Because of the urgency of the situation, the patrol corps immediately organized a team of men and horses to escort Captain Marmont and Frank **** to Bologna after returning to the station, without even having time to rest in between.

However, the two big men did not have the arrogance of ordinary nobles, they knew that they had to hurry up at this time, so they also set off immediately under the protection of the patrol corps and escort soldiers, leaving only some wounded soldiers.

Only about 200 of the 3,000 fighters survived, half of whom were wounded, and a few were carried to the fortress with only one breath left to hang, no different from dead.

It's also a big loss to them, because Dong Dong just came here not long ago, and under the 'cheating' of the power of the four souls, the little guy has the ability to drag the people who are not dead back from the ghost gate, and the rescue team also prepared enough medical supplies when they came.

Knock Knock is now operating on a half-dead man, his stomach has been torn open by the fighting power of the ghoul, and he can only make it this because he is strong enough, and Knock Knock is now using a small blade to clean the contamination of the other party's wounds one by one.

Ghouls' claws have not been poisoned, and they even carry a debilitating curse on them, enough to kill those who are not strong enough.

Dong Dong is not afraid of that curse, this kind of curse that can only bully and bully mortals has no way to hurt a half-demon, even if it is a weak half-demon who has reached the pinnacle, but if the average doctor touches the curse at will, it will not be able to get infected with it.

The wounded man's comrades waited anxiously outside the surgical tent, and although the little guy had already rescued several dying soldiers, she was still too young to worry about the outcome.

In fact, when they were in a hurry, Dong Dong had already completed the final steps of the operation, and the breath of the injured gradually became even and powerful under the gain of the life spring water and the power of the four souls, Dong Dong looked at this big man, and suddenly showed a lovely smile.

"Hey, hey, hey! Uncle, a few uncles outside are caring about you. I could feel the eagerness through the tent! They're all your true friends. So, uncle, you have to get better quickly...... Don't let your friends be in a hurry. ”

Mao Yu's intimate ...... Hmm~ Or the ability to read the air is growing up in the little guy, more and more sensitive and accurate, Dong Dong can't read people's hearts directly like some monsters, all she can capture is emotional fluctuations, joy and sorrow, kindness, malice, in the eyes of the little guy, the world will always have more color than others - the changing color of the heart.

As long as the little guy is willing, she can immediately sense Marisa's emotions a mile away, cough ...... If only she could tell from the mess of mood swings that it was Marisa's emotion, but there was one being that was an exception for Knock Knock.

"A lot of people are calling you today. Why don't you answer them? They always think of me as you. ”

The little guy was talking to someone as she packed up her surgical tools, but there was no one around her except the wounded.

"You're so weird! Are you a person who doesn't think about anything? Why can everyone see you, but not me? ”

"Ahh This is the first time we've spoken. We've never spoken before...... Well! You seem to have a lot of courage. ”

"The first time I saw blood, I was terrified, and the second time I was scared and cried. You didn't cry......"

"Actually, the first time I saw blood, I was scared and cried, right? I didn't seem to be crying anymore. ”

"Alas, alas? You seem to be more than whimpering (pirate leader teary-eyed: do you still remember this name?) I don't like to talk yet. ”

"Are you scared? That's not going to work! I used to be scared of life, I always didn't know what to do, and then Uncle Makarov saved me and said to me... How do you say that? Hmm~ Just huddled aside, nothing can be changed. ”

"I should be out now. The uncle outside is already waiting very anxiously. Anyway, that's all for now. ”

Dongdong, who had just undergone surgery, was covered in blood and looked like a butcher who had come out of the slaughterhouse.

"The surgery went very well. That uncle is no longer in trouble. All you need to do is recuperate. ”

Several soldiers breathed a sigh of relief and cheered in unison, the friendship established in the ranks was extraordinarily strong, the popularity of the big man seemed to be very good, and he had many comrades who were extremely concerned about his comfort.

The little one quietly left the tent as they cheered, the sticky and smelly feeling made her very uncomfortable.

Dong Dong came to the water tank and filled a bucket of water on top of his head, the cold water washed away some of the dirt from top to bottom, and Dong Dong, who felt still a little uncomfortable, filled another bucket of water, and then poured it on his head again.

The colonel taught Dongdong how to use the disinfection room in the institute to clean himself, and Ning Yi taught Dongdong how to use the shower head in the bathroom to clean himself, and these two instilled healthy hygiene habits in the little one.

However, Ice Hunt ...... It's the red hair who doesn't know where to run now, and what Dongdong learned from him is 'how to take a shower like a man without water supply facilities.' This is what the little guy has learned after watching too much.

When he was in Wuyu Village, the little guy often watched the red hair practice his sword, if it was a Shuangwen protagonist who was watching, then Bing Hunt must have been invited back to a barbecue and drink a pot of distilled wine, and since then there has been a big brother ......, if it is a Li Xiaoyao watcher, then he must first learn a trick and then jump, and then figure out all the routines of the extreme ghost swordsmanship by himself.

It's a pity that it was a Mao Yu who was watching from the sidelines, this stupid Mao Yu didn't produce even a milliampere of electricity to the extraordinary swordsmanship practice of the red hair, and what aroused the interest of the little guy was the practice that Bing Hunt liked to pour a few buckets of water on his head after each workout.

Dongdong carefully observed the expression of Bing Hunt before and after watering, he looked very tired before watering, but after watering, he immediately became energetic, the little guy suddenly felt that he had learned something very powerful, and she couldn't wait to go back and try it...... It does make you feel refreshed, but it's a little chilly (it was late autumn at the time).

