Chapter 201 Loyalty! Loyalty! Fucking Loyalty!

As the captain of the 15th Squadron of the First Scouting Regiment of the Fifth Fearless Empire, Botu has a record of never failing in his missions.

The 15th Squadron, including the captain, has a total of 14 people, all of whom are elite members of the Scouting Regiment.

They may not be the best fighters, but they are good at hiding and camouflaging.

Scouts are the source of intelligence for the army.

Therefore, the people in the Scouting Regiment were almost not professional soldiers, but recruited craftsmen, doctors, farmers, thieves, mercenaries, and even some downtrodden scholars and clergy.

Once they take off their military uniforms, they will become the most ordinary civilians.

Botu is very confident in the 15th Squadron. Every member of the team is carefully selected by him, with reliable skills and no problems in executing the mission.

Botu is more excited when he receives this important task.

Boshen fights against the evil god King Wuji, and the Empire also declares war on the Kingdom of Wuji.

The order of the 15th Squadron is to sneak into the rear of the kingdom controlled by the evil god, integrate into the local area first, and investigate intelligence.

After receiving instructions from the rear, they will further destroy local roads, water sources and supplies, and build altars in secret areas if there is a chance to fight for the fire of faith for the god Bo.

Botu led the team lightly and advanced all the way according to the map given by the regiment. However, the more he walked, the more he felt something was wrong. It stands to reason that there should be a hill ahead, why has it turned into a desert now?

The sky darkened for no reason, and the sand turned gray-brown, as if the color was sucked away by some mysterious force.

Botu decided to hide on the spot first, and ordered everyone to hide in the sand to see the situation first.

Scouts often appear in dangerous areas and must remain vigilant and flexible.

Not long after, Botu heard screams from afar.

The imperial army was fighting the enemy.

Botu ordered to continue to advance. The front troops attracted the main force of the enemy, which was an opportunity to infiltrate the rear.

But the team continued to advance deep into the desert, and the map given by the regiment completely lost its effect and did not match at all.

The scout team was tired and hungry, and everyone was on edge. If they encountered the enemy, they might be wiped out.

Botu could only rely on his field experience to lead everyone to find a way out.

Good fortune never comes alone, and misfortune never comes alone. They happened to meet the Wuji people.

He led the team to dodge all the way, and finally entered a huge black area on a dead end.

Botu originally thought that he would come out after the enemy left. As a result, as soon as he entered, he came to another world.

This world is very bright.

The sun was high, and there was hard and solid land under his feet. There was no smoke, fire, or explosion around, no ground traps that could collapse at any time, and no crows and vultures eating corpses.

There was a faint smell of grass in the air, and a slightly salty sea breeze.

Botu led the team to catch fish and birds on the island to fill their stomachs, and then he ordered them to take turns on duty so that everyone could sleep in turn.

Then he began to think about the next step.

The previous hole was like some kind of huge portal, sending the team all the way into this strange area. In other words, this is most likely the rear base of the Wuji Kingdom.

The opportunity has come!

Botu called on the scouts, "Brothers, make achievements, now is the time!"

"From today on, we will disperse and lurk for the empire, find out the current situation of this country, and wait for the call of the empire. By then, all our efforts will be rewarded by His Majesty the Emperor! Give your wife and son a title, and enjoy the land!"

"Please remember, from today on, you will no longer be scouts of the empire, but craftsmen, scholars, farmers, fishermen and merchants, thoroughly collecting intelligence from all walks of life, waiting for the horn of the empire's general attack."

"Every year on this day, we will meet on this island and collect intelligence. For safety reasons, only I will know your city and identity, and private contact is prohibited."

"For the empire!"

"Team 15, disband!"

...

A year later, Botu arrived at the island where he set sail on a paddle boat.

He has mastered the basic local language and writing, can speak fluent Yao language, and even learned some dialects of the southern islands to facilitate communication with the islanders.

Now he was wearing a thick cotton coat, carrying a bag, and started a fire in an open space.

The flames rose, and a red light was reflected on Botu's frowning face.

He was both happy and worried.

He was happy that this was not the Kingdom of Wuji, but another brand new world.

This world was rich in resources, orderly, without war and chaos, and had many wonderful goods and tools. There were many extraordinary creatures, and they actually interacted closely with humans... Their value was much higher than that of the Kingdom of Wuji.

The worry also came from this.

In this world, there were at least four apostles, each of whom was extremely powerful. They shot down the sun, tamed the Dragon King, and killed many old gods... The top combat power was extremely terrifying.

