Chapter 7: Storm Landfall. sequence
When the bandits left, a group of children, the oldest of whom was eighteen years old, the youngest being three years old, emerged from a hidden hole in the town. In addition to these children, there were more than a dozen adults and a noble lord, as well as several knights under his command.
"Phew, God forbid, those demons are finally gone."
The fat man who sighed while wiping his face in a cold sweat was the lord of the town, named Baron Reeves, a nobleman who belonged to the Norman dynasty of England. He had three knights, twenty peasant soldiers, and the last remnant of more than forty teenagers.
This wealthy town, with a population of more than 400, was sacked by the bandits, leaving less than a quarter of the population, and about 200 people died under the butcher's knife of the bandits.
And the reason for this disaster is that this death-fearing and greedy lord put all the funds for building and improving civil facilities into his own pocket! The city walls could not be repaired, the peasants had no weapons, and even in the early stages of resistance, this lord did not even dare to face those bandits and fled into the cave with a group of bodyguards!
And as for why are these children there? Don't think that this lord is guilty of letting them in, the only reason this greedy and cruel fat man spares these children is that someone in his realm needs to pay his taxes!
Obviously, with three-quarters of the town's population dead, there was not enough population to support his taxes, so he had to leave a part of the people behind to work for him, including all kinds of coolies such as the aftermath.
"My lord, we've brought things up." A well-armed knight walked up to Baron Reeves and took off his helmet to reveal a white, clean face. It's just that at this time, his rather handsome appearance was obviously dissatisfied, a pair of good-looking raised eyebrows were wrinkled tightly, and there was an unconcealable disgust in his eyes when he looked at Reeves.
However, Reeves apparently did not notice the displeasure of the glorious knight beside him, for his mind was completely drawn to the wooden box that had been reported by the three of them.
"Oh! Great, my baby, I'm glad you're okay! ”
Reeves moved his fat body and threw himself in front of the other three knights at once, snatching the wooden box from the three of them in an extremely domineering manner. However, because the wooden box was too heavy, Reeves could only try to gently lower it on the ground before he began to carefully examine it.
This small wooden box was filled with the gold coins he had looted over the years, and it could be said that almost all the wealth of the entire town was concentrated in this small wooden box at this time.
"My lord, what are we going to do next?"
The knight tucked his helmet under his armpit, his sleek short blond hair, straight nose, and blue pupils were looking at his master indifferently. The knight's name was Edward, a French noble knight. Judging by his very disgusted attitude towards Reeves for evading his responsibilities and sitting back and watching his people be killed, it is clear that he had a very high knightly honor and spirit.
Generally speaking, the destruction of the town represents the disappearance of the territory, and as a knight, you can choose to free yourself from the oath of the local lord at this time, and become a solo or wandering knight to regain your freedom. However, Edward was very concerned about his own reputation and honor, so that even in the present conditions his own loyalty far outweighed his own self-interest.
Reeves carefully put away the treasure chest and glared fiercely at the restless children. Then he turned his head and said with a somewhat grim face: "Go to Brandi and find Lansfei to help us!" ”
Edward nodded, he knew that Brandi was a village with a population of over 100, and it was also the second largest in the vicinity after Reeves' Territory. Brandy's lords, Baron Lansfield and Reeves, had served in the army of King William of England, and the two had an extraordinary friendship.
"Quick! Bring all your luggage and we're off right away! ”
Roves urged everyone to not want to stay in this place for even a minute.
But at this time, some children who cried and wanted to go to their parents were reluctant to follow him.
Roves glanced at the group of children, his eyes full of viciousness, and he did not have the fear of facing the bandits before. Roves directly ordered the soldiers to rush over and beat a child wearing a leader, and after being beaten half to death, he threw him directly to the side of the road and let him become food for the beast.
"See! This is what will happen to me if you want to rebel against me! Is there a second person who wants to go to the damn hell and find his parents?! ”
Immediately everyone fell silent, and the children's faces were staring at Roves with angry and uneasy expressions, but none of them dared to speak at this time.
Roves sneered, and after seeing that no one dared to continue making trouble, he waved his hand.
"Let's go!"
At the sound of the order, the procession began to march.
They walked through charred houses, through blood-red streets, and through the sights of hell on earth. The children were frightened, and the adults were pale. Everyone subconsciously quickened their pace, wanting to move away from the dead corpses as soon as possible.
They left the town, far from their hometown. Led by the irresponsible lord who walked at the front, he headed in the direction of the city of Pullen......
Thundered.
Thunder roared.
At some point, a black rain cloud gathered in the sky above the city of Puren, and the gloomy sky that seemed to collapse at any moment looked like the end of the world.
Tick tock......
There was a light rain in the sky, and then it turned into heavy rain.
The rain washed over the stone streets of Pullen, the stucco-reinforced walls, the watchtowers that lined the town, and the groups of children hiding in their warm rooms, looking at the rain outside with curious expressions on their faces.
"All of a sudden, it's raining, and the weather on this island is weird."
Saman sighed helplessly, took off his soaked clothes and dried them by the fire.
Ni looked at Saman with a depressed face, and deliberately laughed and said, "Ha! Maybe you've done something stupid to provoke God. ”
Saman immediately retorted angrily, ", I don't believe in any ghosts and gods since four months ago. Lao Tzu now only believes in the king! God I have begged him for more than two years, and it is not as easy as asking the king to come once! ”
Ni bowed his head and chuckled, in a sense, Saman's words were true.
At this time, Tianxiang, who was writing and drawing in his notebook, also raised his head, looked at Saman and said, "It's okay if you believe me, but if your IQ is so stupid that even God will be angry, then you'd better stay away from me." Because stupid people are contagious........."
After speaking, Tianxiang deliberately showed a disgusted expression and moved his body to the side.
"O king!!" Saman howled, and he almost cried out in his stomach full of grievances.
"Ahahahaha!!"
Nee burst into laughter.
Tianxiang also chuckled and shook his head silently, and continued to calm down and write and draw on the drawings.
Well, let's go in the direction of the town......
In addition, it is necessary to do our best to unify the costumes and strengthen the cohesion of the people......
In addition, the army should also maintain a uniform style to boost battlefield morale......
In addition, the construction of private houses should be expanded, and the improvement of wells and farm tools should also be ......
Bang la blah.
The rain was falling outside the window.
Every household in the city of Pulen stayed quietly in their homes, men hugging their wives and children, and the family shared this rare moment of peace.
The rain was heavy.
The fog is thick.
The figure of the entire city of Pullen gradually disappeared into the hazy mist...... A little spark, embellished with white yarn, like a dream.
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