Even if you walk on the brink of life and death every day, soldiers are still the ones who should not ignore life! - King of Soldiers: Wuming.

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In the early morning, after a night of watering of light rain, the soil on the ground mixed with the long-fallen leaves to produce a more unpleasant smell of rot than before.

After walking rushing overnight, Wuming watched the rising smoke from cooking stoves rising in the village that had not been seen for many days, and his uneasy heart finally calmed down.

He raised his hand to wipe the rain from his black hair. Wuming looked at the hunting tools he brought back from the dwarf village, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

With these tools, the lives of the villagers will be better in the future. Wuming thought this way and took big steps toward the village that had not been seen for many days.

Flashes of horses neighing, and waves of shouting from the crowd came into Wuming's ears who had just entered the village.

"People in the village! Don't resist stubbornly anymore! We are soldiers from the Shenlong Kingdom! This time we recruit new recruits to defend our country!"

Captain Gerry stood outside the village and shouted loudly, but his eyes revealed a lot of helplessness.

The nineteen knights who came with the Gri Knight were also filled with depression when they looked at the village in front of them. In the past, they only needed to go to the Propaganda Department of the Central Village to review the above regulations, and the elderly in the village would contribute part of the strong men. Who would have thought that they risked their lives to enter the Great Xing'an Mountains and encountered villagers that were tougher than the mobs that had revolted in the past.

According to previous regulations, when encountering such a village, knights have the right to ban these villages that resisted the conscription and put them on charges of treason and wipe out the crimes of treason.

When these knights planned to do this, they sadly discovered that the villages in the mountains were very different from those around the plain city.

In order to prevent the attack of wild beasts, not only were there a batch of fences placed around the village, but there were also traps specially used to deal with wild beasts buried under the open space outside the fence. One of the war horses eager to charge the knights retired early with the help of these traps.

Faced with these fences that are actually more difficult than the fences on the battlefield, and facing the villagers in the mountains who are hundreds of times more powerful than those living in the villages around the city, Knight Gerry could only choose to shout and hope to convince the other party.

"We are not the people of the Shenlong Kingdom. The soldiers of the Shenlong Kingdom have never protected us, and the Shenlong Kingdom has never given us the treatment we deserve. There are no young people in our village, so you should leave!" The old village chief shouted fiercely with a hoe in his hand.

Knight Gerry never wanted to leave this annoying village, but when he thought of the tight frontline, he had to threaten and induce the villagers again.

"All enlisted soldiers will have a reward of gold coins! If you make meritorious service on the battlefield, you will receive more rewards! Even if you sacrifice your life for the country gloriously, the pension will be quite high! Mr. Village Chief, don't you want to improve the living environment of villagers?"

"Dear Knight, although we have never seen the world, we know that life is only once, but money can be earned slowly! Please go back!"

The nineteen knights' war horses spewed out heavy breaths, as if they had already felt that the master sitting on them had begun to gradually lose patience.

"Mr. Village Chief, I know that it is almost impossible to capture your village with our twenty knights. But the dignity of the knights does not allow us to retreat. I believe that the village will always have to pay a considerable price to end our lives by launching a collective charge, right?"

Knight Gerry slowly pulled out the sword at his waist: "What's more, there is a huge army of the Dragon Kingdom behind us! When we are killed, there may be a team of knights here with a hundred or a thousand. Can you still stop it?"

How could the knights, who are respected by most people in the outside world, endure the repeated insults of the mountain people? For a moment, other knights also silently picked up their spears and made basic preparations before the knights charge.

The village chief was silent, and the power of the twenty knights collectively charged was for fear of it.

Whoosh...

Everyone just heard a rapid sound of a broken hole. When everyone looked at it again, an arrow feather had already penetrated into the soil in front of the war horse.

Knight Gerry looked at the arrow feathers that had entered the ground with a foot of the arrow, and couldn't help but breathe a breath of air conditioning.

There are many archers in the army, but the power of the arrow feathers shot can be compared with that of large-scale crossbows. This is the first time that the knights have seen it.

It can be shot so deeply into the ground, and it can also be done by shooting through the body armor. This idea keeps circling in the minds of the knights.

Death under the enemy's sword is the most glorious way of death that most knights think. Death under the arrow feathers is the most cowardly way of death that most knights feel.

When the knights thought of dying under the bow and arrow, they couldn't help but hold the reins of the war horse and remove the preparations for the charge.

"Wu Ming! Wu Ming is back!"

"Good boy! It's really time to come back!"

"Uncle Wuming is back! We don't have to be afraid!"

The villagers who were very nervous just now relaxed their spirits at this time. The timid children who were hiding behind the adults were no longer timid and shouted excitedly around Wuming.

Knight Gerry looked at Wuming in the mouth of the villagers from afar, and also understood that the powerful deterrent arrow just now came from this man equipped with various weapons, like a mobile arsenal.

Wearing so much heavy equipment, even a strong war horse would feel overloaded. Wuming's easy movement surprised the knights again.

