The transmission of information is not easy.

When a fire broke out in the fortress of the Long Wind, the two dukes who were far away in the royal capital were still focused on maintaining order in the royal capital, and when the armies of the Duke of the East and Prince Edmund gathered to attack the land on the border of the Holy Spirit Plain, the principals of the city of St. Sunil did not get the slightest news, until the griffin messenger who broke through from the border of the plains flew into the royal capital, and this great change related to the future of the kingdom was really presented to the principals in the Silver Castle - but until this time, they did not know that a great change was also taking place in the southern border, This upheaval has an even greater impact on the future of the kingdom.

But the far south is not without the slightest connection to the royal capital - outside the Silver Castle, inside the city of St. Sunil, lies the eyeliner of Cecil.

At No. 4 Crown Street, in the official residence of the Cecil family, which has become the gathering place of the Royal Capital Mage Circle and the Scholars' Circle, a scholar wearing a wool soft hat stood up politely, saluted the mage apprentice in front of him, and then left the room under the guidance of the attendant.

Sitting in such a spacious and bright room, wearing a well-cut expensive dress, and meeting with the scholars of the royal capital as an agent of the duke, such a decent job was something that "witch" Gypri had never imagined, but it was not until she really sat in this position that she knew that it was not easy behind such a glamorous and decent job, and it was a test in itself to deal with those well-informed and intelligent people in the royal capital, and she also had to collect intelligence as a military intelligence agent in the process and transmit it out, The hardships of this period were no easier than the ones she used to use on the streets to cheat money out of the pockets of passing adventurers.

The door opened, and Pierce, who was dressed in a knight's uniform, walked in, and after seeing that there was only one person in the room, the young man nodded: "The last one to register left?" ”

"Yes, the last one today," said Gypley, beating her shoulders, "a few more than yesterday......

"The situation in the royal capital is getting tense, the soldiers and knights coming out of the castle are going from house to house to check for suspicious elements, there was a fire even in the rich area the other day, and the hearts of the people are fluctuating," Pierce sat down at the table, talking about the recent changes in the city, "and thanks to this, our recruitment has become easier - the Duke of Cecil's employment certificate will allow them to legally leave the city during this period." ”

"Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, we can gather a hundred people, and we can send another batch," Ji Puli flipped through the register on the table, then looked up at her companions, "In addition, there is an order from the locals to stop all open recruitment activities after sending the last group of people, and only keep in touch with the royal capital mage circle in the shadows, gather information and wait for orders." ”

Pierce was a little curious about how the lord in the far south knew about the changes in the royal capital - because this part of the information had not yet had time to be sent, but the training he received in the Military Intelligence Bureau made him not question the order, but nodded directly: "I understand, tomorrow I will go to various associations to cancel the commission." ”

"It's time to stop public activities...... "The situation in the city is deteriorating, there are rebels hiding in the royal capital, I'm afraid the people in the Silver Fort will soon order the blockade of the entire St. Sunil, we rely on the protection of the Duke to always move freely, but it is better not to continue to challenge the sensitive and fragile nerves of the Silver Fort for a while......"

"I don't know what the future holds," Pierce couldn't help but sigh, and for the first time, he began to lament that this kind of thing should not have the slightest intersection with his life, "This country is really getting more and more chaotic......

"The chaos is temporary, and the Duke will eventually bring prosperity and order to this country," said Gypley, raising her eyelids and looking at Pierce, "This prosperity and order are beyond this era, but we may be able to see them in our lifetime." ”

"It's like Mr. Santis sighed," Pierce laughed, "and it sounds overly optimistic, but I think it makes sense." ”

……

If what you see in Cecil is prosperity and order, where the aristocratic armies have ravaged you, all you can see is decay and chaos.

Southwest of Carroll, in the Consco area, a small village was almost razed to the ground, and on the edge of the ruins of the village, a small armed force was passing by.

The team was well-disciplined, with black and red flags flying above them, bearing the crest of the Cecil family. Half of the team consisted of Cecil combatants in bright armor and carrying battle backpacks, while the other half were non-combatants in light armor and smocks that did not look like soldiers, with the red triangle emblazoned on the smocks, which have traditionally been used as a physician or pharmacist.

