Bang bang bang bang...

"Are you convinced?"

"I'm convinced..."

It didn't take much effort. Parr knocked down the six people in the house with three punches and two kicks. The people in the barracks next to him ran out when they heard the movement, and then they were caught and beaten up by Parr. The man on the watchtower tower looked straight and sweated coldly, afraid that Parr would beat him.

In this way, Pal established his prestige on the first day he came to the stronghold.

"Boss, please ask, this is the best bed in the house."

The bald man who was beaten with a panda eye was the boss before. His strength was the highest among these people, and he was a senior knight apprentice. Therefore, he saw that Parr's strength was definitely not a senior knight apprentice, or even a peak knight apprentice. He might be a bronze-level knight.

So the bald man named Lao Lang gave up his bed very attentively, and then explained in detail the situation in the sentry stronghold under Parr's inquiry.

There are four barracks in this sentry stronghold, a kitchen, a row of stables, and a lookout sentry tower.

All four barracks were eight-person rooms, including Pal, and there were thirty-two people in total, including four professional soldiers, and the rest were adventurers who came to be short-term soldiers.

There are more than twenty horses in the stable, and a few are replaced in addition to riding and patrolling.

Now there are sixteen people in the stronghold, and the other sixteen people go out to patrol and take turns. Each patrol will divide the sixteen people into two groups, each led by a professional soldier, patrolling for one day, and then returning to the border line.

According to Lao Lang, the strongest person here is not the old Peter, who has the strength of primary bronze.

...

Parr settled down like this. The stronghold where he was located was half a day away from Lingcheng. It was already afternoon when he arrived here.

Dada dada...

At night, it was just dark, and the sixteen people who went out to patrol came back. After returning, they learned that newcomers were here, and those adventurers who had been running for a day wanted to find fun, found Parr.

The adventurers who were beaten by Pal did not remind me, and they were all gloating at their colleagues.

Bang bang bang bang...

There is nothing to say, and another beating is done. Parr sighed why someone is rushing to find a beating?

...

"The new boy is at least a primary bronze."

While Pal was beating people, four professional soldiers from the stronghold came together and whispered while gnawing on the panel.

“It doesn’t matter.”

Old Peter shook his head, withdrew his gaze, and looked at the two people who came back and said, "It's so quiet recently, it's quieter than in previous years. Have you found anything unusual during your patrol?"

"No."

The two soldiers who returned shook their heads. They have been veterans for more than ten years and have been in this stronghold for five or six years, knowing what an abnormality is.

"No exception is the biggest exception."

Old Peter rubbed his hands, his face a little solemn. He closed his eyes and pondered for a while and said, "I will contact the informant when I patrol tomorrow and ask about the orc tribes around you. You must guard this place."

"Um."

...

"Boss, you don't have to follow Old Peter to patrol. Every time he patrols, he runs out of the border line and can't come back even when it gets dark. He's even suffering and still dangerous."

Early the next morning, when Parr wanted to follow Old Peter on his first patrol, Old Wolf came over, and behind them, one of the weakest adventurers here, obviously asking the adventurer to replace Parr and patrol with Old Peter and ask Parr to patrol with Little Peter.

"No need, I'm here to kill orcs."

Parr waved his hand and refused Lao Lang's kindness, then turned over to the horse, rode Dahuang and followed Lao Peter out of the stronghold.

Xilulu!

Immediately afterwards, Erhuang, who was tied to the stable by Parr, broke free from the rope and ran out, following Dahuang.

"Follow!"

Parr drove him a few times, and Erhuang said that he would not leave him and Dahuang, and there was no way, so he could only let it follow.

"Pal, you are new to you. Today I will take you away and be familiar with the surrounding environment."

After the old Peter came with the six others from the people brought by Pal and Peter, he turned around and shouted, then drove the mount to speed up and walked forward along a dirt road visible to the naked eye.

While running, Old Peter was slightly hunched up.

Alas~

"It will take midnight to come back again."

"Come on!"

The six people except Parr sighed and said complaining words, but they had to keep up. Parr was nothing. He wanted to go away and encounter orc attacks, and then get energy points after killing!

...

Dada dada...

As time goes by, the scenes on both sides of the road began to change. Parr has been paying attention to the surrounding environment. He found that at the beginning, there were still scattered trees on both sides of the road. The more you go west, the fewer trees there were. Later, it turned into an endless grassland. However, the grassland in the winter moon seemed very desolate, and there were basically no grass plants or anything else. This is the eastern wasteland of the Ashes Lion Kingdom.

