Chapter 685 The Alert at Night

Roland was still talking to Apophis Breo on the night, but Ismir and his group were ready to start resting. After all, the kingdom was now so sluggish, and there was no entertainment to rise. People were still struggling to fill their stomachs and starve. The biggest pursuit was to eat a few more bites of hot food, and they could not support their entertainment in the environment or physical strength.

Even the tavern in Jiliu City was in a depression, and the wine turned into sour wild fruit wine. The food was banned from brewing wine. Of course, no one sold them food. The sour fruit wine and dried fish became the only dishes served in the tavern... let alone the broken place in Fengjiu Town.

"The night is still a bit cold, the wind is a little stronger." Yumier looked at the roaring bear flag flying on the simple semi-finished castle and roared in the night wind.

"Hello the City Defense Officer, are you not resting?" The patrol soldier team just turned to Yumier, and they teased Yumier.

"Haha, I'll take a walk and eliminate all loopholes to rest. Otherwise, I don't know if you were taken away by a wolf in the middle of the night..." Yumil laughed.

The two patrol soldiers also looked at each other and smiled. As for why there were only two people in the Fengjiu Town patrol team? Look at the pitiful military force under Ismir. It was an army of thirty people in total. It was the limit to draw out 10 people in one night to form a five-man patrol team to patrol the wall. At more points, they could not turn around.

"Okay, I'll go to another place to see!" Yumil did not accompany them to nonsense, and turned around and left on his own. The two patrolmen couldn't help but look envious and admiring as Yumil carried a big sword and was wearing heavy armor.

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"I haven't sleep yet?" Ismir poked his head out of the tent and looked at Yumier who had just walked back to the castle and said in surprise.

"You haven't slept yet, sir." Yumier took off his helmet and leaned his sword against the side and said softly.

"Get some rest early, I'll go to work tomorrow!" Ismir muttered a few words and climbed back into the tent.

It is not difficult to understand the brain-burning thing about Ismir's living in a tent in the castle. After all, this simple castle only has a simple exterior wall, not even a roof, and there is no space inside. So Yumil and Ismir took their soldiers to set up tents on the open space of the castle. The only difference is that Ismir's tent is the largest, with a hammock inside, and several wooden boxes were placed as storage and decoration supplies.

"Okay!" Yumier nodded silly. He picked up his big sword and crawled into his tent, and soon made a sleeping snoring sound.

"...Damn it! I'm so sad!" Ismir tossed and turned in the hammock, listening to the deafening snoring sound, covering his ears with his hands weakly. As a result, he felt that the sound was even louder, and this time it turned into 3D surround sound... The veins on Ismir's forehead leaped straight, but he still suppressed his thoughts to wake up Yumir.

God is pitiful! Who knows how a half-giant snores? Especially the sound of the castle wall just gathering. At this moment, Ismir felt like he was buzzing like he was staying in a bell.

"Fuck! I can't stay in this house anymore!" Ismir regretted it! His intestines were green! Why didn't he sleep and he had to get up to see Yumil? Listening to the snoring around him, Ismir's head is bigger than two now! One Yumil was already deafening, and 20 men... What a good guy! It's just a symphony orchestra!

"Damn!" Ismir said it and did it. He put on his clothes and grabbed the staff and hugged a roll of bedding and came out of the tent. He threw the sound of snoring, mouth blowing, and teeth grinding behind him.

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"Sir?" The sharp-eyed patrolman saw someone walking around, and he held the spear and pointed it at the visitor. As a result, when the person approached, he realized that it was his lord?

At this moment, Ismir held a roll of bedding with a tired look on his face. He immediately became energetic when he saw the two patrol teams.

"Come on! Give it a hand!" Ismir was handed over to the two of them by the bedding roll, and asked them to pull a triangle area with a tarpaulin against the wall. Then he found some horses to spread it on the ground. Ismir could finally close his eyes comfortably.

"Sir... are you..." The two soldiers stared at Ismir lying on the ground and stared at each other for a long time before finally asking carefully. After all, they knew Ismir should live in an unfinished castle, after all, those tents were built by them.

"It's okay, it's okay, the snoring is too loud, I'll sleep outside!" Ismir waved his hand with a dark face and signaled that the two of them could leave in a round manner.

"Then you have a good rest!" The two of them looked at each other and could only shrug helplessly and continue patrolling.

As the night became deeper and deeper, the entire Fengliu Town became quiet. Apart from the sound of weapons colliding when the patrol team walked, there were only large and small snoring sounds left.

"Ah~ It's so sleepy!" A spearman rubbed his eyes and stretched his waist.

The nature guardian who was walking with him helped the sword on his waist and gave him a blank look. However, he didn't say much. After all, professionals and ordinary soldiers have different physiques and energy. In order to deal with things more conveniently, the patrol at night also organized some nature guardians and ordinary soldiers to patrol together.

"Sharp~" Suddenly, a rustling sound came. The sound was extremely weak but real. Perhaps ordinary soldiers would ignore these small sounds, but the sensitivity of the natural guardian would naturally not let go of these problematic sounds. When his ears moved, he clearly felt the place where the sound came. However, because he was not a spellcaster, the mental power of the warrior did not allow him to investigate so far.

However, the Shanren had his own trick. The soldier directly pulled out a wooden short shot from the leather backpack on his back. This thing was matched by himself. The Wind Helmet Town standard equipment does not include things. In addition, this thing is not technically high, so it can be rubbed out by hand, and it is cheap. More importantly, it brings medium-range projection ability, so Ismir supports these things.

"Huh!" He stuffed the gun in his hand onto his companion's torch and roasted it. Soon the wooden gun was ignited. Then he suddenly raised his hand and shot the short gun in his hand out with a step.

"Enemy attack!" A shrill shout and whistle rang throughout Fengjiu Town. Everyone opened their eyes instantly. Even the children subconsciously hid in the corner of the tent. As for the men and soldiers, they naturally caught the guy early and walked out.

"What's going on? What happened? Where was the attack?" Ismir squeezed out of the crowd and said anxiously.

"Go toward the place where the whistle sounds! Don't stand there! Hurry up and let me defend!" Compared to Ismir's squeeze out operation, Yumir was simpler and more violent. He directly squeezed the others out, pushing the crowd slowly backing away like an icebreaker.

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"What's going on? Why are you warning?" After climbing the wall, Ismir saw the two people who issued the alarm at a glance, and rushed up to question it.
Chapter completed!