MTL - Law of the Devil-Chapter 628 [against defense]

Chapter 268 [Re-defense]

"Muse, I saw her in Yajincheng. I saw it from afar. She was wearing armor and uniforms. There were other soldiers nearby. But looking at them, those people were very weird. I sent people to inquire. It seems to be an army that mobilizes supplies from the central front..."

Little Charlie smiled and Du Wei’s face was immediately serious.

Du Wei immediately sent someone to write a letter, and quickly sent people to the Central Wolf Camp.

But after a while, he called the elders of the guards:

"Fat guy, I am worried that he will not act according to the order. This thing, you run for yourself! Bring me back to me! It’s just a mess!!"

A few days later...

The northern front of the empire, south of the Central Fortress.

It is not far from the Imperial Theater Air Force Base. The separate military camp is large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people.

In this military camp, although there are not as many troops in the army, at the gate of the camp, in the early morning, the warriors who come and go wearing armor have been busy back and forth.

A team of horse-drawn carriages entered the military camp after the documents were presented. The bare carriages behind the carriage were loaded with bags of food, dried meat, and armor, a bundle of heavy ridges.

Inside the military camp, a flag embroidered with a weird pattern hangs on a flagpole. The strange pattern is like a sharp beak of a beast.

On the school ground in the military camp, there is no queue of neat drills like the regular army of the empire. Instead, some soldiers trained in the early morning have formed a queue that seems to be loose and actually implies certain rules. On the playground, a small team was formed, and some strange tactical exercises were carried out by the terrain on the school ground: high and low, ground breaking, obstacles, and so on.

Some of the warriors did not even wear armor, but they wore some strange clothes with strong camouflage, such as uniforms with branches and leaves. Or helmets that are **** with straw, and even some of them have black, green, and green paint on their faces.

On the side of the school yard, there were some warriors, who took off their shirts and barely swayed at each other. Many people gathered around and shouted.

It’s not like the regular army of the empire, they are not.

Here. It was the only official official recruitment of the empire, and admitted that its legal status, the mercenary wolf army under the leadership of Longbottom, had made a wonderful achievement and won the first airborne army to defeat the enemy after the enemy.

Longbottom, this fat man, with a team of cavalry, rode a few laps around the camp in the morning. At this moment, the whole body has been active, sweating all over, and taking off the armor, wearing only a uniform, striding through the camp. Along the way, the thick-maned men nodded and said hello, "Emre, you lost your wrestling last night, and carefully broke your leg!" "Karl, you bastard, don't drink alcohol in the morning!" "Rocky, Why are your eyes so red, do you think that the girls couldn’t sleep last night?"

Although these words are rough, they are in such places. It is the most common language of the soldiers.

Obviously, Lombard has already received the support of the mercenaries in the Wolf Army. Everyone is respectful and affectionate to him.

After the fat man strode past a barracks, he came to his big account and kicked the planks and strode in.

The barracks was next door to Lombard's own barracks. When he came in, he saw the armor and weapons that were randomly removed from the ground, and there was a hint of wine in the air.

The fat man shrugged his nose. Some frowns.

There is only one bed in the barracks. A person in the bed was wrapped tightly in a blanket, curled up into a ball and was screaming. Probably because it was too exhausted, it also made a small, intermittent buzz.

The fat man approached the bed and looked down at the bed.

Muse, this tomboy, wrapped in a blanket, but from the shoulders of her bare outside, this girl did not take off her clothes, but slept with her clothes. She was lying on her side, holding a wine in her arms. The skin, because it was too sweet to sleep, the small mouth was slightly open, the corners of the mouth and the pillow, and even left a trace of saliva.

"Hey, a pretty cute girl, how to sleep like a fool. God, actually screaming and drooling."

The fat man picked up his eyebrows and did not reach out. He raised his foot and gently kicked Muse's **** across the blanket. He called a donkey: "Hey, tomboy, get up!"

no response……

"Hey! Get up!"

Screaming... snoring...

The fat man was angry, turned and walked outside the door, took a bucket of water and strode back, stood in front of the muse's bed, took out a whistle from his pocket, and slammed it hard...

In the middle of my sleep, Muse was licking her mouth, as if she was still dreaming, and suddenly she heard a sharp whistle! The voice was sharp and harsh, and suddenly she woke her up!

Then I heard the fat man’s screaming...

Urgent collection? ?

Hula, Muse immediately bounced off the bed as a conditional reflex, and subconsciously went to grab the hand and look for the boots that were thrown at the bedside. But she just opened her eyes and saw that the fat smile of the fat man was at the bedside. She hadn’t called it yet...

Oh!

A bucket of cold water poured down the head, and suddenly the muse screamed like a cat stepping on the tail, and jumped up!

"Bastard! Dead fat! What are you doing! Are you crazy!!"

Muse was finally awake, staring at the fat man with his eyes open. This abominable fat man actually had a malicious smile, holding a bucket in his hand and looking at himself with a smile.

"Wake up? So get up to Laozi! You are just a pig that likes to sleep late... or a noble pig."

