Unconsciously, konola City offensive and defensive war has been going on for a whole day, the sun "Mila" and the sun "chicasa" are beginning to gradually set to the horizon, konola's city guards have been the first time to beat back the enemy's attack, and the war has come to this time, whether the offensive or defensive side are obviously tired, even with a strong recovery The professional also because of the mental tension and began to eat!

The war continued, but now, whether it was the enemy who had just begun to fight, or the city guards who were trembling and struggling to resist, they had become numb and dull. The blood coagulated from every survivor. The red and brown stains were everywhere on the wall and the ground, and only the faint black smoke was left to tell The tragedy of the past!

Finally, it seems that the retreat horn coming from the horizon sounded. When it was getting dark, the enemy decided to retreat temporarily. A large number of soldiers with red armor retreated from the city wall, carrying bloody iron swords. The surviving city guards cheered a few times and sat down on the wall full of corpses. The war It's over!

Punk stands in the middle of large pieces of broken meat. If ordinary soldiers are standing on the corpses, punk is standing in the broken meat soup. However, Punk's body is not stained with any dirt. Mage's armor and secondary deflection position perfectly prevent blood from splashing on punk. Seeing that the sun "chicasa" is about to sink into the horizon, the last ray of dusk is about to say goodbye The bumpy and bloody wall of Nora City, seeing the soldiers sincerely thank the gods in their hearts for their "kindness", punk turned his lips, kicked off half of his bloody head, and walked down the slippery steps due to the accumulation of too much blood!

Holding the still white palm gently, punk feels that his strength has been improved to a certain extent. Fighting is the best way to practice magic. After a whole day of "casting practice", he can personally observe and feel the effect and power of magic, and get close to the battlefield to practice the timing and choice of magic release, which is of great help to improve his magic experience. Now, punk has been 6 years old It's second grade!

Punk, who has truly felt the strength growth, has not been affected by the sadness brought about by the war. Even though konola city is full of sad cries, Punk's mood is still relaxed and happy.

However, when punk passes a shop, even punk, who thinks himself ruthless, has some ideas in his mind pity?

No, the weak never deserve pity!

It's a wooden house hit by a huge stone. On the broken and scratched shop board, you can still recognize some immature characters of "lecota barbecue shop" This is exactly the barbecue shop punk likes.

Now the shop has been smashed by stones, the surrounding ground has been broken, and the blood flowing from the cracks of the stones has dried up. But punk can still use prophecy to learn the identity and status of their owners through the blood of these ordinary people

The result of a spell probe Nature is very infuriating Exception logical Whether it's uncle barbecue or little Lori who says "big brother is so beautiful" in her tender voice with big eyes, she has already Deeply "buried" under the ground by this huge stone

"Poor little guy, rest in peace. I can't eat any more delicious barbecue. Rest in peace." punk reaches out his hand and gently touches the huge stone covered with dust and blood, turns around and continues to walk to the square

Don't you also belong to the weak? In such a war, the weak themselves are also It's not worth mentioning!

War It's really unpleasant, especially in the war that makes you feel powerless!

The city defense forces in the square are distributing food in a unified way. If a city is in a state of war, any food and other "strategic materials" of the poor must be handed over to the army for unified ration! Of course, in general, the order of rationing is occupation first, nobles second, soldiers second, and poor people last!

In order to store food for a likely protracted war, all food is theoretically distributed according to the "wartime standard", at least for the poor.

Punk saw in the square that large groups of poor people were queuing up in a porridge shed made of broken wood to get a small bowl of soup porridge made of a little wheat and a few scattered leaves of wild vegetables, while professionals were selecting meals in a temporary requisition shop.

Punk picked up a greasy plate and performed a cleaning operation before taking it to dinner.

There are not many kinds of food. The staple food is three pieces of wheat bread. It seems that the baker may have been killed. The bread is not only crooked and "abstract", but also the flour is caked, which is a layman's skill. The side dishes include bacon and ham, as well as some vegetables such as pickled radish. Punk chose a good smoked meat, and then went back to the bloody city wall with a low-key plate, eating and guarding at the same time!

For some "never seen the world" professionals, this bloody and horrible environment is definitely not a good place to eat, but for punk and other "predecessors" who have "experienced many battles", eating in the dead is not a thing to be surprised!Punk doesn't pay attention to the ghost like eyes of several apprentice level professionals. He just uses a fairly good corpse as a table and takes a big bite of food. Now punk is thinking about the advantages and disadvantages of konola City, and has no time to pay attention to such trivial things as the dining table.

Konola City, as a border city mainly exporting leather, has never had much grain hoarding. Usually, most of the grain is transported by canal from other cities which are rich in grain. Although some farms have planted koji wheat, the yield is generally low, and in the tender season, the koji wheat planted in the field is just a seedling, which is not suitable at all It can be used as food, but now there are 100000 troops in konola City, which need sufficient food to support the battle

"Even if the enemy only encircles the city and does not attack, the shortage of food alone will be enough to bring down konola city." punk can be sure that konola city will be defeated as long as the enemy doesn't make any mistakes!

"But what does that have to do with me?"? Punk puts a piece of bacon with moderate saltiness into his mouth. He has decided to kill 50 professionals who don't have long eyes. After exchanging their magic with Manasi, he will leave konola city and the kingdom of carmos, which is doomed to turmoil, and go directly to the neighboring kingdom of Dylan.

Thinking of this, punk raised his head and looked around the other professionals who were sitting under the wall like a circle of scattered people. "It's estimated that their thoughts are similar to their own. After this day's war, even those" hot blooded baboons "should be sober"! When punk continues to care about time and opportunity, a familiar voice comes from all over the world!

"Hello ~ ~ long time no see ~ punk" a familiar greeting from the city wall stairs, with the usual irritating and infuriating, very annoying interrupted Punk's thoughts!

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