Wright?? Aviken walked through the group, the only person in the group wearing a full body of armor who was a physician - his physician's mark was printed on the breastplate, and the striking red triangle made him stand out in the group.

Of course, what stood out more than the red badge was his size, which was a head taller than even the stronger soldiers.

At this moment, the strong and tall priest and field medic looked at the ruins in front of him, and after a few seconds of silence, he finally couldn't help but let out a sigh.

All the buildings in sight had collapsed and destroyed, the storehouses where the village had stored grain had been looted and set on fire, the wells had been filled, the cattle, sheep and livestock had been slaughtered by hungry nobles, and those that had not had time to be taken away were burned down like the granaries and houses, and in some places, Wright could still see some unpleasant dark red bloodstains.

The village was destroyed, destroyed by war, but it was not the Cecil who were the "enemies" who destroyed it, but the nominal patrons of the village, the nominal owners of the Knights of the Consco, and the coalition of nobles allied with the Viscount of Consco.

The coalition of nobles who had fled from the front line of Gravel Ridge destroyed the place—just like the rest of the world they destroyed along the way.

Nobility is synonymous with plunder, especially in war, but Wright is still shocked by what he sees and hears, he does not expect that the looting and destruction carried out by the noble coalition during the rout will be more shocking than the damage caused by their march, and even so shocking that he can't help but wonder if the rout noble soldiers are human beings or a group of termites that have been stripped of skin and bones.

Standing beside Wright was a veteran Cecil, a squad commander who was accustomed to the battlefield and knew the traditional aristocratic army, shook his head and explained to Wright: "There will be some order when they march - at least then, they will still consider themselves the protectors of the land and their people, and they will collect a lot of food and goods as they pass through the villages and towns, but at least they will not destroy, but once they flee, they will become jackals...... Unlike Cecil's army, the noble soldiers did not consider 'plundering' to be a crime at all, nor were they hung up and whipped for taking a few loaves of bread from the common people, they dared to do anything to fill their stomachs, and even burned down a place to prevent food and houses from falling into the hands of their pursuers......"

"Don't they even spare their own land?" Wright couldn't help but interrupt the veteran's words, "Those nobles who fled...... Will they really order the destruction of villages in their own territory? ”

"Why not?" The veteran sighed, "Anyway, they are defeated, according to the rules of the aristocratic war, the victors always have to plunder - they feel that even if they don't take all the food from the village and burn down the house, the pursuers will do the same, and instead of letting the enemy get it, it is better to do it themselves, and in this way they can still get some of the food back...... They don't feel like they're losing money. ”

“……”

Wright was silent, the darkness and sin of the war left him at a loss for what to say—he came from the plains of the Holy Spirit, which was relatively rich and stable, and had seen the vile deeds of some barbarian nobles even in the course of his mission, but this was the first time he had seen a real war of this scale, and what the nobles had done in the process of rout and flight far exceeded his expectations.

But he was not a naïve man – although many people called him naïve after knowing that he followed the classical virtues of the Holy Light, he knew that he was not. He was shocked by the brutal darkness of the war, but he was not naïve enough to think that it should not have happened, let alone that Cecil's victory had led to the tragedy before him.

He knew the greed of mankind, the greed of the nobility, and after reading the analysis of the comments in the newspapers, he knew that this war was inevitable, and no matter how the war was won or lost, those greedy and brutal nobles and their armies would do the same thing - plunder and destruction would always happen, the difference was only where it would happen.

And he knew that Cecil's army had been trying to avoid the spread of the damage - the army had been trying to drive the enemy to places like the wasteland while the big army was pursuing, and if they did get close to the towns, they would try to catch up and storm them before they could cause damage, driving them away, after all, protecting those towns and villages was also protecting Cecil's future property.

But no matter how hard you try, the battlefield is always full of variables and uncontrollable.

So Wright could only watch in silence, then lowered his head and silently prayed for those who suffered from the disaster.

The Lord of Light does not answer his prayers, but he does not expect anything to answer his own prayers.

The commander glanced at the priest-turned-field doctor, and instead of disturbing the latter's prayers, he began to assign tasks to the soldiers: "You two, go and find out if there are any survivors in the neighborhood, and find a way to find out." You, and the three of you, find out if there is a place to dispose of the corpses nearby, and gather them together and burn them. The others came with me to see what else was available. ”

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