Ultimate Assassin System

The scene fell into chaos, and a series of roars resounded over the city. This broad main road was completely blocked in an instant. .

As far as I could see, I saw Thunder Legion soldiers with flushed faces and excited expressions. Some were waving random fists, or holding weapons in their backhands... one after another rushed inside. In the center of the crowd, Borg and his hundreds of soldiers were completely submerged, with no trace visible.

With such a close encounter and such a large amount of impact, let alone Borg, even if Frey's spear was pulled over to break the camp, he would still be on his knees.

Don't hurt people, don't use weapons...stop, stop...

Michu and Joshua were also stunned by this scene. They knew that Frey had influence in the Thunder Legion, but now, they found that they had underestimated it too much... When they came to their senses, Josiah hurriedly tried to dissuade him from the outside, but he couldn't stop it at all. When you go in, you can only circle around and worry. Just then, beep, beep, beep...

The screams of police whistles were heard one after another. After all, we were in the city, and the patrolling police officers were the first to arrive. However, they were dumbfounded when they saw this spectacular scene. In addition, the Thunder Legion soldiers on the outside kept stumbling. Even though they tried their best to break in, they had little effect. As a result, the police whistle sounded even louder until the city garrison and a large group of Zichen Legion soldiers arrived...

After a lot of work, the Thunder Legion soldiers finally dispersed, leaving behind devastated streets and groaning soldiers.

However, no one died. The soldiers of the Thunder Legion were still measured in their attacks. After all, fighting and killing were completely different in nature. However, despite this, most of Borg's soldiers were now unconscious, and dozens of those with better luck were struggling to stand up, screaming in unconscious pain.

Josiah rummaged through it several times and finally found Borg. But then his jade hand shook, he exclaimed, and almost threw Borg out.

When Michu asked for help just now, he pointed to Borg. As a result, these Thunder Legion soldiers naturally did a lot of dirty tricks. Borg was now completely unconscious, and his relatively high-grade armor had been torn into strips, with footprints and blow marks all over it. The most serious injury was on his face. His originally handsome appearance was now completely bruised and bruised. The scars of the centipede lying on it were also opened up again. His face was covered with blood and his hair was disheveled. It looked very disgusting and terrifying.

Mi Xiu glanced at the side, the corners of his eyes twitched a few times, and then turned his head to express his gratitude to the surrounding soldiers.

Thank you...please take action more generously, thank you...

Haha, this is just a small thing, you're welcome.

Yes, you are Captain Frey's soldier. Everyone has heard about what happened before. You did a great job! Brother, we asked you to call you brother. This is what we should do!

Hehe, that's right. Even in this city, I really can't let go, and the beatings won't be pleasant. If it's in the wild, huh...

Uh... that's enough, that's enough, thank you, thank you...

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The siege in the city was no small matter. After the soldiers of the Zichen Legion carried Borg and Borg's men away, many soldiers from the Thunder Legion were also investigated. However, these people were very loyal and did not reveal the main messenger Mi Xiu. They greeted each other cheerfully and were immediately taken away by the other party.

This place of right and wrong obviously cannot stay for long. After a warm send-off, Michu, Josiah and others were escorted out by the Thunder Legion soldiers.

A few streets away.

Michu patted the carriage, raised his head and smiled: Haha, I didn't expect Brother Frey's name to be so useful. Now I really doubt that if Brother Frey comes out to cheer, the soldiers of the Thunder Legion will rebel against us. The gray-clothed army is coming, haha...

Haha, yes. Josiah, who was also sitting in the carriage, also covered his mouth and chuckled, but then he frowned slightly, shook his head, and sighed, I never thought that Borg would become like this...

This is someone who has never suffered a loss. He is a typical arrogant and self-righteous person! Mi Xiu curled his lips when he heard this, very disapproving, and then the corners of his lips suddenly raised again, But after this, he must have some feelings for himself. A clear understanding, haha...

Borg's usual disguise skills are still very good, and he always shows himself to be humble and gentle, especially in front of Joshua. Therefore, in Josiah's impression, Borg was still the good young man who shared difficulties with her and guided her tactics. Now that I see Borg suddenly showing such a hateful side, it is inevitable that I will be a little surprised and regretful. But Michu is different. After being framed and what happened with Bo Lai, everyone in Gray Space has long suspected the Borg family, and their attitude will naturally not be much better.

Will Borg be punished this time?

Well... although I really want him to be tortured by the soldiers of the Zichen Legion again. But unfortunately, this is unlikely. After thinking for a while, Mi Xiu spread his hands with regret and said, It's just an ordinary fight, Bu The relationship between the Lan Army and the Gray Army is not good, and fights are common. Borg was at most verbally criticized and then sent to the rear to recuperate. Humph, it was an advantage for him!

oh……

After such a chat, Michu was going back to Dawn City to rest, while Josiah planned to stay on the front line, waiting for Tang En's latest news. So after exchanging pleasantries, the two separated.

