Chapter 273 We Still Need to Bring in Reinforcements...

The storm is coming, the clouds are moving in all directions!

Limited to transportation and other issues, the flow of news from another world is indeed a bit slow. However, two days later, news of the Gray Army's construction of the city finally spread from the cities around Shiwandashan to the outside.

There is no doubt that for a time, except for the frontline areas where the fierce fighting was going on, most people in the north had focused their attention. Everyone understands in their hearts that no matter how big the gray army city is, now that it has been established, there is absolutely no reason to give up easily, so this is destined to be a different kind of hide-and-seek battle than in the past.

Fight head-on, become the king and lose the enemy!

In this way, the hearts of the people in the north are naturally very complicated. Some people were secretly worried about the fate of the Gray Army, thinking that they had acted too hastily. There are also those who are happy and sarcastic, thinking that when Bran's army arrives, the gray-clothed bandits will definitely fall apart... Even if they are indifferent, they will not refuse to use this as a conversation piece after dinner.

The north is completely lively.

The official newspapers in each city would not miss this opportunity. They would put the latest developments on the first page of their newspapers almost every day. "The army has officially entered the mountainous area of ​​100,000 people, and the bandits in gray are panicking!" "Contact with small groups has been carried out. Fighting, good news comes frequently..." The situation is great! It gives the impression that Bran's army is advancing with great success, and soon it will directly destroy the so-called gray army... Feel proud and proud! The person who compiled the newspaper was completely happy. I have to say that the experience of being slapped in the face some time ago was really a painful memory. Now that I have the opportunity, isn't that just adding insult to injury? Coupled with the recent sudden disappearance of the Gray Army's propaganda in various cities, this gave them the illusion that the other party was timid and cowed, and they suddenly had a collective climax... Of course, these things are not related to the current Tang En. It doesn't matter much. It's not that I don't care about the Gray Army. It's just because I can't protect myself and I don't have the leisure.

Since setting off from Grand City the day before yesterday, Tang En's state has been that he is on the road, on the road, still on the road... The advantage of the carriage is that it is not bumpy, and there is an old horse in front. The owner occasionally hides in the carriage and takes a nap. It will also move slowly along the roadside, ensuring that it won't lead you into a ditch.

But in this case, the speed will naturally not be too fast. Tang En is now more focused on recuperating from his injuries, so he doesn't care anymore. Of course, this is also because he has found a specific place to escape.

The land area in the north is much larger than that in the south, but there are fewer cities that can be called cities, so the distance between it and neighboring cities is naturally farther. Sometimes it's a day's drive away, and sometimes it's a week's drive away.

Such a distance is naturally not conducive to Tang En's escape. He has initially mastered the rules of the Space Pupil, and he can sense it about once every half a day. The time difference is a good opportunity for him to escape. As long as he can calculate the time well and enter a densely populated city, it will not be easy for the other party to find him within a few kilometers.

Of course, it would be a tragedy if you were too far away to enter the city and were caught up in the wild. Don't forget that the Great Magician can fly. From his commanding height, the range that can be monitored is naturally very broad. It will be difficult to get rid of him then.

What Tang En is going to now is Beacon City, which is not far from here. The name sounds like a battlefield. However, Tang En has no intention of fighting to the death here. He comes here because there are four neighboring cities around this city, and they are almost only half a day away from each other. They are like satellite cities attached to the frontline city.

..."Ah..." Just after noon, Tang En got out of the carriage, yawned and stretched greatly. Immediately, there was a loud crackling sound in the joints all over his body, and then he grinned with a pained expression on his face, "Oh...when will this fucking life in another world end?"

If we sum up the trajectory of Tang En's arrival in another world, it is simply a history of blood and tears. Generally speaking, he is chasing, being chased, and being chased by all kinds of people... It is a miracle of life to be alive until now.

With such emotion, Tang En jumped out of the carriage, first took out the fodder and gave the old horse a good reward, then jumped on the carriage, picked up the whip, made a crisp sound, and accelerated on the road.

"I have a little donkey that I never ride. One day, on a whim, I rode it to the market. I had a little leather whip in my hand, and I felt so proud..."

...Soon, the walls of Beacon City appeared in sight.

