Baiyan City, Baiyan Fort, soldiers were recruited on the third day.

On the platform, the city lord was walking heavily towards the stairs leading to the inside of the castle.

Alay followed her, trying to say something to comfort her, but she didn't know what to say - because he didn't know what was going on.

This morning, the militia still gathered in front of Baiyan Fort and then headed to the various city walls;

However, there are fewer people coming today than yesterday, only a little over eight hundred.

Obviously, people came to sign up one after another the next day, but Ailei also brought dozens of people over in the downtown area... Why are there even fewer people coming to gather today?

With only this number, the pressure on urban defense cannot be relieved much... Why has the public's attitude changed so much? Is it really because the enthusiasm has subsided?

"Aire, we have no way to defend Baiyan City in this way." Fran spoke first, "Is it said that because yesterday's training was too difficult, the militia were unwilling to come?"

"I...I think those training sessions are good, and even if they are tired, they will not be much more tired than their daily work." Ailey was also confused.

"Ire, I..." Fran said halfway, and Ire took the words;

"Leave it to me." Ailee tried hard to squeeze out a smile, "I'll prepare it, and then I'll investigate the reason."

"Yeah." Fran nodded slightly - this tacit understanding made her feel much more at ease.

How did those people change their attitudes?

...

Tavern.

Alay placed his sword and the armor in Baiyan Castle and changed into a black suit;

He covered his face, ordered a glass of wine and sat in the corner, pretending to be contemplating, but actually listening to useful messages.

The idle men usually gather here to talk and talk, and listen here to get a lot of information;

This is what Aire did before, but now there is only an extra procedure to change clothes.

"Oh, you are a bastard. Didn't you report to Lord Fran yesterday? Why did you come to drink again today?"

Alay quickly identified useful information from the complexity.

He glanced over there - with a black veil on his face anyway, they didn't know they were paying attention.

There, a stout man had just settled down, and he had a scarred face and a thin man to play the table.

"Don't mention it, Mad, this girl is probably not at ease." The man's cursing words almost made Elle slam the table and beat him up.

"I don't have a good intention? You said something strange. She is not much better than that old bastard Tad?" The thin man's words relieved Aly's anger a little.

"I heard that she just wanted us to die! Humph, how easy is to defend the city?" As he said that, the man began to speak and gesture to his two companions:

"For example, the city wall is like this!" The man drew two long lines on the table with his fingers as both sides of the city wall. "Do you know where we militia are? You have to be here!"

He seemed to point close to the line—that is, at the edge of the city wall, next to the battlements.

"Do you know what this location is like? The place that is most likely to die! If there are bows and arrows and stones flying under the city, your life will be gone!" The man said in a squirting manner.

"I must have to fight to defend the city." The thin man's face was a little contempt, "What's the matter? I just finished what I was doing and planned to report it in the afternoon!"

"You are so happy to die?" The man sneered, "That girl doesn't treat us as human beings at all. Do you know what serious soldiers are doing? Behind us, help us transport stones and wood, and then cut hooks and locks to push the ladder!"

Isn't this nonsense? Ailey doubts whether there is something wrong with this man's head: this kind of person who requires a high degree of proficiency will naturally have to let someone who specializes in this!

You guys nervously overturned the cart, wasting supplies was a little trouble, and blocked the aisle that was not spacious in the city wall?

You can make something like hook lock and cloud ladder? If you accidentally let the enemy come up, you will all die!

"If you ask you to do it, you may not be able to do it." The thin man looked quite sensible.

Ailey glanced at the big man again - the latter looked stupid and had nothing to do with intelligence; but how could he judge these things from the training content?

"Hmph, do you believe it or not!" The man snorted disdainfully, picked up the glass and continued to drink.

"You guy's head turned bright?" Scarface's eyes turned, "Okay, now I can figure things out by myself... I just feel something is wrong with this girl and didn't go at all."

"Well, it wasn't what I thought of." The man smiled embarrassedly, "It was during the break, and another person told me... He said he wouldn't come tomorrow."

Also...one person?

"I know!" Scarface raised his wine glass with a smile.

"Ha, I've talked to that person a little more! I think he doesn't seem to be from here. He said, he likes to wander around cities and work as a short-term worker to make some food. I didn't expect to encounter this guy here..."

Not from Baiyan City yet?

Alay felt like he had thought of something...but the following conversation completely deviated his attention.

"I'll report on my experience in the afternoon." The thin man had a firm idea.

"Hey, if you have to go, then you will go again tomorrow morning, otherwise you won't see anyone; I tell you, this girl... looks so pretty!" When the big man said here, the atmosphere of discussion changed suddenly.

"How beautiful?" Scarface seemed quite interested, "Didn't it that she used to be called 'lucky noodles'?"

"That was because she had no status at that time, and she was afraid that someone would attack her!" The big man's smile became more and more obscene, "I tell you, even if she was far away, she could feel that beautiful energy on the platform of Baiyan Castle!"

It is natural that Fran’s appearance is not to be said... Alay feels a fire of namelessness turbulence in his heart.

"I saw it yesterday! Tsk tsk, the city lord robe she wore was five or six sizes bigger than her figure, her sleeves were as wide as her waist, and her collar was almost as tight as her knees; even so, the robe on her upper body was still tight... Tsk, I really don't know how much!"

...That's what you can judge? Aly held the wine glass tightly and suppressed his anger.

"It's not impossible to let me work hard. Just stay with me for one night, just one night!" The big man's laughter sounded particularly harsh.

Then how many lives do I have to be enough? This idea suddenly popped up in Alay's mind.

Alay loosened his hand from the wine glass, otherwise he would probably be crushed - he tried hard to calm his breathing, and taking action here would have some adverse effects.

With Fran's appearance and figure, some people will indeed make them fascinate;

But you actually dare to talk nonsense in the tavern, and I can hear it...

Then things can't be forgotten like this.
Chapter completed!