Several large logs blocking the road were hung with ropes, and several war horses dragged together, and soon a gap several meters wide was created for the passage of war carriages and carriages.

"Dewar, Brut, you take Foreman and them back to the carriage first, camp and rest for the time being, wait for us to come back, Bourne and Lund, you two follow me to the front to have a look. ”

Charles sent a few ordinary warriors and Dewar and Brut, who had little combat experience, back, and ran ahead with Byrne and Lund himself.

The snow on the road showed signs of being trodden, and the messy horseshoe prints showed that the road had been walked on recently, and ordinary people rarely went out in this kind of snowy weather, Charles wondered if it was the footprints of those family knights he sent out a few days ago.

The three of them followed the traces all the way into the mountain, the woods on both sides were foggy, exuding an eerie atmosphere, and walking this kind of wild mountain road in the silent night, the spirit of ordinary people would be suppressed very uncomfortable.

However, the three of them were all transcendent, and they were veterans who had fought on the battlefield, so they naturally would not be affected by this environment, they did not even hit the torches, and they rode all the way through the moonlight, and soon arrived at a three-way junction.

The fork in the road on the left is also blocked with trees, and the ground is also marked with a rudimentary doji.

"Lund, can you see anything?"

The new hunter, Lund Emile, jumped off his horse and searched the fork in the road carefully, and then came back and said to Charles: "Sir, the group of people who came from us entered the fork in the road, and then went out again in the direction of Nancy, but there were fewer people who came out than went in. ”

Charles nodded, and looked into the distance on the left side of the fork, the high peaks obscuring the moonlight a little dark, but with his vision he could still see a village a few miles away.

"Let's take a look!"

Charles was about to cross the logs that stood in the way and go to the village.

"Master, please wait a minute!"

Lund hurriedly ran over and grabbed the reins of the big black horse, and persuaded him anxiously: "Master, I looked at the horse's hoof traces passing through here, the horse's hoof prints were very narrow when they entered, and they should have entered in an orderly manner, but when they came out to Nancy, the horseshoe prints scattered and occupied the entire road, obviously panicked out of formation, and it is likely that there is ....... There is a problem. ”

"I know there are dangers, but this is already Lorraine, it's my territory, and as a lord I have to deal with these dangers, and I saw a big village in front of me, and we went over and asked what was going on. ”

"Is there a village ahead?"

Lund looked blankly at the dark mountain, but he was only a beginner Wind Hunter now, and naturally he didn't have the sight of a wilderness hunter like Charr.

Farman, the big dark horse of the Charr manipulator, deftly jumped over the barricade, Byrne led the horse and followed closely, and Lund had to lead the horse to follow.

The distance between the three-way road and the village was only two or three miles, and the three of them soon approached the edge of the village, and at this time Lund and Bourne also saw the situation in front of them.

The main village is built in a small col, and the wrong houses occupy two hillsides, and it looks like there are at least hundreds of households, and the large pile of logs piled up outside the houses should be a large settlement that lives on logging.

"My lord, there is a real problem, such a village has a night watchman at night, and the mountain people keep hounds, but I don't hear any sound. ”

This time, even Byrne was nervous, and the three of them had arrived at the entrance of the village, and found that there was an eerie silence in the village.

"There's a problem, I smell disgusting!"

Charles stared at the largest building on the hillside, his face murderous.

He wasn't sure what he was smelling, but the condensed black in his spiritual vision couldn't escape his perception.

Seeing that there were indeed traces of the Night Church in his territory, Charles was in a very bad mood, and immediately jumped off his horse and walked towards the mountain.

Byrne and Lund didn't have any other thoughts at this time, and directly drew their swords in their hands and followed closely.

Charles maximized his senses, sensing the situation in the surrounding houses as he walked, and his mood grew worse and worse, because there was no breath of life here, only a deathly silence.

The largest building on the hillside was a large stone house, and its pointed roof was supposed to be a church, but the three of them did not see the sign of a doji when they got closer.

"My lord, this is supposed to be a temporary church, and every once in a while the people of the village will invite the priests of the church to give a sermon, and there is no priest stationed at ordinary times. ”

Charles looked at the closed door, nodded and said, "Light the fire, throw it in, be careful!"

Late at night, a short oil-soaked torch was a must-have for a servant, and Bourne and Lund lit the torches at the same time and smashed them through the ventilation window above the gate.

"Bang!"

Without waiting for Charles' command, Byrne stepped forward and kicked open the door, raised his shield in front of him, and rushed in with his sword.

He was an experienced warrior and a loyal knight, and he knew that Charr would rush in personally, so he took the risk for his lord first.

Lund's movements were half a beat slower, and he hesitated and rushed in, then immediately let out a panicked exclamation.

Two torches fell to the ground, and the dancing flames emitted a dim glow, illuminating the scene inside the big house like a terrifying hell.

It was indeed a makeshift church, and the floor of the preaching hall was full of stiff corpses, and the dark slime on the ground should have been blood stains that had not dried up, and it was disgusting to step on the feet.

All the corpses were killed by slitting their throats, and looking at their clothes, they were obviously ordinary mountain people, and some of them were dying in resistance, but most of them knelt peacefully in place, honestly accepting death.

In front of the altar where the priest preached, four figures were hung in the air, swaying like hanged ghosts, which was very scary.

On the wall of the altar, a black cross is hung.

"My lord, look at their clothes, they seem to be our people!" Byrne leaned over vigilantly, and after a moment of recognition, he said in a heavy tone.

"It's our people!

Charles naturally knew that it was his own people, and he also recognized one of them as his own family knight, and the other three should be knights.

Four strands of condensed black spread out from the bodies of the four people, all the way to the black cross on the wall, and there was no wind in the preaching hall, but the four corpses were dangling and swinging.

"Sir, they ...... Dead?"

Lund's psychological quality was obviously inferior to Bourne's, and seeing this terrifying and disgusting scene, the hand holding the sword trembled a little.

"Byrne, do you know what this is going on?"

Charles didn't answer Lund, but became interested in Bourne's composure.

"My lord, I have been to the Great Wall in the north, and I have heard about some things about the Night Church, these people were sacrificed by the blood of the Night Cultists, as for these four brothers...... It may be that he was chosen to transform into a slave soldier in the Night. ”

Byrne gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "If you die in battle, you will die in battle, but you still have to enslave people's souls, this method can only be done by the most evil sect in the Night Church." ”

"They're dead now, but maybe they'll come back to life in a moment and become monsters who only know how to kill. ”

"Gotta gotta got"

There was a sound of teeth clashing, and Lund's mouth trembled involuntarily, and he stretched out his finger in horror to point at the dangling figure.

The figure dangling in the air was just dangling, but now there was movement, and the lowered head began to slowly rise, as if it had come to life.