On the border of the empire, dozens of fortresses were built to guard against the nomads of the East.

　　 The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the sun hanging high in the sky casts a warm glow, kind and full of life.

　　In the military fort on the border, a soldier in a shabby clothes sat on the towering city wall and looked out.

　　 This city wall is about twelve meters high. Such a military fortress is not so much a castle, as it is a fortress or an arrow tower.

　　 The overall shape is cylindrical, with a small internal space, but it is very safe.

　　Everyone is concentrated on the top of this tower-like building, where food and drink are resolved, and when there is a danger, a beacon can be lit to warn other areas.

　　 The early warning fortress here has a history of hundreds of years. In the era when the Redkas were not unified by the empire, there were several Principalities of Belarus bordering the grassland.

　　 They are not the powerful empire after the reunification. They are very strenuous to face the invasion and plunder of the steppe people every year with their power. Therefore, they have to build such a fortress for early warning to protect the property of their subordinates.

　　 The soldier on the wall is called Hasan. He is just a recruit. Of course, this new word is relatively speaking.

　　He has served here for more than three years. He may be regarded as a veteran in other places, but here, he is just an out-and-out newcomer.

In addition to him, the oldest person has served for more than 20 years and became a guard here a few years before the reunification of the empire. Later, the empire did not abolish him, so he naturally became the imperial army. A soldier underneath.

　　 And this young soldier had to join the military fort three years ago because of life's pressure.

　　 In these years, the threat of the eastern grassland has become less and less, and the empire has never used soldiers on the grassland after the death of the old emperor, so these treasures here have become less and less important.

　　 For nearly ten years, they have been able to get rations and salaries, as well as declining ordnance supplies. The uniforms that should have been distributed every two years have not been delivered for more than five years.

　　 Except for some necessary food, they hardly received any other resources.

　　 Even the older soldiers here are doing other businesses for their livelihoods. If they have the opportunity, they will also extort them among the few residents in this neighborhood.

This recruit, who has been here for three full years, is holding his rotten spear, which has been extremely worn out, with strong wipe marks on the head, but still looks rusty, sitting bored on the wall. Looking down through the battlements.

　　 The height of twelve meters is enough for him to see far away. At first, he thought the scenery was beautiful, but after three years of holding it on, he was tired of seeing it.

　　 This fortress is stationed by a ten-man team, but now there are only eight people left in the team, which is not full.

　　The difficult conditions here make some people choose to escape.

　　 However, they persisted, because these people's homes are still here, and they can live a barely acceptable life.

　　 At this time, there is only Hassan on the wall of this fortress, and the others are sleeping in the crowded rooms on the two floors below.

　　 Hasan originally wanted to lie down on the wall and take a rest, but suddenly he realized that a huge black shadow appeared in front of him on the distant horizon.

　　 "What...what is this..." Hassan got up from the ground, almost half of his body leaned out of the battlements.

　　 After he took a few close glances, his face turned pale.

　　 "This... is the prairie cavalry!"

　　 Hassan immediately shouted at the other soldiers below: "Get up! Here comes the enemy again!"

　　 "Hassan, son of a bitch! What are you howling again! Don't disturb my sleep!"

　　The soldiers inside the castle yelled in annoyance, that Hassan has always had no place among these people on weekdays.

　　 However, this time Hassan was not surprised by their humiliation, and continued to shout: "The steppemen are here! They are here on war horses! Everyone, go and bring your family in!"

　　 As he said, Hassan desperately piled up dry wood and some other miscellaneous things together, and then took out the flint on his waist and began to violently collide.

　　 Sparks fell on the dry grass and gradually burned. He blew lightly, hoping to make the flames burn quickly.

　　As the fire grew stronger and thicker, smoke began to drift into the sky. Hassan grabbed a horn from the city wall and blew it with full enthusiasm.

　　 The deep and deep voice instantly resounded through a hundred meters in the radius of the book.

　　 At this time, the soldiers sleeping in the castle reacted, put on their clothes in a hurry, and went to pick up their family outside the castle.

　　 Some residents living here also heard Hassan’s clarion call, and they understood what it meant.

　　 Seeing that the soldiers in the castle are all rushing out to look for their family members, they still don't know what is going to happen.

　　 then surrounded these soldiers, begging bitterly, and also wanted to escape into the fortress.

However, although such a fortress looks so towering, in fact, the internal space is not large. The only place where people can live is only the upper five floors. Two of them have to store combat supplies and food, and the top layer is still responsible for combat. Of the city walls.

　　 Being able to hold dozens of people is already the limit. How could these soldiers sacrifice their families and let them squeeze in?

Tired of the begging of these people, the soldiers pulled out the long swords that had a lot of rust on their waists, which had become thinner than ordinary swords because of polishing, and swung a few times at these people~www.mtlnovel .com~ all return to me! The enemy's army is coming soon. Don't you run away quickly, do you still want to hinder our military affairs? Who dares to hinder us from handling military affairs? "

　　 These soldiers speak in high-sounding terms. What military affairs can a small fortress have?

　　 to persuade these residents to go, this is a dead end.

　　 Although the fortress is towering, the field of vision is limited after all, and the effective range is only within seven or eight kilometers.

　　 In the distance of seven or eight kilometers, the speed of people is still not as fast as horses. Only when the marching distance reaches hundreds of kilometers, the infantry will surpass the cavalry. At the marching speed of these cavalry, ordinary residents obviously cannot escape.

　　 The long swords taken by the residents in the hands of these soldiers could only retreat helplessly, and the soldiers’ families took this opportunity to enter the military fortress.

　　 In addition, a lot of food was stored inside the military fort. This was originally something that the defenders had extorted and robbed by extortion. It was stored here for safety's sake.

　　 Unexpectedly, it will become a military ration for a period of time in the future.

In addition to food, there is also a small well at the place of the castle. After ensuring that there is no shortage of food and water, the big stones that the soldiers had accumulated in the second floor room were thrown to the gate to block the gate to prevent the enemy. Enter.

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