The muse fired, and she immediately screamed: "You are a dead fat man! Who allowed you to run into my room!" After that, she also subconsciously grabbed the blanket.

The fat man sighed and dismissed the gimmick and looked at it: "What? Anyway, you didn't take off your clothes... Then again, at your age, when my daughter is too small. You listen, here is the military camp! Now the sun They are all sun-sucking. Are you still hiding in bed?"

Muse reluctantly glanced at the rogue fat man, fell down again, fell on the bed, and snorted: "Please, fat man... I am taking a break today! Hell! I am taking a break today! I came back from the Eastern Front yesterday. Horseback riding back and forth for six days! I shipped you a full twenty-six car supplies! Now I am on vacation! You can't understand the holiday!!"

Longbottom did not have a little bit of enlightenment, still smirked: "I certainly understand that the holiday is approved by my own. But..."

He suddenly reached out and lifted the wine bag on the bed and shook it twice: "It’s empty... you can really drink it. It seems that you are now drinking. But you guy, have you forgotten my order? Do you have a holiday, allow free activities in the camp, but... don't drink in the military camp!!"

Said, the fat man is like a handle, like a smile, staring at the muse.

Muse was not afraid, and looked at the fat man. In one sentence, I put the fat man back to death: "Dead fat, this bag of wine was stolen from your room."

"Uh……"

He swayed the wine sac and immediately screamed and shouted; "Bastard! This is my treasure! You actually drunk it!!!"

Muse shook his head, and it picked up the blanket and climbed to the bed. Sleepy, I touched the ground for a while: "Fat, where did you kick my boots?"

"On your feet." Longbottom angrily pinched the empty bag: "Do you not take off your boots when you sleep?"

Muse jumped to the ground and stretched out. I grabbed the armor and the weapon on my body, and then I looked back at the fat man: "Even if you are my sergeant, you can't just break into my room... And, next time you call me to get up, don't allow Splashing water again! Now I have to wash my face..."

"Sorry, there is no water to wash your face." The fat man pointed at the empty bucket: "Your water has been used."

After all, it is a military camp. Every soldier has only one bucket of water per day.

Muse looked angry at the empty bucket. Furious: "You!! You know, I don't know, I haven't slept for three days in order to complete your mission! I haven't washed my face for three days!! You are!! I am a girl! Girls are to be clean!! ”

The fat man hugged his arms and smiled at her, and this deliberately said: "Oh, are you a girl? I can forget you or a girl. Look at what you are now."

Yes, if you must describe the Muse now, then there is only one of the most straightforward words: Hey!

Very awkward!

Her hair is messy. Even some gray-headed faces rushed to mobilize food and materials. When she came back last night, she was very tired. After drinking the wine, she fell down and fell asleep. I didn’t care about it.

The clothes on the body were originally white, and now there is a suspicious smudge, yellow dust, and wine marks...

Looking at her appearance, who would have thought that she was the young Master of the Liszt family (Miss?), and it was still a clean aristocrat!

Since running away from home to the north, Muse, who has nowhere to go, can only run to the fat man, hiding in this military camp, and serving as an officer under the fat man. Of course, there is no official position, because this is a mercenary. Except for the nominal leader Fatty and Hussein, no one else has a formal official position.

Every day, she trains with those swearing mercenaries, crawling and riding, riding in the wild, and walking for two or three days, sleeping in the wild, drinking streams, eating dry food, and not taking a bath for a few days is a common occurrence.

After coming to the north, she kept hiding beside the fat man, but...even she didn't know what she was hiding.

Later, Du Wei led the troops north, and after serving as the head coach of the Eastern Front, the fat man once wanted to send her to the east, but this chick is not willing to die because Gabriel is in the east?

It doesn't seem to be...

She continued to stay here with the fat man.

The fat man here, this mercenary, nominally belongs to the central theater, but because of the previous violation of the order, privately launched the enemy airborne combat, although the battle plan was successful. The fat man also received a reward, and the mercenary also got a formal number "Spider Army."

However, the top of the Storm Corps, who had not seen this group of "Utopia", became more and more dissatisfied! Even if the battle was successful, the top leaders in the Storm Corps became more and more annoyed with the fat man and the mercenary. In addition to the term "the rabble of the locals", a "disobedience" was added.

In addition, the Storm Corps in the middle has not achieved any good results. The fat mercenary has been rewarded, but it is inevitable.

As a result... Afterwards, in the supply of supplies in the military, this wolf army was less likely to suffer from some white-eyed eyes. When distributing supplies, it was often shackled by the people of the Stormtroopers. procrastination……

The fat man was tempered by the temper, but even the people of the Stormtroopers turned their faces.

Fortunately, the Air Force’s General Andrei and the Tulip family are closely related. With his support, the Air Force’s supplies are often mobilized to help the fat man. However, the fat man who was fed up with the white eye of the Stormtroopers, but after Du Weibei, sent someone to find Du Wei.

Du Wei is naturally short-sighted for his own ties. Since then, the mercenary mercenary, although still in the middle, but the material attacks, are all shipped from the eastern front.

