To be honest, this time in response to the civil strife of the elites, the long-legged family reacted very quickly.

An hour to get the news, an hour to gather people, an hour to make decisions, and an hour to take action. In just half a day, Fils. Long Legs led people to the Harmony Inn.

In an era of slow information transmission, it is a miracle that it can do so quickly. After all, without radio now, it is not easy to gather the long-legged family in the city, and it is even more difficult to pull up a team to act together.

But Fils is so fast, and there is one faster than him.

Zhou Qingfeng gathered thousands of people inside and outside the city, most of whom were still scattered and scattered. Through efficient organization and management, he was able to demobilize the individuals in a matter of days and resettle them to dozens of destinations in different directions.

The Harmony Warehouse was burned, and Fils was on fire. Chased to the containment camp outside the city, there was an even bigger fire.

Before you get close to the camp, you can see the flames in the distance. When the horse came closer, the heat wave forced the people to retreat.

Fils glared at Fabro who was following him. Fabro was in a hurry. Before he entered the city, the camp prepared breakfast in an orderly manner and began to work. Half a day later, the camp was set on fire.

The housekeeper of the manor came running from afar, stumbling forward to report the situation, crying and describing how the men and horses in the camp left quickly, and finally set fire to it.

"Master, we can't stop it if we want to, the people in the camp are very fierce. It took at least a thousand gold coins to build this place, and it burned to ashes in an instant. They'd rather burn it than leave us behind! ”

The housekeeper was frightened enough by the fire to understand what kind of person would care so little about his property. He threw himself in front of Fabro's horse and wept like a child in desperate need of comfort.

What is more than a thousand gold coins that have been reduced to ashes? This is also tantamount to the behavior of a super loser for the nobles of the Northlands. The knights of the family who arrived were all stunned, and Fils was even more annoyed.

The enemy made a mess of Coldwind City, but it came and went freely, and it didn't care. This is a great humiliation to him.

"Where did the other party's men go?"

"To the north, the last of them left on foot, without even a wagon."

"How long have you been gone?"

"Just about an hour ago."

"Chase!"

Fils didn't think much about it, gritted his teeth and jumped out a word, spurred his horse, and rushed out first. Dozens of family knights followed one by one, and the first three hundred attendants followed quickly, and there was a posture of not giving up until the goal was reached.

It's an hour's hike and it's not far. It's easy to catch up on horseback.

Fils also understands that he has miscalculated. He heard quite a few victors in the past month. Hugo's rumors were only when he was a small lord who came to the city to trade, so he tolerated the other party's activities.

But this little lord not only engaged in commercial transactions, but also took advantage of this to win over more than half of the forces in the city in a short period of time. The cunning and the tricks are appalling.

Fils secretly swore before he made the move - to capture Victor. Hugo and his men were all hacked to death to vent their hatred.

There is no reason why a fast horse can catch up with a pedestrian on foot. But after chasing north for half an hour, I didn't even see a ghost. There was only a cold wind on the road, and nothing could be seen.

But the target can't disappear for no reason.

"Victor. Where did Hugo's men go? It didn't take much thought for Fils to understand that his opponent must have left the camp not long after he deviated from the road to the north and made his way to the side road instead.

The development of the Otherworld is low, and most of the surrounding areas of the city are deserted. Woodlands, hills, meadows, everywhere. The reason why the path is a path is that it must be difficult to walk.

In this era when even maps are rudimentary and abstract, if you want to walk the path, you must have a guide who knows the way.

The road is lined with undulating terrain with plenty of shelter near and far. Fils looked around, unable to guess where his opponent would be hiding? It's a problem to find.

The knights of the family also woke up quickly, and dozens of people scattered in the field with their attendants. After running for about an hour, I looked at the commanding heights within five kilometers around, but I also found nothing.

"No way, those guys can't go far." Fils listened to his report with a gloomy face, and a bunch of thoughts popped up in his head, but none of them could explain the current situation.

The knights of the clan even chased more than a dozen kilometers along the main road, intending to catch up with the carriage that left first. But the carriages were also gone, which was too unconscionable.

Chasing out of Cold Wind City at noon, it will take two or three hours like this, and it will be dark. If no target is found, the operation will be in vain. However, the knights of the family did not grasp the target, but wasted a lot of time in the chaotic search.

Where the opponent will be is even more unknown.

"Don't worry, I'll look for it."

Old Bank, who was traveling with him, reassured everyone with a few words. He is the 'Chief of Prophecy', and his specialty is to reveal the truth, wielding only a staff and casting a fourth-level arcane art, 'Biolocation'.

The prophecy arcane is used well, it's like a big killing weapon. Wizards can reveal the truth or their goals on their own. As for how accurate it is, it depends on the wizard's ability.

Only a few hours before Rubio and the others, who were the last to evacuate, left, Old Banker easily caught them in the long river of time. A projection-like image lit up in mid-air, showing everyone how the opponent had escaped.

In the evacuation procession from the camp, the horse-drawn carriages that had been leaving the camp had taken the main road north, but soon left the main road and headed for the side road. As for Lorraine and other people who drank the physical potion and left on foot, they did not go north at all......

Fabro followed Fils, anxious like a mouse in a bellows. He was not only annoyed that Zhou Qingfeng acted alone, but also annoyed that Zhou Qingfeng didn't inform him at all.

Now in a dilemma, Fabro was so angry that he scolded: "Victor. Hugo was really too cunning. His men were like foxes. ”

The entire camp dispersed, but Fils was puzzled, and said in a cold voice: "These people are walking around like ants. Victor. Isn't Hugo afraid that they will be lost in the wilderness and never come back? ”

Standing in the wilderness, facing the vast world, the knights of the family were also puzzled.

In the wilderness, the most worrying thing is not monsters and hunger, but not knowing where you are in an unfamiliar environment. To put it simply, it's lost.

Ordinary people are ignorant and ignorant, and have no special training, and once they get lost, there is only one way to die. Even a trained knight or wizard will not wander around in the wild.

But Zhou Qingfeng was relieved and boldly scattered all his subordinates, letting them go to the villages and towns around Cold Wind City to take refuge. It is easy for this man to scatter, but it is difficult to gather together.

Fils only brought dozens of family knights, and they didn't dare to send them out to act alone at will. The one who can take charge of himself is definitely a great general under him.

Zhou Qingfeng is just a grass king from the Black Forest, and everyone who says that he is a little lord praises him. Is it possible that this kind of person has dozens or hundreds of 'generals' under his command?