"You clearly think that I feel so relaxed, and I feel unbalanced," Ren Xiaosu said with a dark face: "How can you be so petty as a commander of the Northwest Army?"

Zhang Jinglin said naturally: "This is not a prudent. Since it is a hiking journey to hone the next commander, you must naturally feel how hard it is. Think about it, the sentries here are not extraordinary people. How hard they work every day? If you don't add weight to yourself, can you feel it deeply?"

Zhang Jinglin continued: "If you don't feel it deeply, how do you know how hard the sentries here are in the future? I don't ask you to overload, just let you experience the life of ordinary people."

"The commander is the commander. It's just a little bit of a single thing when it comes to reasoning," Ren Xiaosu curled his lips: "Which stone do you want to carry?"

"How much weight can you carry now?" Zhang Jinglin asked.

"One hundred kilograms?" Ren Xiaosu asked tentatively.

"Tell me the truth!" Zhang Jinglin said angrily.

"I haven't tested this in detail," Ren Xiaosu said as he went to the side of the road to find a stone as big as a winter melon and carried it on his shoulders: "Is this OK?"

"No, I think you're not struggling at all!" Zhang Jinglin searched around for a long time, but found a stone half a person tall: "It's it."

Ren Xiaosu walked to the stone until Zhang Jinglin saw that he had difficulty carrying the stone, and then he was satisfied: "Okay, keep moving forward!"

However, after walking for another two hours, Zhang Jinglin felt that his knees could not bear it anymore. As a result, when he turned around, he saw Ren Xiaosu, there was not even a drop of sweat on his forehead.

It is already early summer season. The northwest is hot during the day and cold at night. Ren Xiaosu carried such a big stone when the sun was in the sky this afternoon. How could he not even sweat if he was really tired?

Zhang Jinglin said suspiciously: "Aren't you tired?"

Ren Xiaosu said with pain on his face: "I'm so tired!"

"Really?" Zhang Jinglin asked.

"Of course it's true," Ren Xiaosu roared angrily: "You can try carrying such a big stone, you will be tired if you carry it!"

Zhang Jinglin sighed: "If you don't say anything else, your acting skills are really good..."

"Where did I reveal the truth?" Ren Xiaosu said in confusion.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Jinglin directly pressed Ren Xiaosu's shoulder and jumped on Ren Xiaosu's back.

So the scene became, Ren Xiaosu carried the stone on his back, and Zhang Jinglin sat leisurely on the stone. Ren Xiaosu was unhappy: "You are a commander of the Northwest Army, why do you still like being lazy so much?"

"This is a journey to train you, not me," Zhang Jinglin said indifferently: "I'm pretty good. My previous commander said that his old commander drove the car when he took him to the outpost."

Ren Xiaosu complained: "How are you better than him? I think you might as well drive directly!"

Zhang Jinglin glanced at his watch: "Okay, there is only more than an hour left before the expected arrival time, hurry up!"

The two of them set off again. Zhang Jinglin sat on the stone and enjoyed the scenery. The hillside was rolling and rolling in the distance. The sheep were lowering their heads to eat grass. Occasionally, you could see yaks passing by not far away.

Zhang Jinglin suddenly said: "I have never been so relaxed when I came to the fortress before, nor have I had time to appreciate the scenery here. However, when I thought that one day the war started again, the corpses would be buried here, so I felt that the scenery here was ruined."

"Have you ever thought about counterattacking those wizards," Ren Xiaosu said curiously: "Isn't this a one-time solution?"

"Think about it," said Zhang Jinglin: "But the opponent's power is too mysterious, which makes us feel afraid. Before we understand the enemy's strength, we cannot bet on the lives of the people behind us."

Ren Xiaosu nodded, just like the war between the Fire and the Expeditionary Legion, before thoroughly understanding how many troops the barbarians have, rashly pursuing and counterattacking will only lead to failure.

"I heard from the big fool that they sent people to infiltrate. Isn't it going well?" Ren Xiaosu asked.

"It's not going well," Zhang Jinglin shook his head and said.

"Is it because of language barriers? Different skin colors?" Ren Xiaosu said curiously.

"No," said Zhang Jinglin: "Because they have plundered a large number of our compatriots in the past two hundred years, in fact, 80% of the races there are no different from us, and their languages ​​are the same. I guess when the first group of wizards plundered the population and developed themselves, they did not expect this result. Of course, we also need to be vigilant. This situation not only facilitates our people to get into their society, but also means that they can get into us."

"Then why can't it penetrate?" Ren Xiaosu asked.

"Because we can't create wizards," Zhang Jinglin explained: "The wizard organization is a power structure that is above everything in that country. Moreover, the organizational structure is extremely strict. As long as you are not a wizard, you can't really understand what methods they have."

"We cannot know the exact number and level division of these wizards, nor can we know where their power comes from, and how to check and balance," Zhang Jinglin continued: "Maybe when a wizard really appears among our people, this situation can change, but we don't know how to become a wizard."

"Have you found a clue to their source of power? Are you awakened like us?" Ren Xiaosu asked.

"No," Zhang Jinglin said confidently: "Their power has a complete system and inheritance, which is different from awakening by luck. Moreover, these wizards appeared before the disaster. In fact, they have no hatred for us, but when a civilization rises, they will inevitably have a certain degree of exclusivity towards other civilizations, and a society that is constantly improving must have great demands for resources. We believe that the 178 Fortress will have a battle with the other party sooner or later, because the land they live in is not rich."

However, at this moment, Ren Xiaosu suddenly turned his head and looked at the distant hillside. Zhang Jinglin asked, "What's wrong?"

Ren Xiaosu looked at the two sheep on the hillside and said, "I always feel that the two sheep are looking at us."

Zhang Jinglin smiled and pinched his shoulder: "It's just two sheep, keep moving forward, the soldiers at the outpost are still waiting for us."

"Well, maybe I've thought too much," Ren Xiaosu nodded: "After leaving the northwest, I always feel that the enemy may be nearby, so my nerves are a little tense."

When the figures of the two gradually disappeared on the horizon, the two sheep on the hillside who were originally lying down and eating grass turned around and ran away, not knowing where to run.

A shepherd dog saw them leaving the team and wanted to stop them, but the shepherd dog had just approached, but it seemed as if it had seen something very terrible and retreated.

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Chapter completed!