Lord of Hyranza

Chapter 17 16. Army Life
The forest farms in Handanalshire are located on the eastern edge of the Gandagar Mountains.

The 57th regiment is the most inconspicuous heavy armored infantry regiment under the command of the Duke of Newman of the Bena Corps.

This infantry regiment is guarding the north slope of the forest farm to prevent the aborigines who have escaped into the mountains and forests from making a comeback.

Duke Newman's main Constructed Knights are assembling in the Grizzly Hills of Handanall, and the Dark Evil Legion from Hell is trapped in the siege of the Bena coalition. Now they are only waiting for the main Constructed Knights to gather. After that, the Duke of Newman will launch a general attack on the Goblin Legion in Handanarshire.

Handanel County Forest Farm can be said to be one of the most marginal areas of this battle. Although there will not be too many wars involved, it is destined to be difficult to accumulate military exploits. This is for Mond. For Captain Goss, it was very much in line with his wishes.

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A leaf slowly fell down, just in front of He Boqiang, blocking his sight.

But he was lying in the quagmire and didn't dare to move at all. There was a dense cluster of glass grass on his head. It had been a long time. The camouflage had become a little dry, and it was so tightly wrapped around him that he couldn't reach out and peel off the fallen leaves in front of him.

He Boqiang tried to hold his breath and blow away the fallen leaves in front of him.

The leaf was shaky in the artificial wind blown out of He Boqiang's mouth.

'It's a pity it's only a little short! '

He Boqiang thought a little discouraged, his eyes were a little dark, and he felt a little lack of oxygen in his brain.

Just when He Boqiang couldn't help but want to stretch out his hand to push away the leaves in front of him, the bushes on the opposite side suddenly moved slightly, and the wooden bow came out from the bushes.

He Boqiang quickly held his breath, and then an aborigines in animal skins emerged from the bushes. Several arrows were fired from suspicious places, and one of them landed right in front of He Boqiang. The moment the wooden arrow plunged into the soil, his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

If the leaf in front of him hadn't just blocked He Boqiang's line of sight, He Boqiang would have found out beforehand that the native hunter had shot an arrow at him.

He Boqiang's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, but luckily the aboriginal hunter didn't try to shoot a second wooden arrow.

He took two steps forward with bare feet and cautiously, his broad soles stepped on the dead leaves silently, he held a wooden bow in one hand and a wooden spear in the other, and rushed to the side of the quagmire. , A frog in the grass next to the quag was frightened and jumped into the puddle, only to be pierced by the native hunter with a wooden spear.

The aboriginal hunter held two big feet on his back, pursed his lips and pulled out the frog on the wooden spear, and put it on the straw rope around his waist. A pendulum was exposed under the animal skin war skirt. He Boqiang took the Roman sword in his hand. Holding it, just as the native hunter stretched out his hand to tie the straw rope around his waist again, He Boqiang jumped up from the quagmire and slashed the belly of the native hunter with a sword.

Before the aboriginal hunter could scream, He Boqiang smashed his throat with a punch, pressed him into the mud pit, and cut off his head with a Roman sword.

He Boqiang just wanted to take a breath, when he felt the round leaves of the bush on the left flicker gently. He quickly fell down, a wooden arrow flew past He Boqiang's neck, and he jumped up and rushed towards the bush. , unfortunately, I only had time to see a vague figure like a light deer, and disappeared into the depths of the jungle in a blink of an eye.

He Boqiang stood on the spot and touched the cold back of his neck, secretly begging that he was lucky this time.

The body was covered with mud, the mud on the upper body dried up and became hard, and the leather armor on the lower body was covered with mud, so he couldn't run at all. He could only watch the native escape easily from under his nose.

He Boqiang threw the glass grass on top of his head back into the quagmire, and searched again with the native hunters, but found nothing of value, so he dug a shallow pit beside the quagmire, dragged the corpse of the native hunter into the pit, and placed it on top. Covered with a thin layer of soil.

Only then did he continue to track in the direction where the other native hunter disappeared.

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In the past two weeks, three small caravans have been attacked in this area in a row.

According to the merchants who escaped, they were attacked by a group of very cunning indigenous hunters. They were not only good at archery, but also set up some hard-to-prevent traps in the jungle.

This group of hunters are also quite ruthless, and they never stay alive. It feels like they are running for murder.

One of the small caravans happened to be a distant relative of Earl Mond Goss, and this time he brought the caravan to the Warsaw plane because of the relationship with the head of Mond Goss, who was not too lucky. Good young people thought that they could make some money and go back to their hometown to buy a piece of land. After all, the identity of the third-class baron does not have his own territory, and he will never be able to raise his head in front of other nobles.

Earl Mond Goss admired such a young man very much, and even planned to marry one of his daughters to this nephew. Unexpectedly, the young man was killed by a group of natives who came out of the mountains before he could reach the forest farm. , Earl Mond Goss was furious, and ordered the fourth captain, Baron Sidney, to deal with the matter.

Captain Sam of the second team has been with a group of men in this forest for five days, and Ian even guessed that these natives have already fled elsewhere.

It was He Boqiang who thought of letting the members of the second team squat at various water sources in this area to see if they would gain anything. He didn't expect that the first wait would take most of the day.

He Boqiang resisted the nausea in his heart, put the head of the indigenous hunter into the linen bag, and rushed towards the meeting point.

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He Boqiang walked into the gate of the barracks of the 57th Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment together with the members of the second team. The guards at the gate just turned their heads slightly and didn't bother to look at him again.

As a non-staff member of the second squad, many people in the infantry regiment knew him, but couldn't call him by name.

When passing through the camp of Captain Sidney Baron, Captain Sam pushed Suldak, indicating that Suldak would complete the report.

Surdak took the linen bag from Sam's hand and went straight to the tent door.

The guard standing at the door of the tent raised his head, glanced at He Boqiang, who was in the crowd of the second team, and asked Surdak with a smile, "Hey, Dak, new to your team?"

"It's not..." Surdak said, waving to the members of the second team, indicating that they can go back to the tent and wait.

Surdak complimented Baron Sidney's bodyguard and asked, "Is the Baron there?"

The guard was very familiar with Surdak, and whispered in Surdak's ear: "Inside, that... you know, I just came back from Captain Mond Goss, and I'm not in a good mood. "

After speaking, he hinted at Surdak again, and said in a low voice: "Nothing important, it's better to come back tomorrow."

Surdak raised the bag in his hand, showing a confident smile, and smiled mysteriously at the guard: "Oh, this is my business, maybe he will feel better after listening to it."

The guard's eyes lit up, and he said with surprise: "Oh! Well then, I'll go and report it!"

(End of this chapter)