Chapter 292: Decision
"As I said, I did what I had to do. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ info" Joseph sighed, holding his forehead in a frustrated manner.
"Look!"
Joseph pointed to the busy civilians around him, and the paladins turned their heads to look in the direction he was pointing.
Civilians in Talon, led by several veteran militiamen, are stepping up their demolition of houses. They separated the stones and timber and stacked them separately in the square.
Women and children transported the stones to the weakly defended parts of Dalon County, where stonemasons were cutting them into low walls.
"The civilians don't have the courage to fight these monsters, so that we can continue to hold on. I had to have them demolish the houses and make long-handled weapons out of wood. Joseph pointed to the edge of the square, where the town's blacksmiths were working hard to make wooden sticks into spears and other weapons, "so that the civilians would only have to stand behind the fence and stab outwards through the improvised fence of the defensive wall." β
"And the door panels, they're all good shields." Joseph sighed and said, "Now that men of courage have become militiamen, I have to have the women take up their shields and wooden forks and join the battle." β
"Hopefully we'll survive the next attack."
Joseph had a tired look on his face, the man hadn't had a good rest for a long time.
"That's all there is to it now." The older paladin said sullenly, and he looked back at the remaining dozen paladins in the square, and his face became resolute. "This attack by the Scourge Undead was thwarted by us, but the next stronger attack is brewing. As Silver Hand we are not only fighting those monsters, but we are also trying to encourage other civilians to reach their full potential. β
The older paladin looked at the civilians who were busy everywhere in the square, and he whispered, "Under this powerful pressure of life and death, even the helpless will fight to the death. And as long as we can mobilize their enthusiasm, we may not be able to hold this place. β
"So what are we going to do?" One of the paladins asked, "Shall we teach them how to fight now?" But it may be too late. β
"Not only do we need to teach them how to fight, but we also want them to survive in this harsh battlefield! Let them not lose hope of living! So our burden is a bit heavy. The older paladin looked at all the paladins who were looking at him, "Brothers, take out everything you learned in the Paladin Preparation Course!" Summoning their courage! Let them keep fighting! β
"Captain Joseph, I think we can talk." The older paladin called Joseph's name.
"I'm sorry, but if you hadn't come to save our Talon County, you wouldn't be in this predicament!" Joseph said guiltily, "Our militia in Dalong County will definitely cooperate with all paladins. β
"Your Excellency, we are just followers of Lord David, we are all warriors of the Light," the paladin corrected Joseph solemnly, and he continued. "My suggestion is to strengthen all the wooden fences in the town now. Then, scatter the men and women you can still fight in the Wood Shan Column, and our Silver Hand Paladins will also be scattered around the Wood Shan Column to guide them in battle. β
"At the same time, we will also set up a support team led by paladins and elite soldiers. This is the best way to do this right now. This will squeeze the potential of the townspeople out and allow our tired soldiers to regain their strength. β
"Thisβ" Joseph's brow furrowed, if that was the case, then the townsfolk would suffer huge casualties.
"That's the only way we're going to stick with it at the moment." The elder paladin said faintly, "If we can withstand the next wave of natural disasters and undead, our situation will be much better." Maybe another town will come to our rescue. β
Joseph frowned, and he looked gloomily at the gray sky. Apparently, the militia captain of Talonshire was not willing to let his townspeople suffer too much harm.
"We're running out of time." The older paladin picked up his hammer, and he seemed ready to leave. "When you're ready, tell us that our Silver Hand won't leave here."
"Wait! Okay, I'll arrange it. β
Joseph spoke unusually slowly, as if he had made a great decision, and bent straight down.
"Joseph! Think of other people's children! Think of your children! We do this so that they can survive! Locke couldn't help but shout, "Do you want your children to live like this monster, the walking dead?!" β
The Walking Dead lived, the words made Joseph's back tremble for a moment, and then he slowly steadied his pace towards the gallows in the square in the center of the town.
There was a hanging bell that summoned all the townspeople.
"It's not your responsibility alone! It's a matter for all Talonshire people! Locke, who was far away, shouted again.
