Thankfully, the bloody charge was over, and I was sneaking back to the barracks while I was transporting the wounded, waiting for the troops to withdraw home.

However, to my disappointment, the army did begin to withdraw, but instead of disbanding us, it stopped at Ulla.

As a result, in the spring of the next day, there was a sudden snowstorm in the sky, and the food was transported less and less, and in the end, our group of lower-class soldiers even faced the situation of running out of food for three days.

In the face of this blizzard, many soldiers said that it was the tyranny of the Hall of Judgment that caused the punishment of the God of Light, but in fact, I don't know much about this, and I don't want to know about it.

The only thing on my mind now is to disband the army and let us go home, I don't want to fight for the boss at all.

After we had enough to eat, and under the indulgence of the above, our group of soldiers who had no food gathered into a gang in twos and threes, and went to all parts of Ulla to loot food.

At first, I was a little unaccustomed to it, and I didn't dare to do it, which was against my conscience after all. But after seeing the others do this, I slowly got involved in the operation, and stocked up on some bacon to bring back to them to eat when the army was disbanded.

Unfortunately, the snowstorm got heavier and heavier, and we had to huddle in the camp until the summer, when the order to dismiss was finally announced, and we could finally go home.

On the way back, I unexpectedly saw my eldest son-in-law in the barracks, and the eldest son-in-law said that he had been recruited as a replacement, and advised me not to go back, saying that there would definitely be a great famine on Ruiying's side.

However, my sons and grandsons are still in Ruiying, how can they not go?

And although the boss let us go, they didn't care about us at all, and each of them gave us a pitiful amount of money as repatriation pay, and then told us to get out, and didn't even arrange to go home, and let us leave on our own.

As I went, I felt that things were getting worse and worse, there was famine everywhere, there were no crops on the farmland, and there was not enough money for food for the repatriation fee.

Moreover, we had nothing to eat, and in desperation, I had to abandon my conscience again, and a group of companions who grew up in Ruiying City, whom I met in the barracks, under the leadership of a fire phosphorus level, we returned to our old business, except for letting go of the convoy transporting military rations, we relied on robbery along the farm, robbed all the way back, and finally returned to Ruiying.

However, there was already a famine in the city, and the gates were closed, and they would not let us in.

I got together with the other abandoned soldiers and decided that I would just become bandits and wait for the famine to end.

Because a large number of soldiers were sent home, and the natural disasters that happened to them left them with nowhere to go, my bandit quickly gathered tens of thousands of people and plundered the villages, and in the later stage, even the smaller towns could be breached by us and slaughtered.

And I relied on my jade-level strength to become a small leader, but I know that because of my age, my strength has begun to decline now.

By the year 390 of the Great Calendar, I was already 50 years old, but I was still following the bands of thieves who had broken out, and I was doing a life without tomorrow.

Sometimes, in my spare time, I also think about how my son and grandson will be there.

In the year 390 of the Great Calendar, I heard that there was no longer a famine in the Divine Grace Plain, so many people wanted to go to the Divine Grace Plain to grab food, but the upper echelons of the thieves group had a disagreement, and some people did not agree to go to the Divine Grace Plain, and finally the thieves group was divided into two parts, and the thief group I was in chose to go to the Divine Grace Plain to rob.

After two months of looting in the Plains of Divine Grace, the Temple of Judgment launched a campaign against us.

The Hall of Judgment is worthy of the regular army, our gang of bandits was defeated, and after I killed three people in the battle, the battle was lost, so I ran back with the rout.

Unfortunately, we were still caught, and then we were taken into a prisoner of war camp, where, the Hall of Judgment adopted a strategy of killing us with ten kills to intimidate us, and luckily, I survived.

After that, all the soldiers who were above the fire phosphorus level and the strong ones who were strong enough to encompass me. All of us were detained by the Hall of Judgment and taken to the death camp, and in any case, I had another place to eat.

In the year 391 of the Great Calendar, I was in the barracks and happened to meet one of my neighbors, and I was finally able to ask other people how my children and grandchildren were doing.

It took a great deal for the neighbor to remember who I was, but in his words I heard the disheartening news that not long after I was gone, my only surviving son had been taken to the army, leaving behind a pregnant daughter-in-law.

Unfortunately, when the blizzard came, my eldest daughter starved to death, my wife starved to death, and my daughter-in-law had to go into the leather and meat business in order to support my grandson, but my grandson still froze to death, and after my grandson was frozen to death, my daughter-in-law broke down and committed suicide.

