After passing through the outer station, the cavalry continued to move forward, and after half a day passed, a majestic city standing on the plain appeared in the distant field of vision, with flags fluttering in the wind and rigorously distributed arrow towers, even if you look at it from a distance, you can feel the solemnity of this city.

"Is this TM kidding me?" Although he was already mentally prepared, Wu Hao couldn't help but complain.

In the game, Brill is a level 10 novice village of the undead, located in the northwest of the Undercity, in the 60s, there were only a few houses in size, and the rework after the cataclysm only expanded the scope of the cemetery, adding a few low walls, and it was impossible to connect it with the big city in front of him with a city wall that was more than ten meters high.

"Whew," Ethan Lien exhaled, cheering up, "I'm home." ”

Most of the cavalry looked relaxed.

Although the journey had been smooth for more than ten days, not to mention the remnants of the orcs wandering in the Tirisfal woodland, not even a few beasts had been encountered, but the riders had always been on guard, and now that they saw the destination in front of them, every soldier's mind was to finally be able to take a hot bath and sleep comfortably.

As the saying goes, looking at the mountain runs a dead horse.

The relaxed procession slowed down, and by the time they had actually reached the closed gates under the towering walls of Brill, another two full hours had passed, and the night had already hung in the sky, and the cold winter wind had blown up dust, and all that was left was the neighing of the horses' violent breathing, except for the sound of the shaking of the flags on the walls.

There was a faint commotion coming from the other side of the city wall.

The soldiers in charge of guarding the city gates had received the news, and when the cavalry approached, they lowered three hanging baskets from the city walls, and six thieves in leather armor met them to confirm their identities, and soon the gates were opened with a creaking and screeching, and when the cavalry entered one by one in an orderly manner, they closed tightly.

"It's finally here." Panting weakly, Wu Hao had long since lost his previous excitement.

From time to time, infantry patrols ranging from 10 to 50 people pass by, scattering people who are not paying attention to the city gate, and from a distance you can see the main road two hundred meters away from the lights brightly, and a large number of ragged civilians gather together, and they look towards this side after hearing the sound of the city gate closing.

After entering the city, everyone dismounted, and two patrols at the city gate took the horses away.

Esenlien led the team and walked flanks along the walls.

"Those are refugees." Seeing Wu Hao frequently looking back, Ethan Lien took the initiative to explain.

"Refugees?" Wu Hao was surprised: "Didn't anyone help them?" ”

"Salvage? It's already in the rescue. Ethan Lien gestured, and as the team walked forward, as they passed through the forks in the road, people left from time to time, but after walking less than two kilometers, there were only about thirty of the more than 100 riders left: "The war destroyed most of the manor farms, and the guarantee of one meal a day without starvation made it impossible for the already strained military to make ends meet. ”

Wu Hao noticed that after some riders walked out of the restricted area, refugees immediately surrounded them.

"You go to the barracks to report, five days off, the boys have a good time to relax." Reaching a certain corner, Esenlien stopped and commanded the remaining riders who had not left the group, and then an adjutant took the order and led the men on their way along the city wall, and in two minutes disappeared into the shadows in the distance.

I stood motionless and waited for ten minutes.

While waiting, Ethan Lien said that the riders who left the team before were all residents who had settled in Brill, and the remaining riders either had no family or lived in other cities, so they could only go to the military camp in the city a few kilometers away to live temporarily.

When Ethan Lien said these words, Wu Hao was silent and did not speak.

"Almost, let's go." Ethan Lien listened for a moment, and took Wu Hao into the alley on the other side of the corner, compared to the bright lights on the main road, the dark alley was cold and dark, and the smell of non-existent came with the cold wind running through the alley, making Wu Hao feel very disgusted.

The two walked slowly for a few minutes before they came to a flank of the main road.

The main road of Brill City is not just one, but more than twenty crossings, Wu Hao and Ethan Lien walked out of the alley, about twenty meters in front of the main road on the other side, is a neatly distributed two-story wooden building complex, the building complex faces the main road side of the three-meter-high barbed fence, and there are more than a dozen soldiers with short swords at their waists patrolling the inside.

About 30 meters away, diagonally to the right, is an iron gate that only allows two people to pass side by side.

And this main road, like the rest of the road, was also a large number of refugees, lying or sitting, ranging in age from a few years to seventy or eighty, each of them with yellow muscles, unkempt faces, dirty all over the body, with dull eyes curled up next to each other, trying to get as much heat as possible in the cold wind.