Locke also sighed in his heart, people are selfish, who would not have selfish thoughts? When other people compare themselves to their own families, they choose their own families, right?
And Locke's last sentence is to find a step for Joseph's upcoming work. This made Joseph, who had always been upright and regarded the defense of Dalong County as his own responsibility, to feel a little better.
Joseph kept thinking about Locke's last words in his heart, and his heart gradually gathered into a voice.
Yes, it's not your responsibility alone, all Talonshire have the right to decide their own destiny!
You will not feel any guilt in this way, Joseph, think of your daughter Pamela, the poor girl who is waiting at home for your return.
Think about it! Locke looked at his distant back and muttered silently in his heart.
Things went well, and when Joseph rang the hanging bell on the gallows, the civilians who heard the bell abandoned their work and rushed over.
When Joseph made the ensuing arrangements known, the townspeople did not react in any way. Even the only nobleman in town, the mayor's baron, agreed to the request and had his followers join the support team.
The elder paladins gathered the other paladins as well, and they formed a circle at the edge of the square. Everyone is holding each other's shoulders.
"Brothers, I have been a follower of Lord Davi for longer than all of you. I hope you can understand this arrangement. The older paladin turned his head to look at the faces that were looking at him.
One by one, they looked at themselves, some smiling, some smiling, and some smiling with high morale.
For a moment he was a little speechless, he bit his lip and tightened his shoulder, "I know, if we really want to go." With the strength of our people, these spirits may not be able to stop us. But we can't! Because we are the hands of silver!! We carry their expectations! β
"The retreat of Captain Uther outside Stratholme has caused our Silver Hand to carry many things that should not be carried! Now, we can't afford to go back! β
"We are a banner of perseverance in this dark age! If we run away, our faith will collapse, and so will the faith of the civilians here! In the end, our country will be in and there is no hope!! And if we stay! Then no matter whether we live or die, the banner of our silver hand will never fall, and there will always be hope among the surviving people! One day, the kingdom will stand again on this land! β
Locke looked at the leading paladin intently, he didn't expect this paladin to take glory so seriously!
Locke listened quietly to him as he spoke, and the concept of glory had never been in Locke's mind. As a modern man, he has always believed that everyone has selfish thoughts, no matter who they are. And it is better to tie a person to such an ethereal thing as glory than to use the threat of a family.
Although Locke usually talks about glory, how many times has he really done it? Don't talk about Locke, and talk about someone else?
How many are there?
Maybe the big lord is one, but he really doesn't know about the others.
In fact, in the southern theater of the Crusaders controlled by Locke, Locke did the same. Who would try to rebel when the soldiers' relatives and families were living in their own territory? On the one hand, the soldiers enjoyed great material rewards, and on the other hand, there was a guarantee of the safety of their families.
Who would choose to betray their lord?
However, an army with a glorious spirit, its combat effectiveness is very amazing! Often, such an army can hold out to the end when fighting the enemy, no matter how many people are sacrificed.
Locke vaguely understood what the legions under his command lacked, lacking spirit and glory!
"Now is also the time for us to fulfill our promise, the Silver Hand symbolizes the spirit of sacrifice, and the first thing we understand since joining the Silver Hand is the meaning of the Silver Hand!" The older paladin looked up at the dozen or so paladins present, and he whispered, "Then, let's sacrifice here." β
The paladins were silent, and Locke stole to see the others' reactions. Some of them may have other ideas, but it's not easy to say anything at this time.
The scene was a little cold for a moment, and Locke frowned at the sight of the older paladin's brow.
Locke suddenly pulled out his right hand and placed it in the middle of the paladin's circle, palm facing down.
The older paladin looked at Locke suspiciously, who smiled at him and motioned for him to put his hand on it as well. The elder paladin's brow furrowed, and he smiled as he put his right hand down.
Then another paladin put his hand on it, three, four, five....
When all fifteen hands were stacked on top of each other, everyone could hear everyone's tight breathing. Locke lifted all the palms pressed against his own with force, and he shouted as he pulled his neck.
"Silver Hand!! Never retreat!! β
This sentence aroused the emotions of all the knights, and they shouted along with it,
"Silver Hand!! Never retreat!! β