Yanbi Fortress, this was once captured by orcs, and the initial and last fortress for humans to protect the eastern plains.

When the main orcs were slaughtered, all the surviving orcs retracted to the northern hills, and this nearly half-destroyed and damaged fortress was naturally snatched back by humans.

The Yanbi Fortress was divided into three layers, and it was named after the founder of the Yanbi Fortress, the first general stationed at the Yanbi Fortress. Later, the founding emperor of the Ji'an Empire, Anthony Maregian, counting from outside, was "Anthony's Gate", "Anthony's Shield" and "Anthony's Sigh".

Although the Rock Dock Fortress is the only barrier for humans, it is actually gradually becoming corrupt and stupid because of the comfortable life of modern human leaders. Therefore, even if there is a common agreement between ancestors to guard this place, in fact, except for some thorny and miscellaneous troops, other countries will basically not send any decent troops to help garrison, especially now that the danger of orcs has almost been lifted.

The only thing that is thankful is that because the Ji'an Empire needs to guard the gates of the eastern plains, and the country's territory is not large, and it is even comparable to some of the principalities of the most powerful empire, the Horngolat Empire, the vast majority of countries do not want to get into such a trouble because of such a big place, so there is almost no external concerns in the east of the Ji'an Empire. The hard life close to the northern hills and the years of war with orcs have also led to the extremely united state of this country. It is important to know that almost every generation of the royal family of the Ji'an Empire has princes killed in Yanfei Fortress. This kind of life and death with soldiers is almost impossible in other empires. Even if the princes of most empires die, they usually die from terminal illness or dirty court struggles.

It is precisely because of this that the royal family of the Ji'an Empire was widely supported by the people.

Due to insufficient troops, the Ji'an Empire's garrison for Yanfei Fortress could naturally not be compared with the heyday of the empire.

Only behind the "Anthony's Sigh" are the elite troops of the Ji'an Empire. Fao Marigian, the current fourth prince of the Ji'an Empire, led an elite guard of more than 2,500 people to be stationed here.

Behind the "Anthony's Shield" are the miscellaneous troops sent by various countries. Although they generally do not obey discipline, they can only stand there obediently under the threat of the life of the spear, the strongest army of the Ji'an Empire, behind them.

However, they were still lucky, and the most unlucky ones were the outermost layer of the Yante Fortress, the mercenaries, slaves, or some other scattered soldiers who wanted to make achievements.

These three levels of soldiers are the famous "Border Guard" in the eastern plains.

Regardless of the other things, these scattered soldiers and soldiers of the Ji'an Empire were quite different from those of the Ji'an Empire. The soldiers of the Ji'an Empire all had a simple breastplate made of steel, and their cage hands and shoulder armor were also made of materials. They were wearing red and blue uniforms woven from Minnie gauze. The full-covered helmet on their heads not only had excellent protective performance, but also decorated with the long tail feathers of the peacock, which looked majestic and energetic; conversely, the fish behind Anthony's Gate were just wearing ordinary linen clothes, and some even took three holes with a bag of flour, and put them on one set of clothes, and everyone looked dirty...

Not to mention weapons.

Every soldier in the Ji'an Empire had a long sword made of fine steel, a short sword, a spear, and even a flying knife in his boots that could be used as a dagger. Some soldiers of special ranks were even equipped with special equipment, such as a large iron shield with a height of one person, a warhammer with a nearly thicker mace, a lock claw that could climb walls and hook people, etc.

The straitors often hold wooden sticks with stones or other similar "weapons". At first glance, it seems like they are still in the Stone Age... Occasionally, one or two daggers will be envied by others. Only those wandering mercenaries who have made up their minds to make achievements will use better weapons.

To put it bluntly, almost all the people behind Anthony's Gate are cannon fodder.

However, not all people behind Anthony's Gate look like this, and there are occasionally some exceptions.

For example, Jonia.

He was once a knight attendant, but later the knight master accidentally fell off his war horse in a jealous battle between lords and was trampled into meat by a group of mud legs. The knight's family believed that Jonia, who was a servant, did not protect the knight and wanted him to be buried with him.

