Blood Dragon

Scar stopped abruptly, because of the pulling effect of the iron chain, the entire team stopped.The old man looked at the anger in the other party's eyes, and let out a hey laugh of unknown meaning.

"Don't stop, go!" There were shouts and curses in the distance.

The old man patted Scar's shoulder lightly.The team moved on.

"We didn't betray, we were betrayed..." After a while, the old man heard Scar say in a low voice.

"So you gave our little king a sword?"

"I just……"

"Is the country asking you to do dangerous and secret things? After you have sacrificed a lot to complete the task, you suddenly refuse to admit it... This kind of thing is common. But if you attack the king in anger, then Then you will never be able to clear up the charge of betrayal... But at least it is an outlet, and even if you don't do this, there is probably no chance of overturning the case."

Scar was silent, and the old man continued talking on his own.

"However, many things in the world are inherently so dirty. Powerful people often betray others through behind-the-scenes transactions in exchange for benefits. When you agree to perform such tasks, you are stupid! But... like you Young people, who are overwhelmed by the sense of honor, are also easy to be fooled. So you ended up here? You should really thank those who planned to organize criminal soldiers, otherwise, you might have beheaded for public display."

"What about you?" Maybe it was the irony in the old man's tone that angered Scar, who suddenly asked back. "How did you get here?"

"Me? I have always been in front of my holy knight...until one day, I saw something that humans shouldn't see...so I came here."

"Could it be that you didn't kneel down to worship the gods of the star field?"

"If only that was the case..." the old man sighed, raising his eyes to the sky. "I saw not only God, but something more..."

"There must be a limit to nonsense." Dao Scar dismissed it.

"Nonsense..." The old man let out a self-pitying sneer. "I wish this was all my bullshit. Is there any water in the water bag?" He changed the subject.

"There is a little more." Scar replied, shaking the water bag at the same time.Every criminal soldier has such a small bag on his body.But this water bag is so small that the water inside is only enough for a person to consume for a day.Every evening at camp, every bag is sure to be empty.

"Give me a drink."

Scar handed the water bag to the old man, who took a sip and threw the bag back.

"Boy, if there is anything in your heart that you want to say, just say it. To tell you the truth, we are almost dead this time. Do you know why we recruited death row prisoners like us to serve as criminal soldiers? That is because we want to Let's die! They need to assess the combat power of Kaleian's vampires!"

"You seem to be familiar with vampires? Are they really powerful? I've heard that vampires are not that strong. For example, they can't shine on sunlight, they can't go through flowing water, they can't..."

"You can't smell garlic, you can't reflect your shadow in the mirror, and you have to lie in a coffin to sleep..." The old man took Scar's words, his voice full of sarcasm. "I've heard that too! But, I must say, it's all bullshit. Remember what I said last night?"

"Are you telling us not to get close to vampires?"

"That's right, you just have to remember one thing—very few fighters survive the face of a vampire."

During lunch, the army did not set up a camp, but simply took a nap in the desert, and hurriedly ate some dry biscuits with the water in the water bag.

"Head, let's talk about vampires." Under the simple sunshade tent, the criminal squad gathered together, enjoying the rare coolness in the scorching heat.

"The number of vampires in Calian is actually not many, so in theory, we shouldn't encounter..." The old man pondered for a while. "By the way, there is something I want to tell everyone. Those skeleton zombies resurrected with black magic have a characteristic, that is, they don't know how to retreat."

"Even the bravest fighters will choose to take a few steps back when faced with concentrated attacks from multiple enemies on the battlefield. But those undead monsters will not back up, because they are actually just puppets manipulated by black magic. But this Half of one point is good and half is bad. The downside is that they can’t be expected to be defeated, even if they fight to the last one, they won’t be shaken. The upside is that as long as we cooperate properly, those monsters are actually not difficult to deal with.”

It is also a nap, far away from where the criminal soldiers are, but the enjoyment of another group of people is completely different.

Convicts had a simple awning held up by two sticks, while officers generally had huge canopies.With the help of these things, even under the scorching desert sun, people still don't feel too bad.

"My lord, our mage has already sensed the existence of black magic energy, but he can't determine its distance."

