December 4th, early morning.

Qiao was wearing her coat and yawning, squatting in the corridor, and washed up with a 'hoa'.

The rough towel wiped his face hard, and the remaining trace of sleepiness disappeared completely under the stimulation caused by the strong friction. Qiao Yangtian sneezed, put on his coat tremblingly, and wrapped his coat tightly.

Gorkin's loud and powerful voice came from outside. Amid his call, the house was requisitioned for temporary residence. The Imperial officers and soldiers of a fully organized regiment under Gorkin's rule had already assembled.

According to the Imperial Army system, there is a full field team with one commander, two deputy commanders, two guard companies, and three full battalions under the jurisdiction. Two special logistics companies are deducted, and there are 1,531 full combat personnel.

Gorkin's regiment has been fighting on the front line of the Lanyin Corridor, and there are often losses in battle, and there are often new recruits in the rear.

I just experienced the Battle of Wolf Tooth Castle. Now the total number of soldiers under this regiment under Gorkin is more than 1,700, which is more than 100 more than the normal full-sequence sequence.

Qiao pressed his hands on his armed belt around his waist, and took Mr. Si Gengsi and others slowly through the large courtyard and came to Gorkin, who was consolidating the army.

Nearly two thousand imperial officers and soldiers were neatly arranged into three large, two small and five square formations, and stood straight in front of Qiao like a tree stump. Everyone was fully armed and wrapped in thick winter coats. They breathed heavily and vigorously, and their faces were blocked by a thick layer of white mist.

The evil spirit is strong and the army is majestic.

Qiao looked at the elite Imperial Field Army unit in front of him and suddenly drooled.

Compared with these elites, his current subordinates are Marcos' Blood Axe Team that can stabilize the battle. Let's not talk about the group of guards of the Vitu family; the Great Ivan's Blizzard Team is a group of old-***-sons!

Not to mention combat effectiveness, but in terms of military posture and discipline, the Blizzard Team was simply compared to nothing.

"According to the order of the superior, the headquarters will be replaced. Now everyone, follow my order..." Gorkin saw Joe coming, he nodded and shouted loudly: "Everyone, turn left? Four people in a row? Team of troops... go!"

A group of logistics soldiers rushed over with a group of war horses. The soldiers gathered in the courtyard shouted slogans loudly? Four people in a row? They lined up in an orderly manner and walked out of the courtyard with a rumbling pace. They ran along the street towards the outside of the Langya Castle.

Qiao followed Gorkin on the back of the horse, and a group of officers rode and trotted? Following the large group of people.

When I came last night? It was late at night, and Qiao was not in the mood to look at the scenery of Wolf Tooth Castle.

Now the sky is slightly bright, and under the dim skylight, this important town of Lanyin Corridor built at the hands of the Principality of Canglang? The rough alien style is completely revealed in front of Qiao.

Spacious? The widest one can have five hundred feet and the narrowest one can have two hundred feet.

The huge stones are built up, relying entirely on the original shape of the huge stones, without any carving and processing. The buildings made of small and small stones stand in rows on both sides of the street.

These buildings are rough, tall, and heavy? They lack the architectural beauty, but they are strong and durable enough.

Just like the nomads on the plateau, they give people the feeling? They are rude, fierce, and lack the breath of civilization, but they are like thick moss everywhere? They are extremely tenacious in vitality, what a difficult and dangerous environment? They can all survive stubbornly.

On the street? There is a patrol team of twelve people.

Twelve people? It happened to be the full squad of the Imperial Army.

Gorkin's large group of people crossed the street, and the patrol teams along the way raised their hands to salute. Gorkin rode on the horse and returned the salute to them with a serious expression.

On the roadside, there are also early-washed residents of Wolf Tooth Castle.

Most of them are descendants of the Highlanders, with dark skin and slightly curly hair, which all illustrate their identities.

Only a small number of descendants of the imperial people were mixed together, but the descendants of these imperial people, like those highlanders, looked fierce and distorted when they looked at Gorkin's army, and looked like they had a deep hatred of blood and irreconcilable.

"I don't like the eyes of these people." Qiao Ceqi followed Gorkin, pointed at the people on the roadside and shook his head.

"The Empire has lost the Lanyin Corridor for too long." Gorkin's dark eyes flashed with extremely fierce eyes: "But what else can they do besides standing on the side of the road and being ruthless? Their bones are not as hard as they think."

"Occasionally, there are a few hard bones that are broken with a sword, and they are broken." Gorkin said coldly: "The broken spine bones are useless to connect... Or, simply cut off their heads. The disobedient highlanders will die."

Joe looked at Gorkin in surprise.

