Chapter 1136
——Pain
——It hurts
——My head hurts
The continuous pain in his head gradually restored ConA's consciousness.
After opening his eyes, the first thing that came into his eyes was the white tent top.
After regaining consciousness, the ears also begin to receive external information.
Groans of pain and small gossip poured into Connor's ears.
Connor turned his head hard, looked around him, and observed himself and his surroundings.
He is lying on a fairly clean bed.
His head was wrapped in a thick bandage.
Surrounded by a group of people who were also bandaged around their bodies.
And he and these people are in a white military tent.
With only a few glances at his surroundings, Connor recognized where he was now.
——Why did I come to the medical camp
Connor tried to search his memory in his mind as he whispered in his heart.
Soon, Connor's thoughts and memories were connected.
He recalled what had happened to him before he was unconscious.
Just then, a thick male voice, which was quite familiar to Connor, sounded at the mouth of the military tent:
"Oh, oh! Connor! Are you awake? "
Connor followed his reputation and looked at the tall man standing at the military account.
"Jester." Connor smiled. "What a coincidence. You came as soon as I thought of you."
Just now, Connor recalled all the things he had encountered before he was unconscious:
He was suddenly attacked by pandragon's garrison, lost to the members of the German undead team, knocked down to the ground, and Jester's timely rescue saved him a life.
Jester and Connor are close friends, so they don't have any scruples and restrictions.
After walking quickly to Connor's bed, jester pulled over a low stool next to him and sat down carelessly.
"Connor! You're lucky! The military doctor said that your head is only a small injury. You can recover as long as you rest for a period of time! "
Hearing what Jester said, Kona felt relieved, raised his hand and touched the thick bandage on his head, and then sighed:
"It's just a small injury, so I'm relieved."
After that, Kona asked Jester the question he wanted to know the answer most now:
"Jester, what time is it?"
"It's already around 15 p.m." Jester replied without hesitation, "the night attack by the pandragon Garrison - it was last night."
"Well..." Connor whispered, "then - how was the battle last night?"
"Why do you ask?" Jester shrugged. "Of course we were beaten badly."
"The battle last night lasted until 2 a.m. today."
"According to statistics, in the battle last night, we lost 2123 generals and soldiers, and 179 large and small houses were recaptured by pandragon's defenders."
"179 seats?" Connor's eyes widened.
Then he lowered the volume and whispered at a volume that only he and Jester could hear:
"Is there any new expression from our Alan coach for such a defeat?"
"... No." After a moment of silence, jester murmured, "coach Allen didn't say anything."
"Today, as usual, every house in pandragon is suppressed door by door and a war of attrition is launched with pandragon's defenders."
"Nothing?" Kona was surprised. "I thought commander Allen would be furious and then ordered a more violent attack on pandragon's defenders..."
"Coach Allen didn't say anything - it's normal." Jester said in a calm tone, "after all, the battle that didn't achieve beautiful results last night can only be regarded as painless for our army."
"From the current tactics of our army, we can see that coach Allen's purpose is very simple."
"Coach Allen's purpose is simple - to fight a war of attrition with pandragon's defenders."
"When all the defenders of pandragon are knocked out, or all the houses in the city are successfully occupied by us, our army will win."
"So coach Allen doesn't have to worry or be angry."
"More casualties, more soldiers and houses were taken away by pandragon's defenders - these things may be insignificant in the eyes of commander Allen."
"The house has been taken back. Just take it back."
"As long as we fight steadily and don't mess around, it's only a matter of time to capture panderagon."
"Tut..." Connor smiled bitterly and sighed helplessly.
Kona's sigh, full of helpless color, was keenly captured by jester.
Jester stared straight at Connor's face with a bitter smile.
After tightening his lips and being silent for a while, jester suddenly said very abruptly:
"Huh? Connor, what did you say? "
Then Jester leaned his head towards Connor.
While leaning his head towards Connor, he turned his head slightly and put his left ear towards Connor, as if he wanted to listen to Connor.
Jester's strange move at this time made ConA look confused.
I didn't say anything - before this sentence could be said from Connor, jester took the lead and said again very abruptly:
"Stomach discomfort? Well, I'll carry you to the bathroom. "
With that, jester turned and turned his back to Connor.
"Come on, Connor, climb on my back and I'll carry you to the bathroom."
ConA's face grew more dazed.
Just when Connor wanted to ask Jester directly which one he was doing now, he noticed Jester's eyes.
He noticed that Jester was winking at him secretly.
Connor, who has been a close friend of Jester for many years, immediately understood the meaning of Jester's look - don't talk!
Despite his doubts, Connor finally chose to listen to jester and shut his mouth.
Then, as Jester just said, climbed onto Jester's back.
After confirming that Kona was lying on his back, jester didn't stay in the military tent more. He directly carried Kona on his back and walked outside the tent.
After leaving the military tent, jester, with Connor on his back, went straight to the nearby toilet.
Looking at the closer and closer toilet, Connor couldn't help thinking:
——Jester isn't really going to take me to the bathroom
——I don't want to go to the bathroom now
However, after arriving at the door of the toilet, jester didn't really take Connor into the toilet.
Instead, he carried Connor on his back and walked towards the sparsely populated grass pile somewhere near the toilet.
After arriving at the grass where few people passed by, jester put Connor down from his back.
After looking around and confirming that there was no one nearby, jester said solemnly to Connor:
"Kona, tell me the truth - are you really willing to be a rebel?"
