It is natural to leave. How could it be so easy to leave after knowing the guerrilla information? Lu Xun, or Louis Scarlett, took out a silver pocket watch from his arms, opened the hard cold shell, and looked at the mechanical ticking inside the dial.

This pocket watch is one of the remnants of the previous glory of the Scarlett family. The exquisite needle watchmaker used his wonderful handicrafts and special auxiliary spells to make such a pocket watch.

Time has been on pocket watches for decades, but the time it shows is not bad at all.

Feeling the coldness coming through the gloves, Lu Xun couldn't help but think.

A month ago, he was still a busy social animal in the city, wandering around the city like flowing water, living a muddy life all day long, just fishing on time to get off work on time, then going home to see the VTB women, playing games that are more fun than women, and then watching Amei Ruika’s understanding of the king’s work.

You said he is an urban community animal, why did he come to another world?

So sure enough, a person's destiny depends on his own struggle, but it also takes into account the historical process.

Isn't this? He sat at home, his eyes closed and he opened, and he traveled to the young officer named Louis Scarlett?

After Louis Scarlett, the declining Scarlett family, was previously considered a small noble in the Ledeta Empire. However, thirty years ago, the Ledeta Empire was defeated by the Favas Republic, and a large number of Lideta's wealth was plundered, and a large number of small nobles in the country could not be maintained. The Scarlett family also suffered unlucky, not only losing the previous glory, wealth, title, and even the treatment of the knight class that was left in Green's parents.

You know, knights are the bottom of the nobles. Although new nobles often have to go through the threshold of knights, and the imperial knights are also the best choice for promotion, it is still extremely embarrassing to fall from a high place and leave a white scene all over the ground.

After traveling through and accepting Louis' memory, he discovered that these devastated little nobles would indeed go to some extremes.

When his predecessor was promoting his abilities through extraordinary materials, he accidentally came into contact with a talking stone, claiming that he could bring him strange power and traded some things with it... This is also the origin of the sound in his mind before.

But in fact, judging from the church’s information... that thing is an object left by the evil god, specifically used to delude people’s hearts and disturb the world.

Fortunately, Lu Xun is not a pedantic person and has no taboos on these things. For him, there is no difference between extraordinary things, but he is more cautious than the original body when trading.

While meditating, there was a subtle movement not far away.

Lu Xun looked on the table and showed it on it when the capital of Lideta, that is, the time in the city of Tours, at 1:23 am.

Lu Xun, who decided to abandon the past, chose to temporarily inherit the name of this body, Louis Scarlett.

So Louis re-wrapped the silver bracelet on his pocket watch, carefully put it back in his arms, lay quietly on the snow, and observed the surroundings with the light from the corner of his eyes.

His team had been lurking in the snow for two days. The large army hid in the dense forest in the distance, built a simple camp there, leaving only a few scouts near the village.

The sucker's meal confused the villagers and made them feel that their behavior was not exposed. What was waiting for was the guerrillas who came here to collect wheat ears today.

The advantage of guerrillas is hiding and maneuvering. If they lose these two points, they are no different from prey that falls into traps.

Lying on the wet and cold dead leaves, the thin white cloth under him could not separate the chill, but Louis just lay there quietly, staring at the guerrillas on the road with a wolf-like gaze.

This must be endured.

To deal with those guerrillas, you must be more patient and more patient than them.

"Weapons are swords, crossbows, and...slugs."

They had no idea that they were targeted by the guerrillas until Louis watched them leave, and they did not notice these scouts wearing white cloaks in the snow.

The guerrillas, which were originally in the dark and occupied the active situation, were completely exposed.

Send scouts to follow the direction of the guerrillas to find out their location.

Louis immediately returned to the camp and poured a large mouthful of soju into his throat.

"The stupid birds in the ravine have already been out. They don't have much food, and even their nests have been exposed."

I swallowed the hot liquid in my throat and looked around. On the bright snow in the dark, there were a row of bright eyes.

Originally, they were a little dissatisfied with Louis letting go of the villagers, but in the face of facts, they still had to admit that Louis's method of airborne platoon leader was indeed useful.

Louis, the leadership position of the airborne platoon leader, has been temporarily stabilized.

"Sir, tell me, what should we do?"

"Sir, we all listen to you!"

Isn’t it just a matter of talking about war on paper and politics on key points?

