Ultimate Assassin System

The cold wind is howling, and the winter in the north is getting colder every day.

The valley is still digesting the fruits of the last victory. Darren walks around the Thor's Hammer ten times a day, as if he wants to study it carefully. However, I was probably afraid of breaking it, so I was a little timid.

As for Borg, he finds Josiah, who is studious, to discuss military command from time to time. Twain's life is even simpler, he just huddled in the cave and practiced his skills... Well, let's take our eyes off the protagonist for a while, and zoom the camera to the north... The north of the north is the Northern Wilderness.

People usually refer to the border of Branland near the Northern Wilderness as the front line. It has to be said that this term is very appropriate, because the frequency of fighting here is more frequent than that of beauty-loving noble ladies changing clothes.

The northern territory is vast, and the front line is naturally very long. For various reasons, Brando was mostly on the defensive in the battle with the Northern Wilderness tribe. The long front line is naturally very difficult to defend, so in addition to some natural dangers, Branland has repaired many cities and passes along the border to garrison troops to stop the enemy.

Xiongguan City is the city built for this reason. From the map, it is not the closest to the front line, and there are still several cities within the arc in front of it. Those who understand the military can naturally see that these are satellite cities of Xiongguan City.

Such a layout can naturally show the importance of Xiongguan City. In fact, it is exactly the same. The large and small cities on the front line are like stars, but if you ask the leader of the Northern Wilderness tribe which city he most wants to conquer, he will definitely tell you that it is Xiongguan City. The reason is also very simple, because the road behind Xiongguan City is smooth and there are few natural dangers. As long as this city is captured, the Northern Wilderness Iron Cavalry can drive long into the northern hinterland, retreat and hold on to the ground to plan for the future.

The city with such a good terrain is naturally the focus of the Northern Wilderness tribe's attack. In fact, Xiongguan City has been defeated many times in the hundreds of years since the establishment of Bran, almost once every few years. No one knows the number of times it has been rebuilt except by looking through historical books. However, after the Imperial Zichen Legion entered here, in the past twenty years, no swordsmen have been seen on the walls of Xiongguan City, and even the satellite city in front has not been conquered. The reason for this is of course not that the Northern Wilderness Tribe doesn't want to fight... At this time, in the city of Xiongguan.

There are very few pedestrians on the wide streets, but it does not mean that there are no civilians in this military city. In fact, after more than ten years of recuperation, this place has gathered a lot of people, which is much better than other northern cities. The reason for being so lonely is to blame the damn weather. Tang En and the others lived in the northern valley, and they all felt the chill was threatening. What's more, this place goes further north? Such a ghostly weather, who would be willing to go out if it is not necessary... Move your eyes forward and come to the center of the city, which is usually the location of the majestic and tall city lord's mansion in other cities. However, in Xiongguan City, here is a low-rise conjoined building complex, the style is neither gorgeous nor solemn, from a distance, it looks like... like a military camp.

In the east of this building, in an inconspicuous house... Well, every house here is inconspicuous.

The furnishings in the room are quite messy, with many long desks scattered in disorder, and various documents and letters randomly piled up on the desks. On the innermost wall, there is also a map-like thing. The lines drawn on it criss-crossed, almost covering the original mountains and rivers on the map. Burning braziers are placed around the room, which is necessary in northern houses, but there are as many as six braziers placed here. This is no longer heating, this is sweating... There are three people staying in such a stuffy room. Two of them were sweating profusely and stood on both sides of the desk with flushed faces. One person is holding a piece of paper of the same height, while the other is pulling it at a constant speed. The pasted paper passed by the person sitting in the middle like a white thread.

The man among them was dressed very strangely, he was actually wearing a purple fluffy cloak now. That's right, this season should be worn like this, but now there are six braziers here! Didn't you see that the two people next to you were already sweating profusely in just wearing small clothes... After a while, the pile of white paper was finished. The man in the middle raised his head, his spiritual eyes were like autumn water, his lips were as thin as willow leaves... his facial features were extremely delicate, his lips were slightly lavender, and his pale face could hardly see traces of blood flow, which made people feel pity , oh, what a delicate woman this is... Is this all the information today?

