The thick blood seemed to be still, and they were distinct from the metal texture of the sword, and they secretly gurgled and flowed, gradually merging into unfallen beads of blood.

"Tick!"

Thick and inseparable beads of blood fell to the ground, mixed with dust and splashed dirty ripples, and two small blood flowers fell on the gray cheeks of the deceased, like the blush that a mother dresses up for her child during the New Year's holidays, but it does not bring back the signs of life's existence.

I struggled through the sea of corpses and blood, taking every step with great care, for fear of disturbing the people under my feet, whose peaceful expressions seemed to be asleep.

Hulin, Count of Saint-Louis, lay among his comrades, his face clean without any dust or blood, his eyes open, and a playful smile on the corners of his mouth, even death.

"As long as you are grateful, death can't take away the smile, is that what you're talking about?"

I sighed and slowly closed his eyes with the palms of my hands.

"But man will eventually die, is God redeemed?"

Hulin didn't answer, and quietly snuggled up to the knight, whose arm had been cut off, as if he didn't want to give me an answer.

All of the enemy's knights were killed, and Nijmegen paid five times as much as him, but for the help of the burnt beam and the dark arrows in the corner of Enides.

"Your Excellency......" The soldier who was collecting the corpse looked at me nervously and reminded me cautiously.

"Oh?"

I came back to my senses, glanced at where I was squatting, and stood up apologetically: "You go on, be quick with your hands and feet, don't delay time." ”

Walking out of the ruins of the castle, the chaos in the square is equally miserable, a few unextinguished fires continue to be arrogant and indiscriminate, the air is filled with indescribable smells, mixed with haze, dust and choking black smoke, shrouded in the dawn of the day, the crows smell the smell of corruption from afar, and the stench of the chasers comes, and at this time they are clamoring to wait for the moment of feast, and one or two orange stars are revealed in the cracks of the smoke and dust, and they are cautiously flashing with a faint light, like a few survivors of the catastrophe, A probe for fear of the outside world.

"Your Excellency." Owen called me behind my back.

"You're hurt?"

My gaze fell on the bandage around his waist, which was stained with shocking red blood:

"Does it matter?"

"It's okay, it's just tickling."

Owen thumped his chest unconvinced:

"The soldier just found something, and I think you might need to take a look."

"Let's go!"

Without hesitation, I followed him to the barn on the side of the castle, a place next to the prison where the prisoners were punished and the dungeon where the felons were held, and which was darkened all the time.

Owen stepped over to a position and stopped, sighing heavily, as if he had made up his mind.

"Adult ......"

Actually, I don't need him to say, I've already seen what some of the so-called things are.

In the open space next to the cage stood a shoddy cross, firmly held in place by two ropes, and the thick log must have been exposed to the wind and sun considerably, and it looked faintly enamel.

A man, to be exact, a dead man who had been tortured by poison was hung on a cross, his forehead, palms, and feet were nailed with thumb-thick iron chisels, and the blood from the wounds was black and pus, and he must have been dead for more than a day, but I could still clearly distinguish the face of the deceased.

"How did he die?"

I couldn't ask calmly anymore, it was strange, my heart was not shocked and there were no ripples, even if I knew this tragic death.

"We interrogated the captives, and they told them how the rabbit was put to death."

That's right, the dead man who looks like the crucifixion Christ on the cross is the young rabbit Martini who chose to stay yesterday.

"As soon as the enemy takes the castle, damn it, what's the name? Oh, yes, Sanny, Sanny's mother, the cook immediately betrayed her son-in-law to a new master, ignoring her daughter's heart-rending pleadings and cries. ”

"The enemy seized the rabbit and forced him to confess our whereabouts, but the spiney young man refused to answer, and even broke free from the rope and wounded one of the soldiers who interrogated him, and you can imagine the rest, the enemy tortured him inhumanely, but could not pry the slightest information out of his mouth, the angry bastards fucked his wife in front of the rabbit, the grief-stricken girl was humiliated and bit her tongue and killed herself, her mother was also ashamed and died, and finally the impatient enemy decided to execute him by cruel meansto warn the people who have helped us, and he is there......"

I stared intently at the rabbit's blood-soaked cheeks, as if he were standing in front of me again.

