One hundred thousand mountains, Dawn City.

The setting sun gradually sets, struggling to cast the last afterglow, the setting sun is like blood, and it is reflected on the dark city wall, giving it a different sense of cruelty and solemnity.

At this time, more than a hundred meters outside the East City Gate, a team of stretched teams were slowly coming, dragging their weapons and shattering their armor, as if they had just suffered a defeat. However, they were in good spirits, chatting with each other, and laughter came from time to time.

After getting closer, I don’t know who was the first to discover it. Soon everyone in the team looked up at the wall several feet high, and the atmosphere was stagnant. However, as a pair of arms waved above the city wall, the team began to lively again, followed by a variety of shouts.

"Good evening, leader."

"Good evening for the old marshal."

"Report to the leader, the old marshal, after a arduous battle, we finally successfully defeated!"

"Ha ha……"

...

It was obviously a defeat, but the lower part seemed to have won a big victory, with laughter and joy.

If this scene is seen by those who compile newspapers in Branco cities, they will definitely write about gray-clothed chaotic people under heavy pressure, finally mentally collapsed, mentally dysfunctional, etc.

Above the wall, Luosha and Old Marshal Oumeng stood behind the thick city wall. The former waved his arms while chuckling. Although the latter looked solemn, the corners of his mouth also meant that he was in a good mood.

"Yeah, the morale of the army is available." After the soldiers entered the city wall, Luosha put away his arms, turned his head and joked. Then he asked, "What batch is this?"

"These kids...well, the fifth batch."

"Then there is another group of soldiers we sent are all defeated." Luosha frowned with a look of horror, "Oh, such a bad record, I can imagine what the newspaper outside would say. I really hope that Joshia and the others will not be scared, haha...ah...ah, um. You, the highest military commander, also have an unshirkable responsibility."

When Oumeng heard this, he smiled bitterly, his lips twitched, and finally looked into the distance, as if there was a very beautiful scenery there.

As the supreme commander of the gray-clothed army, Oumeng and Luosha have known each other for a long time. Naturally, they know that this leader, who usually looks very majestic and generous, is also very talented when teasing people. Of course, after being teased for a long time, Oumeng has also formed a way to deal with it, that is, to remain ignorant.

Sure enough, "Oh, it's really boring." Luo Sha glanced at Oumeng with a serious face, showing a lack of interest. Then he patted the thick wall stone and whispered in a normal tone. "Tomorrow is the time to test you...Dawn City, don't let me down."

"Don't worry, leader!" Oumeng, who was standing beside him, finally took over the conversation, first pointed to the connected levels in the distance, "The tens of thousands of proud Bran soldiers will come in from there tomorrow, and we are almost the same number. With the benefits of the city wall, their early attack will definitely be frustrated. At that time, we will open the city gates on both sides and surround them. Finally..." He pointed to the city in front of him and said firmly, "They are all going to die here!"

"I'm not worried about whether this battle can be won." Luosha shook his head, and he was very confident in his tone. He turned to look at the already large-scale city building behind him. "I just want to confirm that this Dawn City is the home we can rely on!"

He paused and sighed, "Oumeng, they have been traveling around with us for many years. Now they have finally found a place to settle down, and this is made up by themselves bricks and stones. I must make sure that this place is solid and foolproof!"

"Don't worry, leader!" Oumeng repeated the confirmation again, then raised his head and looked directly at the setting sun. "Those tens of thousands of soldiers will become the first touchstone of this city, and here will be the dawn that we will never fall!"

"Ha, this is awesome!" Luo Sha chuckled, then looked at the setting sun, "In fact, it's secondary. I just thought that since so many people are willing to follow us, it means that what we do is meaningful. Now that we have struggled so much and died, we have finally achieved some results. Now it's time to test. Well, I'm a little nervous..."

The words changed, "But we will definitely win in the end, and then we will gradually spread with the starting point... One city of dawn after another, and one civilian home after another! I really hope that it will come soon, and I am still there..."

