Abetta's 500-strong troops didn't sleep well all night.

Even if you are hungry, there is an inexplicable fire in the middle of the night. Without waiting for any reaction from the stationed personnel, the fire became extremely fierce in an instant, burning the entire village.

The people who can live in the village are all noble knights and war horses, which was originally a good way to shelter from the wind and rain. But the wind was strong at night, and the fire was raging. Everyone woke up in a sound sleep, and their eyes were full of fire.

The fire came so fast that even Abeta herself was startled. The house he lives in is the most complete and relatively clean in the village, but there are also the most 'fiery glue' clay pots buried in the house.

She couldn't sleep at night, and Abeta didn't take off her armor. At the moment of the fire, he grabbed his sword and rushed out of the burning room. In the blink of an eye, fires were burning one after another in all parts of the village, and hundreds of people were scurrying around like headless flies.

The flames burned with a whistling sound, mixed with the shouting of the horses and the neighing of the chaotic people.

Some knights took off their armor before going to bed, and in a hurry, they even wanted to go back to the fire field to snatch back valuable family heirloom equipment. But nothing could be seen in the flames, and the fire burned through the whole house in a minute or two.

If you were lucky, you were forced out by the flames. Unlucky, the house burned down directly, and when it came out, it was also a serious burn. Some people were directly buried in the fire and burned to ashes.

In the face of the sweltering heat, no matter how high his combat skills are, he has to escape.

Abeta couldn't stand in the fire, her hair and eyebrows burned upside down. His eyes were full of scurrying heads, calling out the names of his attendants, but no one listened to orders.

No one paid attention to the scolding, and Abeta could only push and shove all the way, stumbling out of the village. He looked back, and the fire swept through the village, reflecting half of the night sky.

Many of the knights had no idea about the fire, and they brought their squires to bring out the horses and goods. As a result, a few of them fled slowly, turned into torches, and screamed in the flames.

Hundreds of infantry stationed outside the village escaped. They were stunned the whole time, and no one did anything to put out the fire, just watched the noble noble officers and their attendants burn in the fire.

During the day, the soldiers were poisoned and abandoned, and the nobles were naturally ignored when they set themselves on fire at night.

When Abeta came out, he jumped to his feet, and at least seven or eight of his noble officers were burned to death, and thirty or forty were lightly and seriously wounded. Even the more refined dozen casters were missing one or two, and they were nowhere to be found.

What's worse is that the knight's horses are tied to the village, and less than half of them can be rescued in a panic. Many of the horses could not break free from the reins, and for a moment they did not die in the fire, and let out a desolate neigh.

When the horses rest, they remove their saddle hitch and set aside a large amount of auxiliary supplies. These pieces of equipment were often the possession of a knight, and a fire turned them all into ashes.

The flames emitted high temperatures, and the escaped knights stood ten or twenty meters away from the fire, most of them confused by the sudden fire. There are even more people who have suffered heavy losses and simply roared wildly, grabbing and clenching their fists innumerable.

Abeta held a sword, but the scabbard was missing. He came out of the fire, his face was dark, his armor was tattered, and he wanted to force hundreds of infantry to fight the fire.

But none of the soldiers who had always obeyed orders obeyed except for evading one after another. Even if Abeta fiercely raised her sword in pursuit, the soldiers fled farther at most.

The breath in her chest twitched like bellows, and the buzzing and tingling of her scalp was like a defeat, something that Abeta had never experienced in her life. A fire burned away the prestige he had built up so hard.

Not only were the civilian soldiers dodging, but even the noble knights under them were not kind to each other. Everyone has no face, a lot of loss, and at this moment they all think of why they suffered this crime?

Isn't it just that Abeta insists on being an anvil? He himself asks for fame and jokes about other people's lives. It's only been a few days? was tossed to such an extent.

Exxon's precedent is in the past, and Abeta is still arrogant. Casualties are still secondary, the key is the loss of horses and supplies, and the loss of confidence.

The fire in the village burned overnight, and the next morning it was still billowing with smoke.

The five-hundred-strong team had nowhere to go at night, so they had to stay up until dawn to prepare to return to Fog Town. Once again, they destroyed a village, but not by the usual means.

The road back is harder than when you came.

The commander's power comes from the approval of others, but Abeta tries to regroup his personnel, only to find that his men are no longer as commanding as they once were.

After counting, there were more than 300 of the more than 500 people in Abetta's department who could still command.

After sporadic losses and engulfed in fire, about two dozen knights led their infantry to break away from the group and demand to rush back to Fog Town alone.

This was a serious provocation to Abetta's authority, but he could not stop it. Because his subordinates did not trust his command ability and thought that returning the same way would only lead to an ambush.

Before leaving the group, the noble knight, who was acting alone, pointed at Abetta's nose and yelled, "You idiot, this is all a disaster caused by your arrogance.

You have destroyed so many villages, you have killed so many villagers, you have made a big mistake. Abetta, you're being targeted, you're definitely being targeted by the monsters of the Black Forest.

We don't have anything to eat, drink, supplies, and we don't even have enough horses. Hult and Kane, who have sworn to help you, have fled long ago.

The enemy didn't even show a shadow, and they used some traps to make us like this. This has never been the case before. If we follow you again, we will all die. ”

The split in the team shook the morale of the army the most, and the remaining more than 300 people also doubted whether Abeta was really targeted. The reason why they don't leave is just panic and don't know where to go?

In front of the burned village, the rest of the team looked at their commander.

"Come with me. This time I'm here to open the way. Abeta was in a mess and rode around the remaining knights and infantry on a horse to mobilize, "If there is any trap, I will carry it first." ”

That sounds a little interesting. With the dignified Lord at the front, the morale of the team is at a minimum. As long as there are still sensible people, they will still choose to leave in a group.

Dense Fog Town is six or seven kilometers away in a straight line. If you march quickly, you can get back in one day. Everyone wants to go back quickly, and they don't want to stay for a moment.

Abeta rode her horse, grabbed two shields, and was alone at the head of the group. He only went back the way he came, because he had walked the road yesterday, and he had stepped on all the traps that he should have supplied.

But it is not known whether the enemy hiding in the shadows will lay traps again.

Wilderness villages are full of woods, grasses, hillsides and valleys. The way back is terrifying, and a single movement can make people's hearts beat faster. Often a flock of birds flies out of the woods and can scare people into a fright.

At first, the subordinates followed the lord for more than ten meters.

Gradually, everyone looked around, the speed became slower and slower, and the distance widened wider and wider. The interval in between became more than fifty meters.

Abeta looked back and saw that he was far away from his subordinates, and he was so angry that he scolded: "You bastards, why are you hiding so far away? This way is very safe, give Lao Tzu up. ”

It's okay not to shout this, but after shouting, all the people who followed were horrified. The horsemen turned around and ran, and the infantrymen slipped away. More than 300 people scattered in a hurry!

Abeta felt a palpitation, as if something terrible was approaching. He turned his head slowly, and a mechanical dragon emerged from the forest in front of the road, and on the dragon's back sat a knight in closed armor.

The earth-walking dragon has a monster head full of angular and barbs. It approached slowly, its eyes like fire, and said in a low but teasing tone, "Poor fellow, are you ready to be eaten by me?" ”