The hill infantry commander Konid and his lieutenant Conca carefully control the horses through the war-torn Bow Valley, scorched by the flames, desolate and dilapidated courtyards, broken windows and pierced roofs dotting the roadside houses, telling the urgency of war.

Koneid was surprised not to find the body, and sniffed the slightly moist air, Koneider didn't smell any ** in the air, but the abandoned houses on the side of the road showed that they were not as far away from the Sambians as they thought.

Although the Commune was not in a state of war with Sambia, or even in a state of being co-opted by Sambia, anything could happen in a war situation, as a veteran of the Purple Dragon Legion, Konid did not want to put his own safety completely in the minds of the Sambians, and the cautious Konid still took the road that Conca deviated from and walked to the path in the woods.

The path in the forest is not easy to walk, the flat land that was originally frozen and hard is soaked by the abundant rain recently, the horse's hooves will sink deep into it, and the roots of the trees hinder the speed of the two, and at the same time make the horses more bumpy, Konid was born in the Purple Dragon Legion, and his riding skills are naturally exquisite, but Conca is from a mountain people, and he has just learned to ride a horse, in order to take care of Conca, Konid had to reduce his speed again.

The trees in the forest were still so hideous, not half green, and there was an unpleasant smell of rotten wood, but Koneid felt very comfortable, and his depression had been relieved a lot lately by witnessing the orcs raiding Cormier's town.

Koneid looked back at Conca from time to time, while recalling the correct route from memory, Cormier has an alliance with the Valley, and Bow Valley, as the most powerful military area in the Valley, is the western gate of the Valley, and has always undertaken the task of defending against the Sambians in the past, so Korneid has not been able to come to Bow Valley many times, so he was sent by Link to carry out the mission.

Pacifying the heavy Cormier horses that had been plundered from the town, and enduring the mud and the occasional exposed roots, Konid finally led Conca out of the woodland and into a relatively flat plain.

There are no oversized plains in the valley, and in the valleys of various terrain, small farms and pastures are dotted around, and the same is true of this plain, which is not large, the small amount of arable land is divided by the terrain, and the central area is a small village, and the valleys and forests are in the distance.

The winter wheat on the plains showed signs of burning, indicating that it had not escaped the invasion of the Sambian mercenaries, and Koned looked at the central village, and was surprised to find that the newly erected fence on the outskirts of the village was unmanned, and the hastily erected arrow tower was crooked, and there was no trace of the archers that should have existed on it, and the entire small village seemed to have disappeared.

Konid and Conca need to go to Gongqiao Town, the capital of Bow Valley, and come all the way by horse, both people and horses are sleepy and lacking, and need supplies and rest, the next village does not know how far away from here is, Konid only has a general impression of the route, so although the situation in the village is a little wrong, Konid can only venture into the village to rest, otherwise in this state, if he encounters Sambian mercenaries, he may not have a chance to escape.

Most of the houses in the village were made of wood, the roofs were covered with thatch and wooden strips, the thick doors kept Konaid's searching eyes firmly at bay, and the few stone houses were also a little crooked, as if they were the work of the same drunken stonemason, the village smelled of human excrement, several shallow gutters were frozen from the cold winter temperatures, and there were no stone slabs laid in the town, and Konold forced himself not to look at the contents of the gutters.

After wandering around the village at will, Konid carefully dismounted, and together with Conca, who was covering his ass, calmed the hungry mount, and the two of them comforted the mount as they led it to the village pens.

Although he didn't see anyone, with the instinct of a veteran, Koned keenly felt that the two of them were under surveillance, and it was likely that there was more than one archer aiming at the two of them with their bows in the gap of the door panel, and the archery skills of the Bow Valley people should not be underestimated.

Konid raised his hands high, shouted loudly, and carefully showed the pendant around his neck to the invisible defenders, the sword-shaped pendant was a little sweaty, and it looked shiny, it was the veteran pendant of the Purple Dragon Legion, Konid tried to prove his identity with this, and he had been in contact with the Purple Dragon Legion for a long time, and the people of Bow Valley who were trained by the Purple Dragon Legion should be no stranger to this.

Conca raised his hands in the same way, and the two mounts snorted dissatisfiedly, and soon, just as Conca had expected, the doors of several houses were opened, and several Bow Valley militiamen in leather armor with their longbows in their hands came out, and several militiamen who came out of the thatched pile lowered their wooden spears and carefully took away the swords and daggers of Conca and Conca, as well as the iron bones around their waists, and took them away from their mounts at the same time.

Conca looked at the horse that was taken away, a little uneasy, Konid signaled with his eyes that Konca should not be nervous, and then tried to talk to a childish militia boy next to him, before he could speak, Konaid, who was trying to be aware, was pushed hard, and an old, gray-bearded old militiaman took Konaid's pendant away and began to talk to Konid in fluent Jondas.

Konid was only briefly interrogated, the Sambians and Cormiers were both of the Jondas race, and the language, culture, and physical characteristics of the two sides were almost indistinguishable, so Konaide and the two were still the key suspects of the Sambian spies and were escorted to the militiamen's tavern.

The village tavern seems to have become a gathering place for the militia, and a large number of villagers gather in leather hunting suits, holding rusty spears and old bows, and Koneard and Conca are escorted here to be questioned by the tavern owner, who is also the leader of the village militia.

"Earl Cormier's emissary, I have only heard that Cormier is in chaos now, and cannot help us against the Sambians. The militia captain said nonchalantly.

"We need supplies, we need rest, we need to get to Bowbridge as soon as possible. Koneard negotiated.

"This is our spoils, what do you exchange for food and shelter?, how do I know if you are really the messenger of the Count of Rausch, or the spy of the Sambia cubs?" the captain asked playfully, playing with the money bags that the militiamen had seized from Konaid.

Konid felt a headache all the time, although Link had explained to him the difficulty of this mission, but Konaid still didn't expect to encounter the current situation, just now he had told the militia captain a lot of training methods and establishment of the Purple Dragon Legion, the heavy cavalry of the Bow Valley was also trained by the officers of the Purple Dragon Legion, and the militia captain who was born in the Bow Valley Cavalry should be easy to distinguish his identity, and now it is a little difficult to say so.

Just as Konid was about to speak, somewhat irritated, a militiaman stumbled in and shouted, "The Sambians are coming!"