He can do this lifelong military memory, he can come to the previous paragraph in the void smoothly.

So Louis said: "Their weapons have been confirmed, and they are still in the era of riding horses and killing, fighting with swords, bows and crossbows, and even a ridiculous fire stick like a clamp."

"And what we hold in our hands is the crystallization of imperial skills. Our firearms and weapons have long been ahead of them, but they have not realized this."

Louis raised the bottle of wine in his right hand and smashed it hard, "We want them to know that times have changed!"

...

In the wind and snow, a truck was pulled forward by a thin horse.

More than a dozen people around the car body were carrying swords and swords, carrying crossbows, and some were holding clamps wrapped in cloth in their hands. While walking, their eyes kept scanning the surrounding mountains and forests, looking extremely energetic.

"Captain, take a drink to warm your body."

"Little Shulev, you are still sensible." Rob took the wine handed over by his subordinates, took a sip, squinted his eyes and looked at the snowflakes that began to fall in front of him, "After this snow, those damn Lideta people will not come again."

Xiao Shulev asked, "Why?"

"Hehe, we are different from those of the Lideta people. They can't fight any war without a large number of transportation troops. Unlike us, we can teach them a good lesson in the mountains and forests."

As the snow broke out, they wanted to drive the carriage?

Thinking of this, Rob frowned. This winter hindered the transportation of Lideta, and did not have the intention to destroy the Grand Duchy of Poma? The best attack time before winter was used by Lideta. When the Grand Duchy of Poma came back to its senses, the long winter had arrived, and it was obviously unrealistic to launch an army counterattack.

He suddenly realized that the Lideta Empire seemed to have more preparations than the nobles in the country expected, and this war might be more troublesome than expected.

He suddenly felt bad, "If we don't talk about this, we have to go faster so as not to encounter some trouble in the snow."

He urged the groom to drive the horse up. While walking, Rob remembered the stories told by the old man at home when he was a child.

...

"Don't go out on snowy nights."

"Mom, why?"

"It's not clean in the snow..."

Rob remembered that in the darkness, grandma grinned and a few uneven teeth were exposed, feeling a little floating in the air.

"The land was in a great desert the previous year, and everyone was hungry. The daughter of the old Ford family was so hungry that she couldn't stand it in the middle of the night. She found that the house next door was bright. She leaned over and heard that her husband and his parents were discussing how to eat her..."

"So God is angry, will he punish them?"

Crazy laughter rang out in the darkness.

"She fled back to Old Ford's house overnight. When she told Old Ford about this, Old Ford's couple comforted her to sleep. However, she ran a long way at night, with cold sweat on her body, wet and hungry. She couldn't sleep, so she wanted to get up and fill some water. Let's get closer to the hall, and she listened to Old Ford's voice."

"What sound?"

"This daughter is a married outsider anyway. How about eating her? Hehe... When she heard this, the daughter went crazy on the spot..." In the darkness, my mother pointed to the tightly closed window, "Later, the bone was buried outside in the field, look... Does the snow in Wuxuanxuan look like the color of the bone?"

...

Later, Rob couldn't remember what his mother said.

He only remembered that the cold sweat shed behind him at that time may not be less than the daughter in the story, but even if he felt uncomfortable lying on the bed with a wet body, he would not dare to get out of bed and take a look.

Of course, Rob knew when he grew up that this was just a story.

Old Ford had no daughter at home, and there was no burial of things in the land in front of the door. When she asked her mother, she said it directly, those words were just to scare him.

But every time it snows, he always feels that the snow is not clean, and it seems that people are always whispering, which makes him sweat a lot behind him.

Now, he felt the chill of climbing up his spine again.

It was obvious that the wind and snow were roaring, but he seemed to hear a strange whisper in the air again...

He suddenly regretted that he had taken such a path, but the thin horse gave him no more choice.

Fortunately, he didn't go far, and Rob saw the large army waiting by the roadside.

From here, the carriages cannot enter the forest. People need to carry the grain from the truck and the dismantled trucks into it.

After joining the army, Rob breathed a sigh of relief and felt the chill in his spine dissipate a lot, as if his body was much lighter.

When I turned around, I couldn't help but pat the still depressed little Shulev, "Little Shulev, stop being sulky, go back and brother introduce you to a good girl!"
Chapter completed!