As soon as the two of them walked out of the alley, hundreds of pairs of eyes immediately looked at them.

Seeing Ethan Lien and Wu Hao appear, the expressions on the faces of the nearby refugees suddenly changed, as if they had been pricked by needles, they jumped up from the ground, rushed to surround them, stretched out a pair of palms full of mud, and begged in a voice that was almost like a ghost:

"Please!"

"Okay, okay?"

"Give me something to eat!"

"I haven't eaten in over ten days."

"O merciful lord! Have mercy on us! ”

“.....”

It's just that after being stunned for less than a second, Wu Hao's surroundings were surrounded by begging refugees, most of the refugees were a little afraid to really touch the clothes of the two, but there were still many people who grabbed the clothes of the two and didn't let go because of pushing or other reasons, and all kinds of smells were mixed together, making Wu Hao feel almost suffocated.

Faced with this scene, Wu Hao was completely dumbfounded.

Instead, Ethan Lien pulled out a few loaves of bread and distributed them to the surrounding refugees.

The refugees who got the bread immediately broke away from the crowd and gulped down the food while running desperately, while the other refugees rushed up one by one to try to snatch it, and some of the refugees who were slow to get the food were immediately crushed to the ground and torn by more than a dozen companions.

For a moment, begging, shouting, and crying were intertwined.

The soldiers guarding not far away also noticed the situation here, and immediately four people rushed over with swords, and each of the refugees in front of them quickly avoided it, and was kicked away by a kick if they reacted a little slower, and dared to take the initiative to block the way without hesitation, but most of the refugees were dispersed in a few seconds.

"Your Excellency! Please..."A middle-aged woman with a broken arm was holding Ethan Lien with one hand.

"No... It's gone. Ethan Lien, who was entangled by the crying woman in front of him, had lost the impression of majesty and kindness that he had always given Wu Hao, his face was full of embarrassed expressions, and he opened his hands very weakly to indicate that he had finished distributing all the food, but he couldn't get rid of the pull and move forward.

The toddler, who looked to be no more than five years old, was hanging from Ethan Lien's feet.

Compared with Ethan Lion's embarrassment, Wu Hao is not much better, his clothes are torn out of several big holes, there are obvious palm prints on his face and body, many refugees who are younger than him come up and touch everywhere, making Wu Hao really regret not wearing Ethan Lion's heavy priest's robe, and he was sweating profusely and miserable.

Scold!

The cold light flashed, and the middle-aged woman who was grabbing Ethan Lien broke off her arm at elbow, and a sword tip appeared on her chest, which was so thin that there was only a layer of skin, and the sound of crying was choked at once, and the whole person shook and then fell softly, and then kicked the young child in the middle, kicking the little refugee who didn't know whether it was a man or a woman several meters away and fell to the ground without a sound.

Four soldiers rushed to Ethan Lien and Wu Hao's side, standing around them and staring at the refugees around them.

"Get out of here!" The soldier who took the lead said coldly.

"My lord—" Most of the refugees flinched back in fear, only a small man shouted and pounced.

The guard soldier did not hesitate at all, the soldier standing beside Wu Hao took a step forward, and the short sword pierced into the man's mouth, directly interrupting the prayer that had not yet completely blurted out, and then the soldier drew his sword and kicked it out, and the body of the refugee flew backwards, smashing several companions who had no time to retreat to the ground.

The brutal killing shocked everyone.

"Your Excellency, go this way." The soldier who took the lead glanced at Wu Hao, as if to confirm whether he was a refugee or not, and then took the two of them through the street and entered the guarded building complex before putting away the short sword, and continued to return to their posts with their companions expressionless, staring coldly at the refugees who were looking at this side with fear and hatred.

Whew...

Bending over on his knees and gasping for breath, Wu Hao felt that he might faint at any time.

Thirty years of life experience in the previous life, there was no such a terrifying scene, witnessing the killing process of the soldier without hesitation, Wu Hao's whole person fell into great terror, especially when the soldier put away the sword, the blood of the refugees happened to splash on his face, making Wu Hao feel unbearable nausea and nausea.

Vomit...

After holding on for a few seconds, Wu Hao still opened his mouth and spit out.

may have seen this scene countless times, although Ethan Lien was also embarrassed, but there was not much unusual, as a priest, he did not have an indignant expression at the soldier's cold-blooded killing of refugees, and after watching Wu Hao vomit wildly for a while, he said softly with a bitter face: "Sage, this... It's war. ”

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