Chapter 409 Night

Night has fallen.

A blazing bonfire was lit in the ruins of the ruined village. The fuel for the bonfire was charcoal collected among the ruins and firewood found nearby. The warm flames dispelled the coldness of the night at this time, and the bright The fire is the protection that protects the survivors from the attacks of jackals.

Seventeen surviving villagers gathered around the blazing bonfire. They stretched their legs and feet beside the warm bonfire, roasted their stiff joints, and dispersed the pain accumulated in the cellar for many days. The cold air came down, while several fully armed Cecil soldiers stood guard around the bonfire, using the flames to bake the bread and dried meat they carried.

Wright completed his short prayer at night and came to the villagers with a piece of bread. The villagers made a slight commotion, but after contact during the day, they had discovered this seemingly scary big man. In fact, he was the gentlest and talkative among the strange soldiers. They quickly calmed down and gave Wright a place to warm himself by the fire.

"Let's rest here one night, warm up our bodies, fill our stomachs, and set off tomorrow," Wright said to the villagers, regardless of how much they could understand or whether they were listening to him. "Let's go southwest. There is Cecil's frontline camp there. Someone can escort you to the safety of the south."

The survivors stared at the flames, stared at their hands and feet, or used The branches flicked the flames in front of them. No one answered Wright's words at first, but a few seconds later a woman spoke: "You said you are Cecil people... Cecil people who are fighting with the lord?"< /p>

"It was your lord who started the war in the first place," Wright said, and then he shook his head, "But these are not important... Your lord has been defeated, and Duke Cecil will become the leader of the entire Southern Territory." Protectors, you will all be Cecils in the future."

"No difference, it's almost the same..." A man with gray hair next to him shook his head and said, "We...sigh... "

The man's lack of words made it impossible to say anything except sighing. Wright was used to seeing civilians who were clumsy and tongue-tied, so he didn't care much about it. He just glanced around casually. , and then he saw the little girl sleeping between the woman and the man - the one with bright big eyes: "Are you her parents?"

"No, I am her uncle," the man Shaking his head, "Her parents died last year, during the food shortage. I planned to raise Emily for a few years, and then send her to the church in the town when she was a little older. Who would have thought... Sigh. ”

Emily—The little girl’s name is Emily.

Wright silently remembered the name. He glanced at the little girl. The latter probably heard the adults’ conversation at this time, or was sleeping restlessly. When Wright looked at her , she opened her eyes in a daze.

The eyes were shining in the light of the bonfire. She was confused for a while, and then she remembered who the big man in front of her was., she boldly looked at Wright, and after a moment she grinned - she didn't know what she was laughing at.

The little girl’s uncle looked at the somewhat rash girl nervously, fearing that she would offend Cecil’s soldiers and cause serious trouble: “Emily, why are you laughing!”

A circle of light?

Wright was stunned for a moment, and quickly looked at himself, and then saw the reflection of the bonfire floating on the surface of the Cecil armor: the little girl probably took the reflection of the armor as some incredible phenomenon. Bar.

The woman next to her immediately became nervous after hearing what the little girl said, and hurriedly explained: "Master, don't mind, this child has not had a very good mind since he was a child..."

"It's okay, it's okay," Wright smiled carelessly, then broke off a piece of his dough and handed it to Emily's hand, "Here you go, eat."

The woman hurriedly Said: "She has eaten..."

"Children are prone to hunger, she should eat more," Wright waved his hand, "Our lord has said that children are the future of the territory, no matter how miserable they are, "Bitter child."

This strange statement made the people around him feel confused. They had never heard any lord or knight say such strange words, but some people still looked at Wright's actions. Feeling a little curious, a young man said next to him: "...What kind of place is Cecil?"

"An...unbelievable place," Wright thought for a while, and suddenly he didn't know how to follow it. A person described his impression of Cecil. After two years of preaching in the south, he felt for the first time that his adjectives were a bit poor, "... people don't have to worry about survival. There are no nobles oppressing the common people. All affairs in the territory are in accordance with the rules." Strict laws operate, and the people who enforce the laws are officials who have been inspected..."

People listened blankly. Many of Wright's vocabulary and descriptions did not seem to be easy to understand for them, but They didn't dare to just turn around. Seeing this situation, Wright couldn't help but stop. After thinking briefly, he raised his hand and pointed at the people beside him: "You can have your own farmland and houses. No one has the right to illegally take away; you can go to work in the factory, and the lord will pay you; you can go to the hospital to cure your sores, and no one will kick you out of the house; you... "

Wright looked at the little girl with wide eyes and couldn't help but smile: "Emily, you can go to school. There are many children the same age as you in the school. You You can make a lot of friends."