Fortunately, the lord in that place was quite kind. After learning about this, Jonia was appointed as a member of the cannon fodder sent to the Ji'an Empire as a cannon fodder. He did not have to be killed by a group of powerless women and children because of the dignity of the knights (even the knight attendants had the pride in this regard), and he would be ruined after his death.

It is precisely because of this that Jonia is one of the few people behind Anthony's Gate who has full equipment no less than the soldiers of the Ji'an Empire.

Although he hasn't been to the battlefield many times, as an experienced person, even if he has only been to the battlefield once, he is far stronger than 90% of the cannon fodder. What is more worthy of the respect of those cannon fodders is that Jonia is one of the few survivors after the last time the orc broke through the Rock Dove Fortress!

"Villon, you're reading that book again."

Jonia said to the boy not far away while wiping his sword with a not-so-clean linen cloth.

Weilun is the child he picked up after the previous battle in Yanbo Fortress.

According to Veeron, he is also one of the cannon fodders behind Anthony's Gate. He had just entered the industry not long before the orc invasion. Unexpectedly, he was seriously injured due to the orc invasion not long after he entered the industry.

Fortunately, he was picked up by Jonia, otherwise such orphans would have been killed after being seriously injured.

It is worth mentioning that Jonia himself did not have much savings, so after picking up Viron, he didn't have the money to hire a pastor or doctor for Viron. He once thought Viron would be unable to survive and die, but he didn't expect Viron to come back alive.

The book Weilun read was a notebook with a black cover and no title. It was written in two different handwritings. One of them was Weilun's own handwriting, but I don't know the other one.

Jonia once studied writing with his knight master for a while. Unfortunately, because Jonia did not have talent in that area, his short-term study did not allow him to master many words. So far, he can only read and write some simple words. The words in that notebook have exceeded his knowledge and are almost at the level of not being able to understand a single word...

"Uncle Jonia...I'm just waiting..." Velen gave Jonia a somewhat stiff smile.

Jonia was very pleased: Although this smile is still ugly, it has improved a lot compared to the dead face that seemed to have no hope in life at the beginning.

"Wait until the text appears out of thin air on this book?" Jonia sighed: "Don't joke about Viron, how is this possible? It's better for you to be more realistic."

This is not the first time he has said this to Weilun, but every time Weilun seems a little stubborn at this time.

Jonia has also read that notebook, and almost every page is full of words.

Only the last page is still empty, white and bright, without a word.

Jonia saw Virgin several times trying to write on it, but hesitated for a long time but didn't write anything.

"If you want to talk about me, this book may be the creation of the demon. You may have been confused by this thing!" Jonia said in a nagging manner: "Next time I have the chance, I will definitely take you to the church to exorcise evil spirits..."

Viron did not show an impatient look at Jonia's endless chattering look, but closed the notebook, but instead expressed some remembrance.

Once upon a time, his parents also nagged him like this... It's a pity...

Thinking of this, his originally calm mind had some fluctuations, and then it came with a sense of emptiness that made him a little unbearable as if something had been hollowed out in his heart.

"Hey, Viron, are you okay?" Seeing that Viron's face turned pale, as if he was about to faint at any time, Jonia couldn't help but ask anxiously.

Although they did not establish a relationship correctly, Jonia, who was already middle-aged, had long regarded Viron as her nephew and loved her. Viron also respected Jonia. Although she had not been together for a long time, the two had a tacit understanding. Maybe the so-called relationship was like this.

"It's okay, Uncle Jonia, I'm just a little dizzy all the time." Weilun calmed down and replied.

Since the end of the last Orc Invasion War, I have suffered from this strange disease, and I don’t know what happened.

After glancing at the notebook since he participated in the border guard, he wrote it in detail in the notebook at the beginning, and sometimes responded to it, and occasionally taught him some simple magic. It was precisely because of these magic that Viron could survive the last time the orc broke through the Rock Dove Fortress.

But as time goes by, the opponent's answers became shorter and longer, which made Weilun even worried that the other party had forgotten him.

