!"

"You are too persistent."

He couldn't continue to speak smoothly, because the eyes that were shining with cold light were projected on Dun's body again.

"Mr. Dun, you are almost the incarnation of the swordsman's glory, but you left the back row to command and rushed to the enemy camp. The roar at that time was full of desolation and pain. If you want to compare persistence, you are far more than me."

tread.

After saying these words, Feng Ao walked out of the tent from Dun's eyes.

"That's true, both of us seem to have lost our minds."

After a short thought, Dun stretched out his hand to hold his forehead, recalling his abnormal behavior at that time, he couldn't deny Feng Ao's words.