The fat man known as the general was sitting on a portable chair. He was now fully dressed in military uniform, and he was wearing an oversized armor that could fit two ordinary soldiers.After a morning's march, even with the help of an umbrella, he was already sweating profusely and out of breath.

"The vampires must have discovered us. There will be war within the day."

However, this was already expected.Because the army's actions were done with great fanfare, and there was no intention of hiding their whereabouts at all.No matter how stupid the vampires of Kaleian were, they would not think that the army of tens of thousands of people crossed the desert for vacation.

"The rangers ahead haven't brought any news yet. We still don't know anything about the enemy's strength and composition. But the enemy must have known the general situation of our side. In this case, the battle is quite unfavorable."

"It's a disadvantage, it's not a big deal! It's okay to scare the militiamen with those zombie skeletons and the like, but how could it pose a threat to a well-prepared and well-equipped army like ours. I heard that Kaleian's vampires They don't even know what gunpowder is! No matter how powerful their black magic is, they are just a bunch of targets in front of our army's muskets and cannons!" The fat man replied proudly.

"Although Calian doesn't have cannons, muskets, or even many archers...they only rely on black magic, but even so, my lord general, we can't underestimate the enemy."

This sentence obviously caught the fat man's mind, and the fat man snorted angrily and glanced at the general who spoke, but did not answer.

Seeing the sullen look on the officer's face, another person spoke.

"Why do you guys say such things? We don't underestimate the enemy. Your lord general has formulated a corresponding strategy. Our mages and rangers are paying close attention to the movements of the undead army. As long as they appear, we will be able to detect them immediately. Then the enemy Don’t we know the composition of the size of the army at a glance? Where is the disadvantage? When the time comes, whether it is a battle or a retreat, the general will naturally know, and we only need to obey orders.”

"That's it..." These words made Fatty feel a lot better.Coupled with a glass of iced drink, most of the sweat on his body has subsided.He stood up, just about to order the army to move out, but a yellow smoke in the distance caught his attention.

It was a cavalryman, and at a glance it was the scout rangers on the outskirts of the army.The rider urged the horse with all his strength and came straight to this side.He rushed over directly among the criminal soldiers, without slowing down at all.

Balls of yellow sand brought up by the horseshoes flew over, splashing the offending soldiers all over their heads and faces.

"The enemy is coming!" The old man shook his hair vigorously, and said something that everyone was prepared for, but none of them wanted to hear.

"All line up, all line up!" The officers in charge of the criminal soldiers shouted everywhere, trying their best to gather the scattered criminal soldiers together.

The sky didn't know when the Yin sank. Yin clouds—this kind of thing that can be regarded as a spectacle in the desert—filled half of the sky.The scorching sun that had tormented the people was hidden behind the dark clouds, but this situation did not make people happy at all, because the signs of the supernatural were too obvious.It was definitely the effect of magic.

The criminal soldiers lined up in the front line.Scar and the old man were next to each other in the second row.Looking back, other armies were also in place.The gunners seized a relatively stable high ground, a whole row of cannons, the black muzzles pointing forward.

First, the wind brought a strange smell, which was the stench of decayed flesh and blood.

Scar unconsciously clenched the spear in his hand, the depressive atmosphere before the battle had affected the entire army at this moment.No one spoke anymore.

"Boy, save your energy, it's still early to start the war." The old man was relatively relaxed, leaning on a long gun, he seemed very calm.

Billows of dust appeared on the horizon.That is a sign that the army will only appear when the army advances.

The officers rode through the ranks of criminal soldiers, holding water bags in their hands, and sprinkled the water on the criminal soldiers' heads and bodies wantonly.

"You criminal soldiers are all criminals who deserve to die! But now the country has given you one last chance, a precious chance, so that you can die honorably on the battlefield instead of dying humiliatingly on the guillotine! Let your relatives not be ashamed, and your family not be disgraceful!"

A puddle of water was sprinkled on Scar's head, and this insult made him grip the spear again.But the old man pressed a hand on his in time, preventing any reckless action he might make.

"Why did you stop me?" Scar asked suddenly after the officer left.

"Young man, you will understand later. Temporary retreat is definitely not because of weakness. What you need to understand is the essence of the matter, not the appearance. For example, even if this guy dies now, do you think our situation will change?" Is it better?"