The brother he once remembered - the brother of the little girls in Tulun Port although the fight was fierce, but in essence it was very introverted. The greatest fun every day was to write love poems and play the violin to hook up with the brother of the girls in Tulun Port...

His back in Qiao's impression has gradually faded away.

Only this cold, ruthless, and cold as a steel knife, Lieutenant Colonel Gorkin...

Qiao sighed in his heart, this is war!

A large group of people walked on the snow-covered street. On the street, there were gradually big men in brown and yellow uniforms, with shackles on their feet and holding various tools in their hands, and they struggled to clean the snow in the cold wind.

When these big men saw Gorkin walking by with a large group of people, they all raised their heads and swept the Imperial soldiers with vicious eyes, and some of them cursed in highland language.

The Imperial Army soldiers who were in charge of supervising the workers picked up heavy sticks and smashed the big men in a mess.

‘Bang, bang, bang’, the hardwood stick as thick as an arm hit the big men, making them scream in pain. They gritted their teeth one by one, bent down with resentment on their faces and continued to clean up the snow.

In the building on the roadside, behind the windows facing the street, the curtains were lifted open.

Figures stood behind the glass windows, staring at the brigade of Imperial Army soldiers walking on the road in vain.

Countless invisible gazes swept by, and Qiao felt a strong, almost real malice in these gazes.

"After each window, there may be arrows, bullets, and bombs."

Gorkin patted Qiao's arm, pointed to several tall buildings on the side of the road and said in a deep voice: "So, if you march on the street, you must be vigilant and alert...especially, don't enter remote alleys or auxiliary roads..."

After pondering for a while, Gorkin tilted his head and said, "Well, if a beautiful lady is in trouble and asks you for help... arrest her directly. If a lost child asks you for help... arrest him directly. If an old man who falls asks you for help... arrest him directly."

"Anyway, at our pace, no matter what trouble they have, arresting them and taking them to the military camp, all troubles are not troubles... But if they follow their pace, they may be really asking for help, and perhaps at their destination, what awaits us is a trap."

"Last night you said you entered a military university, which is a good thing."

"But there are many things that the group of teachers in the military university don't understand... Only after you have experienced it personally on the battlefield can you know how dark and terrible the hearts are. If you want to survive on the battlefield, you have to make yourself terrible and dark!"

Joe blinked: "Did you... experience it yourself?"

Gorkin was silent for a while and pointed his finger at his heart.

Joe remembered clearly that yesterday he saw a half-inch-deep scar near Gorkin's heart. The scar that had healed was still so deep, and you can imagine how serious the injury was when he was injured.

"I just left the recruit training camp and entered the third month of fighting on the front line. At that time, I was not in the Lanyin Corridor, but in the north to guard against the group of Ice Field Barbarians who came across the sea."

"I'll save a girl who is only twelve years old at most." Gorkin narrowed his eyes and muttered lowly: "Her leg was seriously injured. I hugged her and went to find a medical soldier... She gave me a sword with a rippled short sword."

"Then, three ice-field beast soul warriors with the same strength as me at that time jumped out, and three people surrounded me and killed one."

"I killed all of them...that little girl..." Gorkin looked up at the sky: "that little girl..."

"You killed her?" Qiao's eyes widened.

The twelve-year-old girl... This inexplicably reminded Qiao of Weima.

Although she assassinated Gorkin, she was the enemy...but...

"I want to let her go, but the three people I killed were her three brothers, the only three men left in her family. Her father, uncle, and other brothers all died in battle when they attacked the empire."

"She killed herself with the rippling dagger in front of me."

Gorkin shrugged: "I haven't recovered for a month...but later, I'll get used to it."

Joe grinned, raised his hand and gently patted Gorkin on the back.

Just get used to it.

It sounds uncomfortable.

"Gorkin, you said, isn't it good for you to continue writing your love poems in Tulun Port? Why are you here to join the army?" Qiao sighed helplessly.

"But, I can't write love poems for the rest of my life, right?" Gorkin looked at Joe with a smile and said with a smile: "Then, take over the property left by Hesen, and lie in the corridor with his stomach at a young age to bask in the sun?"

"No, no, no, that's not the life I want."

"In addition to love poems, gold coins and women, I have greater pursuits... the sky, freedom, and the noisy wind!" Gorkin looked up at the sky seriously and murmured: "Even if my life ideal is to hook up with more women, I cannot be limited to the small place in Tulun Port."

Joe's face was pitch black.

Gorkin laughed 'gaga', and he slapped Joe's arm hard: "No, no, no, no, that's what to say to coax children... Tsk, how could my life ideal be so narrow?"
Chapter completed!