Chapter 256 (1/2)

The night is diffuse. There is no cloud in the sky tonight. The stars shine under the clear night sky. Under the full moon, it seems that the whole heaven and earth are covered with a layer of silver yarn.

Hazy and extraordinarily charming.

In a humble camp, a middle-aged man frowned.

”Boss, bear it.” A young man whispered.

The middle-aged man nodded and clenched his teeth.

The young man held a knife in his right hand, and then gently stabbed it into the middle-aged man's right rib. This move made the middle-aged man give a dull hum, his face turned white, and bean sweat began to emerge from his forehead. The young man clenched his lower lip and began to move his right hand. The knife was like cutting a steak. He made a cut in the right rib of the middle-aged man.

Blood gushed from the wound.

”Boss, bear it again.” The young man looked up at the middle-aged man and found that his face began to turn pale. He put down his knife, whispered a word of comfort again, and then held his right hand on a broken rod, ”I'm going to pull it out.”

”Pull!” The middle-aged man uttered a low voice similar to the roar of a beast.

”Three! Two! ”

The young man whispered several times, but he didn't say the word ”one”, so he suddenly made a force on his right hand. He only heard a slight sound of ”poof”. A broken rod with an arrow was pulled out by the young man, and a blood arrow was shot out at the same time.

The middle-aged man was as if he had been hit hard, with a deeper roar in his throat and his face as white as paper.

The young man threw the arrow away in a hurry, quickly took out the ointment already prepared on one side, applied it, and then began to wrap the bandage. After a while, I finally stopped the blood from the wound, but the wound was very deep. Although it didn't hurt the bones and internal organs, it would take at least a month or more to heal completely.

”Hoo.” The middle-aged man exhaled a foul breath. Although his face was still pale, his spirit was obviously a little better than before.

”Fortunately, the arrow was not poisoned.” The young man said in a deep voice, ”otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.”

The middle-aged man didn't speak, but turned his head and looked at everything around him. He looked obviously and began to become a little ugly.

This humble camp has no fence, not even tents and sleeping bags. Everyone can only sleep on the ground. But this is not a problem. The real problem is that there are many wounded soldiers in the camp. Middle-aged men don't have to think about it. These wounded soldiers are at least more than 200. Although most of them are only slightly injured, some of them have serious problems. I'm afraid they can't survive tonight.

This group is the white wing mercenary regiment that left the trade capital.

Now there are less than 500 people left in the original team of 3000 people. If the wounded part is removed, I'm afraid there are only more than 200 people who still have combat capability.

The middle-aged men did not understand why they were so strongly attacked and pursued when they entered the border of the kingdom of dabion, which was completely illogical.

In fact, the middle-aged man really couldn't understand.

The border line across the kingdom of dabion to tonis was defeated by Alfred last time. Under the pressure of the northern aristocracy, the kingdom of dabion sent an army to garrison. Therefore, the behavior of the white wing mercenaries crossing the border was naturally misunderstood by the kingdom of dabion. In addition, the cowardly battle of the boulder family and the defeat of the 4000 noble coalition forces made the kingdom of dabion feel ashamed. Therefore, the white wing mercenaries were regarded as the reinforcements of the Marquis of tonis, and naturally carried out a fierce sweep.

It has to be said that the white wing mercenary Corps does have some strength.

It's really not easy for 3000 soldiers to make a living in the face of 30000 troops stationed in the kingdom of dabion.

Of course, the cost is that the whole white wing mercenary regiment has been basically crippled. It is impossible to set off any storm again. As the core members of the Principality of rumbel, there are only two of them - the middle-aged man with white temples was seriously injured in a fierce battle. Knowing that he probably had no hope of living, he resolutely led a thousand seriously injured mercenaries to break up and create a chance for others to escape.

Fortunately, the head of the white wing mercenary regiment worked so hard, otherwise the whole white wing mercenary regiment would probably be completely destroyed.

Just now.

The middle-aged man sighed and touched his saber.

His weapon is a heavy knife. It is reformed according to the military knife. Only the blade is about one meter long and the radian is too small. In this way, it can speed up when waving. In terms of combat effectiveness alone, he can rank in the top five in the core circle of the whole white wing mercenary. However, with the death of those who are stronger than him, now he is well deserved first, but the first name is really ridiculous.

Because his strength is just entering the upper silver, but he was promoted in this inexplicable war.

”Boss?” The young man seemed to notice the momentum change of the middle-aged man and said with some doubt.

”Nothing. I'm just homesick.” The middle-aged man smiled, ”are you homesick?”

”Boss, where did I come from?” The young man smiled bitterly, ”if you hadn't taken me home, I would have died.”

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment and then said, ”everyone will have a home in his heart The head has it, and so do I, so you should have it. ”

”Boss?” The young man doesn't seem to understand the meaning of this sentence.

”Nothing. I just want to go home.” The middle-aged man lifted the heavy knife, then inserted it on the ground and stood up with his body. The young man on one side hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold the middle-aged man. At the moment, he is very weak, ”it doesn't matter if you can't find a home in the future, but you must find your own faith Only with faith can you have power, so home is my faith for me. ”

The young man nodded vaguely.