Heavy Casualties

Fang Ping looked at Chen Long, waiting for him to continue. At the same time, he touched his backpack, preparing to find a yellow melon pancake to bake.

Chen Long faced the bonfire. The red light made the black cloak red.

“The commander of Fire Dragon City is Claude. I don’t like him very much.

He had heard that the Elves had been captured when he was young and had been male slaves for a long time. He hated the Elves to the core. That was why Grand Duke Dewey had transferred him to Goby Highlands and told him to stay away from the Forest of Elves and focus on dealing with the Gnomes and Trolls.

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However, after what had happened in Fire Dragon City, no one knew what Claude was thinking.

Princess Sif’s status among the Elves is not low. If something really happens to her, then…”

Chen Long did not continue speaking. Fang Ping, on the other hand, was a little puzzled as he baked the yellow melon pancake. He asked, “Then, since Sif’s status in the Elves is not low. How did she get captured by Fire Dragon City so easily?”

“I don’t know. We’ll only know when we reach Fire Dragon City.”

Chen Long was facing the bonfire. Fang Ping could not see his expression.

Chen Long did not say anything else, and Fang Ping did not ask any more questions. He continued to bake the yellow melon pancakes.

The baked yellow melon pancake had a dry surface and a soft texture.

Although it still didn’t taste good, a mouthful of hot pancakes and hot water was considered a small comfort in a cold environment.

The weather was getting colder. On the one hand, it was already the winter moon. On the other hand, they had already begun to climb the mountain. The fort’s official road began to slope. The further they walked, the colder it would be.

Fang Ping sat by the bonfire and chatted with Chen Long. Fang Ping did not need to keep watch tonight. It did not matter if he slept later.

As he warmed himself by the fire, he listened to Chen Long tell him stories from when he was young. He told him about Fire Dragon City. Fang Ping was actually listening.

When the two of them had nothing to say, they just looked at the fire quietly.

There were other people chatting beside the bonfire. They were not far away, and Fang Ping could hear them.

“The Lord’s Guards have really suffered heavy casualties this time.”

“That’s right. Who would have thought that the Trolls and Gnomes we encountered this time would be so strong? On average, they’re all Class 3 professionals. Only a large tribe can gather such a team, right?”

“You’ve never seen the world. In our Elf City, it’s considered a large tribe, but in the highlands, what’s this? This is your first time in the highlands, right?”

“Are the Goblins and Trolls of the Goby Highlands that strong?”

“There are a lot of them, but fortunately, there are very few top-notch professionals and they are not strong. Otherwise, they would have long attacked and found trouble with us.”

Fang Ping listened to them and sighed. The Goblins and Trolls were not weak. Many Professionals had died this time. Victory was not easy to come by.

He did not know what would happen along the way.

“Let’s not talk anymore. Let’s accumulate energy.” Chen Long stood up and walked towards the darkness.

Fang Ping nodded and stood up as well. He had expended so much energy today. He still had to continue accumulating.

After laying out the sleeping bag, he crawled in and began to accumulate energy.

When dawn broke, the Lord’s Guards began to set off, and the Elite Team also set off.

They did not walk far before arriving at the place where the battle had taken place yesterday.

The tall sentry tower in the distance had already disappeared. Only the straight fortress official road could be seen, leading straight to the horizon.

On both sides of the road were piles of corpses. There were all kinds of Gnomes and Trolls, and they were all Class 2 and 3.

After freezing for the entire night, it was already covered in a thin layer of frost.

Fang Ping was a little emotional. It was very difficult to accumulate strength, but losing strength was so simple.

If there were more Gnomes and Trolls, their lives would only be harder and their improvement would be slower.

He practiced day after day to accumulate energy and increase his strength. But in one day, he could be suppressed by the roadside and be left frozen by the cold wind.

Then what was the meaning of living?

In Xiluo Continent, people are called ‘he/she’, but Gnomes and Trolls are also a ‘he’, including wild beasts. Only Magical Beasts were called ‘it’.

This meant that Humans treated other races as creatures like themselves. However, the value of life was really not equivalent sometimes.

Fang Ping thought of his lover’s tarot card at that time. On it was an angel. Then, did angels exist in this world?

If there was, then to them, Humans might be creatures that reproduced quickly and had no meaning in life.

He stopped looking at the things by the roadside.

Each of the heads had their eyes wide open. After looking at them for too long, he felt a little disgusted. Fang Ping lowered his head and walked forward silently.

After walking for a while, they arrived at the sentry tower at the foot of the mountain.

The sentry tower was gone. Even the foundation had been dug out by the Lord’s Guards. One could see the deep pit on the ground. It was nearly ten meters in diameter and seven to eight meters deep. One could imagine that this sentry tower was really tall.

Previously, he had stood far away and had no concept of the size. Now that he looked at it, the pit was a hundred meters deep. Fang Ping still remembered the scene where James displayed his supernatural power.

He had single-handedly knocked down two sentry towers with a single shot. This sentry tower was not made of paper. It was so far away and the quality was not bad. It was made of solid wood and had a thick foundation.

James’s strength was a little out of this world.

After passing by the old sentry tower at the foot of the mountain, the slope suddenly became steep, giving Fang Ping the feeling of climbing a mountain.

“Into the mountains.”

Someone in the team commented.

Fang Ping looked ahead. There was an obvious slope. The grass was even shorter. Not far away, Fang Ping saw a pile of soil where the terrain was slightly slower.

He turned around and looked behind him. The field of vision here was wide, and he could see the location of the previous battle.

“Stop.”

Fang Ping heard Elsa’s voice in front of him. She raised her hand and clenched her fist.

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“Salute.”

He followed the others and bowed to the pile of soil.

The team was silent for a while before setting off again.

Fang Ping did a rough count. There were twenty-eight mounds…

It was more than Fang Ping had expected.

The Lord’s Guard only had around 500 people. It was a little too much to lose almost a tenth of them in a battle.

The Elite Team had not lost any members for the time being. He could only hope that things would go smoothly later.

He continued walking. In almost an hour, he reached the top of the mountain. The sun had yet to rise, but the sky was already much brighter.

Looking ahead, there was a short slope, followed by another mountain.

Looking back, there was a faint fog and a vast grassland.

“Stop looking. Let’s go,” Qing Niao urged from the front. Fang Ping turned around and followed.

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This was only the first mountain he climbed. Then, the second, the third…

Like waves, mountains rose one after another. They were not tall, but there were many.

Now, Fang Ping could understand why the high ground on the map was triangular. It was because there were many mountains.

It was almost noon. The sun appeared behind him, but he did not feel any warmth. Instead, he felt that it was getting colder. Ice was hanging on the grass and leaves by the roadside, and there was a thin layer of ice on the fort’s official road.

The speed of the Lord’s Guards in front began to slow down. It was probably because the carriage was not easy to walk on such a road.

However, that was good too. If they walked slower, the pressure on Fang Ping would be less. It would save him from having to drink Ping Yang Baosen’s water every day to relieve his fatigue.

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He had brought a full bag with him when he set off, but it was almost empty now.