Chapter Twenty-Three: A Scene Never Described in a Heroic Epic
With several days of forced marching on horseback, although they felt very tired physically and mentally, it was undeniable that under such a high-intensity march, Joanna and they were also very fast, and it also allowed Joanna and Raphael's riding skills to be honed a lot. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Passing through the central region of the Reiner Kingdom, Joanna and the others are getting closer to the borders of the kingdom and to the battlefield, and the closer they get to the area where the war broke out, the more they can see the impact of the war.
The city of Parnes could already see an outline on the horizon, but Joanna and the others had to slow down the horses under their crotches because of the presence of a group of refugees in front of them.
As Joanna drove past the refugees on her horse, she saw the old man with his legs and feet holding on to a cane, limping after the team around him; She saw a little guy being held by her sallow mother, and without the laughter that a child should have, in exchange for sluggishness. People who were powerless to resist under the war walked past her, and even when someone in the team fell, except for their relatives, the rest just watched numbly, because their relatives also fell behind.
"Mr. Zachary, is this the consequence of the war......" Looking at the scenes in front of her that made her sad, Joanna couldn't help but ask Zachary in her heart.
"Yes, this is war, and some people say that war is always only about the army, and I don't think that person saw this scene or was untouched by the scene in front of him."
Zachary's tone was full of sadness, but there was no fluctuation at all, because such a scene would be seen everywhere on the continent in the future, and even the refugees in front of them would be happier than in the future, because they would still have a place to escape, and in the future, the abyss would turn this continent into hell, and the living would have nowhere to go.
"Joanna, is it shocking?"
Zachary's bland words pierced Joanna's immature heart like sharp arrows, filling her heart with anger and grief after never really seeing the scenes of suffering caused by war. When she saw a young child die in her arms, her mother wailing in grief and putting her hand over her child's eyes, she finally couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes.
"Yes...... Mr. Zachary, I think I've seen a part of hell......"
"Then you have to continue to work hard to make yourself stronger, you are still too weak now, so weak that you can only watch these innocent lives die in front of you. The fate of grief should never befall these young beings, and if you dare to do so, you must fall under our sword, for this reason, Joanna work hard, don't let this happen again, living in this world is already a pain, we should not let this pain be increased by others. ”
Joanna clenched the reins of her hand hard, her eyes firmly looking at the refugees walking slowly beside her, "Mr. Zachary, I swear that the sword in my hand will be cut for the innocent and fight for the weak!" ”
"I'm sure Joanna will remember your oath and go, you're too weak to change everything in front of you, so suppress the sadness in your heart for the time being and keep up with your team in front of you."
Joanna raised her hand to wipe the tears from her face, took one last look at the refugee team behind her, gritted her teeth and shook the reins of her horse, catching up with the team in front of her.
"Joanna, you're in a bad mood." Hearing the sound of horses' hooves beside him, Raphael turned his head to see the bloodshot remaining in Joanna's eyes.
"Yes, Raphael, I never imagined that the war would have such a big impact on these people who live here, and leaving their homeland is not a last resort that no one wants to do."
"Yes, no one would do that, and all this is brought about by war." Raphael lowered his head and sighed softly, when his father told him about those heroes on the battlefield who killed the enemy to turn the tide, he would never talk about how many innocent people would suffer the pain of losing their loved ones and being far away from home when these heroes bloomed on the battlefield.
"These have never been sung in those epics......"
"Yes, boy of the Angus family, the epics will always be sung only about the great deeds of those heroes, and will not spend words to tell about the pain and suffering of the people at the bottom." When he saw the line of refugees in front of his team, Rhodes knew that Joanna and Raphael, who had been living in a remote and quiet village, would be depressed, and this was the first time they had seen such a scene.
"Joanna, Raphael, this is the front line you want to come to, and this is only the tip of hell, the battlefield will be even more miserable than what you see now, every moment and every second there will be lives disappearing on the battlefield, and the painful howls will fill your ears all the time. So, are you still looking forward to the battlefield? ”
"Father, don't we expect to come to the battlefield, and the war will not come to our heads......" Joanna looked up at her father, she turned her head to look at the refugees who had already left, "They never hoped that one day they would be near the battlefield, but when did the war not come because of their will." ”
Rhodes nodded slightly, and looked at his daughter with appreciation, "Yes, they live on the border and have always prayed in their hearts that the war will stay away from them, but the war never changes by human will, there will always be people who provoke war, and these are never the unwanted and unwanted civilians who have no voice to happen." ”
"So, Uncle Rod, it's not that Joanna and I are looking forward to coming to the battlefield, but so that one day in the future when we face the war that is going to befall our heads, we will not be without a little strength to resist, we always want the power to be in our hands, especially in the face of a war that will not take care of the innocent and the weak."
"Kids, I'm glad you understand this, and not simply yearn for heroic stories and come to the battlefield with naïve thoughts." Hearing the thoughts in the hearts of the two children, a smile appeared on Rod's face.
Letting go of the reins in his hand, Rhodes suddenly stretched out his hands and opened them to Joanna and Raphael, "Welcome to the frontline of the war, simple children, you will see hell unfold on earth." ”
"I hope you will not be saddened by the shattering of your dreams of a good hero, who will never be favored by the god of war. Get used to what you're going to see, kids. ”