At the village chief's house, the respected old people were discussing fiercely.

They weren't talking about surrender or anything like that—they didn't need to discuss it, and they decided to flee rather than surrender after they had made sure it was the Most Holy Legion coming.

What they discussed, or argued, about who would stay behind when they ran away - they were all vying to lead the team to break the back.

(It's really a group of hot-blooded people, and it's no wonder that they will go out of their way to fight against the Holy Legion and protect Lilina in the plot, even if the village is slaughtered, the survivors have no regrets.) ）

Pan Long secretly admired in his heart, but he didn't say a word.

Who leads the team to escape, and who stays behind, this is the internal affairs of the village of Runa, who is only responsible for dealing with the army of the empire.

After listening for a while, and finding that the old people were always arguing about the subject, he yawned and went upstairs to sleep.

There's something to do tonight, and he's going to go to bed early.

When I woke up, it was already dark, and the arguments downstairs had disappeared. He slowly went downstairs and met the village chief who was about to go upstairs and call him to eat.

Dinner in Runa Village is very usual, toast, vegetable salad, and wild vegetable soup, which has a little oil and salt, but it is not difficult to import. It's just that there is no meat at all, which makes Pan Long, who is usually used to eating meat a meal, a little uncomfortable.

Compared with his little discomfort, the village chief's family was taken aback by his astonishing appetite.

Originally, the village chief was going to leave the old people for dinner, so he baked a few extra loaves of bread. He was going to let the fleeing villagers take them to the road to eat if he couldn't finish them, but Pan Long ate them with an understatement. Not to mention after eating, he obviously waited for a while to add soup. It wasn't until he realized that he had finished eating that he smiled awkwardly and put down the bowl.

Pan Long himself also blushed a little, and he deliberately ate the amount of food for the first few meals. Because he knew that the village chief's family would not prepare too much. But this meal, the village chief's family obviously prepared a lot, and he planned to let go of the food-only ended up eating five or six minutes full, and he actually finished eating.

But who told him to eat a lot......

Unless a martial artist can step into the innate world, he eats a lot of food. After all, strength does not arise out of thin air, and even true qi is transformed from digested food. Therefore, the more powerful the martial artist, the greater the amount of food. Like Pan Long, it is not a problem to eat a bucket of rice and ten catties of meat in one meal.

His appetite is actually not too big, there is a clan uncle Pan Meng who has been stuck at the gate of the innate realm for almost ten years, and he can eat forty or fifty catties of rice noodles in one meal - in order to break through the bottleneck, this clan uncle changed his career to believe in Buddhism, and he didn't eat a mouthful of greasy, he lived entirely on rice noodles, and he was really a big rice bucket.

In order to hide his embarrassment, Pan Long didn't bother to wait until he was full before speaking, and directly found a topic: "The Holy Legion is here for you, right? and the previous missionaries...... The Monotheistic Cult seems to value your village. ”

The village chief's face was gloomy, and he sighed, wanting to explain a few words, but was interrupted by Pan Long.

"You don't have to explain, and I don't want to know what is there in your village that attracts them. He said lightly, "I'm an adventurer, not an intelligence monger." Since I have accepted your benefits and been hired by you to protect this village, I will definitely do this job well. ”

He paused and added, "Let's talk about it first, I'm not a nanny, at most I'm responsible for helping you cut people off." ”

Pan Long was willing to help break the queen, of course, the village chief was overjoyed, and he would not refuse.

He estimated that Pan Long was strong in martial arts yesterday, but he didn't know how strong Pan Long was. However, after watching the scene of Pan Long's martial arts training today, it is easy to judge that he is far more powerful than the most capable hunters in the village.

With the help of this master, they will be able to delay the Holy Legion for a longer period of time, so that the fleeing villagers will have more safety.

As for how long it can be delayed, the village chief doesn't bother to think about it. Anyway, he was ready, and this battle was just a matter of death.

But he was a kind man after all, and he explained in detail the dangers facing the village.

It turns out that the village of Luna was originally the core area of the goddess of the moon. When the Great Temple of the Moon was destroyed, the High Priest fled here with the Holy Maiden, who was only three months old, and was sheltered by the villagers. Soon after, the high priest died of his injuries, and the villagers raised the saint as their own child, helping her hide her identity, which has been hidden until now.

"I thought I could keep it hidden, but I knew it when the two Unitarian missionaries came yesterday...... After all, I still couldn't hide it. The village chief sighed and said, "We have already discussed that tonight we will pack up our things, and tomorrow we will set out for the east and flee into the Mondo Forest before dawn." In the forest, there was already a temporary stronghold established by the clergy who escaped the battle of the Great Temple, although it was simple, it was enough for everyone to live in peace for the time being. As for me, I'll stay in the village with some of them, and I'll have to try to deal with the Holy Legion no matter what......"

