Chapter 32: The Butcher on a Rainy Night

The sky was overcast, heavy clouds floated over the castle of Dontyne, white lightning pierced the clouds from time to time, illuminating the whole gray sky, and thunder followed, but even this could not shake the clouds for a minute, and as many raindrops as sand poured down from the sky, washing the streets, the stables, the houses, and beating on the passers-by.

This kind of weather is really unlucky.

After all, Don Taien Castle is just a baron's castle, unable to accommodate a huge army, according to the rank, only knights and chiefs can live in the few rooms in the castle, ordinary low-ranking soldiers can only camp in the open space of the castle, fortunately, the tent is waterproof, surrounded by a fence, just lay piles, let the wind blow hard, make sure that the tent will not go with the wind.

The Don Tyne Castle is quite rich in supplies, and there is a lot of firewood, the firemen in the army set up pots in the castle and start cooking, hot food is the most beneficial to the body in cold weather, and can expel the cold of the body, the soldiers lined up with bowls to enjoy the few delicacies on the march, because of the cold weather, the generous Julian instructed the fireman to add some meat to tonight's dinner, except for the jerky he brought, and swept away the meat and vegetables in the entire Don Tyne Castle.

Fresh vegetables and dried meat are mixed with rice, and the porridge is perfect. It is easy for soldiers who are tired from marching to enter and warm their bodies.

This magical continent of the Middle Ages was rice-grown, and the people of the south often ate rice. Julian was also amazed when he first came to this world, Julian asked some scholars this question, and the scholars said that according to ancient legends, the ancestors of the people of the south came to the south at the beginning, and when they opened up the land, they found that the climate here was not as arid as the north, and the precipitation was frequent, which was not suitable for planting crops in the north, and in distress, the great Father God came, and he gave the seeds of rice to the pioneers of the south, and the pioneers scattered the seeds in the fields in the spring, harvested them in the summer, and then sowed the seeds into the fields after the harvest, and the harvest was harvested in the autumn, and the harvest could be harvested twice a year, and the yield was far more than that of wheat, and the nutritional value was also highTherefore, the people of the south often feed on rice.

Praise the Great Father. He is the God who was, is and will always be, and He is the Father who knows everything past, present, and future. Praise be to Him as the glory and authority of all, for He is the Creator and Giver of all things in this world.

What your eyes see, your ears hear, and your lips speak, all things are created by the great God. May all flesh bless his holy name forever and ever.

Pray, pray to your God, that this world will move forward in an orderly manner.

After eating the food given to him by the gods, Julian bathed in the bath created by the gods to wash away the cold of his body and let the heat pour into his body.

Outside the castle of Dontyne, there were two cavalry teams running in the cold rainy night. One was sent by the Count of Noammon, who was ordered to intercept Julian on his way, harass the army, burned the baggage, delayed time, and hindered his advance, so that the Count of Noamon had enough time to gather his army, and that reinforcements had enough time to arrive, and the Count of Noamon came to the aid of Count Simon, who was his ally, and Count Simon sent an army of three thousand men to the Rock City of Count Noamon at this time.

"Lord Benson, the scouts sent out, no trace of Julian's army, and the heavy rain has hidden all clues. "The captain of this cavalry was named Bensen, a vassal of the Earl of Noamun.

"Find, keep looking, find out no matter what, such a heavy night rain is the best time to sneak attack, although the rain and fog hide their footprints, but also make us invisible. An army of 6,000 people, how can the target be so big that it will disappear without a trace, there must be traces to follow, find out, such a heavy rain they will definitely not be able to march, they must be encamped in a wide plain somewhere. They stop, we move, the initiative is on us. Benson commanded the adjutant.

"But my lord, the soldiers' bodies will not be able to support it on such a rainy day, and several cavalrymen have already fainted. ”

"It's an order. Benson glared viciously at the lieutenant who dared to disobey his orders.

The adjutant was afraid, and cold sweat was left on his body with the rain, "Yes, my lord." He shuddered, wondering if it was because he was afraid of Benson or because it was too cold on a rainy day.

"Send out a few more scouts. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

Poor Benson, he could not have predicted that the timid Julian would not hesitate to attack a castle in order to avoid the heavy rain, and he could not believe that Julian was soaking in the baths of Dontyne Castle at this time, taking a hot bath. They must have worked in vain tonight and gained nothing.

The other cavalry was a heavy cavalry regiment of a thousand men led by Barr on the orders of Julian, the Mad Dog Cavalry Regiment. He obeyed Julian's orders, detoured through the territory of Viscount Ureon, evaded the eyes of Count Noamun, and rushed to Boulder City, this heavy cavalry of 1,000 men, is Julian's last hole card, and its whereabouts must be traceless, traceless, and unheard.

"My lord, I'm afraid this heavy rain will not stop all night, we must find a place to rest, and we must have to travel for two days, the men and horses are already tired, and in addition to this heavy rain, if we continue to run like this, I am afraid that we will lose a few horses. At the same time, Barr's adjutant Bolton admonished his commander that the soldiers needed to rest, and so did the horses.

Barr stopped, exhaled a hot breath that drifted into the air and was immediately condensed into a fog, which was then dispersed by the rain.

After a moment's thought, Barr spoke: "We have nothing with us except a horse, weapons, and dry food, and we have no tents, so we go to get shelter from the rain, and with such a heavy rain, the tents will have to be blown down, unless there is some big cave nearby that can accommodate so many of us, and go in and take shelter from the rain." ”

"My lord, there are no caves or anything, but I just heard the scout's report that there is a village not far ahead, and the village is big enough to accommodate so many of us. ”

"No, this is the domain of Viscount Wrynn, and the Earl has no intention of making enemies with him. Barr understood what Bolton meant, the Mad Dog Cavalry Regiment was full of madmen.

"My lord, we are about to step into the territory of Count Noammon, and the village ahead belongs to Count Noamun. ”

Baal's black eyes rolled in his sockets a few times, and immediately became sharp, like a precursor to predation by a beast.

"Well, pass on my orders. Tell the guys that we have a place to stay tonight, and if we're lucky, we can have a good meal, but remember, don't let any of them go, kill them all. Our whereabouts cannot be revealed. ”

"Understood. Bolton's mouth cracked open with laughter as he received Barr's order.

Bolton immediately conveyed Barr's order to his comrades in the Mad Dog Cavalry Regiment, and the soldiers were instantly boiling and immediately became energetic, and the house, the stove, and the hot food to protect them from the rain were in front of them.

Black demons rode black hell horses like a tide to the village in the darkness under the dark curtain, and the black scythe of the Grim Reaper, dressed in black robes, was about to fall from the sky.