Oh, by the way. As the carriage was approaching, Mi Xiu suddenly remembered something and leaned out of the car window and said casually, Little Carol is over there with you.

Uh... Josiah was startled when he heard this and blinked, Isn't little Carol always in Dawn City?

Huh? She should be looking for you... No, when did you come to the front line?

Shortly after you set off, I... uh, no way...

Looking at each other, the two people's expressions changed drastically for a moment, and they were stunned and speechless.

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So, where is little Carol now? Let’s move our gaze back again…

In the morning, a peaceful small town in the hinterland of the north.

The town has a long history, but its names are very common. There are thousands of them in small towns like Bran. There are too many possible subjective and objective reasons why it has not developed. For example, the terrain is not good, transportation is not convenient, there are no special creatures, the city lord has no ambition, etc. In short, this small town lives an ordinary life according to its own fixed rhythm and remains unchanged forever.

However, today, this small town suddenly became lively.

There was a roar of people, and the faces of the simple and mellow civilians were filled with undisguised joy. They greeted each other and rushed to the south of the city, shoulder to shoulder. After a while, the source of such a lively scene finally appeared - several freshly painted white three-story buildings, standing in front of everyone's sight.

The small building is surrounded by walls and railings, and is now crowded with onlookers. Directly to the north is the gate. On the stone wall beside it are engraved with powerful characters such as Bran Dawn Civilian Academy and Knowledge Changes Destiny. Oh, the latter was proposed by some boring person, and was later adopted directly by Losa and became the motto of all civilian colleges.

Yes, these small buildings are colleges open to civilian children, and they are also one of the fruits of the Gray Army's hard work for so many years. At this point, the rule that colleges on the mainland are only open to the powerful will be completely swept into the garbage heap of history.

Crowds gathered at the main entrance. Several people who looked like teachers in black robes were surrounded by people, explaining the origin and mission of the college, as well as the admission qualifications, fees and other issues for civilian children.

Among them, a middle-aged teacher with a slim figure and curly hair is undoubtedly the most attractive. This is of course not because of his artistic temperament, but because he has the most excited expression, waving his fists and shouting at the top of his lungs...

We are a civilian academy here. As long as your child reaches school age, you can send it here to receive the influence of knowledge. Of course, if there is a noble child who is willing to come, we will not reject him like they rejected us... Equality, The first priority here is equality! Everyone is treated equally when they come here...

Why can children of common people only become handymen, waiters, grooms... Why can't they become shopkeepers, wealthy businessmen, or even nobles? The reason is very simple. We have no knowledge, and there was no place to acquire knowledge before. So we have been living in this world for generations. They can only be civilians! But everything is different now. Look at the big words on the wall, 'Knowledge changes destiny!' This is what the leader of the Gray Army Losa said, and it is what we have to do now. Learn knowledge, just for yourself And learn to firmly control your destiny in your own hands...

The college is not a shop, not a tool to make money! Our tuition here is very low, not even as good as the so-called charity money you donate to the church every month. The gods are so high that they have no time to care about our destiny. And if these donations are used Use it to educate your children, and you will most likely change their lives, even for several generations...

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The roar, which was hoarse and slightly sharp and hoarse, kept echoing around, as if there was an invisible force that completely suppressed the humming noise around him.

This is Mr. Homond...didn't you say that he was imprisoned for being disrespectful to the temple a few years ago? A civilian looked at the middle-aged teacher and said in surprise.

A civilian next to him immediately replied: I know this. He was released a few days ago, but I didn't expect that he would come here to become a teacher.

Isn't this strange? Homond is also a declining noble after all, and he knows a lot... Well, anyway, I heard what he said makes sense.

Well, that's true...will you send the child?

Send it! Damn it, I've been working as a handyman all my life, and I can't let my child have to sell swill for a living in the future!

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Conversations like this were held everywhere around the academy, with similar contents. Most of the results were civilians deciding to send their children to school. This is also inevitable. The tuition is already low. So instead of letting your children idle at home or earn a few cents from child labor, it is better to send them here to fight for their future.

At this time, there were two people on the periphery of the crowd, one tall and one short, wearing hooded robes. They were strangers who had traveled a lot.

Tsk, tsk, by the way, you Gray Army did a good job, you have built civilian colleges! But... there is no way to make money, how can you make money with this tuition? And that stupid and bold teacher, tsk, dare to talk to the Temple of Light Stealing food is obviously seeking death.

The shorter man curled his lips when he heard this, obviously having different opinions. Finally, he looked at the grand scene in front of him and simply turned around and left: Vulgar!

Uh... (To be continued.)