Urban Sims

The open-air training ground in front of the castle.

Zhou Ming held a spear and kept sprinting towards the scarecrow in front.

Zhou Ming was very serious, focusing all his attention on the scarecrow. Every time he sprinted, he stabbed the scarecrow quickly and accurately in five parts: mouth, eyes, neck, chest, and heart. The scarecrow in front of him was stabbed in a short time. Unrecognizable.

It has been ten years, nearly ten years. Except for the two months in which he was recovering from his injuries, he has never taken off his spear assassination training for a day. Even if he lives in the castle, he will put it under the bed every night. He took out the sandbags and birch poles and conducted simulation training against several points painted on the wall.

In this battle training, he did not hide his strength. He used all his strength in a corner where others did not pay much attention, and regarded the scarecrow in front of him as an enemy on the battlefield.

"Ryan, when did you start practicing spears? Your spear skills are better than the Hebrew spearmen I have seen (a kind of mercenary from the southern Hebrew kingdom, famous for their spear array) ." At some point, Knight Morris, who was standing aside, said.

"Really? With my spear stabbing skills, can I survive the battlefield?"

Zhou Ming stopped and turned to look at the middle-aged knight.

Knight Morris paused, thought for a while, shook his head and said: "I don't know, pikemen can only be of use to knights if they get together. Your spear skills are still useful against farmers. As for knights, And mercenaries... Best of luck to you, kid."

Zhou Ming buried his head and continued to practice his spear assassination. Although this war only assigned him the task of transporting food and grass, he had already vaguely guessed in his heart that what was waiting for him was definitely not as simple as transporting food and grass. Standing on the front line of the battlefield Fighting to the death may be waiting for him - in hundreds of years of survival experience, he has never been wrong in this premonition.

…

Twenty days later.

The sky is clear and the autumn day is warm.

The road in front of the castle in Glenland was lined with people who came to see him off.

Tiny rose petals were thrown in the air, sweet bread was stuffed into the hands of the son by the mother, and the young woman cried bitterly while hugging her husband who was going on an expedition - this sunny day was shrouded in a heavy haze.

"Ryan, you must pay attention to safety and be careful of the arrows flying in the sky. When you come back, we will teach that damn fat pig Baum a lesson!"

Donnie pulled Zhou Ming and said with an expression of indignation. He was just a personal servant like Ryan, but Baum actually asked him to carry grain and grass. How many servants are needed to carry grain and grass in this huge castle?

Zhou Ming, who was driving an ox cart carrying a lot of food and supplies, stopped for a moment and said to Donnie: "Donnie, please take care of Alice during my absence, whether I can or not." If you come back alive, you must help me take care of her, can you promise me this?"

"This matter is all mine! Ryan, I promise you, during your absence, no one will try to bully Alice!" Downey patted his chest and promised, regarding the matter of protecting women, No one is better than him, especially when it comes to protecting beauties...

"Then I'm relieved." Zhou Ming nodded and continued to drive the bullock cart in his hand.

"Brother, brother, you must be careful and come back intact!"

At this time, a girl with a good figure and a pleasant appearance walked up to Zhou Ming and handed the basket to his In her hand, Pear Blossom held his hand with rain, her eyes full of reluctance.

"I know, Alice, believe me, brother, I will definitely come back!"

Zhou Ming nodded firmly and said goodbye to the sister who worried him so much.

"Tsk, tsk, that hot figure, that cute face, that plump ass and breasts... Master Edward, there shouldn't be another woman in Glendale who can compare with Alice, right?" Standing on a tall horse, looking obsessively at Alice's retreating back, Fat Baum felt that his mouth was dry and the blood in his body was speeding up.

"After this war is over, let Alice be my personal maid. Anne is old and it's time for a new one." Edward was actually not that interested in women, but after hearing what Baum said, the figure from behind seemed He was also a little warm-hearted, and suddenly felt that maybe he should change to a maid.

"Yes, Master Edward!" Fatty Baum smiled flatteringly, wanting to slap himself twice in the mouth.

…

On a high ground north of Glenland.

A well-proportioned camp surrounded by wooden fences stood up, bringing unprecedented noise to this peaceful grassland.

Accents from all over the place sounded in the camp, the horses in the stables were neighing, the bards were sitting on the haystacks singing heroic epics, and the traveling merchants who came after hearing the news were selling various souvenirs and sitting in side cars. The wandering oriole that attracts customers makes a blushing moan day and night.

Zhou Ming stared at everything in the camp with his mouth open. Is this a military camp? The military camp where all the soldiers who are about to fight in a bloody battle are located?

Rather, it is a hodgepodge of market + concert site + racecourse + mobile brothel + miscellaneous things.

However, the existence of everything naturally has its own reason. Look at the drunken behavior of the mercenaries who open their wallets and spend money like water, the noble knights lying in the wine barrels, and even those who are usually reluctant to spend even a copper. The farmer who generously took out ten copper coins today just to touch Liu Ying's snowy chest, Zhou Ming understood: Existence is reasonable, facing all the unknown tomorrow that may encounter death at any time, carpe diem has become These warriors’ primary means of relieving stress.

Zhou Ming also spent ten coppers to buy a glass of malt wine from a wine merchant selling malt wine, hoping to use this glass of wine to relieve the stress in his heart.

"Ryan, you are here. I have been looking for you everywhere. That's it. Mr. Ward accidentally sprained his foot on the way to the march today. He will not be able to lead the front in tomorrow's battlefield, but the Third Farmers Team is missing. One person, Master Edward has discussed with the captain of the third farmers' team and plans to add a person from the baggage team to go up. You are strong and strong, so there is no problem in sending you up, right?"

Zhou Ming was just about to taste the taste of malt wine when he heard the words he least expected to hear.

"No problem, Mr. Baum."

Zhou Ming poured the malt wine in his hand on the ground, returned the cup to the wine merchant, clenched his fists, and returned to the tent of the baggage team.

Baum, sooner or later, I will kill you with my own hands!

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