"Well said! But it's meaningless!"

In the darkness, a mocking and a loud applause filled with sarcasm suddenly sounded from the deep swamp night.

The sergeant and the new soldier were shocked and instantly grabbed the long sword beside him and stood up, posing in a defensive posture!

Among the deep and dark groves, three figures were strode towards the city gate on the road.

The two sentries raised their torches and carefully looked at their identities with the help of the light. After seeing three comrades in naval robes, they breathed a sigh of relief. It was not until this time that the two of them remembered and were afraid...

I was too involved in the conversation and didn't notice that someone had touched them unknowingly... If it were the enemy... I'm afraid they would have been corpses on the spot now!

"Stop, who!"

Putting aside the tension in his heart, the young soldier held his sword tightly and took a step forward. The sword blocked the three people who suddenly appeared and shouted loudly.

"presumptuous!"

“Bold!”

The young soldier's actions were like stabbing a hornet's nest, and two loud shouts followed by a thunderous sound in the young guard's ears.

Among the three people approaching, the two followers on both sides looked like they were wearing naval uniforms and took a step forward and stopped the guards, with a look of arrogance and disdain. It seemed as if they were mocking the other party for not knowing their lives...

"Be careful of your politeness, soldiers! Standing before you is the noble Sir Don Quixote! You must show your due respect!"

"Draw your sword from the commander and a nobleman. Are you going to rebel? I suspect you are a spy sent by the tribe to our army!"

As if showing loyalty, the two followers rushed to fight with shame and annoyed, and even put a big hat on the young soldier with a vicious look! After saying that, the two attendants even looked at the "supervisor" in the middle with a flattering look, full of arrogance at the beginning and respectful at the end...

The young man walking among the three, the so-called Sir Don Quixote, who was the two followers, had short black hair and the light of a torch reflected in his black eyes. His eyes were full of disgust and annoyance.

Nodded gently, this senior officer dressed in exquisite armor as a paladin, reached out and pushed away the sword blocking him indifferently, and then said in a gloomy tone to a servant beside him:

"Sangqiu, remember to remember his name and number, and check his suspicion after the mission is handed over! Well, check it out in the name of contempt for Shangguan, attacking the nobles and suspected tribal spies!"

Just because he was stopped at the door, he was extremely irresponsible and put a big insulting hat on people... This young nobleman was using his power for personal gain and framed his crimes. He glanced at the two dumb sentries indifferently. Sir Don Quixote looked at them as if he was looking at a clown or... a prey!

The young soldier was completely "smashed" by the flying disaster in front of him, and stood there in a look of shame and anger. It was obvious that his expression satisfied Sir Don Quixote. After snorting proudly, he called out his two "dog legs":

"Hmph, okay, don't talk nonsense to these two little people. After rushing all day, I can't wait to have a good sleep!"

“This damn weather!

After saying that, Sir Don Quixote waved his hand impatiently and walked towards the gate with big strides. His attitude towards the two sentries was like treating two ants that could easily be crushed to death.

"Sir, no, jazz! Please wait a little!" The young nobleman raised his legs. The old sergeant had already rushed forward and blocked his way again, and spoke in a hesitant tone.

"Hmm?" The young nobleman who was stopped was already angry, and he glared at the veteran in front of him fiercely, threatening with a bad tone: "Why do you want to be invited by our inspector team to have tea? Veteran!"

"Inspector Team?"

Hearing the answer from the nobleman in front of him, the veteran's expression was obviously stunned. He really didn't expect that these three arrogant guys would be officers of the inspection team. But if you think about it carefully... this attitude is really the style of the inspectors who are raised by those bitches!

"Don Quixote Presto, Eighth Paladin, Captain of the Navy Inspector! Member of the Presto family!"

The young nobleman swears out his identity loudly, and deliberately increases his tone on the three words "Eighth Level, Captain, and Presto", showing a proud and proud expression. As he speaks, the captain of the inspector team suddenly burst out with a pure and blazing milky white holy flame, as if he is deliberately showing off.

Against the backdrop of the "Holy Light", the "Paladin" showed a rebellious and reserved expression on his face, which made people feel unhappy and arrogant. Then he raised his chin and looked down impatiently at the veteran who blocked the way, wanting to speak but stopping, "Sir Don Quixote" was already angry and scolded:

"Is there anything else to block my way? My patience is limited! Veteran!"