——It hurts
——My head hurts
The continuous pain in his head gradually restored ConA's consciousness.
After opening his eyes, the first thing that came into his eyes was the white tent top.
After regaining consciousness, the ears also begin to receive external information.
Groans of pain and small gossip poured into Connor's ears.
Connor turned his head hard, looked around him, and observed himself and his surroundings.
He is lying on a fairly clean bed.
His head was wrapped in a thick bandage.
Surrounded by a group of people who were also bandaged around their bodies.
And he and these people are in a white military tent.
With only a few glances at his surroundings, Connor recognized where he was now.
——Why did I come to the medical camp
Connor tried to search his memory in his mind as he whispered in his heart.
Soon, Connor's thoughts and memories were connected.
He recalled what had happened to him before he was unconscious.
Just then, a thick male voice, which was quite familiar to Connor, sounded at the mouth of the military tent:
"Oh, oh! Connor! Are you awake? "
Connor followed his reputation and looked at the tall man standing at the military account.
"Jester." Connor smiled. "What a coincidence. You came as soon as I thought of you."
Just now, Connor recalled all the things he had encountered before he was unconscious:
He was suddenly attacked by pandragon's garrison, lost to the members of the German undead team, knocked down to the ground, and Jester's timely rescue saved him a life.
Jester and Connor are close friends, so they don't have any scruples and restrictions.
After walking quickly to Connor's bed, jester pulled over a low stool next to him and sat down carelessly.
"Connor! You're lucky! The military doctor said that your head is only a small injury. You can recover as long as you rest for a period of time! "
Hearing what Jester said, Kona felt relieved, raised his hand and touched the thick bandage on his head, and then sighed:
"It's just a small injury, so I'm relieved."
After that, Kona asked Jester the question he wanted to know the answer most now:
"Jester, what time is it?"
"It's already around 15 p.m." Jester replied without hesitation, "the night attack by the pandragon Garrison - it was last night."
"Well..." Connor whispered, "then - how was the battle last night?"
"Why do you ask?" Jester shrugged. "Of course we were beaten badly."
"The battle last night lasted until 2 a.m. today."
"According to statistics, in the battle last night, we lost 2123 generals and soldiers, and 179 large and small houses were recaptured by pandragon's defenders."
"179 seats?" Connor's eyes widened.
Then he lowered the volume and whispered at a volume that only he and Jester could hear:
"Is there any new expression from our Alan coach for such a defeat?"
"... No." After a moment of silence, jester murmured, "coach Allen didn't say anything."
"Today, as usual, every house in pandragon is suppressed door by door and a war of attrition is launched with pandragon's defenders."
"Nothing?" Kona was surprised. "I thought commander Allen would be furious and then ordered a more violent attack on pandragon's defenders..."
"Coach Allen didn't say anything - it's normal." Jester said in a calm tone, "after all, the battle that didn't achieve beautiful results last night can only be regarded as painless for our army."
"From the current tactics of our army, we can see that coach Allen's purpose is very simple."
"Coach Allen's purpose is simple - to fight a war of attrition with pandragon's defenders."
"When all the defenders of pandragon are knocked out, or all the houses in the city are successfully occupied by us, our army will win."
"So coach Allen doesn't have to worry or be angry."
"More casualties, more soldiers and houses were taken away by pandragon's defenders - these things may be insignificant in the eyes of commander Allen."
"The house has been taken back. Just take it back."
"As long as we fight steadily and don't mess around, it's only a matter of time to capture panderagon."
"Tut..." Connor smiled bitterly and sighed helplessly.
Kona's sigh, full of helpless color, was keenly captured by jester.
Jester stared straight at Connor's face with a bitter smile.
After tightening his lips and being silent for a while, jester suddenly said very abruptly:
"Huh? Connor, what did you say? "
Then Jester leaned his head towards Connor.
While leaning his head towards Connor, he turned his head slightly and put his left ear towards Connor, as if he wanted to listen to Connor.
Jester's strange move at this time made ConA look confused.
I didn't say anything - before this sentence could be said from Connor, jester took the lead and said again very abruptly:
"Stomach discomfort? Well, I'll carry you to the bathroom. "
With that, jester turned and turned his back to Connor.
"Come on, Connor, climb on my back and I'll carry you to the bathroom."
ConA's face grew more dazed.
Just when Connor wanted to ask Jester directly which one he was doing now, he noticed Jester's eyes.
He noticed that Jester was winking at him secretly.
Connor, who has been a close friend of Jester for many years, immediately understood the meaning of Jester's look - don't talk!
Despite his doubts, Connor finally chose to listen to jester and shut his mouth.
Then, as Jester just said, climbed onto Jester's back.
After confirming that Kona was lying on his back, jester didn't stay in the military tent more. He directly carried Kona on his back and walked outside the tent.
After leaving the military tent, jester, with Connor on his back, went straight to the nearby toilet.
Looking at the closer and closer toilet, Connor couldn't help thinking:
——Jester isn't really going to take me to the bathroom
——I don't want to go to the bathroom now
However, after arriving at the door of the toilet, jester didn't really take Connor into the toilet.
Instead, he carried Connor on his back and walked towards the sparsely populated grass pile somewhere near the toilet.
After arriving at the grass where few people passed by, jester put Connor down from his back.
After looking around and confirming that there was no one nearby, jester said solemnly to Connor:
"Kona, tell me the truth - are you really willing to be a rebel?"