Tondong found that two buckets of water were not refreshing, so she filled the third bucket and held it above her head, but this time the little one poured himself into a soup chicken and buckled the bucket to his head, and sat down on the floor against the wall.

After a while, even snoring began to come from the bucket, and the little fool fell asleep so defenselessly.

After coming to the fortress, Dong Dong didn't sleep well at all, and she came back very late the first night because of the treatment of refugees, but she was woken up by the horn of the patrol regiment not long after she fell asleep, and after being taken to the fortress, Dong Dong, who was a little dizzy, rested for a while, and the wounded who came back with the cavalry who went out deprived the little guy of the opportunity to rest.

Next came the rescue and surgery, which required a long period of concentration, and Dong Dong, who had completed these tasks, had planned to give himself a bucket of 'wake up' and then continue to help the injured who were not so bad, and the result was like this.

If no one else cares, then the little one who is asleep here must have slept out of his own problems, but fortunately two militiamen were about to come to fetch water, and they first noticed that a bucket was missing, and then they saw the knock behind the water tank.

"Huh? You see! There's a kid behind the tank. She looks bad, let's see if she's okay! ”

"The kid is just asleep, it's fine... Hey? Does she look familiar? I think I've seen it? ”

"I remember! Isn't she the same kid who brought Bertrand back the night before? Oh! Sure enough, it was her. ”

At that time, Dongdong left in a hurry, and they were worried about the militiaman's situation, so they had a relatively shallow impression of her.

One of the militiamen hurriedly hugged Dongdong, while the other took off his coat and wrapped her in wet, but the two of them couldn't wake up Dongdong with such a big movement, she was still asleep, and it seemed that the little guy was really tired.

"This kid ...... It's too small. She is only twelve or thirteen years old at most, but she still wears herself out like this with such hard work. ”

The little militiaman holding Dong Dong said with some emotion, he now felt as if he was holding a ball of light cotton.

"This kid is from the Dawn Myth Rescue Team, I heard that they are helping a group of newly wounded soldiers, they are such a good bunch of people, they helped us some time ago, and even one of their children is working so hard......"

"Humph! I thought it was a bit too much for those guys to let a child come to such a dangerous place and make her so tired. ”

"Don't talk about that. Let's send her back to the Dawn Myth's residence. If they can't find her, those people will definitely be in a hurry. ”

The people of the Dawn Myth were indeed in a hurry, and the two guards who followed Dong Dong were already eager to atone for their sins by drawing their swords and killing themselves.

Knock left silently under the cheers of the soldiers, only to find that she was gone when the guards tried to look for her.

When the two militia members from the refugee settlement sent Dongdong back, everyone present, whether they knew Dongdong's identity or didn't, were all relieved, as long as she didn't have an accident, everything was fine.

Now that the little one had been dried and dressed in clean pajamas, she was asleep on a warm leather bed, the leader and one of the Lord's House guards smiling wryly as they watched their not-so-reassuring deity.

"Who says gods have to be powerful? Who says gods have to be omniscient and omnipotent? Our gods are different......"

After a while, the guard said with emotion that he had experienced the stories that had been passed down by the believers, and even knew about this future 'great light' when Dong Dong was an ordinary little girl who smashed the table that made the lord very popular.

Although the girl has demonstrated very miraculous abilities, and there are often situations around her that can only be explained by 'miracles', many people know that this child is actually stupid and stupid, but this does not affect their faith.

The reason why God is believed and worshipped is not because of how powerful God is, but because God has shown believers something worthy of their faith, or good character, or unquenchable fighting spirit, or warm salvation, or bright hope.

That's why believers are fanatical about God, dedicated to God, and defend God's dignity with their lives.

"You're not wrong at all...... Look! She is our light. ”

The priest said with a smile and pointed to the sleeping Dongdong.

"I'm ready to sacrifice everything for her...... Even if it's life. ”

The area around the Patrol Corps fortress is a bit crowded because there are many more functional buildings, but many of the functional buildings were built temporarily to house the refugees, and when the refugees left, the buildings were naturally idle.

These unused functional buildings have become a great place for some people to meet in private.

"You say the secret of the Dawn myth against the scourge of the undead may lie in those two little children?"

The man with one arm hanging from his neck asked in some surprise, his figure was the armor of a knight of the Frankish Kingdom, it seemed that he was a wounded soldier who had been left in the fortress to recuperate, and the person standing in front of him was the ambitious viscount.

"That's right! I've secretly observed one of the imps who can revive people who are dying, and I think that's very suspicious. ”

The man in front of him was a high-ranking knight of the Frankish kingdom, and if he could pass on the information to the king through him, he would definitely be rewarded handsomely, and their king had always been known for his generous rewards.

"Hmmm! Your intelligence is very timely, and it would be a real help to us if we could get that kind of power. ”

The senior knight pondered for a moment before speaking to him.

"Thank you for your information, Viscount of the Frankish Kingdom......"

Then, the knight drew his sword and stabbed him in the heart before he could react.

"You...... How...... Why ......"

The careerist looked at the blade piercing his chest with horror and horror, and he didn't understand why he had been killed.

The assailant casually shook off the blood from his sword, left the still convulsive corpse and left the house.

"On behalf of the Cult of the Damned, I thank you once again for taking the initiative to provide us with such valuable information...... It seems that the corps commander and the **** can be left alone. ”

Shortly after he left, two ghouls emerged from the ground, coming to clean up the scene and enjoy a delicious meal.

Without anyone noticing, the army of the undead modalities modified the arrangement.

The spearhead of the army was aimed at the small border fortress.