"My three gods of fertility, what you said is the same as what the priests said," an old woman couldn't help but exclaimed, "That's why we die. Is it a place that can only be visited after arriving?"

Wright was a little stunned for a moment, and then he felt a little dumbfounded. He shook his head and began to explain everything that Cecil had on his collar more patiently.

The jumping bonfire flames were shining just a few feet away, and the priest who had lost the holy light was gradually covered with a layer of warm and bright light.

However, in the midst of the jumping firelight, an incongruous shadow suddenly flashed at the edge of Wright's sight.

On the outer edge of the ruins of the village, between the burnt fences and shacks, something flashed past.

The soldiers guarding the campfire had stopped talking at some point. They carefully placed their hands on the hilts of the melting swords that were always with them, and the faint rune light shone on their arm armors. Emerging between the seams.

A soldier gave a code signal to Wright in the military's unique sign language. Wright then lowered his voice and said to the villagers beside him: "Everyone, be quiet - go slowly to the cellar."

Several Cecil soldiers stood up from the bonfire, moving their bodies and moving closer to Wright, while the bewildered villagers stood up one after another - but their movements Still too big, too obvious.

There were several slight "boom boom" sounds in the night sky, followed by the sound of flying objects rapidly cutting through the air. An experienced soldier immediately reacted and shouted loudly: " Crossbow! Enemy attack!"

The force shield was activated immediately, and a translucent shield emitted a faint light on the outer edge of each Cecil soldier. , a few inconspicuous silver lights in the night sky fell on the translucent energy barrier, making a tinkling sound, and the next second, the light of the fireball technique shone among the ruins, a blazing The fireball slammed into the force shield of a Cecil soldier.

The explosion of the fireball illuminated the surroundings. The villagers around Wright ran away in panic, and panicked shouts rang out. The situation instantly became chaotic, and at the scene that suddenly became chaotic, Cecil's soldiers shouted loudly: "Civilians go into the cellar! Others find bunkers to meet the enemy!"

The attackers emerged from hiding one after another, and they kept firing crossbows. Shooting at the Cecil soldiers holding up the shields and the unarmed panicked civilians, because it was difficult to aim in the dark, many crossbows lost their accuracy. Then they pulled out various weapons and shouted from all directions. Rush out.

Using the flash of the previous fireball explosion, Wright instantly saw the appearance of the attackers - they were a group of desperadoes who looked like refugees, but were actually wearing armor and holding weapons. Some people even wore knight's blouses and spellcaster's robes. These people's faces were covered with mud, their clothes were tattered, and their bloodshot eyes were red. As they rushed out, they shouted like crazy people. I'm afraid no one could have imagined it. Their once glorious and aloof appearance——

They were the defeated remnants of the noble coalition, people who were defeated at Gravel Ridge, separated from the army during the pursuit, and became desperadoes in the wilderness.

Wright even saw two of the screaming desperadoes wearingA church knight wearing a church blouse, holding a sword, and a Holy Light priest wearing a tattered priest's robe!

He opened the force field shield of the magic terminal without hesitation, then pulled out the melting sword that was given to him not long ago, and faced the bandits who had fallen into the trap.

At the same time, the intelligence he heard recently emerged in his mind -

After the defeat of the noble coalition, the Holy See Knights and Holy Light Priests mixed in the coalition also Fleeing with the coalition forces, many of them became prisoners of the Cecil people in the brutal pursuit, while some of the remaining people were separated from the large army during the escape and were lucky enough to escape the pursuit. Some of them Fleeing all the way to the northwest along the path in the wilderness, he hid in the cathedral of the southern parish of the Holy Light Church and shivered - because Cecil's army, which had just captured the southern border, did not have time to trouble that church yet, and those Those who failed to cross the wilderness and were stranded in the war zone with other noble soldiers became robbers who fell into the grass.

Cecil's army is still active throughout the southern border, hunting down the remnants of the escaped nobles everywhere, and the news that "Duke Cecil will take over the southern border again" has spread throughout the southern border, so these are in the wilderness. The remnants of the noble soldiers wandering around did not dare to return to their territory - the serf soldiers or civilian levies among them were okay. After all, they were originally civilians. As long as they threw away their weapons and changed into rags, they could easily They returned to their hometown or hid in the countryside, but those extraordinary beings, especially those with status and status... they are still active in the wilderness, and... they are hungry.