Ultimate Assassin System

A few days later, in the afternoon.

The light rain in winter was falling, which was a bit annoying. Although the rain was not heavy, it was extremely cold mixed with the biting cold wind. Looking from a distance, with the gray and gloomy sky, it seems very lonely and depressing.

But now at the foot of the mountain, which is obviously a temporary military garrison, it is not affected by the climate at all. At the various checkpoint nodes on the periphery, guards wearing cold armor stood upright, squinting their eyes and observing the surroundings from time to time. Their expressions were alert, as if they had not felt the biting cold at all, and their mental state was extremely concentrated. Inside the garrison, although there were not many people walking among the various tents of different sizes, the soldiers patrolling back and forth did not relax at all. They conducted cross patrols meticulously. When encountering leaks in tents that were not pitched properly, Even if someone comes forward to help, lend a hand, say thank you, simple interaction, like a small white flower in the black mud, with a faint fragrance and a touch of warmth, it will slightly remove the haze hanging over the sky...

Centrally located, slightly larger tent. There was a soft sound and water splashed everywhere. The oilcloth door curtain was opened from the inside, and a burly middle-aged man quickly walked out. First, he carefully turned around and covered the curtain to prevent the coldness from invading. Then he raised his head and looked at the guards standing on both sides in the rain with bloodshot eyes. He nodded and said softly: Go and rest. I'll come and see you for a while. It's okay, Captain, we can still hold on...

I know, but the leader has just closed his eyes and rested, and we won't need you for a while. Why don't we go and take a good rest, catch our breath and refresh ourselves, we will still need you to keep vigil at night.

Yes. Seeing the middle-aged man insisting, the two guards hesitated for a moment, nodded and saluted and left.

Taking a breath, the middle-aged man with bloodshot eyes wiped the rain off his face, shook his head, and held the hilt of his sword in the center of the curtain.

His name is Victor. He is the leader of the Gray Army and the captain of Josiah's Guards. Oh, my responsibilities have changed a bit recently, although I am still the captain of the Guards. But he is no longer solely responsible for the safety issues related to Josiah. Instead, it was handed over to another group of people who had just come to the Gray Army. And he, Victor, is more like a handyman now...

Don't get me wrong, Victor is not jealous, let alone resentful. This is the truth. Those people from the gray space are indeed more powerful and professional than the Guards! And when it became clear that the gap between the two sides was really too big, thoughts of jealousy could no longer be brought up... What's more, both sides had the same purpose, and everything was for the sake of the leader!

My lord... Shh!

A patrol passed by here. Seeing Victor personally guarding the door, he was stunned. Just as he was about to say hello and salute, Victor quickly made a silence gesture and pointed to the tent behind him.

The patrolman understood instantly, nodded, saluted silently, and then walked past lightly.

Needless to say, the person inside the tent was naturally the Josiah who Victor had just closed his eyes and rested.

For this new leader who has been in office for less than two years. Everyone in the Gray Army showed great respect to her. This could be seen from the actions of the patrolmen who subconsciously stepped lightly for fear of disturbing her rest.

And Josiah deserves this respect. He led the remnant army to retreat to the depths of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, constantly encouraged and even led the soldiers and civilians to share the joys and sorrows with his own example, and then decided to attack the Hundred Thousand Mountains in just one year, and secured this seemingly unbelievable land with huge results... It seemed that nothing could overwhelm him. With her seemingly frail body, no matter how difficult the problem is or how difficult the obstacle is, she always has a way to deal with it calmly. Her mental state is always so energetic, whether on the battlefield, in the wounded barracks, or in civilian residences, etc., as long as it is the territory of the Gray Army. You can always see her figure and her warm smile. It seems like I will never get tired...

But, everyone gets tired!