Muse refused to go to the east, insisted on staying with the fat man, and the fat man did not care. A few days ago, let Muse personally lead the team to the eastern Asian gold city to collect the materials of this month. Muse led the team back and forth for six days, and it was really hard.

Speaking of it, the fat man is also very concerned about the muse, gave her a separate barracks, and also takes care of it on weekdays. Although there is a woman in the military camp, but these mercenaries are not regular soldiers anyway, the imperial mercenary industry is not without women (such as the former Ruolin), so those mercenaries will not be too fuss.

"Okay, okay." Looked at Muse's murderous eyes. The fat man waved his hand: "I call you to get up is good... you don't know how to be a good girl. Get up, there are good things. If you don't catch up late, I don't care for you."

Muse had already put the weapon on, and wiped it from the bucket a few times. The palm of his hand was stained with water, and his face was messy. He wiped his face with force and rubbed his hair: "Okay, what a good thing!"

"We are going to start." The fat man smiled awkwardly: "I personally led the team... We bypassed the fortress, went all the way to the west, and then... ran quietly to the back of those enemies to get a ticket! Oh, now is the grain harvest. In the season, we can't idle, to mess them up."

Muse’s eyes immediately lit up: “Sure enough, good! Well, you have a conscience, so interesting things don’t forget to call me.”

"Just go! We are ready to go in a little while."

When I got to the door, the fat man suddenly stopped. He looked back at Muse and hesitated: "There is one more thing... Muse, you are here, this thing, you can’t help people. I think the Duke will know sooner or later. Maybe he knows it now. Maybe there will be a letter in these days, let me send you over..."

Muse immediately became a little dazed, stunned, and then shook his head: "I don't go! Nothing! I don't want to go to Du Wei's hands... I hate that guy."

The fat man touched his chin and smiled a little. The smile was a little weird: "That can be just you...but, in case the boss knows, I secretly help you hide, I am afraid I have to smash the army stick."

Muse rolled her eyes: "You are fat, you can't beat you."

After hesitating, Muse took away the smirk, lowered the voice, and was sincere and sincere: "Actually... I know that you take care of me... Thank you, Uncle Long Barton."

When the fat man heard it, a face suddenly seemed to see a ghost. The mouth seemed to have an egg in his mouth. He opened his eyes and stared at Muse. "You! What are you calling me! You actually called my uncle?! My God. !!!"

Muse made a face and smiled. "Isn't it? You said that my age is too small for your daughter."

"I am still less than forty years old!" The fat man yelled, and finished, stretched out his big palm and slammed it on Muse's head: "Don't call it Laozi! Mom." He said Although it is easy, but there is a trace of pain in the eyes.

Muse looked in his eyes and lowered his voice. He said softly: "Fat... I heard that you used to have a daughter..."

"Turn off your ass." The fat man is on fire, and he is going to stretch his feet to kick the Muse. He is skipped by Muse: "Come and take your horse! Go to the camp door to gather! If you are late, I will fight you." stick!"

Muse spit out his tongue and ran out. When he walked past the fat man, he whispered, "Thank you."

Watching this girl jump and ran away, Longbotton sighed and looked at the back of the distance. In the eyes of the two hundred and five, there was a hint of kindness and warmth.

Pinch the pocket... There is a letter in the pocket that Du Wei wrote.

He just lied to Muse... Du Wei is not "will know sooner or later", but already knows! It is already known that Muse is here.

The letter was sent to the ground last night. In the letter, Du Wei asked the fat man to send someone to send the muse to Yajincheng. If she refused, she would tie it to the past!

This is the original words of the letter Duwei.

But this time, the fat man made his own claim and disobeyed a Duwei order. Anyway, he was not the first to defy the order.

Just because... At the beginning, this poor tomboy, when a single horse ran to go to himself, this always looked strong, like a little hedgehog, Xiao Nizi, when he ran to himself, one The tiredness and weakness of the face, the sad things in the eyes, let the fat man give birth to compassion.

These days, she is here, eating meat with a bunch of sturdy men, drinking a big mouth, shouting loudly, seemingly happy, but... Which girl will sleep in the room at night, holding a wine bag?

The trace on the pillow... is it really just saliva?

Still... tears?

"Fucking." The fat man licked his cheeks full of flesh: "This young scorpion, love and love, is really troublesome. How can I love when I am young, love and hate? The joy of coming? The girls who like them are very robbed. The young people nowadays are really dead and face to live!"

In the old cigarette, Du Wei’s personal letter, with a team of cavalry, rushed all the way to the camp of the Langya Army. It was already late.

However, he finally came a step late. The people of the Spike Army told him to lead the Lord Longbotton. Today, he smoked a thousand people and went out to "hunting."

"Hunting" is the slang of these mercenaries. In fact, it is to take people around the road to harass the enemy.

Longbottom was not there, the old smoke inquired about it in the camp, and said the appearance of the Muse, and sure enough, many people recognized it. I just learned that Longbottom took the Muse together.

Old smoke sighed... Sure enough, as the Duke’s adult thought, let him pick up and pick up people. It’s too late to be late.

This Longbottom was disobeyed.