Chapter 911: Cold Face and Cold Heart
Two days have passed in the blink of an eye.
The caravan left the steep mountain passes of Lyon and entered the open Shadow Heights. However, the safety factor of the caravan has not been improved, on the contrary, it has been reduced a lot.
The Shadow Heights are not peaceful.
As its name suggests, this highland is the environment of a flat river, and you will only occasionally see three or five low hills, seven or eight. Old trees. It's more of a vast, flat terrain, combined with the elevation of the sea, which makes travel in the highlands anything but easy. Winter and summer are still difficult, the summer sun is scorching, the sun is in the sky, it is really a thousand miles away, the whole land is like an oven, feet on it are hot; In winter, the snow is thousands of miles away, and it is silvery white. The Lyon mountain trail is covered by mountains, so it is fine that there is not much snow. Turning out of the mountain road into the highlands, the snow was knee-high, making it much more difficult for the caravan to travel.
Fortunately, Chidori is already an expert in this area, and the deputy head of the regiment can melt snow and ice as long as he sprays some snow melting agent on the snow. Woke sent a team to melt snow in front of the caravan and use it for reconnaissance purposes. In the winter in the highlands, there are some dangerous beasts, and the bigger danger is the bandits. It's just that the scale of the bandit group active on the high ground is not large, and the largest grizzly bear group is only about twenty people.
Thousands of birds are not afraid of this, but Wolf is not willing to bump into them. Don't be afraid, there are still troubles. The regiment commander rode on his horse, looking at the figures who were opening the way in front of him from a distance, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned. There was a young man he had high hopes for, and Woke believed that the child would one day take his place in the Thousand Bird Mercenary Regiment.
Darang narrowed his eyes, and the wind and snow left a white frost on his eyebrows. He erased it casually, he was dressed in black and black, and a handful of fine iron was hanging on each side of the war horse. Gun. Two handfuls short. The guns could be combined into a double-headed spear when needed, and on these two guns, Darang did not lack effort. With his skill in spear and horse fighting skills, he has few opponents among young mercenaries.
This young man is not smiling, but he has an excellent temperament, and he is not angry at how others tease him. So this cold face is not excluded in a thousand birds. Darang tightened his cloak and whistled. The front rode back, also a young mercenary. He was older than Darang, had a horse's face, and grinned to see that the row of teeth was missing a front tooth.
That's when this guy got drunk and got into a fight with someone and smashed the other party, and the price the other party paid was lying in bed for three months. The horse-faced Hunter is a good friend who has known Dalang since he was beaten barehead, but he has a completely different personality from Dalang. Hunter is straightforward, speaks without concealment, offends many people, and has many friends. This guy's source power is only so-so level thirteen, but the brute force is not small. The battle against the enemy is a pair of iron fists, once the mission ran into a roadblock bandit, and he smashed a robber in the chest with a pair of fists and died, which can be called the backbone of the mercenary group.
"How's it going?" Darang asked softly.
Hunter grinned: "It's going well, your old man's snow melting agent has been tried and tested, and you can see that there are times when you miss." At this rate, we will be able to reach the mountain castle in two days. β
Darang nodded, he looked into the distance, pointed to a low hill not far away, and said, "Stay there for a while." β
"Understood." Hunter paused, lowered his voice, and said, "I said boy, do you have to watch Miss Felyn a little closer?" She's been getting too close to that red-haired kid lately, which isn't a good thing. β
Darang said expressionlessly, "It's her freedom to stay with whoever Ferrin likes, as long as the other party has no malicious intent." β
"You're wood." Hunter said angrily: "Who doesn't know that Captain Voch is going to marry Fei Lin to you, she is at least half of your fiancΓ©e, how can you not care about your future wife at all." β
"Not yet, is it?"
Hunter slapped Darang on the head: "You kid can't open up a little trick." Be attentive to Fei Lin, such a cold and cautious person may run away with that red hair. What do you say that guy came from? β
Da Lang said slowly: "People with Mr. Roger's letter of introduction are naturally innocent people. There were three of them, and he and the big boy were ordinary people, but the black-haired man was not simple. He had a strong aura in him, and Mr. Vooch said that the man was at least level twenty. Looking at his attitude towards the red hair, it is obvious that he is undoubtedly guarding. Being able to invite a level 20 powerhouse as a guard, needless to say, they must be nobles. β
Hunter opened his mouth and said, "If you don't say that your kid looks cold, his head is very flexible." I don't see you say a few words to them, but you know so much, tell me what's the trick? β
Darang pointed to his eyes: "Father used to say, do our business. The skills can not be high, and the eyes must be bright, otherwise I don't know how to die. β
"Then I can't really learn it." Hunter said, "No wonder, noble. They are always isolated and stay in a corner by themselves when they are resting. Phew, the nobles are amazing, are they too close to us, they can't stand it? β
"There's no denying that they were born nobler than we are. If I had been born into the aristocracy, I would have achieved so much now. Although I don't forget to exercise every day, you can see that they are just ordinary people, but they have a level 20 powerhouse as a guard. Twenty levels, even my father and the head of the regiment have not been able to cross the level, but such a person only serves the nobles. Even if I practice for another ten years, I may not be able to cross this hurdle......"
Looking at the silence in his playmate's eyes, Hunter patted him on the shoulder and said, "Dalang, you are so smart and diligent, you will definitely be able to pass the twentieth hurdle." What's more, you're still young, and after you're level 20, I think we'll be able to expand our Chidori. β
Da Lang smiled: "You're going to be a mercenary here." β
"Why not." Hunter smiled and said, "I'll go and see how those boys are doing." β
Darang nodded and watched his friend leave. He exhaled, his fists clenched. Even Hunter, who had the best relationship with him, did not know the young man's thoughts, and Darang had told himself more than once. If he can break through the level 20 level, he will leave the mercenary group. The world is so big that you can't go, if you have that kind of strength, why bother to bend in a small thousand birds.
He didn't care about Feline, and that's why. For him, if he left the mercenary group, Feline was destined to be separated. Ten thousand steps back, even if he can't meet his requirements, Woch will marry this daughter to him. He doesn't suffer horizontally and vertically, so how can he be tight.
But Hunter was right, Feline had been getting too close to the red-haired nobleman lately. Before he left the mercenary group, it would be a shame for Fei Lin to get along with other men. Darren frowned, wondering how to keep Fehrin away from the nobles.
"Here we go again."
With a helpless look, Ant pushed Alan next to him and said, "Does that woman like you, you see, she is looking for you again." β
Dyeing her trademark silver hair red, Alan who is now red-haired and red-eyed, smiled: "I think she likes you, but you forgot, people said you were cute on the first day." β
Ante glared at him angrily.
Alan patted his forehead: "Oh yes, our Sir Onte is already an adult, how can we still describe cuteness." Today I will correct Miss Ferrin in this wrong idea, and make her change her mind, and at least praise you for your handsomeness. β
"Die!" Ante glared at the red-haired fellow hatefully, found a corner wrapped in a blanket and said, "I won't go out when it's cold outside, call me for dinner." β
"Yes, Young Master Onte." Alan pretended to bow to him, then opened the car door and jumped in. The sight was immediately occupied by a red face, and Fei Lin, whose face was red from the wind and snow, exclaimed excitedly: "Mr. Zaga, shall we build a snowman?" β
Allen, who goes by the pseudonym Sachar, smiled, "It's not good, it's too naΓ―ve. If you want to play, I can let him accompany you. β
He pointed to Onte in the carriage, who simply wrapped his head in a blanket and didn't hear it.