It starts with people becoming aware of this problem. He would always advise her to rest more and not to work too hard. Every time she would always smile and nod her thanks, but she would turn around and still run around. Sometimes when she was forced hard by the adults, she always had an excuse to 'quibble', such as saying that she had just rested, and then asked the guards who had greeted her in advance to prove it, until none of the guards were willing to prove it, and she had a new one. Excuses, such as saying that I am a magician and my mental state is a matter of care, so I will not be tired...

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

Well, this excuse does work time and time again. Because apart from her, there was no other magician in the gray army, it was impossible to tell whether these words were true or false. And over time, looking at the always energetic leader, the simple people began to believe this excuse, and felt that he was indeed a noble and mysterious magician, and that ordinary people were indeed beyond his reach...

Victor smiled bitterly and shook his head again. As a personal guard, he certainly knew how tired the mysterious magician was when he was behind the scenes. Especially in the past few days...

The sudden attack of the barbarians completely disrupted the plan and deployment here. Although the command department has been divided into two, with one on the left and the other guarding the fatal thoroughfare, there is no danger of being captured in one fell swoop, but the war will inevitably break out after all.

After decades of fighting with Bran, the enemy turned into a barbarian. This made the Gray Army uncomfortable and put even more pressure on the leader, Josiah.

Although they relied on the purple-bore cannon and the soldiers who were not afraid of death and resisted desperately, they fought with the barbarian army in a draw. But everyone can see that this stalemate will not last long. In fact, the barbarian army has been like a nail inserted into the hinterland of the Gray Army. It's just that the effect is not obvious yet. Once it is completely penetrated, the energy raised will be exhausted. When the time comes, the gray-clothed army will be divided into two, and they will inevitably face a situation where one of the strong men will have their arms cut off, and one of them will lose...

Not to mention the leader, Victor felt numb as he watched the corpse of Paoze being carried down and buried on the spot these days. There are wounded soldiers everywhere, dead people everywhere, graveyards everywhere, no one knows what to do... Only Josiah will always be nailed to a high ground on the battlefield like a flag, silently hammering his body. The big drum in front is thunderous. The soldiers below were attacking with their swords like a violent tide, accompanied by the drum beat that never stopped for a moment...

The battle is fought by soldiers, and the command is taken by generals at all levels. The leader stands alone on the battlefield. Beating the drum silently seems to have no effect at all. But a more interesting phenomenon is the position where the leader stands every day. No matter how close to the front line, it is never lost!

Like a silent signal. Also like a symbol with clear meaning. Josiah did not issue a mobilization order, but all the Gray Army soldiers looked at where the leader was every day and knew where the target was today - let’s not talk about winning, but if they lost, they could not retreat to the leader no matter what. Come forward and take the danger away!

The result, of course, is that we lose more often, and we lose some positions almost every day, some strategically. Some of them had never been fought before, but no matter which one they were, when Ye Luo retreated, the soldiers didn't feel much frustration in their hearts. Because they have accomplished today's goal, did not let the leader down, and protected the leader's safety. So they were very proud, and with this increased confidence, they fought to the death with the barbarians again the next day... In this scene, it seemed that the outcome of the battle with the barbarians was far less important than whether the leader was disappointed!

Of course, the leader appears on the battlefield every day with a drum. Naturally, it also attracted the attention of the barbarian generals. It seems that they understand why these Bran soldiers are so crazy. The barbarians are also crazy. Every day, they pile up and rush towards the leader's position... Haha...

Victor grinned again. This time it wasn't a bitter smile, but a proud smile.

Because at that time Victor understood Josiah’s intention. Yes, this was actually a little trap! The barbarians gathered a large number of troops in an attempt to kill the leader, but they didn't know that such an obvious tactical plan made it very easy for them to make a targeted arrangement. The battle has also changed from the original multi-point defense to now only requires one point of defense!

This is undoubtedly a good thing for the Gray Army, which is increasingly struggling to support itself. The only thing that makes people worry is the safety of the leader who serves as a bait.

In fact, there were several times when the barbarians almost succeeded...