Hey, this somewhat magnetic voice... Uh, what's the bump on the neck? Adam's apple! ! ! This person with delicate features and extremely soft features is actually a man... Yes, Marshal! Perhaps because they are used to seeing each other, the expressions of these two people are very calm.

Well, ahem, what do you think? The man in purple coughed lightly twice, stretched his body and leaned back on the chair. If you can wake up from the entanglement of gender, you will easily find an abnormality. In such an environment, the man in purple didn't even have a single drop of sweat on his face.

The person standing on the left spoke first: According to the recent movements of the various tribes, I think the Northern Wilderness is preparing for the war, and there may be a war this winter.

The man on the right nodded slightly, obviously agreeing with this point of view.

It's not possible, it's certain! the man in purple said with a slight smile.

The two nodded immediately upon hearing the words, as if there was no doubt at all.

About a month later, cough... The man in purple frowned and calmed down a bit, Go and inform the Thunder and the Cangyan Legion. Well, just remind them that the Northern Wilderness may choose the Cangyan Legion The garrison launched an attack...cough, cough, cough!

Before the words were finished, the man in purple couldn't help but leaned over and coughed.

Marshal... The two took a step forward and said with a look of unbearable expression on their faces.

The man in purple waved his hand, took out a crystal bottle filled with purple liquid from his pocket, and took a sip.

Huh... let out a long breath, and sat up straight again, It's okay, let's go.

Yes! Marshal, take care of your health... The two looked at the crystal bottle hesitantly, and they had no choice but to leave.

After sitting for a while, the man in purple got up and walked around the desk, opened the door and walked out.

Tightening the cloak tightly, the man in purple did not go far, but turned into the next room.

It's going to be much more lively here, a large group of young people wearing civilian uniforms of Bran officers are walking around, and some people can be seen arguing loudly... Marshal! A middle-aged officer saw the man in purple, Quickly came up and bowed.

Hehe, it's very lively. How is it, how are these students? The man in purple asked with a smile.

The middle-aged officer smiled and shook his head: It's not that good, most of them are guys with high eyesight and low hands. I also saw a battle plan to hit the Northern Wilderness Imperial City yesterday...***, we have fought all these years in the battle. It went inside the dog's belly, haha!

Ha... The man in purple also chuckled, You are still young, and you will be fine in the future. They are the top students of the First Military Academy in the capital, and they are also the future of Branland!

Young? Marshal, when you were so young, you were already famous all over the world... Sigh, when I think of these people who will lead troops on the battlefield in the future, I feel that Bran's future is bleak. The middle-aged officer obviously looked pessimistic.

You are too pessimistic. As long as they don't die, the battlefield will always teach them to mature. The man in purple said calmly.

hope so……

The man in purple and the middle-aged officer took a few steps forward and walked inward.

At this time, some young military officers and students had already spotted them, and the middle-aged officer was fine, they had already seen them. But the man in purple who was walking in front made them a little bit astonished.

Women can enter here too? Damn it, no way, it turned out to be a man, how can this make me feel as a college student... Why does it look a little familiar...

At this moment, the man in purple stopped in his tracks. Beside him were two young students arguing, and they were the loudest in the room.

It's definitely hidden here, this is the most hidden place within a radius of fifty miles!

Nonsense, are you saying that they can detect the material team fifty miles away? Let me tell you, it is definitely here. Not only is the terrain hidden here, but it is also more than ten miles away from the ambush site. Only in this way can they know that there is a material team nearby go through!

Can't they know in advance? Absurd, your place is too close to the ambush site, aren't they afraid of being found out?

The most dangerous place is the safest place, haven't you heard that?

...

The two were fighting with red faces, and they were about to rise from a literary fight to a martial fight.

The middle-aged officer over there saw the man in purple stop, and stepped forward to explain: A few days ago, a supplies team in the armament department was robbed by the gray army. As you know, the empire has recently made up its mind to encircle and suppress the gray army. So they reported some information over there, and asked us to confirm the location of this group of gray soldiers.

The man in purple nodded, then flipped through the information about the ambush.

After a while, the man in purple took a step forward and said, Can you tell me the reason why you chose the location?

Uh, the two were startled and turned to look at him.

Alright, I'll let you judge. My reason is...

The two immediately narrated their respective reasons, and the man in purple kept nodding his head slightly.