The empire also had apostles of gods, but they had never had such a terrible record, and even natural disasters could be strangled.

Not to mention, the god who was above this world-Yao Shen was even more unfathomable.

Botu sighed.

I thought I had come to the flock of sheep, but who knew I had mistakenly entered the tiger's den.

Now, Botu is serving in the city guards of Yancheng.

As far as he knows, the military force of Yancheng alone includes hundreds of corrupted people led by Commander Yan Geer, and dozens of corrupted guards, all of whom are elite combat forces.

In this world, almost everyone uses elite combat forces and does not rely much on numerical advantages.

The Empire must send at least eight fully staffed regiments to counter the extraordinary power of this city.

On the other hand, the secular city guards should not be underestimated.

They are equipped with armor and bows and arrows, and the arrows are coated with magic potions [anesthetic juice] and [sleeping potion]. Relying on magic potions, they can already subdue or even annihilate the extraordinary.

In addition, there are ten martial monks in the city guards. They all use fighting as their main way of practice, breaking through the limits of human beings and entering the realm of the extraordinary.

The more Botu thought about it, the more he sighed.

If the Empire's army launches a full-scale attack here, I'm afraid it will be dangerous.

At this moment, a merchant wearing a felt hat came over and spoke in a low voice in the Empire language.

"For the empire."

"For the empire."

Botu responded: "Sit down. Tell me about your situation."

The merchant is called Bo Jiuqian. He sat next to the captain and pulled his coat: "Captain, I run a ship with several merchants. The main route is from the New World in the north to Saniro in the south. The traded goods are split earthworms and black water striders."

"The Dragon Nest is already equivalent to a big city. Many people have settled around the Dragon Nest, and they all rely on the Dragon Nest's livestock and trade for their lives."

He licked his lips: "I saw a dragon once."

"It flew in the air, spitting black dragon flames from its mouth, and its wings covered the sky. Sun, only by seeing it with your own eyes can you understand the power of dragons, which are walking natural disasters..."

"The surrounding ice and snow monsters are like mountains, and swords and guns cannot break their ice shells. Perhaps only the strongest siege crossbows in the empire can hurt them."

Bo Tu frowned: "Did you investigate these?"

"There is more."

Bo Jiuqian sorted out his thoughts: "I mixed in with the merchants and got an important message from them."

He paused: "The shot down Anri is likely to be in the Dragon Nest, collected by the Dragon King."

"..."

Bo Tu was a little upset.

The strength of the Dragon Nest seems to be stronger than expected.

After a while.

Members of the scout team arrived one after another.

They all gave their own investigation information.

Bo Tu integrated everyone's findings and came to a conclusion.

This is a world where agriculture, handicrafts, commerce, culture, smelting, casting, and medicine are extremely developed. The secular and the extraordinary are actively merging, and various inventions and creations are emerging in an endless stream...

The good news is that the Yao people are not very populous.

The bad news is that the number of extraordinary creatures is growing rapidly, and some of them are integrating into the Yao tribe.

Botu said: "Everyone, please talk about your own views and see what we can do for the empire?"

Everyone talked happily about everyone's profession and experiences, but when it came to the mission, everyone immediately frowned.

Only the campfire made a crackling sound.

Botu said fiercely: "Come on! Have you forgotten our mission!"

"As imperial soldiers, we have only one duty."

"Loyalty, loyalty, or fucking loyalty!"

"For the empire!"

Others also echoed: "For the empire."

Suddenly, a dirty young man passed by. He was thin and carrying a bag. He asked curiously: "What are you doing?"

Everyone was nervous.

Fortunately, the locals could not understand the imperial language.

One of the team members whispered, "Boss, do you want to kill them?"

Botu stopped him with his eyes, then walked over with a smile and said, "We are fellow villagers from the same island, gathering here."

"Oh, then you should be careful. Recently, there has been a group of man-eating crab pirates here. These guys have robbed several ships. I came here to deal with them, and I just caught one."

The young man dragged a dead man-eating crab out from behind the tree and suggested, "How about we eat together?"

...

Eating the delicious roasted crab meat, Botu was glad that I had a steady hand.

The other party was a martial monk. If he took action, his team would be wiped out here.

He began to worry about the future.

I don't know if the empire will come.

On the one hand, Botu hoped that the imperial army would come to pick him up as soon as possible and return to his long-lost motherland.

On the other hand, he didn't want the imperial army to come here, because it was very likely that they would never return.

The contradictory mood made him chew the meat fiercely, turning troubles into appetite, and silently chanting in his heart.

Loyalty, loyalty!