Tang En observed it for a few times and couldn't help but be stunned. It truly deserves the name, and this fighting-flavored name is indeed not in vain.

Generally, a city wall with a height of three to four feet (one battle = 3.3 meters) is enough. After all, it is not the front line, so it is difficult to survive the war. But a simple visual inspection of Fenghuocheng's city wall shows that it is at least no lower than eight feet. And ordinary city walls are generally made of blue rocks, supplemented by bricks of other colors, which make them look beautiful and vibrant. But Feng Huocheng is made of black rock, which looks very solid and very, uh, rustic and ugly!

As we get closer, there are watchtowers on the city wall, shooting crenels for large defensive crossbows, etc., but unfortunately there are no actual weapons placed there. From a distance, they look more like honeycombs... like this The urban style seems to be completely aimed at the war, but the key is that this is the peaceful northern hinterland. And even if the Northern Wilderness tribe invades, what role can this single defensive city play? After all, there are so many roads, and you can go around them directly if you have legs... So to sum up, this city always seems to give people an indescribable sense of joy.

After complaining briefly, Tang En drove a carriage into the city from the south gate. Without stopping, we headed north along the main road. In the end, it took about half an hour to cross the entire city and stop next to the North City Gate.

After getting off the car, I replenished some food and horse ingredients, and then found a nearby tavern to order a glass of wine and sit down.

There is nothing special about the tavern, but there is a bard playing and singing on the five-stringed harp. He has simple piano skills and a good voice. As for the content of the chant, well, it’s the popular story about an aristocratic girl having an affair.

This is also inevitable. Which temple should you go to and which sutra should you recite? All of the people here are civilians. If you sing a melodious opera here, not only will you not get a reward, but if you don't pay enough, you will be punched out for disturbing the joy of drinking.

Tang En came in at the right time. After the aristocratic girl missed her strong lover under the moon, she couldn't bear the pain of lovesickness in her heart and resolutely climbed over the wall and left... Oh, what a world of love! But are you sure it's just lovesickness in your heart? Not physically...Twain took a sip of his wine and made a bad guess.

Of course, the bard will not let go of this kind of plot that is loved by the masses and stimulates the senses. There is no need to be vulgar, both refined and popular are appreciated. Human beings have sexual instincts at the beginning... Soon, the girl and her lover were rolling firewood in the mill... The tavern was silent, and the audience's reaction was also very flattering, or they were still holding the wine glass. His mouth or eyes were staring at the bard with longing and yearning in his eyes, as if he was the person in charge... At this moment, "Huh? Fake..." Tang En's body trembled, feeling a slight He cursed lightly at his hot left shoulder.

Needless to say, the damn Space Pupil reacted again.

Putting down his wine glass, Tang En sighed softly, his expression particularly distressed. Alas, how can I say good things to you? How can you do such a thing that disturbs people's appreciation of great literary and artistic creations? What a shame, what a shame... Shaking his head, Tang En stood up. Regardless of whether the other party was a hundred miles away, since he had the feeling, he had to leave his current position.

He walked over and dropped a silver coin into the hat in front of the bard while everyone looked at him with surprise and contempt. Then he grinned as if he had a toothache and walked quickly towards the door of the tavern.

Of course Tang En understands everyone's thoughts. This is the climax of the song. If he leaves at this time, he is either being prude or incompetent in some aspect... Damn! Be angry, you must be angry, isn't this giving me a reason to kill you...Twain walked out of the tavern with a dark face, boarded the carriage directly, whipped out of the north city gate, and headed to the next city.

... This was a pursuit where both sides did not meet face to face. After the location of Beacon City was exposed, they had no choice but to continue to their next city, Gur City.

Traveling is always boring, especially traveling alone. So let us press the fast forward button with infinite resentment... In the evening, Tang En slowly drove his carriage to Gur City and rushed into the city before the city gate closed.

The area of ​​Gur City is much smaller than that of Fenghuo City, and it is just a small city. After arriving here, Tang En put away his leisurely expression, asked a few passers-by, and then drove the carriage directly towards Nancheng District.

There are also secret agencies here. When they parted, Josiah gave Tang En the addresses of the agencies in each city. Although there is no publicity now, agency personnel have not evacuated.

