513 Tough Nut to Crack (1/2)

As the sunset faded away, only scattered stars remained in the sky.

Even the constant red clouds, under the cover of the night sky, temporarily left the field.

The Mulan Stronghold, which was enshrouded in darkness, was like a sleeping beast. It laid in wait at the mouth of the valley, deep and silent. This was the only time that this giant human meat grinder would emit a thread of warmth.

Torch after torch lit up on the city walls, forming a fire dragon along the city wall.

The soldiers in charge of the night patrol wore iron armor, and they carried long spears. They braved the night wind. Squadron after squadron walked on the city walls. The night was long, so the soldiers gathered together to discuss their life stories and gossips.

The huge battle that ended during the day naturally became one of the hot topics of their conversation. They had never seen cannons before. Then, there was the courage of General Er'Lai, and the strength of the mountain barbarian soldiers; every one of these topics were enough to pique their interest.

”That iron pimple was so amazing. Moreover, that huge cannonball could actually blow through the city wall. I was guarding on top of the city wall and was nearly scared to death.”

”Er'Gouzi, you are really useless!”

”Haha!”

The soldiers around all burst out into laughter.

The night was long and arduous, having something to tease made it much easier.

That face of the young soldier nicknamed Er'Gouzi instantly turned red. He was so angry that his back instantly straightened, and he retorted, ”San'Pizi, don't show off in front of me. Why not you go and try? The blow was enough to make a person deaf, and my ear is still whirring now.”

”I'll try; who's afraid of who!” San'Pizi was not old, but he was an unreasonable fellow. Filled with courage, he smacked his chest, ”Tomorrow, I'll request to be moved to defend there.”

”Great!”

The soldiers around him cheered out.

When San'Pizi heard their response, he felt more and more delighted; it was like he had won a battle.

”Have you all heard?”

Just at this time, a soldier came over and tried to attract the attention of everyone.

”What?”

”The mountain barbarian warriors that defended the hole in the day were promoted a rank by the commander in chief. At night, they also had good meat. Those fellows are having it good.”

”Haiz, their lives are real good. When will such a good thing happen to us?” The young soldiers had never known fear; they only wanted military rewards.

”You guys ah!” An older soldier stepped out, “They exchanged for the rewards with their lives. The battle in the day was so brutal you know? Five hundred or so of those big mountain barbarians died in battle, even though they were wearing precious iron armor like the Buren Armor.”

”If you were the ones that went up, the moment you got up, you all would probably be killed!”

”Hey, old man, don't look down on us.”

This time, the young soldiers were unhappy. They were like wild dogs, as they barked out. Those who did not know what was happening would think that they had rushed into the enemy camp under the cover of the night.

”That's right. The mountain barbarian soldiers are amazing, but we aren't scrubs either.”

The soldiers all chimed in, wanting to display their bravery.

As they would say, there was no first in culture, but there was no second in martial arts.

In the military, the various divisions and various soldier types competed with one another. These soldiers were also part of the Dragon Legion. As part of such a strong legion, their tempers and confidence levels would naturally be much greater.

Apart from the Divine Martial Guards, there probably was not another group that could make them admit defeat willingly.