"Young warrior! You have the power to avoid bloody conflicts." Knight Gerry slowly pulled out the hilt of his waist, and a light blade sprayed out more than three feet long from the hilt of the sword. He carefully chose to speak: "Do you want to lead the villagers to fight against the entire country? How many knights can you kill with your personal strength alone? Can you resist the attack of the Golden Knight? Can you resist the sprint of the Silver Knight? Can you resist the attack of the magician, the magician, and even the sword saint?"

Lightsaber, a special weapon called prehistoric magic, a weapon that is said to be comparable to weapons forged by dwarves. A powerful lightsaber can easily cut through iron armor. In the eyes of civilians, lightsaber itself represents a huge power, but prehistoric magic is very difficult to study. The current mass-produced lightsaber is not much stronger than that of ordinary swords, but its lightness characteristics still make many knights favor it.

The old village chief's face was already quite ugly at this time. The old village chief who had been to the outside world many times in his early years naturally knew that the terrifying existences such as magicians and sword saints were not something that their small village could resist.

Wuming saw a trace of familiar thoughts flashing in his mind when he saw the lightsaber, and at the same time, he was inexplicably disagreed with the lightsaber. He even thought that this defective product was too embarrassed to show off.

Wuming didn't know the strength of the various names mentioned by Gerry, but when he saw the ugly face of the old village chief, he knew that what Gerry said was not some incompetent people.

As Gerry's words were thrown out, most of the people in the village frowned and fell silent.

"Dear Mr. Knight, you are here to recruit soldiers who can kill more enemies for the country. If I agree to leave here with you, I wonder if you can agree to let these villagers go. Even if you go back to explain to your boss, you cannot mention that there are other villagers here. Can you accept such conditions?"

"Wu Ming! What are you talking about! We don't allow you to do this!"

"Yes! There are other solutions to things! We don't allow you to do this!"

"Wu Ming! Do you know what war is? It is possible to die at any time! We agree to die for our loved ones! It is unacceptable to die for a motherland that has long abandoned us!"

Gerry felt a little blushed and guilty when he listened to the villagers' words. The country had never cared about this village. If it weren't for the tight war and had found this village from the old archives, perhaps the country would have continued to forget the village.

Compared with the death of the villagers and the sacrifice of their lives for the country on the battlefield, the knights naturally knew how to choose. Now Wuming has set up steps for them so that they will not be guilty of running away on their backs. After discussing privately, the knights shouted in unison: "We are willing to swear with the honor of the knight! We accept your proposal!"

As for how to report back to the army, these knights have also discussed ways to deal with it.

The army against the country ended up being dead. The old village chief originally planned to achieve the effect of losing the least amount of villagers under the conditions of both sides.

Wuming stood up alone and avoided the separation of many wives and children. It was naturally the best outcome.

The old village chief sighed, opened his hands to stop the villagers from talking, patted Wuming's shoulder with a sad expression on his face and said in a deep voice: "Child, we owe you too much."

"Without you, I might still sleep in the iron coffin, or I might have fallen asleep." Wuming whispered: "Maybe I can find my past memories after leaving the village. Besides, I still have money to earn when joining the army, which can subsidize the consumption in the village."

Speaking of war, Wuming's heart once again felt that unreasonable disgust, and his blood became excited for no reason.

The old village chief shook his head and said painfully in the voice that only he could hear: "You don't understand, you don't understand the cruelty and terror of war, that is the Shura hell on earth."

Knight Gerry threw a bag of gold coins into the village and pulled the reins of the restless horse: "The war is tight! Young warriors, choose the right weapon for you from your home, and we must hurry back!"

After removing the heavy full-body armor made by a dwarf, Wuming could immediately feel much more relaxed.

The knights were surprised to see that the black-haired young man who had just shot a fatal arrow was so young. In terms of black-haired humans on the mainland, they were naturally inferior to those with golden-haired and blue-eyed humans, so most of the black-haired and black-haired humans engaged in martial arts will choose to develop in relatively high-skilled aspects. This is the first time Gerry has seen people like Wuming.

"This young warrior, I'm not intentionally insulting you. I just want to ask, does the set of full-body knight armor you took off mean to sell it? I'm willing to give out ten gold coins!" A knight riding on the war horse could tell at a glance that the set of armor was a top-notch product from the hand of the dwarf.

Wuming hesitated to look at the armor on the ground. Even though he was wearing protective armor made of velociraptor skin, the heavy armor was a testimony to his friendship with the dwarves.

Wuming's hesitation made the Knight mistakenly think that the seller is not satisfied with the price.

"I can give...well... fifty gold coins! Yes! fifty gold coins!" The knight said gritting his teeth, as if the fifty gold coins had exhausted all his strength.

Wuming didn't know the prices outside and the value of the gold coins themselves, so he naturally wouldn't react, but the old village chief was stunned by the hearing.

Even Knight Gerry looked at the Knight beside him in surprise.

You should know that a gold coins in a village outside can solve the problem of food and clothing for an ordinary family for a year. Even if the salary of a knight is higher than that of an ordinary person, the price of the fifty gold coins is also the salary of the knight beside him for two years.
Chapter completed!