"Go ahead and rest."

At noon, Old Peter turned around and shouted again, then led everyone forward. After seeing a big rock appeared on the side of the road, he finally stopped and let everyone rest on the spot.

"Old Peter, when do you think we will meet orc bandits?"

After drinking a few sips of water and eating a few sips of dry food, Parr couldn't wait to come to Old Peter and ask. He did not hide his intention, but was to kill orcs and bandits to obtain merits.

Of course, this is an external statement, and it is still an energy point after all.

“This year’s situation is a bit abnormal…”

Old Peter swallowed the dry food in his mouth, then waved his hand and called everyone to him and told him:

"Everyone should pay attention. In previous years, you can see traces of orc activities, but the weather this year is so cold. As soon as the winter moon enters, there is still heavy snow. Until now, there is no sign of orc activities. They will definitely not be able to freeze and starve to death. Therefore, they are likely to be planning a big offensive. Our responsibility is to discover it in advance and then notify the Lingcheng..."

...

"keep going!"

After eating, everyone rested for more than half an hour, and then continued to patrol on horseback.

The location where Parr is at this time is actually the Ashes Lion Kingdom. The big stone before was a boundary monument, and he left the country without realizing it.

After starting patrol again, Old Peter led everyone forward for more than half an hour, and then everyone saw an orc suddenly jumping out of the road ahead. He was thin and thin, with a pale hair on his body. He was an old orc with a bull's head.

"It's our informant."

At this time, Old Peter said this, then alerted everyone, drove his horse to the old cattle orcs and whispered a few words, then took down a small bag of food hanging on the horse's back and threw it to the old cattle orcs.

"Thank you, thank you."

The old orcs of the cattle tribe hurriedly put the food in their arms, then turned around and left.

...

"Old Peter, what's going on?"

The other adventurers were no longer surprised. After Old Peter came back, he didn't ask anything, but Parr went up and asked.

"The informant said nothing unusual. Although their tribe lived a worse life than in previous years and had frozen to death, the tribe shamans had no idea of ​​sending people out to rob."

Old Peter said it briefly, and even though he said that, his brows were frowning. Parr knew in his heart that the veteran Peter, the old man, had noticed something unusual from it.

So Parr asked, and Old Peter said that at this time in previous years, there were always some orcs who were hungry and disobedient, and unlike now, I haven't seen a single orc in recent days.

This is the biggest exception, but what is the problem? Old Peter can't tell.

...

Just as others complained at the beginning of the patrol, it was already midnight when Parr came back from his first patrol. He ate something briefly, then lay on the bed and pondered about the current situation, and finally closed his eyes and entered the dream space: the black shadow space.

At this time, Pal is no longer fighting alone in the dark shadow space, but has a large group of younger brothers, white shadow men, all kinds of appearances and all kinds of strengths. These are the light spots obtained by Pal killing the dark shadow men over the past few days.

As time goes by, Parr gets closer and closer to the exit of this dream space. The dark dream space at the beginning also lit up, and the shadow people he meets are getting stronger and stronger, and more and more.

Behind the Black Shadow Armored Man are the Black Shadow Light Cavalry, the Black Shadow Heavy Armored Soldier, and the Black Shadow Heavy Cavalry...

But they were all killed by Pal one by one and became his younger brother. Now Pal is very close to the entrance and exit. He guessed that if there is no accident, he would be able to walk out of this dream space tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

"Set off!"

Parr stood on the back of a tall white shadow dragon beast mount, raised the long sword in his hand and waved it. More than 10,000 white shadow men holding sharp weapons walked towards the exit of the space. On the road, he encountered increasingly strong black shadow men blocking him, but they were all resolved one by one.

The solution was to fight, and Parr didn't even take action.

"It's good to have a little brother."

Parr felt like he was playing a war game, first fighting alone, then accumulating strength, and finally pushing him over.

...

The next day, Pal didn't have to patrol or stand guard today, but he was not bored because he would practice his sword skills when he had time these days, to be precise, practicing dual-held weapons.

Brush! Brush!

One-handed sword with one hand, Parr waved it, and the others saw the sword light flashing, and they could not see the trajectory of the sword at all, which made Lao Lang and others more convinced that Parr was a bronze-level.

"gather!"

Suddenly, Old Peter, who was standing on the watchtower, shouted.

...
Chapter completed!