A faint voice drifted into the distance with the bitter cold wind from high places, and then it was inaudible.

This sounds a bit discouraged, but it doesn't need a passionate oath-taking meeting here, so it doesn't matter. And Oumeng can fully understand Luosha's feelings. Even if the students in the academy face a small exam, they will inevitably be nervous. What's more, they have been struggling for it for many years, and the illusory result they originally thought is becoming clearer and clearer, and they will inevitably feel a little worried about gains and losses.

Besides, they are no longer two people, or a group of people. Now there are thousands of people who have their lives on them, and they must be responsible for this! Leaders are not that easy to behave, especially when crossing the river by feeling the stones...

Dong, Dong, Dong...

Just as Losha and Oumong stood silently on the city wall, waves of trembling and shouting came from behind.

The two of them turned their heads and saw soldiers carrying cities such as large city guard crossbows, catapults, Thor's hammers and other city guarding equipment onto the city walls. Tomorrow is the war period, so these things will naturally be in place.

The reason why I was not lucky before was to hide my strength and prevent being seen by the scouts of Bran's army. But I don't know if the scouts here are too powerful or the other party is too confident. After a few days of fighting, no Bran scouts came over, which was useless to waste Luosha and the others' consideration for this.

Of course, these are just details, and they can be considered as happiness. If the commander of the regular Bran soldiers knew the strength here and understood that the battle a few days ago was here to let the water go, and deliberately led them to test the defensive ability of Dawn City, they would probably have to directly transfer the army and go home.

"Okay, I'll go down first. I'm waiting to see tomorrow's result... Huh?" Luo Sha, who had just turned around and said hello and was about to leave, was suddenly stunned, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the dozens of people gathered in front of the city gate, "Isn't that Tang En's gray space? It's strange, why do you feel like you're going to fight?"

"Uh, why?" Ou Meng was slightly surprised and looked there with his eyes narrowed. "This... the atmosphere is a bit strange. Maybe it's a quarrel. They usually have a good relationship. They shouldn't take action."

"kindness……"

...

...

Below, the gray space is divided into three teams of finished fonts standing.

David stood with his subordinates on the side facing the city wall with expressionless expression. Mithur and his subordinates stood opposite each other, with a little Carol in the middle. They seemed to have just returned from outside, with horses beside them. Next to the two teams, Harry and Luke were standing there. Their faces were a little worried. Their bodies were tight, and they seemed to be rushing forward to rescue them as soon as possible.

"What's wrong, David, my face is so bad?" Mishe put down the reins and walked over, with a slight smile on his feminine face.

David still looked solemn and asked hard, "Where have you been these days?"

Mishe replied lightly: "Just go out for a walk..."

"I ask, where have you been there these days?" David strode forward, pressed against Mi Xiu, and asked with a little lowered his head and word for it. Then, without waiting for Mi Xiu to answer, he spoke again. "Are you going to find the bandits' village again?"

Mishe frowned and spread his hands: "Why do you ask that?"

"Mith!" David suddenly roared, staring at Mith's thin eyes as if they were bronze bells, "I know that your parents died at the hands of bandits, so you will continue to retaliate against the bandits with the most cruel means... Harry, what are you doing? Let me go, that's what he thought..."

Harry and Luke, who were standing beside him, had already stepped forward and held David's excited arms respectively when David was roaring.

"David, I warn you not to mention my parents." A smile disappeared on his face, and a dangerous light flashed in Mithur's eyes.

David was stunned and then shouted: "Okay, I apologize. But you used cruel means to bandits..."

"Is there any problem?" Mishe returned to his calm face and curled his lips slightly, "Didn't the boss do this before?"

"Let me go!" David burst out with brute force, directly shaking Harry and Luke away, stepped forward, grabbed Mixiu's collar, and pointed to Carol beside him, "But the boss never lets little Carol watch! Mixiu, what the hell do you think. I warn you, I don't care what you will become, but if Little Carol changes, I see how you explain when the boss comes back! No, I don't have to come back, I won't let you go first!"