After my wife froze to death, my last grandson, then 14-year-old Zilde Jr., didn't know where he was going, and therefore my neighbors didn't know.

And these news made my neighbors a little impressed because my daughter-in-law had a nervous breakdown and made a big fuss on the street, and a bunch of long-tongued women were nagging.

When I heard these words, I stood still for a long time, not knowing what to say, and my neighbors were stunned when they saw me, and had to retreat.

Slowly, the moonlight sprinkled on my shoulders, just like that moonlit night more than forty years ago, when I was practicing in front of my house, my father smiled and praised my efforts, and my mother hugged my younger brother in the house, discussing whether to go to my uncle's house tomorrow.

It's a pity that all of this has been blown away with the wind.

"What a world!" I spat out this sentence after a long time, and then I did not dare to say more, if this was heard by the officers, I would definitely be executed on the spot for disturbing the morale of the army.

And this year, it was another unquiet year, I heard the news that the north was coming again, and now the people in the barracks were panicking, knowing that there was another war with the other side. ——【Battle of Laishui River Crossing】

Then, the order came, and my army was stationed on the shore of Laishui, and a death order was issued from above, telling us not to retreat a single step.

In the panic of the people, many people want to escape, ordinary soldiers in the military camp escape, the military is not very strict, as long as they are not caught on the spot, they will not bother to arrest.

However, the military took a very strict look at the death camp where our group of thieves were born, because the military knew that we had been thieves for several years and belonged to the most vicious kind, so they adopted the method of joint sitting on us.

Even under such high pressure, as the news from the north came, one city after another fell, and we were even more panicked here, even if there was a way to sit together, there were still other companies that ran away, and as a result, the killing of people was rolling that day.

Fortunately, there was no one from our company among those who escaped, so I was lucky not to be implicated.

This panic lasted until the arrival of winter, and the barracks breathed a sigh of relief, because I was also a veteran of wars, and although I had not won a single battle, I had also accumulated some knowledge. So I knew that it was unlikely that we would be able to fight from winter to spring.

In this winter, with the acquiescence of the military, we ushered in the last indulgence before the destruction, and all the villages near Laishui were slaughtered by us and then burned down.

In fact, during the robbery, I also knew that my home was gone, and now even if I rob more things, I can't bring them to anyone.

However, in just 3 years in the military, I have completely changed my habits, destroy it, burn it, looking at the house that I burned down, I seem to see my burning life through the black smoke.

In my life, I'm 52 years old, what's the point?

The nobles and gods above will not answer my questions, in fact, I have to fight to the death for those fucking nobles.

The army from the north came, and the camp I was in was at first used as a backup force, but later it was also sent out, and the order from above was to force our death battalion to cross the river and attract the attention of the other side.

It was an order to die, but we had no chance of refusing, and after the last night of indulgence, I and the other soldiers charged across the river.

I didn't kill any enemies, and I was in the second row of the line, and when I was about a quarter of the way down the river, I was hit by a shot of magic from the other side.

It was a soldier next to me who was directly affected by the magic, and he died directly to the slag, and I was bounced out by the magic, and my head hit something in the river, and then I passed out.

I also had a great fate, and I survived in this situation, and struggled to get up from the river, and finally found a family, and while only the children and an old woman were at home, I snatched all their food.

The old woman cried and begged me to leave a little to their house, and I kicked her out with a single kick, and walked in the direction of Ruiying City.

I was badly wounded in this battle, and I look like I'm dying, right? But if I die, I'll die in the place where I was born.

At that time, I inexplicably used a strange syllable in my heart, "The bird flies against the hometown, and the fox will die," although I don't know what this syllable means, but I think it sounds very good, and I can't help but repeat it a few times.

Along the way, I gathered with a group of routs, all of whom were born in Ruiying and are now returning to Ruiying, just like me.

But now that their food has run out, so under my persuasion and leadership, I and them have robbed small villages along the road to get food according to the previous habit, anyway, don't mess with the nobles, now the nobles' armies have gone to the south to fight the judgment hall, and they can't do anything about us.

In the end, when we got close to Ruiying, we disbanded, but there were some people who didn't want to disband, they wanted to continue the robbery, and I remembered my last robbery, and the tragic ending in the end, so I refused their invitation and left.

When I stepped into the battle-burned walls, an inexplicable emotion came over me.

It has been 5 years since I was enlisted in 388 and now in 393, and at the age of 53, I have finally returned to the place where I was born.

It's just that I'm already alone, and I have no one to rely on.