On the second day, as soon as it was dawn, Qi Wuce rode his horse and probed around Hoyk.

As expected, the Saxon flag was not planted on the city, and the Saxons had already withdrawn last night.

Looking at the walls that had been destroyed by the heavy blows of some kind of artifact, and the moat that had erected many passages, Qi Wuru walked through the broken gate into Hoyk.

The air was filled with the smell of burning houses, and now only the embarrassing coke was left of the houses.

The residents of Hoyk, who had escaped the war, sat on the ground with their eyes blank, and occasionally a few people looked numbly at Qi Wuce, who was on his horse, and then fell silent as if he were dead.

The faint sound of crying was pouring out the pain of the war to Qi Wuce, and the scenes of grief made Qi Wuce feel depressed.

The deceased is gone, and the living can only live with that unforgettable sorrow.

Winter in Britain is hard, and although it is not too cold, the rain all day is almost insane, and with the lack of food, it is difficult for this group of survivors to survive.

Qi Wuce could only choose to ignore this, maybe he would not change his mind until he met Hoyck's words.

Soon Qi Wuce came to the place where the lord of the city lived, he still didn't know much about the situation in this land, and he had to gather more useful information if he wanted to make the next decision.

Groups of disabled soldiers sat in small groups of people under the ruins and broken walls in small and small places that could be sheltered from the wind, and they saw the makeshift tents not far away.

"The camp ahead of Master Eveli is resting, stop here, and report your name."

Two spears stopped in front of Qi Wuce.

"My name is Sotfis and I'm from a small village near Hoyk."

Pushing away the spear with his hand, Qi Wuce turned over and dismounted to look at the soldier who stopped him.

"Sotfirth? You're the hunter who saved a village? ”

The soldiers were a little suspicious, they couldn't just believe what others said.

"Wait a minute."

Qi Wuce turned around and groped in the pocket of the war horse.

"yes, that's it."

Taking out the commander's helmet, after submitting the mission props, Qi Wuce could clearly feel that the soldiers looked at him with a lot of friendliness.

"I have something I want to ask your Lord Eveli, please let me in."

The soldier withdrew his spear, and it was clear that Qi Wuru's previous act of saving the villagers had brought him considerable prestige in Hoyk.

Pulling open the tent and walking inside, Qi Wuce saw a stout middle-aged man sitting on a stool with his eyes closed.

It was a resolute-looking man with thick brown curls. His upper body was wrapped in a bandage, and his entire right arm appeared to have been severed from the previous fight.

Hearing the sound of Qi Wuce entering the account, Evely opened his cloudy eyes.

"You're Sotfest?"

Apparently, Evely, who had closed his eyes and recuperated, had just heard the question and answer outside the tent.

"That's right, sir."

Based on etiquette, Qi Wuce bowed to Yveli.

"You're doing a great job, but it's a pity that we're too incompetent."

It seems that the pain caused by the Saxons' burning and looting made Yveli a little pessimistic.

Looking at Evely, who blamed himself, Qi Wuce didn't know how to comfort the other party for a while, so he could only pull the topic to other aspects.

"Lord Eveli, I'm afraid Hoyck's situation is not very good right now, maybe there is something I can help with."

"Help?"

Yveli pondered.

"It's true that Hoyck needs help with a lot of things these days, but what do you really want? A kind person like you, I can't treat you badly, it's just ......"

Evely hesitated, his cloudy eyes looking at Qi Wu's reaction.

"As you can see, I'm afraid there's nothing left for Hoyck these days."

Qi Wuce smiled lightly, where did he not know what Evely was thinking, it was nothing more than a troublesome thing waiting for him to do.

"Lord Eveli, why don't you tell me what problems I need to deal with first, the reward I need is actually very simple."

Looking at Qi Wuting with deep meaning, Eveli couldn't think of him as a twelve-year-old child in his heart.

"Well, it's not a big deal, I have a letter here, and you can deliver it to King Ullens of Gore for me, and whatever reward you want, King Ullens will promise you after reading the letter."

After listening to Evely's request, Qi Wuce thought silently.

After a while, Qi Wuce spit out a sentence:

"Where's Gore?"

So Eveli spent a lot of effort explaining the current situation and distribution of power in the whole of Britain for Qi Wuce.

"So, it's not just the north that suffers from the Saxons, but the south also has a large group of Saxons, right?"

Faced with Qi Wuxue's doubts, Eveli just nodded and replied in the affirmative.

"It's not a peaceful world."

Qi Wuce sighed.

"Ever since King Uther was defeated by Voltigen, no kingdom in Britain has been able to deal with the power of the Saxons."

Kingdom? Just those guys. Listening to Yveli's words, Qi Wuce disdained it, but he just occupied a piece of land and built a few castles, is such a force worthy of being called a kingdom?

The last second was still disdainful, but the next second Qi Wuxue suddenly thought of an arrow flying from a few kilometers away yesterday, if there is that level of force in this world, then it is not a joke to just rely on one person to become a country in his own right.

After realizing his weakness again, Qi Wuce restrained all his arrogant mentality, and at the same time warned himself in his heart that he must not be arrogant.

"Anyway, just send the letter to King Ullens of Gore, right?"

"Yes, if you still need any supplies, go to the quartermaster and ask for it, although the food is all looted, but if it is only equipment such as arrows and armor, there is still a lot of equipment, and the Saxons will not take everything with them."

After explaining the matter, Eveli sent Qi Wuce out, the wounds he had suffered in the battle yesterday were too bad, and he had to recuperate for a while.

Walking out of the camp, Qi Wuce was guided by the quartermaster to the charred armory.

"Well, it's just this pile of things on the ground, which obviously took a lot of lives to rescue, but it turned out to be all spread here like garbage. Be careful, the house here burned down yesterday and it's not safe. ”

After leaving such an irresponsible sentence, the quartermaster left.

Qi Wuce watched the quartermaster leave, although the other party's attitude seemed to be perfunctory, he still heard the sadness that could not be concealed from his words.

More than two hundred iron arrows were found in front of the charred armory and hung on his horse, and Qi Wuce found two sets of leather armor from them, one to change into, and one to keep as a backup.

After taking two spears and two swords, Qi Wuce went back to the forest to get his horses before setting off towards Gore.