Chapter 116: The End of the Escape
At the border of the Kingdom of Glens.
A wagon painted with "levitating black balls" slowly passed through the humble outpost of the Glens Frontier Army.
In fact, in this situation, the Kingdom of Glens has almost completely abandoned entry inspections and taxes. The role of border posts is more to stem the flow of refugees.
After all, in this era, farmers are still important producers and cheap cannon fodder for the country.
For the upper echelons of the kingdom...... Even if these poor peasants were to starve to death, they had to starve to death in the kingdom, rather than fleeing to neighboring countries to strengthen each other's power.
Suddenly, a commotion came from the front of the convoy.
This alarmed Roshen, who was resting on Eunice's lap in the carriage and was immersed in the godhead.
The riots grew louder.
A man in ragged clothes rushed towards the convoy by the soldiers who had just suddenly knocked down the outpost.
A shrill brass whistle and a Glens-accented shouting were heard, and the soldiers at the outpost drew their weapons and shoved the crowd away at the man.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! The fleeing man roared, his eyes red like a mad beast.
The crowd queuing up on the road couldn't help but make way for the crazy man.
However, at the moment when he slipped into the passage of the crowd, a spear shot from behind in an instant! The fugitive man was almost defenseless and nailed through the thigh by this spear!
"Ahββ!h He screamed and threw himself onto the road, and then several soldiers in armor rushed up and stomped on his limbs.
The crowd dispersed a little again, and no one wanted to get into trouble.
The man was dragged back to the clearing next to the outpost checkpoint, where the soldiers surrounded him. And the captain who had thrown the spear before also walked towards the man who was still clutching his thighs and screaming.
Bang!
The captain of the level gave the other party a sword scabbard, and blood immediately flowed from the head of the man who broke through the level.
"Boy, dare to break through the border and don't look at who this isβhuh?" The captain was halfway through his sentence when he saw the boots under his feet.
His expression suddenly turned cold.
"These boots...... Are you a deserter? As he spoke, the captain drew the cross sword in his hand, and the blade of the cold light shimmered diagonally to the ground.
Marillo swallowed.
Although he was exhausted by the hasty escape and the experience in the forest, and the piercing wound on his thigh was painful, he knew that if he didn't defend himself, he probably wouldn't have a chance to speak again.
"Waitββ! And so onββ! I am a soldier of the Plantagenet family, and our troops have been routed by the barbarians! The town was also slaughtered...... I managed to make it through the forest to get here! Please don't kill me! I'm not a deserter! β
Truly.
For most of the countries of the world of Ferren, the definition of a deserter is very different from that of Earth.
Especially in the case of a total rout of the army, the behavior of soldiers fleeing after the rout is usually not punished severely. After all, once defeated in an alien war, massacres are just a common thing. The flight of the soldiers is also a disguised preservation of the strength of the defeated lord.
"How do you prove that you are a soldier of the Plantagenet?" The captain looked at Marillo with a sneer.
"Me!"
Just as he was having trouble explaining his identity, Marillo suddenly saw a carriage walking from the checkpoint to the territory of the Kingdom of Glens.
Through the car window, he saw a familiar figure!
"Hey ββ!" He shouted loudly, agitated.
The surrounding soldiers were startled by his sudden movements, and several spears were almost immediately about to be stabbed down. Marillo hurriedly pointed to the carriage and shouted, "That kid! That kid can prove who I am! I've met him near the battlefield! β
Everyone's eyes followed Marillo's finger.
In the carriage window passing through the checkpoint, a white-haired and blue-eyed boy was sitting in the arms of a nun and looking out of the window.
The captain glanced at Luo Shen suspiciously, and then at Marillo, who was extremely excited on the ground, and finally put his sword back into the sheath and walked to the carriage: "Nun, the man who was suspected of being a deserter said that the child you brought with you can prove his identity. β
Before Eunice could reply, Roshen glanced at Marillo, who was bleeding from a wounded thigh, and said, "Yes, I saw him, and he was being chased by a group of barbarian cavalry that time. β
The captain was silent for a moment.
But when he glanced at the sign on the carriage again, "Black Ball Suspended Over the Peak," he changed his mind and said, "Okay, we'll let him go." However, he could not leave the Kingdom of Glens. β
Then.
Roshen blinked, looking at Marillo, who staggered up and limped after the captain was let go after giving the order, he looked at the captain and Sister Eunice with his big eyes that seemed to reflect the dreamy luster of countless little stars in the sun: "Can we take him?" β
The soldiers and the people who were passing through the checkpoint looked at the little boy's innocent and pure eyes, and couldn't help but feel a rare warmth in winter: what a kind child! When you see someone injured, you want to take him for a ride! What a pure and kind little angel this is!
Marillo, who had a severe thigh pain, certainly didn't want to run back to a nearby town on foot in this situation.
So he limped quickly to the carriage.
However, the moment he looked up, he looked at the ordinary wagon convoy full of goods, but he unconsciously noticed some kind of strange aura.
The priests and nuns dressed in black, as well as the coachmen and men, seemed to have strange eyes?
But before he could understand the strangeness of that look, Sister Eunice in the carriage had already spoken: "Is that okay?" Can we take this poor man? β
The captain waved his hand: "Recently, you cannibals will help Glens a lot, and this matter can be regarded as an exception for you." β
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The convoy left the outpost and headed for the forest road leading to the territory of Glens......
Marillo, who had already gotten into the car, took a breath, thinking to himself that he was really lucky to have escaped again. At this time, the nun on the other side suddenly spoke.
"What a despicable person......
Before Marillo could react, the nun continued: "That captain and the commander at his head usually receive a lot of benefits, but at this time they use an unrelated person to sell a favor casually - does this kind of garbage compensate us for the real money we gave these bloodsuckers?" β
Now, Marillo understood.
Just as he was angry with the nun sitting across from him, she didn't shy away from calling herself "trash". His angry gaze was on the little boy who was sitting on the nun's round, slender lap......
At this time, the other party was looking at him intently.
A small, white jade-carved white and red finger was being held in his mouth, and there was something strange in his blue eyes that reflected the winter sun outside the car window.
Suddenly.
Marillo remembered the look in his little nephew's eyes many years ago when he looked at the small cake in the window of the bakery with his fingers in his mouth......
"This ββ?"
In the next second, a look of fear appeared on Marillo's haggard face.
The carriage shook a little, and it quickly returned to normal.