Soon, Harry and the others stepped forward again and pulled the furious David away.

Mishe slowly wiped away the spitting stars on his face, raised his head and said calmly, "Oh? Why don't you let me go? In other words, why do you care about me?"

"Just because I am the first to talk to the boss, a few seconds faster than you... Let go, this kid has changed! I want to deal with him and call him back..."

"Okay, David, please say less. Mithur, don't say it..."

"Yes, they are all brothers who crawled out of the dead together, so I can't say anything clearly."

"He has really changed..."

"Whatever you have changed, it's all brothers, David, don't talk nonsense..."

"Haha, get rid of me, can you beat me now?"

"The boss doesn't want to see you when he comes back...uh?"

...

The field suddenly became quiet, and the few people who were pulling and pulling here stopped at the same time, then looked at Mixiu, who looked calm.

If David and Mixiu don't count, Gray Space recruited two members in total. After the second period, the members were directly divided into half of David and the others. They naturally had no say in such a scene. Now the only ones who can persuade the fight are Harry and Luke. They, together with David and Mixiu, survived life and death with Tang En, and their relationship is naturally extraordinary.

In the past, there were conflicts between them, but it was mostly a quarrel, and it was all over the place to drink. As David said just now, beating Mithur for a meal was also anger. He couldn't do it even if he really wanted to do it. But Mithur's current sentence "Can you beat me?" undoubtedly upgraded this nature.

"Roar!" David roared violently, took the opportunity to break free from the shackles, walked to Mixiu again, clenched his fists, his face turned pale, "Mixiu, do you want to play really?"

Mithu was silent and looked at David without saying a word.

The scene fell silent again. David and Mishe's men were both tense and took a step forward slightly. Both sides looked straight, with a faint confrontation.

Harry and the others stood in the middle, looking at the stalemate scene in front of them with some helplessness. They were not Tang En, and they did not have the ability to suppress the incident. They did not belong to either side. If David and Mishezhen clashed, they could only come forward and hold the two of them together.

The scene became colder and colder, and the smell of gunpowder gradually became richer. At this moment,

"Haha..." Mishe, who had a calm face, suddenly grinned and took a step back to resolve the confrontation. "Of course it's fake, it's just a joke. You're actually taking it seriously."

He paused and patted David on the shoulder, "I just took Little Carol out for a walk and relaxed. But I didn't touch a single copycat. If you don't believe me, you can ask her."

"Uh, that's it..." David was a little confused by Mixiu's sudden change of attitude. Especially after seeing Little Carol nodding, he was a little embarrassed, grabbed his hair and squirmed with his lips, "Mixiu, me, that, I..."

"Haha, it's okay, don't I understand you yet? Don't take it to heart!" Mishe smiled and pounded David's shoulder, and said in a relaxed tone.

The cold scene suddenly turned into a happy mood, and David and Mithur's men all took back their confrontational eyes without any trace. Harry and the others breathed a sigh of relief and surrounded them.

"Mishu, you are not kind, you deliberately scare us..."

"Not to say, I really looked like it just now, which made me stunned..."

"Yes, this acting is almost up to the boss..."

"Haha, it's my fault. That's it..." Mishe bowed to Sifang, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Go to Old Wood Tavern, I'll ask everyone to drink and apologize."

"Haha, how can you be so good? Call Brother Frey and the others. You must drink you poor today."

"It's a must. I haven't drunk together for a long time. I must get him drunk today."

...

But for a moment, the group walked into the city with their shoulders as Tang En did when he was in his arms.

Mixiu was chatting and laughing with her inside, and there was no sign of anything strange on her face. Then when she passed by the city gate, a subordinate stepped forward a few steps and whispered in a low ear: "Captain, are the bandits we had circled before... Are they still coming tonight?"

"Let them live a few more days first, and then talk about it after the war is over."

"good……"
Chapter completed!