"Your Excellency, you must be an angel sent by God to save us, and good fortune will accompany you for the rest of your life......"

His words were still lingering in his ears when he parted, but now they are separated from each other forever:

"Good luck will be with me for the rest of my life, hehe, God is such a female cousin who likes to flirt with mortals."

I shook my head, shook off the tears that welled up in the corners of my eyes, and shed tears for the fate of a pariah to be seen by others.

"Tell someone to collect the burial properly, find a secluded place to bury it, in the direction of his hometown Martini, and if Sunny can find the body, the two of them will be buried together, and they will not be alone on the way to heaven."

"I understand!"

Although Owen doesn't have much contact with rabbits, he also likes the young man's vigorous and unyielding spirit, but it's a pity that no matter how strong his life is, he can't pass the destined relationship.

Several soldiers came to bring down the cross, and with great difficulty playing the crucified iron hammer, I glanced at the rabbit that finally came into the bosom of the earth, the first to eat the crab, and I could not help but have mixed feelings:

"This is the ...... of love"

I smiled wryly and took two steps away with my hands behind my back, muttering, "This is the ...... of war"

The smoke of gunpowder dissipated, the sky was almost dawning, the sun showed its warm eyebrows and eyes in the sky as if nothing happened, the drums and horns were contending, you were dead and alive, and from the perspective of heaven and earth, it was not even a few ants fighting, and the insignificance and pity of human beings could be seen from this.

"This is the ...... of love in war"

The weather is clear, the wind is smooth, and today is a rare good weather, as if even God is embarrassed to make a cloudy day to fool people.

Standing at the window on the top floor of the castle, I could see the contrasting colors of the mountains, the pure white of the snow and the deep black of the forest, all the way to the end of the view.

Occasionally, I could catch a glimpse of a few wisps of green smoke in the mountains, which were the remnants of the burning of the campfire that lured the enemy last night, as if echoing the cremation going on outside the city, the air was filled with the pungent smell of burnt flesh, I rubbed my uncomfortable stomach, all the things that should have been vomited in it were spit clean, there was nothing left left, at the moment I just kept pouring acid water up, I had seen so much in the sea of corpses and blood, but it was still difficult to adapt to the harshness of the battlefield.

There were light footsteps behind me, and I didn't look back to know that it was code name four, in fact, with her strength, she was able to make no sound at all, but in order to take care of my emotions, I always had to deliberately prompt the coming movements, and it was really difficult for her to think about it.

"Coming back?"

A faint sigh of air erupted from his mouth, and the temperature outside was probably below zero: "What about those enemies who chased you last night?" ”

"Walking around in the woods, it is estimated that even if you don't freeze to death, your legs and feet will be half crippled, and you can easily clean it up with an old lady carrying a stick."

The voice of code name four suddenly drifted to the side again: "We have arranged several intersections in a similar way, making the enemy dizzy, and thinking that we have met a mischievous mountain elf, but we ended up walking farther and farther in a daze, and now, maybe we will soon reach Urle." ”

"There was such a big fire last night, the enemy's large army should have seen it, and I told everyone to be quick with their hands and feet, pack up and set off quickly, in case they are blocked."

I turned to look at the ruins of the castle and shook my head helplessly: "Like you said, this broken wall can be torn down by an old lady." ”

Codename Four appeared in the corner of the backlight, like an evil creature parasitic on the darkness, and a tightly wrapped black robe added a bit of mystery.

"There are people watching over there, and there is no news back yet, so it may not be a big problem."

She walked to the edge of the sunlight projection and stopped, carefully retracting the toes that had crossed the line: "The enemy is leaderless, the threat is much smaller, what to do is to think about the next step." ”

"The dragons are leaderless, and no matter how chaotic they are, they are also dragons, and we can't afford to fight their ideas."

The wind had changed, blowing the smoke of burning corpses in the direction of the castle, and I hastened to avoid the window, covered my nose with my hand, and continued with a loud urn:

"To be on the safe side, it is more reliable to carry out the original plan, and our goal is still to reach the monastery at the top of the mountains of the Hasri Valley, through Uri and straight to Saint-Garre."

