The valley camp was temporarily built, so everything seemed very simple. Most of the wooden houses were made of wooden boards as beds, and there were tables and chairs. Of course, due to the abundant wood, every household had a brazier that was burning to heat.

At this time, Joshia, Darren, and Borg were sitting in a room with a middle-aged woman to discuss things. It can be said that these people are the leadership of this small group. The middle-aged woman is Megan, who is in charge of logistics, and Joshia is currently learning to do things with her. A person who only joined was not qualified to attend such a meeting, but Joshia's identity as a magician is really unnecessarily ignored, so Darren still brought her.

Of course, this kind of small meeting does not require any strict process. Darren rubbed his palms on the brazier twice, then smiled and asked Megan, "How much food do we have left now?"

The biggest problem with this team at present is food shortage, so as long as a few people get together, the first thing they need to talk about is food.

Megan shook his head: "Not much, even if you add the game you have hunted these days, you can't last for at most a week."

Darren frowned and slapped his palm: "Damn...uh, these damn Central Army, those who are damn Central Army in the middle of winter do not guard against the Northern Wilderness, but are just making trouble here!" Seeing Joshia here, Darren held back and didn't swear.

"Yes." Borg said, "and according to the estimates of Chief Luosha, the movement this time should not be small!"

"It's just a fight. We have been spending so many years, but now this food... Alas, ordinary wild animals have been hiding in winter, and we dare not touch some large monsters. The harvest of a week is only so small, and this road won't work." After breaking his beard, Darren sighed.

Speaking of this, everyone frowned, and the room was silent for a moment.

In fact, the problem of food is a problem that the Gray Clothes Army has been facing since its establishment. The north is vast and sparsely populated and has a large area of ​​land. Logically speaking, there should be a lot of food. However, because the weather in the north is really cold and is not suitable for plant growth at all, the output of food will never increase.

In addition, the north is a place where wars are frequent, and grain has long become the supervision of military supplies. The poor have worked hard all year round. After paying various taxes and being exploited by the nobles again, the remaining grains are only a small amount, and almost no one is trading on the market. Only in big cities can some related grain merchants transport them from the south to sell and trade.

The special group of the Gray-Clothed Army is surrounded and suppressed from time to time, so it is impossible to stay in one place for a long time, so there is no question of planting. As for buying and selling in big cities, it is OK in normal times. But in this situation, it is undoubtedly impossible.

After a while, Darren suddenly spoke, "It seems that he can only do that!"

Borg's eyebrows moved: "You mean..."

Darren nodded heavily.

Joshia and Megan looked at them in surprise: "Do you have a way?"

Borg chuckled at Joshia and replied: "When we were hunting wild animals, we saw a small team of supplies. The flag should be from Cangyan Legion, one of the three major central armies on the front line."

"We're going to grab military supplies?" Joshia and Meghan were shocked.

"Haha, not bad." Darren touched his beard and grinned, "I have to get something back after being chased for so long."

Joshia said hesitantly: "But there will be troops accompanying this kind of material."

Borg nodded and said, "Well, the one responsible for escorting is an eight hundred infantry team."

"Eight hundred infantry team?" Megan raised his voice, "We only have four hundred combat power for the full battle, but only half of the opponent's. Can we fight?"

"It's not that there is no chance..." Borg said, "We have observed that the 800-man infantry team is not a war-ridden army that often goes to the battlefield, but should only be responsible for transporting supplies. As long as we successfully ambush, we will kill the infantry captain as soon as possible. At that time, a charge can disintegrate their morale."

Darren nodded and said, "No, and it is difficult to support it based on our current situation. It is rare to see this team of supplies with only 800 people escorted. Since we encounter this time, we cannot let it go!"

Everyone nodded. There was really no choice in their current situation.

Seeing that the other three agreed, Darren nodded and said, "Okay, I..."

"roar!!!"

Just as Darren was about to announce the resolution to pass, a roar suddenly came.

Uh...Borg and Darren looked at each other and looked surprised. Joshia and Meghan seemed to be used to it.

Joshia said: "This is Arthur...sorry, well, he said that it won't be like this one day."

"Arthur? Oh..." Darren suddenly realized that when they started to tie Tang En, they had seen this roar.

Joshia took the opportunity to say, "Arthur should also join the gray army, well, I'll be his introducer."

"He?" Borg raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, Mr. Arthur is very awesome. Well, many of my ideas were taught to me by him. I believe he will bring changes to the Gray Clothes Army..." Joshya seemed very proud of Tang En and spared no effort to recommend it.

"But his identity...well, sorry Joshia, I don't believe him, but you know the situation is more complicated now." Borg said, spreading his hands.

"So I said to be his introduction. I am very familiar with Arthur, no problem." Joshia said firmly.

The blog blinked and smiled, "Well, since Joshia is so sure, then I agree to Brother Arthur joining. Where are you?"

Darren and Megan also nodded at the same time.

"Yeah!" Joshia said excitedly, "Thank you, Uncle Darren, Aunt Megan, well, Borg."

Borg waved his hand and said, "I'm not busy with thanks... Well, Brother Arthur seems to be very good at being good. The key to our ambushing the infantry team this time is to kill the captain as soon as possible. What's better for Brother Arthur to do this?"

He paused and then said, "And in this way, his identity will naturally be fine, and it will convince other brothers.

"No, how can a newcomer who just joined do this?" Darren frowned.

Borg smiled and said, "I just made a suggestion, it doesn't matter whether I do it or not..."

"Uncle Darren is fine, what Borg said makes sense..." Joshia pursed her lips, "But, I will discuss this with Arthur first."

"Well, okay... Brother Arthur must not force such a thing." Borg comforted.

"Yeah." Joshia nodded.

Since I have decided to rob the grain, the next thing I will discuss is various details, such as the other party’s current location, ambush location, etc.

These things were mainly agreed upon by Darren and Borg. So Joshia left first and went to find Donn.

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In the cave, Tang En had returned to normal. After listening to Joshia's words, he couldn't help laughing... Isn't this just a confession...

Although he was not interested in joining the Gray Clothing Army, Joshia spoke, and Tang En was willing to help, so he nodded in agreement.

In the next few days, this gray-clothed army began to prepare for mobilization.

Those who usually seem honest and friendly as farmers, uh, are actually farmers, and start to sharpen weapons like machetes.

The military equipment of this group of gray-clothed army looked very shabby, usually with a big knife. Only Darren and Borg had full armor on the entire army.

The killer's integration of the environment was professional. In just a few days, Tang En was familiar with most of the gray-clothed soldiers and learned about some situations.

Darren is the supreme leader of this gray-clothed army. He seemed to have been a soldier and fought wars before. Later, he left the army for some reasons and finally came to the gray-clothed army.

After hearing this, Tang En couldn't help but smack his lips. No matter how he heard this, he felt like he was getting back and forth... However, Darren is very generous and has no scheming. Every time he charges, he likes to rush to the front.

As for Borg, he was a nobleman like Joshia, and he was also a viscount. However, it seemed that the family had done something crossing the line and was discovered by King Bran and was punished. There was no such thing as "the king asked the minister to die, but the minister had to die." Borg's family immediately resisted and was suppressed in the end, but at least the person ran out. At the end of the desperate situation, the entire family surrendered to the gray-clothed army.

Borg grew up in a noble college, smart and studious, and is one of the few outstanding second generations of nobles. He teaches all the troops and war power and scheming in the aristocratic campus. Borg now learns and uses them, and wins several small-scale wars. He is an excellent tactical commander. Now the tactics of this gray-clothed army are all made by others.

In three days, the gray-clothed army had all been prepared.
Chapter completed!