Text Chapter 43 Feizhuang only has a cool breeze, and the lanes of the past are nowhere to be found
Edward paused and continued, "A little over a month ago, a gang of unknown snow bandits attacked Fesdena. They burned down the fields of the villages, raped them. Raiding and plundering, because of their large numbers, the new lord of Fesdena, Okesha, did not send troops to the rescue, but held the fortress and left the people in dire straits......"
"Oksha? New lords? What about the captain of the garrison of Maligapoye? Witt interrupted Edward's speech in exclamation without waiting for Edward to finish. Okasha became the new lord of Fesde, which really surprised Witt. Witt originally thought that after Valishenpoye was killed by Marigapoye and Okasha, he would be succeeded by Maligapoye, but he didn't expect that it would be a female generation to inherit the title, which is really inconsistent with the wind of the Calradia continent.
"The owner of the village may not have known that Warishyenpoye died in battle, and since he had no children, it was supposed that his uncle Maligapoye should inherit the title. But for some reason, Okasha suddenly announced that Marigapoye had fornicated with the Nord Kingdom and was guilty of treason, and also claimed that he had a secret letter from Marigapoye to the Nord general, and the evidence was conclusive, but no one had ever seen the letter. On the day that Maligapoye was declared guilty of treason, his body was hung over the fort, where it was still when we fled from Fested. Edward saw Witt's look of surprise, and realized that Witt did not know about it, so he told Witt what Fester had heard.
"Sir goes on, what happened to the robbers after they attacked Fested?" Witt seemed a little anxious, because Witt's parents and Emia were still in Fesdena, and he hadn't seen them in months, and the bandits' attack on Fesdena made Witt very anxious at the moment.
"The robbers burned down the houses, robbed the tenant farmers of what little money and food they had left, and killed many villagers. After the robbers left, the villagers starved, many of them starved to death on the streets, and those who survived were not happy. To the anger of the villagers, Oksha did not hinder the robbers from entering the village, and after the robbers left, they increased the taxes on the tenant farmers on the grounds of collecting the robbers. The villagers couldn't bear it anymore and rebelled in a group, but they were mercilessly killed by Oksha's soldiers, and in desperation, the villagers hurried away from Fesdena overnight, and I fled from Fesdena at that time. As for the future, I don't know. Edward told Witt everything he knew, and he couldn't understand why Witt was in a trance and had such a strange expression.
Seeing that Witt was speechless, Edward just was quietly in a daze, and asked tentatively: "What is the owner of the village entangled in?" Is there something wrong with your body? ”
Witt immediately shook his senses and forced a smile: "Mr. is worried, you should be busy first!" I still have some things to attend to, so let's go first. With that, Witt turned and walked out the door. Edward watched the strange Witt slowly leave, and although he had many questions in his heart, he couldn't say more.
Fesd's current dire situation worries Witt. The current situation in Shuangfeng Village is considered stable for the time being, and even if there is an emergency, a dozen or so guards in the cottage can cope with it, so Witt decided to go to Fesd to find out in person.
Witt left the affairs of the cottage to Banderney. Banderey was a veteran, mellow in his dealings, and he valued him very much, so he was relieved to leave the cottage to him to take care of. Then Witt, accompanied by the three rum brothers, took two hundred dinars with him, and left the Twin Peaks, all the way in the direction of Fesdena in the west.
Along the way, Witt and his party encountered many corpses, either starved to death in the wild road, or were attacked by fierce beasts, or attacked by bandits, and their whole bodies were scraped and naked, and their naked corpses were exposed to the sun. Ever since he was sensible, he had never seen the villagers of Fesdena in such a miserable situation. It may also be that Witt has never been outside the village and has not seen the market outside the village, but in Witt's impression, all this is caused by the woman inside the fortress. It is not unreasonable to cause trouble.
Late that night, a group of four people entered the jurisdiction of Fesdena, looking at the familiar paths, familiar villages, and familiar hills, Witt couldn't help but feel a little touched. Witt stood still, quietly listening to the sound of the thin stream of the river that flowed in Justna, the sound of the water mixed with the intermittent sound of insects, and the sound of the wind passed quietly in his ears, recalling the memories of Witt's childhood when he and Joey ran in the wilderness. But there was no going back, time did not stop, and Witt became a deserter from Fesdena, and was caught by the authorities and would surely die, and he had no choice but to become a bandit. Witt was worried about Joey's situation, and Maligaboye was executed on charges of treason, and Joey, as a personal guard, did not know what his situation was.
Witt didn't think much about it, and took advantage of the dim moonlight to run towards Joey's house, which was closest to him. The gate of the fence was wide open, and the rudimentary padlock of the door had been pried open, presumably by thieves and robbers. Witt was in the courtyard, but there was no sign of Emia in the house, and he did not dare to shout in the middle of the night to expose his traces.