The old sergeant didn't know what family the Presto family is, (nonsense... that was the pseudonym used by the Black Dragon family when damaging humans. Just the father and daughter who took the high-level route, how well they are at the grassroots level...) But the young eighth-level "Paladin" and the captain of the inspection team at least proved that the playboy in front of him had a great background...

And the old sergeant who had already seen all the dark rules of this world understands that provoking these arrogant and lawless second-generation ancestors is sometimes more troublesome than provoking the elders behind them...

At least, those so-called "big people" don't want to be petty with "little people" like themselves. And these playboys with little ability... are eager to have the opportunity to bully others with their power!

It is not afraid to fight sergeants on the battlefield, but it is a problem to be involved with these second-generation ancestors with wild boar brains!

Today, it is obvious that the boy in front of me is getting angry with him because he is a little bit "unsatisfied" and he holds a grudge against him... The earlier he says this, the better he will open the game! He will save himself from being stumbling behind his back and find the account...

Hearing Sir Don Quixote's impatient scolding, the old sergeant had to be patient for his partner, lowering his figure and begging for this guy who made him disgusted from the bottom of his heart:

"Jazz, this is just a misunderstanding... Ricardo is still a young man, ignorant. He accidentally bumped into you and made you feel unhappy. I'll take him to apologize to you, but you see... are you raising your hands and spare him this time?"

"Besides, you have such a noble identity. You can't be angry with us little people, right? If you tell me, you know that we did something wrong, and if you don't know, you think you bully others with your power and are narrow-minded?"

"You see, right?"

At this moment, the old sergeant looked respectful and pleasing on his face, but he felt so frustrated that he kept cursing in secret. For his young partner, this time he gave up his face and flattered these nobles he looked down upon at all...

"Well. You said it well!"

I don't know if the "humble" compliments and flatteries made the young noble very useful. Sir Don Quixote kneaded his smooth chin with his hands, nodded slightly, as if thinking about the pros and cons.

After a while, the captain of the inspection team recovered his arrogant look. He turned his head and looked at his neck with a generous look. The young guard with dissatisfaction spoke like a charity:

"This time you are lucky. If you have a good partner, I will spare you this time!"

"In the future, brighten your eyes and don't provoke those people you can't afford to offend~! Next time, you won't be so lucky!"

The young guard seemed to be dissatisfied with some confrontation, but was pulled by the old sergeant beside him and beaten up. Finally, he lowered his head unwillingly and said in a tone of suppressing shame and anger:

"I understand, Lord Jazz! I won't stop you again next time..."

Sir Don Quixote snorted with contempt and disdain from his nose. Sir Don Quixote ignored the still indignant guards and turned his head to look at the old sergeant, pretending to be majestic and instructed:

"You should be careful. Now is an extraordinary time. Don't be caught by those green skins and touched the eyes!"

"Also, don't forget your identities, and the strategies of the Marshal and His Majesty are also something you can guess?"

After saying that, the Navy Inspector Captain turned around and strode towards the city of Theramore, without even paying attention to the awkward expression of the old sergeant...

And the slightly short and fat guy among the two servants saw the "master" walking away, he had already come to the old sergeant with a scheming look on his face and said in a tone: "Drinking during duty? Hey, that old man Leorik... Yes, isn't the old duke's requirements for military discipline not very much?"

"Uh, sir... it's so cold. We only took a small sip..." Hearing the arrogant servant criticizing the old marshal, the sergeant's face flashed away, and finally he put on an embarrassing smile and explained in a hurry.

"Why don't you talk so much nonsense? Take out the wine! If you don't let me report to the captain, you will despise your military discipline!" He waved his hand suddenly, and the fat servant was already impatient, interrupted his words in an arrogant tone, stretched out his slightly chubby flesh palm, and ordered the old sergeant to hand over the wine pot...

"Sir, this is just a low-level spirit that you can't get used to..."

"Fuck, are you questioning my alcohol content? Is there any wine that is stronger than the wine I make? I'm..."

The short and fat servant kicked his eyes, as if he was going forward to argue. Even a trace of strong aura emanated from his body... Fortunately, another servant next to him suddenly pulled his arm, as if he suddenly realized something, and then he did not blurt out the second half of the sentence.

"Hurry up, hand it over! The sir has gone away, we don't have time to talk nonsense to you!" After swallowing the second half of the sentence back into his stomach, he put on a vicious expression and kept forcing him.

