The team was moving forward slowly and neatly. Locke rode his horse to adjust his state. This was to fight, and people would die. So Locke would adjust his state before the war. He had seen people who were stronger than him die at the hands of weak people. In his opinion, this was an abnormal performance, which led to his life being lost. He did not want to be such a person, so he had to try his best to exert his strength.

The war horse was selected by him after he was promoted to the squadron leader. Each squadron leader had his own war horse. Under the guidance of Uncle Yoshak, Locke chose a maroon-red war horse. Nowadays, the life of war horses is more expensive than human lives. Such a war horse can be exchanged for at least a full-body armor worth 80 silver coins, and it is priceless. When a person wearing war armor dies, the armor can still be taken off and used. If the horse dies, there is no place to replenish it. This is why the baron owns a cavalry squadron and only gives the squadron leader a first-class horse.

"Gao, gao" Locke rode his horse and searched in his squadron. He was about to open up his war morale was very important to the soldiers. He now appeared in front of his soldiers, with the purpose of letting the soldiers know that their squadron leader was near them.

"Brother Locke, when will we get to Francis City?" The person who spoke was Gulas, a man with a thick beard and majestic body. Among the people Locke knew, Uncle Shake was the size of his size stronger than him. He was transferred from the first squadron, and he was originally the squadron leader. Now he was asked to serve as the squadron leader of their squadron. After a few days of getting along, Locke felt that this was a meritorious person.

"The troops are marching urgently, and they will arrive this evening at this speed." Locke said after thinking for a while.

"Ah, wouldn't there be a war tomorrow?" After that, Golas curled his lips with a little regret.

Locke glanced at him, "Nonsense, go to the city tonight and siege it for a night, and you will do it tomorrow morning." Locke said, he could see that this guy Gulas was a militant, and he didn't waste his size, and he didn't know how crazy this guy would be when he fought.

Locke didn't say anything. The reason why he sieges the city tomorrow is because they have to join the Baron Kashgar first, otherwise the loss of siege with only one baron is too great. Although the regular army of the Kingdom of Charlotte was defeated by them, the rotten ship also has three pounds of nails, and Frans City is said to be a baron's city.

At 2 noon, hundreds of infantrymen sat neatly in the woods beside the road with small teams as the basis, and dozens of cavalry rushed past the plank road from time to time. Baron Kaidozi and several squadron leaders were sitting on a huge stump discussing something. The dark yellow stumps were densely packed with annual rings, indicating that the newly cut tree had a long lifespan.

At this time, several cavalry roared over. The cavalry led by the leader dismounted quickly as they approached Baron Kaidozi and others, and then held their hands to take the order. "How about it, when will Baron Kashgar and others arrive?" Baron Kaidozi obviously lost patience in waiting and asked with a little anger.

"Sir, the Baron Kashgar's troops are expected to arrive in half an hour," the cavalry reported.

The baron waved his hand and asked him to go down.

The few people here were a little irritated. "This guy!" Several people with bad tempers even complained. Although Baron Kaidozi looked calm at this time, those who knew him knew that this was a sign of the Baron's furiousness.

"Dadada..." A sound of horse hooves came, and finally, the Baron Kashgar's troops arrived.

"Everyone stands up and reorganizes the army!" The squad leader received orders in advance and immediately sorted out the members of the squadron. The squadrons were closely connected. In just a few minutes, a five-row military formation was formed. The cavalry squadron also set off under the command of the commander, and marched forward like thunder.

When the Baron Kashgar led his soldiers to arrive, he saw this iron-blooded military appearance. The Baron Kashgar smiled and walked forward to say hello to Baron Kadozi, "I'm sorry, I'm blocked by a group of refugees on the way, it's too late." Although he was an apology, the Baron Kashgar squinted his eyes and smiled without any apology.

"It's okay, we haven't waited long. We have to look up to you more brother this time." Baron Kaidozi didn't look angry at the moment, and he also smiled and complimented.

"Every time I see your troops, I can't help but envy. It's such a powerful army." Baron Kashgar looked at the soldiers around him, but his eyes were probably stuck on the cavalry not far away.