Every day after paying a huge price. There are always more or less barbarian teams that can break through the defense lines and reach the high ground! Had it not been for the Gray Space members who had fully taken over the leader's security issues at that time. Appeared several times and barely survived to hold the last line of defense on the high ground. The consequences could be disastrous……

Fortunately, it was just a near miss. The leader still appeared on the battlefield on time every day with his drum. He was completely indifferent to the surrounding mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and the brutal fighting environment. He just lowered his head, raised his hair in a ponytail from time to time, and silently wielded his hammer. Beat the drum,

Once, once, once...

Boom--boom--boom--

Finally, the light came out! Just this morning, when the leader once again appeared with drums, when the soldiers once again entered the battlefield position, when the bleak sun fully rose, there was no sight of the barbarians who rushed madly in the past...

Return! The barbarians retreat!

Thinking of this, Victor, who instantly clenched his fist, couldn't help but wave it in the air. His face was filled with excitement and excitement. It seemed that the last drumbeat of the morning was still echoing in his ears. Leader Josiah raised his head for the first time and waved his hammer. Shouting at the top of his lungs, 'We are victorious! ’ Then, deafening cheers filled the mountains and plains! ! !

Then, now, the leader, with his hands wrapped in thick wound cloth, closed his eyes and fell asleep at his desk for the first time during the day.

The corner of his mouth raised slightly and he smiled, thinking about the scene where Josiah, who one moment had told him to remind her to visit the wounded barracks, but the next moment suddenly made a grunt and lay directly on the table, Victor couldn't help but shook his head, He was so frightened at the time that he thought a barbarian assassin had sneaked in. Later, it was determined that Josiah was so exhausted that he fell asleep...

Go to sleep, go to sleep, it’s best to sleep for a while...

Thinking of this, Victor looked around even more vigilantly. He was not worried about barbarian assassins. That was a problem that Gray Space David and his team were responsible for solving. He just wanted to eliminate any sources of noise around the tent so as not to suddenly wake up Josiah inside. Well, this little rain came at a really bad time...

Just when Victor was considering whether to add another layer of barrier on the tent to directly block the raindrops falling on the tent, the sound of footsteps rushing through the water suddenly came.

He frowned, turned his head, and was stunned.

Not far away, a group of people covered in mud and dusty walked quickly. The leader was a general with sunken eyes who looked extremely tired. His left arm seemed to be injured and was fixed with a wooden board, making it difficult to move around.

I have met General Frey, sirs. Victor quickly walked up to greet him and saluted.

Yes, those who came were the top military officials who were resisting on the other side of the main road. Frey and a group of generals. They must have also discovered the withdrawal of the barbarian troops this morning, and then successfully passed through the strategic battlefield to find this way.

Haha, it's Victor. Why are you personally guarding today? It was Frey who led the way, patting Victor on the shoulder. Obviously he is very familiar with the latter, Where is the leader? Are you okay?

General, don't worry, everything is fine with the leader. After a pause, Victor looked at Frey and others with a hesitant expression, Are you guys here to see the leader now? But she just fell asleep......

Frey and others were stunned when they heard this, and then they understood. They knew very well what kind of character Josiah was, and there was only one possibility that he would sleep during the day. That means you are really tired.

It's not that important. Well, let's wait until the leader wakes up...

Before Frey could finish his words, a slightly lazy voice suddenly came from the tent, Is it Brother Frey? Come in and talk.

Uh... Frey was startled, and looked at Victor who smiled bitterly and shook his head, turned around and opened the door curtain, knowing that he had woken up Josiah, he couldn't help but look a little embarrassed. But since it has been noticed by Joshua, it is of course impossible to turn around and leave now. You can only walk into the tent first.

Joshua had indeed just woken up, his slightly swollen eyes were half-open and half-closed, and he was taking a sip of ice-cold tea. It seemed that he wanted to use this to dispel the lingering sleepiness.