The sergeant had no choice but to hand over the wine pot with some pain. The short and fat servant who got the wine pot became very happy. Under the pull of the tall servant, he rushed to the inspector who had walked out of the distance...

"Bah, another bastard who relies on his family background! A group of bastards who bully others with their power!"

Until the figures of the two servants disappeared at the corner of the street, the old sergeant then spitted phlegm hard in the direction where the few people left with annoyed expression, and cursed angrily:

"Snatch my wine and drink you to death sooner or later!"

Hearing the sergeant's curse, the young guard who was still angry asked in anger:

"Sergeant, why did you stop me just now? Otherwise, I would talk? Why are you trying to please these bastards so respectfully? They don't distinguish right from wrong and frame the crime. At worst... At worst, I'll go to the marshal to judge!"

"Fuck, if it weren't for you, you guy, would I have been so humble?"

But when he heard his partner's complaint, the old sergeant scolded the young soldier like a firecracker:

"I'm not afraid of them causing trouble for me, after all, I'm all about to retire. Can these grandsons of the Navy inspectors still take care of me? But how long have you been in the army?"

"What kind of style does this group of people do? You have also seen it today! You are targeted by these gangsters and are given a little guilty every day. Can you still have good fruits in the army?"

"I...I... am I... just letting them turn black and white? I don't believe that after the Marshal knows the truth, he can continue to tolerate them!" The old sergeant's words made the young sentry feel ashamed and blushed. He also knew that the sergeant was so humble for him... but he just couldn't swallow this!

"What do I do?" Hearing that the young man still couldn't recognize the reality, the old sergeant completely showed an annoyed expression, and continued to teach the lesson mercilessly: "Look for the Marshal? Haven't you heard that it's from the Navy? Can the Marshal still interfere with the Shanghai Army to deal with these grandchildren?"

"Even if the marshal is willing to stand up for you, he will definitely help you stop those charges, but once or twice, three or four times? You don't bother with it, do the marshal need to do anything else?"

After a few words, the young guards stopped talking. The sergeant, who knew that his tone was a little heavy, changed his tone and let out a long sigh, saying earnestly: "You are still young, and your edges have not been smoothed... Wait for you in a few more years. I will be accustomed to these dirty things!"

"This world is not just right and wrong, right and wrong...justice, fairness, especially the fairness in the mouths of us little people, sometimes it is worthless in the face of the power of those dirty nobles..."

"Just like the arrogant second-generation ancestor just now, how many demons he killed? How many evil wars he fought? But he was still a captain officer at a young age... This is reality!"

"When your strength is not enough to change reality, you are not allowed to learn to accept reality!"

"Otherwise, you will only suffer the loss!"

"Okay, let's not talk about these things!" After a long silence, the old sergeant broke the silence. "Maybe you are right, our luck is really not very good... Mom, I feel disgusted to those guys who rely on their power!"

"Be careful, don't be touched by the tribe's spies!"

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Discussions and education at the Gate of Theramore have nothing to do with Old Don, who has transformed into "Sir Don Quixote".

Old Tang, who successfully interspersed into Theramore, waited on the street corner until the two "supporting actors" who finally arrived to gather, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

No matter what, no matter what the acting skills of the three of them were, the first step of the plan was finally achieved perfectly. Old Tang, who had a little relaxed, couldn't help but secretly applaud his plan for the smooth implementation of his plan.

If you want to successfully get into a heavily guarded city fortress, try to hinder the guards' exploration and inquiries from their own side and reduce contact with the enemy, it is undoubtedly the most concise and effective way to do it. In this way, it is natural to arrange a suitable identity for yourself that can both reduce the other party's suspicion and avoid trouble.

Inspector Team, this is the identity and background set by Lao Tang for his "role play".

The inspector team, no matter which army is set up, it has a military line that makes all ordinary soldiers fear like beasts and avoid them. It can be said that they are born to be the best choice for Lao Tang and others.

In addition, the arrogance, arrogance and domineering temperament and character that Lao Tang deliberately "performs" and even makes others secretly dislike them, will leave the image of a young man who is arrogant and arrogant when he has contact.

These will in turn make the guards who are inquiring subconsciously ignore the suspicious things of Lao Tang and others, and put down their vigilance and alertness.
To be continued...