The Kashgar Baron also had cavalry, but only a dozen cavalrymen followed him at this time, which was his personal guard.

"I dare not take it, I dare not take it." Baron Kaidozi said modestly.

The two began to chat, as if they had no intention of leading the army immediately.

When Lock saw that most of the soldiers brought by the Kashgar Baron were infantry, with a large number of people, with an estimated number of more than 600 people and only more than ten cavalrymen. They were all near the Kashgar Baron, and it seemed that they were all personal protection. It seemed that the two adults took out their bottom line this time, because the two families cooperated several times, Lock also knew about how many soldiers the Kashgar Baron had.

Unlike the orderly soldiers under Baron Kaidozi, although the Baron Kashgar has more infantry soldiers, most of them are relatively casual. Locke observed that some of the soldiers under the Baron's men were not even holding guns correctly. At first glance, they were new recruits who had just joined the army, and some of them had dark faces, as if they had just come down from the field. If you look alone, you can't see anything, but compared with the soldiers under Baron Kaidozi, the right judgment is immediately made.

Baron Kaidozi and Baron Kashgar finally finished their greetings. Baron Kashgar was still smiling and said to Baron Kaidozi, "It's getting late, let's go."

"Yeah, go." Baron Kaidozi said, and waved his hand, all the squadron leaders returned to their squadron and led the soldiers to set off along the plank road.

The Kashgar Baron also slightly organized the military formation under the shouts of their respective commanders and started to set off. The Kashgar Baron also discovered the gap between the soldiers on both sides, but just frowned and continued to chat and joke with Baron Kaidozi. Both of them had special people leading horses and walked side by side in the middle of the line.

Locke's squadron was at the end of their army, connecting the Baron Kashgar's troops. He couldn't hear what the two barons were talking about, but it was just a conversation about the private affairs of a noble lady in Wangdu, or about what good things he had seized. "The fun of the noble..." Locke shook his head.

There were many familiar faces in the Kashgar Baron troops, all of whom had fought together before. Those who knew Locke, looking at Locke's dress at this time, could not know what was going on? They all showed envious expressions. Locke also nodded to these people. Most of the people they knew with Locke were at the level of the squad leader. Don't underestimate them. These people are civilians like Locke, who have no power or potential to get to the level of the squad leader, and they all have their own abilities. Many friends and multiple ways, Locke handles things with this principle.

In the evening, the red sun in the sky emitted the last light and sank below the ground level. Frans City ushered in the darkness. This is a small town, but the dense streets and houses are one after another. It is not difficult to see that it is a prosperous city. But at this time, the yellow leaves on both sides of the street were not cleaned, and refugees sat on the ground on the street. The shops had already closed, and the shops with doors were forced to open by the refugee door. The broken wooden doors of the shops showed what kind of chaos they had experienced. It is unimaginable that this was the prosperous and beautiful Frans City a year ago.

Two men in black cloaks were walking in a deep alley in Francis City. One of them looked a little bloated, and it seemed that more than one of them was.

"Miss, it's getting dark, let's go quickly." An old urging sound came from the black cloak behind.

When the person wearing a black cloak heard this, he accelerated his pace. Under the black cloak was a woman with a fair white face, and her golden hair showed her outstanding identity, but she looked very haggard at this time. Under the cloak, she was still holding half of the girl in her hand. The little girl was probably only eleven or twelve years old. Although she was gorgeous but thin, she was a white arm under her sleeves. The little girl hugged the woman's neck. Although she could see that the little girl was not in good condition, she did not shout, but just hugged the woman quietly.

The two walked to the wooden door deep in the alley. The man in the cloak behind stepped forward and patted the door. Soon, a woman who looked like a maid in her seventeen or eighteen years old opened a crack in the door. After seeing the two at the door clearly, they immediately opened the door. After they entered, they immediately closed the wooden door, and the surrounding area fell into darkness.

I took the exam two weeks later and I was busy reviewing recently and it was very uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!