Mountain Patrol Military Officer

Chapter 179: Chapter 164: I Plan to Let Yun Family’s Descendants Enter Mountain 9 (Requesting Monthly Tickets) Chapter 179: Chapter 164: I Plan to Let Yun Family’s Descendants Enter Mountain 9 (Requesting Monthly Tickets) “You may not have heard, but the Ninth Mountain faced defeat at the frontline, was utterly crushed.

My neighbor’s boy served there as a soldier and returned with one arm amputated.

It’s said that not one in ten survived, even the former Colonel died.

Now, a new Colonel has taken office and is looking to rebuild the Ninth Mountain and is recruiting soldiers and buying horses.”

“If this were normal times, joining the Mountain-cutting Army could be impressive, but entering now would likely mean heading straight to the battlefield.

Isn’t that clearly a death mission?

Only a fool would go.”

In a certain alley, in front of a military recruitment notice.

Residents were pointing and discussing, some shaking their heads, others critiquing, but most remained silent, just watching the excitement.

The notice had been posted here for nearly two hours.

Many people came and went, pointing and discussing, but no one stepped forward to answer the call.

Some were tempted by the soldier’s salary mentioned on it, but after hearing what the people around them were saying, they too let go of the idea.

Now, all of Jingguan City was in an uproar.

The south had been breached by demons, a great battle was imminent, and the Mountain-cutting Army naturally at the forefront.

Who would willingly march to their death?

Then, a low exclamation arose from the crowd.

A typically silent, hardworking man dressed in coarse clothes and dark-skinned, suddenly pushed through the crowd and ripped down the notice.

“It’s him, dear me, all for that meager soldier’s salary, totally not worth it.”

“There are still people who aren’t afraid of death.”

A middle-aged, fat man dressed in a landlord robe, surrounded by house servants, with thin mustaches under his nose, laughed at the man’s action, pointing at him, “This guy has worked in my house before!”

“Just a servant, gone crazy wanting to turn his life around, rushing to his death, but even so, the Ninth Mountain is no place for riff-raff!”

After he finished speaking, he laughed loudly toward the dark-skinned man who had torn down the notice, “Really a fool!

Don’t you all agree?”