Immediately, the two finished speaking. The man in purple smiled lightly and said, What you said seems to make sense, so let's take a look one by one...

The reason you chose this is because it's hidden enough... Well, you have a good eye, and this is indeed the best place to hide things within a radius of fifty miles. However, it is not suitable for hiding people. This is a dead place, and there is only one entrance and exit. blocked.

Well, your reason is that the reconnaissance distance is more than ten miles... yes, the basic skills are solid. The general army's reconnaissance distance is about the same. But the place you chose is too small, and you can only hide three or four hundred people at most. This kind of group is followed by some relatives, and the number of them ambushed is three or four hundred, and the actual number will be around five hundred.

... Why didn't you know that they would expect your thoughts, so they did the opposite and chose this place to die and survive?

You are too far-fetched. What if this team of gray soldiers happens to have no relatives to follow?

Hearing that his choice was overturned after a while, the two officers and students quit, and immediately pointed their guns at the same time, and began to attack the man in purple.

That is, the battlefield is ever-changing. If you hold this inherent thinking, you will suffer a big loss sooner or later.

You said ours is not good, you have the ability to choose one...

... The middle-aged officer glared and was about to step forward.

The man in purple waved his hand to stop him, but he picked up a pen and circled a circle somewhere on the map without being annoyed: Well, I choose this.

Just this valley? Haha, do you know anything about military affairs? I thought you had discovered something. Tell me the reason and see how I can argue against you.

The man in purple said calmly: There is no reason, only reality can prove it.

Haha, I can't tell you... Well, since you are stubbornly refusing to admit defeat, let's write down these three answers. Let the soldiers attack separately and see who is right then!

After speaking, the officer student took the paper and wrote down his answer with a pen. Then it was passed to another student, and finally to the man in purple.

The man in purple then scratched it and handed the paper back.

Hey, you haven't signed your name yet.

Why, are you afraid of losing embarrassment?

The man in purple raised his eyebrows, then smiled and said, Okay.

Then pick up the paper again.

The officers and cadets of the two officers stared at the man in purple as he wrote, as if they were worried that he would write his name randomly. They didn't see the joking expression on the face of the middle-aged officer opposite.

Okay. The man in purple handed the paper back, and then walked to the inner room with the middle-aged officer.

The officer and cadet who took the paper rolled his eyes, Zi Yi? Why is the name so weird, it looks familiar...Zi Yi! ! !

Another student watched the guy next to him suddenly become dazed, and then his expression changed drastically. Puzzled and asked: What's the matter with you, did you come up with a good place?

Zi Yi... the officer cadet murmured.

Zi Yi? Is this place on the map?

The name is Zi Yi!

Well……

Zi Yi? Marshal Zi Yi? Zi Yi Army God?

The student next to him suddenly became agitated and screamed involuntarily.

Who is Violet? That is the Marshal of the Zichen Legion, the military god of the Bran Kingdom.

Born as a general, he showed extraordinary military talent since childhood. At the age of seventeen, he entered the First Military Academy of the Capital City. At the age of eighteen, he graduated and left, and came to the north. From then on, the legendary military career began.

From the beginning, he led a 100-man infantry team, attacked the tribal food road by surprise, and solved the siege of the city with a big fire. Rolling over the northern frontlines, going through hundreds of battles, large and small, without a single defeat, the killed tribes changed color when they heard Ziyi, and fled when they saw the flag.

Later, at the age of twenty-two, he took over the Zichen Legion and became the youngest marshal in the history of Branland. Oh, the name of the Legion was still called Stars back then. But since Zi Yi came, Xing Chen's name was gradually not mentioned. In the end, Bran X issued a notice, officially changing the Star Legion to the Purple Star Legion, and ordered it to enter Xiongguan City.

After that, Xiongguan City was safe and sound for more than ten years, without the disaster of swordsmen. Marshal Ziyi was also conferred the title of military god by the people... The surrounding students looked at these two students with pity. A military god with endless legends was asked by them, Do you understand military affairs? It is said that the situation on the battlefield is ever-changing, and if you hold on to the inherent thinking, you will suffer a big loss sooner or later... This is to teach the military god how to fight? Kind, so fucking kind! This courage, this boldness, this domineering, fell all over the ground...