The search was fruitless, and Witt came inside, and there was nothing left of anything of little value, except for the door of the arsenal where old Joey had died, which was tightly locked with a large lock. Only Witt knew that there were a large number of bows and arrows inside, all of which were the best works of old Joey during his lifetime. Thinking of this, Witt immediately picked up the dazzling black axe, and through the faint moonlight shining in from outside the house, aimed at the big lock and slammed it into an axe. The big lock was shaken by the black axe, but it was not broken, and it still hung stubbornly on the door. The arsenal was surrounded by extremely hard wooden stakes, and if you wanted to split it with a dazzling black axe, you could probably split it until dawn, so you had to give up the idea of attacking the wooden stakes.
Witt grabbed the big lock and looked at it, although the big lock was not split, but the axe just now left a crack on the lock that was not deep or shallow, presumably the black axe can still play a certain role. So Witt picked up his axe and slashed at the lock again and again. A moment later, the lock snapped to the ground with a "click", and a small gap slipped through the door.
Witt was overjoyed and slammed the door open, and the dust in the arsenal was instantly rolled up and rushed towards everyone, choking Witt and the others to cough.
When the dust settled in the house, more than a dozen bows of various kinds were hanging on the wall, and two barrels full of sharp arrows were placed in the corners of the room. The noble war bow and the silver armor were missing from the house, and it was estimated that they had disappeared into the battlefield with old Joey.
Rather than handing over these good weapons to the bandits, take them with you. Witt asked Rum and the others to put the bows and arrows in the house into a sack, and found a small wooden cart in the courtyard to transport animal skins, loaded them with sacks, and asked Safinstar and the others to guard the cart for the time being, while he and Rum hurried to the house before dawn.
When the two of them arrived near their home, Witt couldn't find the dilapidated hut, and all he could see was a black, icy ruin. Witt couldn't believe his eyes, and stood there dumbfounded, letting the cold wind blow his dry cheeks, but touching Witt's cold heart in the slightest. How much I used to hate this dirty and leaky hut, but now I feel that it is a kind of memory that can no longer be obtained, and can only be found in memory.
After a long time, Witt's eyes flashed, and he quickly ran towards the village. Rum was afraid that Witt would make a mistake, so he hurried to follow.
The two of them weaved through the empty lanes of the village, and soon stopped in front of the familiar fence gate. It's almost dawn, and Witt has to hurry. Probably only Danny Sr. knows the whereabouts of Witt's parents. Witt expertly climbed over the fence, then knocked the door, and controlled the stereo and shouted, "Uncle Joey! Uncle Joey! Wake up! Wake up! ”
After a few knocks, old Danny heard Witt's familiar voice, and hurriedly opened the door, still holding the logging axe in his hand. Old Danny was very happy to see that it was Witt, but he looked very angry, and scolded: "Stinky boy, I haven't heard from me for a few months, I'm a dying person, and I don't necessarily want you to come to visit!" ”
"Uncle Danny, don't blame, Witt and I have suffering!" Witt hurriedly explained.
Old Danny glanced at Rum behind Witt, then his face changed, and he said coldly: "Into the pit? ”
Witt bowed his head and said nothing, just nodded. Old Danny just sighed in desperation, and then said, "You don't have to explain, I can understand, eh! This is the way of the world, and sometimes the path you take is not something you can choose. ”
There was silence in the room for a long time, and then Witt asked, "Uncle Danny, are my parents still alive?" ”
Old Danny let out a long sigh and shook his head. Witt immediately understood what old Danny meant, so he didn't continue to ask, but the glimmer of hope he originally had was also disappointed with old Danny.
"Child, don't blame yourself, you still have a long way to go, live well!" Old Danny saw Witt so depressed, and his heart was also very depressed, for fear that Witt's life would be depressed from now on. Who knew that Witt was unusual, as if nothing had just happened.
I heard Witt ask softly, "Uncle Danny, follow me to Shuangfeng Village!" It's not safe here, and if you go to the stockade, I promise no one will be able to touch you. ”
Old Danny was also stunned, what he hated most in his life were those bandits who were inferior to beasts, and now Witt let himself go to Shuangfeng Village, wouldn't it be a mess? Old Danny came to his senses and replied, "Boy, you know......"
"I don't want to lose anyone anymore!" Witt spoke first, his voice very low, but more like he couldn't be retorted. In just one sentence, he heard the endless sadness in Witt's heart, so that old Danny suddenly didn't know how to refute, so he had to nod helplessly.
Old Danny packed his luggage, and Witrum used the dinar he brought to buy a few bags of wheat from the early villagers at a high price, and then the three of them took advantage of the fact that the sky was not yet fully light, and quietly came to Joey's house to meet Safinstar.
The road ahead is flat and worried, and there are thousands of corpses on the road. Feizhuang only has a cool breeze, and the lanes of the past are nowhere to be found. The continuous ruins reflect the past scene, and there is no trace on the face. The old man's words were stuffed in his throat, and it was difficult for his hands and feet to wave eastward.
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