Su Hao looked at him quietly and replied slowly, "Because... I am also a Norder. ”

The old village chief was stunned for a moment, then looked up to the sky and smiled, and said, "Okay... Good... Well, Nords! We Nords, we Nords, there are still real warriors after all! ”

However, while he was laughing, he was still crying, and there were already tears of joy or sadness, which flowed down the rough wrinkles of his face!

He tried to straighten his waist, trying to straighten his waist, but immediately his brows furrowed, it seemed that it was because of the perennial hunchover, which made this small movement stimulate his lumbar nerves, but he endured the pain and straightened his waist!

He walked over to the pine table, threw the Germanic short sword back to Su Hao, and at the same time put a sharpened hand axe on his back, pinned a water bag, and said, "Okay, let's go, go find that bastard Gordon!" ”

Su Hao watched the old village chief's back change from low to tall, his face showed admiration, and he couldn't help but think of a poem he recited when he was a child:

"Turtle Although Shou"

"The old man is in the bush, his ambition is thousands of miles, the martyr is in his twilight years, and his heart is strong!"

When the two of them walked outside, the sun had already risen, shining a magnificent light on the Nord land.

Avril had been just staring at Gordon's home in the dark, and had not broken in. The village chief walked up to his door, knocked on the door, and said, "Gordon, Gordon?" Are you there? Please open the door! ”

The village chief used the usual feeble tone of greeting, so Gordon did not suspect it, and quickly opened the door.

"Village Chief, what's the matter?"

However, at the moment of opening the door, he found that the old village chief he was familiar with was gone, if the village chief in the past was just an old sheep, and the current village chief is a lion full of revenge ** and just wants to fight to the death when he dies! He had never seen an old man with such eager eyes that stared at people to the point of hair.

And behind him, Dwight, known as the strongest young man in the Loire, a strange Nord, and a nightmare that lingers in his heart... Avril.

"Gordon, you come with me to a place."

Gordon was shocked and asked, "Where?" ”

The village chief said lightly: "You just need to come with me, that's it." ”

……

Soon, the group came to the outside of the village, on a small hill two miles from the village wall.

On this small hill, there are nearly 100 tombstones.

The village chief came to a tombstone, took out the water bag, and then opened the water bag, accompanied by a strong smell of wine, and the clear wine poured down, wetting the tombstone in front of him!

That's a bag of rum!

He casually threw the water bag aside and said to Gordon:

"Repent."

Gordon looked at the old village chief with a pleading gaze, and the old village chief raised his hand axe with a blank face, and shouted:

"Get on your knees!"

Gordon knelt down weakly, stared blankly at the tombstone in front of him, and said quietly:

"I'm sorry, I was wrong... I'm sorry! ”

"Louder!"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!! Right... No... Rise!!! ”

The old village chief threw the axe in front of him, and said with a blank face: "Go home, write a letter of collaboration with the enemy in your usual handwriting, which reads, 'Everything is as it is', and then come back here, speak out loud about the sins you have committed, and finally use this axe... Cut yourself! ”

Gordon picked up the axe in despair, and turned to look at the old village chief, who was standing beside him, the sheathed Germanic dagger in her hand had been pushed out of the scabbard by her thumb, revealing a small piece of dazzling steel.

Don't think about resisting, Gordon.

Gordon could only turn his head and walk towards the village of Loire in despair, step by step.

The village chief said to Su Hao and Dwight: "Two, please go back with Gordon, first, to keep an eye on him and prevent him from escaping, and second, to gather our compatriots here in my name... It's right in this graveyard. ”

Su Hao and Dehuai nodded and followed Gordon.

The village chief watched the backs of the two gradually shrink, and finally disappeared at the entrance of the village, and finally knelt down weakly, leaning against the tombstone. His clumsy body reflected the sunlight, casting an old back, and he muttered to himself:

"My son, we finally have a chance to wash away the blood debt owed by those pirates!"

……

In a short time he stood up again, and he looked into the distance, and more than two hundred Loire villagers were coming together, men and women, old and young, and they walked up to the hill and looked at their old chief with complicated eyes.

The old village chief straightened up.

Gordon, on the other hand, walked up the hill in despair, stood on the highest part of the hill, knelt down heavily, and faced the dozens of tombstones in front of him, as well as more than 200 compatriots from the village of Loire.

He shouted:

"I'm sorry, my Nord fellows, I betrayed you!"

"In order to protect my wife from being killed by the pirates, I betrayed you and used letters to collaborate with the pirates!"

"The last time you formed a militia to fight against the pirates, I informed them!"

"I'm sorry for you, I'm guilty!"

"Today, just today, I will use my blood to atone for my sins, I will ascend to heaven in the way of a soul, personally apologize for our dead compatriots, and then go to hell and receive the punishment of karmic fire for eternity!"

After speaking, no one spoke, only everyone focused their hateful eyes on Gordon.

Some were silent, some were sighing, some were on their knees, and some were crying.

The old village chief silently walked up to a stunned and delicate young woman, who had a swaddling baby in her arms, and a baby sleeping peacefully in the young woman's arms.

He asked calmly, "Mrs. Gordon, you... Did you hear that? ”

The young woman sat down on the ground for a long time before she nodded.

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

The young woman shook her head in despair, she had nothing to say but tears streaming silently, while the infant suddenly began to cry loudly and bloodily.

The old village chief turned his head, with a hint of crying, and roared in a lion-tiger voice:

"Gordon, your wife, children, and family will not be implicated in your crimes, they have the right to support themselves, and you ...... Go with confidence! ”

"You...... Cut yourself! ”

Gordon let out a bleak smile of relief, and he raised his axe, resting it on his throat, and finally, with a hard swing!

The blood-stained axe fell to the ground, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

Gordon is dead.

His body knelt stiffly at the top of the hill, facing dozens of graves and more than 200 of his fellow Loire people. And his blood flowed downward, watering a white wildflower that grew next to the tombstone.

That wildflower is in full bloom.

(As you might expect, the protagonist also took this opportunity to officially enter the war stage in Calradia.)

(In fact, uP wanted to use the athletic conference to make a fortune at the beginning, and then gain the appreciation of the lord, and then enter the army to engage in it, starting from the staff officer, quickly making a career and leading the way)

(But UP found that although it was easy to write like this, it simply lost the core of the game...) History is not only created by the big people, but also by the small people, and I hope... I hope that UP can add some psychological descriptions of the dragon set while maintaining the cool text of this article)

(Everyone has their own story)

(Next, in addition to making everyone happy, we should also let everyone remember some people, such as the old village chief, such as Gordon, such as the nameless peasant woman...) and much more)

(Of course, what the protagonist does will never make everyone too disgusted, so it's rest assured)

(The foreshadowing in front is basically done, and the next step will be a continuous ** and cool point)