"Just one village, how are you going to get around?" Pan Long asked curiously, "Could it be that there are tunnels in your village." Can you fight a tunnel war? Or did the Church of the Moon Goddess leave a lot of magic traps back then, and you can make a mine war?"

The village chief laughed dryly and said, "I mean, try to reason with them or something......"

"You haven't slept yet, why are you dreaming?" Pan Long couldn't help but shake his head: "People are going to come to kill you, and you still want to reason with him?

"Reason, what is the truth? A big fist is the truth, a knife is the truth, a large number of people is the truth, I am standing, you are lying down, I am the truth!" he said heavily, "Tomorrow you don't waste the spitting stars, when they come, I will go up and kill them first, and then you take the villagers to help me cut the rest." One chops one, two chops a pair, prepare a few more knives, and replace one if the chop is dull and broken...... In short, cut them all down, and it's not too late for you to reason slowly when you collect their bodies. ”

Speaking of this, he smiled: "Well, by that time, they must all be obedient, and they will not refute anything you say." ”

The village chief's family was stunned and couldn't say anything.

There was silence in the room, and everyone looked at Pan Long blankly.

They imagined many possibilities, but they didn't expect that this enthusiastic explorer would actually kill all the attacking Frese army with one enemy.

And...... Listening to his tone, he seems to be very confident.

"That...... Are you really sure?" After a long while, the village chief's son Xi'an couldn't help but ask.

"How sure can you talk about this kind of thing?" Pan Long shook his head, "It's just that there is no choice." ”

He looked at the crowd and said with a very frank expression and tone: "The Holy Legion is coming to slaughter you, and I have accepted your employment to help you, so I can only kill them." It's as simple as that. ”

"It's not that I don't want to be reasonable, it's just that people don't want to reason with us. If they come not from the army, but with an official and a few heralds, I will definitely support you to reason with them for as long as you want!"

Saying that, Pan Long also sighed: "Do you think I am a monster or an immortal? I just don't have a choice...... Since you promised to help, you have to do what you say. Otherwise, even if I escaped and survived, I would never be happy in this life. ”

"What do people want to live? Isn't it just to be happy! Happy is also a lifetime, unhappy is also a lifetime, and it is not worth not being happy to live for a few more years!"

These words are full of martial virtue, which is a typical northland style.

The people of the Northland live in a harsh natural environment, and no one knows if there will be another year after this year, so they have developed this crisp, straightforward and somewhat rough style. If a Northland person agrees to something and identifies something, then unless you have a lotus flower with a tongue and a crippled person, it is really mighty and unyielding, rich and noble, and poor and lowly cannot be moved - many times, Northland people don't have so many brain circuits in their brains, they can think about very complex things, and tossing those moths with them is tantamount to flattering the blind.

Pan Long is also considered to be half of the Northlanders, and if he has a choice, he is also too lazy to play any moths, and he is straightforward and happy.

However, Pan Long didn't really plan to try to cut two or three hundred by himself, he planned to set off overnight today, take advantage of the night to find the attacking Holy Legion, harass them, and make them unable to rest properly.

This has two advantages, firstly, it can reduce the number of enemies, so that you can kill one more tonight and one less tomorrow, and secondly, the enemy will not sleep well tonight, and tomorrow you will have to waste some time to rest during the day, so that the villagers will have enough time to retreat.

Overall, kill two birds with one stone.

This set of practices belongs to a rich and perfect system, in the world of the previous life, it is famous, until he crossed, there are still many people who regard this system as a treasure book, and use it to fight enemies stronger than themselves, and the results are really good, it can be said that it has passed the test of time and practice, and there is proof of blood and fire.

Hearing his plan, the village chief was taken aback again, and the old man was surprised several times in a row, and his mouth looked a little dislocated.

"This ...... Really?"

"It should be possible. Pan Long said, "Anyway, the Frese army can't imagine that anyone will attack in the middle of the night, and even if I don't get much results, at least it shouldn't be too dangerous." ”

The village chief thought for a while, and his eyes gradually brightened.

"You're right! They wouldn't have thought of attacking in the middle of the night, running away as soon as they hit it. Even if you want to chase it, you can't catch up in the forest!" he said happily, "how many people do you need to help......?

Pan Long hurriedly refused, it wasn't that he didn't want helpers, he really felt that those hunters were useless.

What's more, tomorrow a large number of villagers will flee into the forest, and these hunters will need to protect them all the way, how can they delay their rest?

When he said this, the village chief felt that his thoughts were still Meng Lang, and praised him again and again for being an adventurer for his insight, and asked him if he needed any help.

"To say help...... Let those who are going to stay tomorrow make some throwing spears tonight, and tie the tops with firewood, grass and pine oil, and make torches that can be thrown. Pan Long thought about it, remembered the situation of the autumn hunt that his father had talked about, and suddenly came to inspiration, "Tomorrow...... Maybe you need it. ”