I'm sorry, chief, for disturbing your rest. As soon as he entered the tent, Frey immediately apologized.

Putting down the water glass, Josiah waved his hand indifferently: Brother Frey, what are you talking about... Hey, are you injured? But when he saw Frey's left arm fixed with a wooden board, he immediately asked in shock road.

It doesn't matter. It's just a small injury like a broken bone. It will heal in a few days. Frey, who has been training on the battlefield for most of his life, certainly doesn't care about these small injuries on his arms. Actually for them, as long as the parts are there. Those were just minor injuries.

But when Josiah saw this, he frowned: Have they been treated? Where are the temple priests...Brother Frey, you must have personally led people to the frontline battlefield again. Isn't that right?

Frey suddenly looked a little embarrassed when he heard this. He seemed to have guessed what Joshua said and scratched his head: It's really just a minor injury. Well, the headquarters was accidentally attacked by barbarian scouts, so I had to lead my troops to break out. It’s not like I deliberately put myself in danger.”

No details were given, but with just a few words anyone could imagine the emergency situation at that time. Although the Gray Army was divided into two before, it was only a rough division. Judging from the overall strength, there is no doubt that Frey's side has more soldiers and stronger combat effectiveness. As a result, the pressure will naturally be heavier. As the commander-in-chief, Frey was only injured in his left arm. It must be said that this was an extremely lucky thing...

After saying this, Frey noticed that Josiah's hands were wrapped in thick scars, like bear's paws, and his expression was suddenly startled: Chief, your hands?

Oh, this, it's weird. He waved his white bear paw carelessly, and Josiah also said it concisely. It's not that I don't want to explain, it's just that I'm so dizzy that I don't know where to explain it. What can I say? He said that he had been beating the drum for several days, and the palm of his hand was slightly cracked and strained? Then I would definitely have to explain why Hao Duanduan was beating the drum... Well, it would be better to just explain it in one sentence.

Although he felt that it was a bit strange to lose two palms at once, Frey did not ask further questions. As long as you know it's okay, that's fine. He asked urgently: Chief, is it because the barbarians suddenly retreated this time that... uh, he did it?

The retreat of the barbarians this time was indeed strange. Although the gray-clothed army fought well, it was definitely not enough to scare away the barbarians. If they hadn't already sent out their own scouts, it would have been certain that the barbarians were abandoning the strategic positions they had managed to capture before, and were gradually withdrawing from the battlefield. Josiah, Frey and others all couldn't believe it. You must know that the barbarians have the advantage now. If they persist for a few more days, the main road will undoubtedly be penetrated.

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

Before Tang En went to the front line, a member of Tomisu's Gray Space gave a message to Josiah, Frey and other acquaintances, telling them to hold on and he would solve the matter... In this way, after the barbarians retreated abnormally, Frey Naturally, he immediately thought of Tang En and hurried over to seek confirmation.

However, because Tang En's name was still taboo among the Gray Army, even though he knew that most of the people present knew about Tang En's affairs, Frey still urgently stopped and changed his words in the middle of his words.

Of course, Joshua knew who Frey was talking about. The corners of his mouth raised slightly and he nodded without any hesitation: Well, it's him!

Such a positive attitude made Frey stunned: Has the leader received the news? Did he really... uh, kill the barbarian commander?

Josiah shook his head, but his confident aura remained unchanged: I didn't receive it, so I don't know, but I know it was him who asked the barbarians to retreat!

After a pause, he naturally spread his hands to everyone and asked, Am I the only one who thinks this scene is familiar? The gray-clothed army was in danger, and then he came out to turn the tide. He has done this kind of thing several times, well, Of course, it’s a bit of a show-off, haha… But other than him, can you think of any other reasons?”

Frey and the others looked at each other in shock after hearing this. When it came to this point, they were basically speechless. They were like crazy fans who decided what to do with you...

Well, the leader said so...then that's him...

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