"Then you have to hurry up, the climate in the mountains is changing rapidly, don't look at the moment it's still sunny, maybe it will snow heavily in the afternoon."

Codename 4 slowly blended into the dark shadow in the corner, and it was perfect to find the slightest flaw:

"I'll tell the scouts to search for the enemy on Uri's side."

"Hmm!"

I grunted muffledly, turning my head to look out the window at the thickening black smoke, which was rising in a crowded manner like a giant greedy hand trying to grasp the sky.

"The weather is changing fast? How can the human heart not be like this......" The smoke slowly changed and swirled until it disappeared.

………………………………

Two days later, the Hasri Valley.

From the Château Vevey, follow the main stream of the Saline, which flows into Lake Léman, and through the rugged shepherd's path of the Vanilenoir hills, to the source of another great river, the Simo.

Steaming sulphur pools were scattered all over the place, and the smell of rotten eggs peculiar to sulphur could be smelled from far away, and Owen immediately boasted about his hearsay history of barnyard officials.

"Alexander the Great of Macedonia, who bathed in the hot springs of the Simo River, I swear!"

He craned his neck and fought with another knight who suspected him of bragging, like two bald roosters.

"Your Excellency, you have read a lot, help me prove whether Alexander the Great has been here or not!"

"Hehe, I don't know if Alexander the Great has been here or not, but there are more hot springs in Babylon and Egypt, so why should he go far away?" I sat on my horse and swayed and teased.

"It's true, what a respected Father told me!"

The opponent stared at him triumphantly after having the support of the Duke, which made Owen quite unhappy, and he struggled with his muscles, and his saliva flew all over the sky with the efficiency of a sprinkler.

"Are you questioning God's spokesman, my lord?"

"If only God knew he had such a spokesperson who was full of trains......"

The eyes of the interested audience widened, and it was obvious that their curiosity about the new word train had aroused, and I quickly changed the subject.

"Alexander the Great is a great conqueror, I can't rule out the possibility of being here, well, that's right!"

"Look! I don't lie, and I don't lie, Father! ”

Owen immediately raised his voice and righteously refuted those who dared to question him:

"The sulphur pools of the Simo River are famous not only for Alexander the Great, but also for Caesar, Augustus, Hadrian, Charlemagne...... They've all been here! ”

The knight, who bragged about not making drafts, roared even harder, eager to tell all the celebrities he knew.

"Haha, let's talk about it again!" Everyone had already seen through his tricks and coaxed the scene, which made this dull journey a lot more interesting for a while.

When the Simo River meets the wall-like Fribourg Mountains, it loses its temper and obediently turns northeast, crashing headlong into the embrace of Lake Thun, and at the same time carrying the freshness and elegance of the forests along the way, blending into a different kind of turquoise trickle for the monotonous lake.

The emerald of the Alps is the name of Lake Thun, a lake formed entirely by meltwater from the snowmelt of the high mountains, which is crystal clear and clean like the tears of an angel at the beginning of the world.

The lake's specialty is a large red-tailed carp, whose delicacy has won the favor of emperors and generals throughout the ages, and the talkative Owen almost instantly found a new topic.

"You know what? The emperor of Rome specially sent people to raise fish by the lake as a direct tribute to the royal family, and specially built a wide carriageway for this purpose. ”

He pointed to the flat and straight road, which was unmaintained beneath our feet, and his expression seemed to say:

The human and material evidence are all there, now see what you have to say!

Owen's chattering cowhide accompanied us around the wide Lake Thun and the adjacent Lake Brienz, and finally stopped under the snow-capped peaks of the Hasri Valley.

The name of the Hasri Valley is unknown, and neither of the two rivers that flow through the valley is called Hasri, and everyone urges Owen to shake off some of the secrets, but this time even the braggart knight has nothing to say.

"It's gone, it's gone."

He spread out his hands and said helplessly: "Except for God who is omniscient and omnipotent, mortal knowledge is limited......

This craggy and rocky gray valley has little vegetation and is dominated by low alpine shrubs, from some angles, it looks like the desolate and vast Hoh Xil in the documentary, from time to time a few frightened rock sheep flash in the shadows of the trees, provoking the attention of the soldiers who have been in the soup and the fruit belly for days.

(End of chapter)