Needless to say, the hiding place is still the same remote house. After Tang En arrived, the person in charge of the organization had been waiting at the door for a long time.

After a brief greeting, Tang En asked directly: "Do you have any news?"

"Yes, Captain Tang." A voice suddenly came from inside the house, and then a young man trotted through the gate.

"It's you." Tang En raised his eyebrows and then took the initiative to say hello.

This young man was the one who followed Josiah to welcome him when Tang En first arrived in Shanxi City. He was considered one of the top executives of the secret agency.

After a brief exchange of greetings, the young man took out the sealed cloth bag from his arms and handed it over.

"Thank you, thank you for your hard work." After taking the bag, Tang En smiled and saluted briefly.

When he left, the young man remained with Josiah. Appearing here now, he undoubtedly came here in a hurry to reply to the letter. And judging from his travel-worn appearance, he must have just arrived.

"Captain Tang is too polite." After waving his hand, the young man quickly returned the greeting, with an inexplicable look of admiration on his face. Although he wasn't too happy with Tang En because of Josiah's relationship, it was a small personal matter after all. Now that he was facing a big crisis, he naturally wouldn't care about it.

After saying that, the young man and the person in charge of the organization invited Tang En into the room, and then walked out to avoid suspicion.

When Tang En saw this, he didn't hold back. He tore open the well-sealed cloth bag, poured out a few folded papers, and opened them to look at with an oil lamp.

It is clean and neat, but also has sharp edges and corners that see through the paper. There is no doubt that it is Josiah's handwriting.

The content is very concise, except for the last caring greeting, the general idea is that two strange people entered the clothing store last night, and they should be the members of the Twilight Hunters who were chasing after them. Their physical features were drawn on two other pieces of paper.

Yes, that was exactly what Tang En asked Joshua to help him with before.

In fact, speaking of it, the profession of bounty hunter is really similar to that of assassin, a little purer than ordinary assassins from other worlds. Tang En could vaguely understand their operating style, coupled with the deep feelings between the members of the Twilight Hunters. He expected that the other party would go to Shanxi City and enter the clothing store. So I asked Josiah to send someone there to wait there first, and it turned out that he was waiting.

Of course, there is also the contribution of Oliver and the others. When the station was in chaos, Josiah was far away from the battle, so he didn't see Oliver's appearance. But the one in Shanxi City is a high-end clothing store, and it's not like they don't sell men's clothing. But you are a strong man wearing various animal skins and carrying a big knife on your back, and you are a mysterious and sneaky black-robed man wearing a hooded robe. No matter how you look at it, you feel that the possibility of causing trouble is higher than buying clothes... Of course, in this world, All of this is easier said than done. It seems incredible that this kind of guess can be successful, and this is why the young man just now had a look of admiration on his face. However, Tang En has no awareness of this. This kind of speculation is just based on imagination. The success or failure depends mostly on luck. And even if the other party didn't come, secret agencies were spread across most cities in the north, and they were all chasing after him. It was only a matter of time before he found them.

After reading it, Tang En directly touched the paper to the flames, threw it on the ground when it ignited, and watched it burn to ashes. Flick your hand and wave it away.

Then Tang En picked up the other two pieces of paper, unfolded them and laid them side by side on the table.

One is a burly man with a reckless face and extremely short hair, and the other is a weirdo wearing a black robe, with only the part below the nose exposed.

This portrait was extremely vivid, and Tang En recognized Oliver at a glance. As for the other one, it is naturally the space magician whom he has never met before.

Huh... Taking a deep breath, Tang En frowned and clicked on the portrait. His face couldn't be said to be ugly, but it was definitely not good either.

There are still three people left in the Dusk Hunter Group, and now there are two. This result was not the worst prediction, but it also broke Tang En's beautiful illusion.

If only one person comes, even the mysterious space magician. After Tang En worked hard to recover from his injury, he would take the initiative to attack. But now there are two people, and Tang En also knows the strength of Oliver. The high-level earth-level opponent, like Eunice, is an opponent who needs to fight hard but is not guaranteed to win.

"We still need to bring in reinforcements!" Tang En picked up these two portraits and narrowed his narrow eyes. "I just hope you can do more to help me and don't let me down..."