Zard, filled with indignation, shouted: "You bunch of grown n bullying a group of won, what kind of behavior is this? If you have guts, co at ! I’ll stick by till the end!"
Those words left the Chen Clan soldiers bewildered.
They looked at each other uncertainly, unsure if Zard’s "co at " ant the sa thing as their understanding of it...
On Qing Chen’s side, he patiently comforted Chen Jiazhang: "He’s not a knight..."
Chen Jiazhang felt slightly relieved: "A courier?"
Qing Chen thought for a mont: "No, he’s a friend."
Actually, he couldn’t give Zard a very proper definition; Zard defined himself as Qing Chen’s courier.
But to Qing Chen, Zard was more of a friend.
Chen Jiazhang was stunned for a while: "As a courier... that’s fine."
The senior knight almost thought he had faded out of the knights’ circle for so long that he couldn’t understand this organization anymore.
Not just Chen Jiazhang, the refugees nearby also looked at Zard with complex expressions filled with surprise and admiration.
Qing Chen sighed, knowing he couldn’t let Zard fight his way out of the Chen’s Army right now. Overhead, the A-Class Floating ship hovered utilizing anti-gravity devices, and its main artillery kept aiming at the ground in an active state.
Moreover, he estimated that there were at least a dozen Chen Clan artists in the army, ranging from C-Class to A-Class.
Even though Qing Chen also wanted to fight his way out, the key was that they couldn’t do so.
They couldn’t act prematurely.
Only when they reached the Taboo Land No. 8 could they use the visual blockage to hinder the Floating ship and, utilizing the rules and visual blind spots, eliminate these soldiers one by one.
At that ti, the dense canopy of the Taboo Land would protect them, rendering the threat from above ineffective.
At this mont, four team leaders ca over to inspect.
Seeing his soldiers wanting to fool around, he just glanced and said nothing.
After all, violating a few refugee won destined to die was nothing to them.
A few Chen Clan soldiers looked at Zard and laughed: "Does soone want to play the hero? Co, I’ll show you the price of showing off, string him up and beat him for a night!"
As they spoke, just when Zard was about to use his power to bury the soldiers alive, Qing Chen placed his right hand on his shoulder: "Let handle it."
Zard silently watched Qing Chen’s back, feeling touched.
The boss is indeed the one who stands out at crucial monts.
But just as he thought so, Qing Chen staggered through the crowd and rushed to the four team leaders: "Officers, the refugees here have suffered enough, please spare these won. If you really want to have fun, take my brother away..."
Zard: "???"
Chen Jiazhang: "???"
Hearing this, Zard realized that sothing was wrong, seemingly misunderstanding sothing earlier.
Turns out, the soldiers took the won to violate them, he thought they wanted to beat them.
Chen Jiazhang was also bewildered; is this a knight? The knight who just comforted him is more absurd than the dim-witted Zard, isn’t he?
The Chen Clan soldiers were also confused, thinking these two refugees causing trouble in front of the team leaders might not survive the night.
But at this mont, the team leader Liu Pengsheng said to the soldiers: "Take the hero-playing guy to the tent!"
Chen Clan soldiers: "???"
Liu Pengsheng then told the soldiers: "If you cause a refugee riot, I’ll execute you on the spot, get back to your posts."
After saying this, the four team leaders dragged Zard into the tent, Zard helplessly looked at Qing Chen, who nodded to him.
Zard was puzzled, wondering what the nod ant?
Once inside the tent, Liu Pengsheng suddenly said: "Get a good night’s sleep."
Zard was horrified: "Officer, sleeping like this isn’t allowed!"
Liu Pengsheng impatiently said: "I’m Qing Chen; I’ve controlled these team leaders. It’s uncomfortable sleeping outside, so sleep here. I’ll watch outside."
During the day, Qing Chen focused on the four team leaders, trying to hear their nas and observing their speaking habits and tones, differentiating them in his mind.
The team leader of teams one to three liked swearing, while the leader of team four liked using rhetorical questions, Qing Chen had almost observed everything.
With these four leaders, Qing Chen could control the 120-mber troop structure, ensuring the refugees lived a bit better.
At least until they reached the Taboo Land No. 8.
Right now, escaping was impossible; if he tried to let the refugees flee, the fleet overhead would imdiately notice.
...
...
The next morning.
Zard slowly walked out of the tent, stretching at the entrance, the four team leaders also ca out behind him, fastening their belts around their waists.
Refugees looked at them with uncertainty, gazing at Zard with admiration and sympathy.
Zard returned to the refugee crowd, and soone quietly asked: "Are... are you alright?"
Zard, clueless about the question, replied: "I’m fine, slept pretty well, sleeping in the tent is much better than sleeping in the mud. Don’t worry, you won’t suffer much on the way; the team leaders promised they’d keep the soldiers in line."
The refugees were filled with respect.
The atmosphere of the entire refugee camp suddenly beca strange.
The team leaders told all the Chen Clan soldiers: "The higher-ups think our marching speed is too slow, organize the able-bodied among the refugees to make stretchers, carry the elderly forward. Moreover, the higher-ups demand the number shouldn’t decrease further. If I catch you abusing these refugees, watch your backs!"
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