But this is normal. After all, the opposite side is now a great magician known to all humans, and he is just an insignificant little shrimp that the other party has encountered during practice. He even tried to use the magical artifact left by his predecessors to harm the other party, and it is not unacceptable that the other party will be forgotten...

If I could have been more sensible and mature at that time, if I could have become his student at that time, maybe everything today would have been different, right?

Occasionally, Viron would think so.

"Stop thinking about it anymore, Weilun, go and rest first."

Jonia stroked Viron's hair and said softly.

"But today is my night shift..." Weilun replied in a low voice.

"It's okay, just let the others get some rest," Jonia patted the long sword that had been inserted back to his waist, as if the other party disagreed and used the sword to make him agree: "Besides, the power of the orcs has become weak now because of the power of Lord Sevi Adrick, and there is no spare force to invade this side. Even if you are lazy, no one will find out, I promise!"

"Then I'll trouble Uncle Jonia."

Weilun originally wanted to show off his strength, but the strange sense of emptiness made him feel dizzy and even stood a little unsteady, so he naturally couldn't watch the night.

In this way, it is better to have a break with others than to work on the job there.

That night, Weilun suddenly opened his eyes.

The sky outside the tent was still dark, but because he had already had enough sleep, Viron now had no sleepiness.

“Go to the toilet…”

After standing up and slowly walking out of the tent, Viron subconsciously felt a sense of incongruity.

Looking up, I didn't find that the torch on the watchtower on the city wall was burning. Two soldiers on the night were standing meticulously, and the patrol team did not relax. Even when I saw that I came out to use the toilet, I had to interrogate it before I let it go.

The next moment, Weilun suddenly realized where the incongruity he felt came from.

He looked up suddenly and looked at the watchtower on the city wall again.

The two soldiers above were still standing straight there, as if they were closely scanning the dark world outside.

If this scene is placed behind Anthony's sigh, it may be normal for the elite soldiers of the Ji'an Empire, but this is Anthony's Gate! The soldiers here are cannon fodder that cannot even master military knowledge!

Almost most cannon fodders live a life of silence, thinking about surviving until the end of their service life, making some money or a comfortable life.

How could people who pass by just by hand be so stable on the watchtower and check the situation outside?

It happened that the leader of the patrol was Jonia, so Velon hurried to him and whispered to the other party about the situation he noticed.

When Jonia heard this, she immediately understood that something was wrong.

"You two, go to the watchtower to take a look!" So he waved his hand and said to the soldiers of the two patrol teams.

The two soldiers did not hear Velen's words, but just executed the order unknown and ran to the watchtower together.

After a while, they came back.

But seeing their appearance, Viron frowned again.

Although that strange disease made Viron's body worse than before, it seemed to give Viron a powerful observation and perception ability.

Almost subconsciously, he felt something was wrong with the two soldiers who came back.

Although it seemed that there was no change at first glance, Weilun always felt that their movements were like something was moving in the leather covers of the two soldiers, full of strange sense of incongruity.

So Viron moved quietly to the side and walked around to the place where the two of them were behind.

"No, don't let them get close!"

The next moment, Weilun understood why he found something was wrong. There was something like a mushroom growing on the back of the two people's necks.

Almost at the moment when he issued the warning, the two soldiers suddenly opened their mouths and squirted out yellow smoke.

If you look closely, you will find that this smoke is actually composed of many tiny goose yellow particles.

Jonia, who had already prepared, slapped the two men with a sword, and then pulled the soldiers beside her out of the yellow fog range by herself.

"The Yanxing formation adds the Yanxing to death!"

As soon as Weilun raised his hand, a series of fireballs the size of Buddhist beads flew out and exploded on the two men.

But it was too late. The two men had already had lesions. Their bodies turned brown at a visible speed. Something similar to branches grew on their bodies and began to keratinize. Finally, the whole body was covered with a thick layer of cuticle, which looked like they had grown into a tree man, and they were not afraid of flames. Their appearance had become extremely terrifying.

Then, a cough came from the city wall.

Yellow smoke began to fall from the sky.
To be continued...