The Moonblade Axe is swinging, and the Virginians are roaring! By the time the Kujit guarding the village reacted and began to organize a defense, half of the tents had already burned, and the guards on the flanks had been shot down by bows and arrows, and most of the women and children left in Fesdena at this time were old and young, and it didn't take much effort for Lorna and Fatis to take control of the entire village, except for a few strong men and veterans who relied on the original fixed buildings to hold bows to resist, the women and children hiding in the tents were already under the guard of a dozen Nord warriors in Harispoye, and it was only a matter of time before the other side surrendered。

"Very well, then prepare to go to the west to support Ellen and them, and finish out their remnants with a flanking attack!" The girl wiped the blood from her sword and ordered Fatis to organize the collection of troops, thinking in her heart that as long as the reinforcements could come about three hundred, and they would bite the Kugit until they were outflanked from the rear, then the moonblade axe would become a nightmare for nomadic cavalry with nomadic nomadic nomads who had nowhere to escape.

"Report that the Kugit have appeared to the west of the camp!!"

For Fatis and Lorna, the bad news was an accident within an accident.

Could it be that Ellen only brought less than a hundred people to save them? The girl felt anxious in her heart, she naturally did not know that she had already come over with the sincerity of peace, the girl turned her face to look at the camp not far away, the man who looked like the leader of the other tribe was sturdily tied to the wooden pillar in the center, which would be the most advantageous bargaining chip for her to face the replay of the nomadic army next.

"Defend against the terrain!"

The Vekia soldiers, who had previously looked happy, were now overshadowed by frustration and fear, but they were motivated by the commander's orders and survival instincts. They had to move everywhere according to the instructions of the veterans, and the rear flanking turned into a defensive battle. In fact, Lorna is still a little lucky at the moment, in case the other party comes back a little late. He had already led the team out of the village, and it would be a nightmare to encounter the nomadic cavalry in the field

"What to do, is the leader going to rush in to rescue the leader?"

Looking at the skyrocketing fire in the village, all the cavalry present swept their angry eyes towards Ellen and the others, and several officers almost drew their sabers on the spot to hack the dozen or so people, but Besture stopped them, and the adjutant beside him felt worried. Whisper to the leader of the group what to do.

"Raise the banner of peace, we have a truce with the Virginians!"

Everyone, including Alleyne and the others, couldn't believe their ears, and some of the Kujit felt it was a betrayal of the clan. It was immediately announced that he would fight Bestur, but the arrogant steppe warriors ignored the request.

"We just need to go in now, and we can suppress them at any time, regardless of the number of people. ”

Arteman and Ellen also felt that the man in front of them was not as rude and unreasonable as ordinary nomads. Only Jamila was restless at the strange Kujit whisper in her ear, but it also made it impossible for her to know what she was doing. Otherwise, she would probably have fainted nervously by now

Some burned-out tents and wooden pillars of houses were piled up on the streets of the village. Behind this improvised barricade, dozens of archers drew their arrows, ready to open fire on the incoming nomadic cavalry. Fatis took refuge with a hundred infantry on the side of the house in the rear, while Lorna stayed with the archers and personally commanded the first-hand battle.

"Sir, the vanguard of the Kugit has raised the banner of peace. ”

"Send the order, let everyone stay ready for battle, and send twenty people to follow me. Command of this place is entrusted to Lord Fatis. The girl calmly straightened her collar and walked out into the street with twenty guards. Bestur's cavalry brigade approached him, followed by Alleyne and Jamila and dozens of Vecchian cavalry. Both army commanders looked at their opponents with stern gazes.

"King Lona Yarogrk has agreed to accept the Kugit exiles in the eastern part of the kingdom, and we have come to declare a truce," said Ellen with joy when he saw that the girl was okay.

"Shut up!"

The words popped out of the mouths of both the maiden and Bestur at the same time.

If that is the same thing, then Kugit seems to be a little more beautiful than Wiki.

The Kugit looked at the burned tent, glanced fiercely at the girl in front of him, and drew his waist knife.

Lorna quickly raised the long sword in her hand and did not flinch, and the shooter behind her got up according to the instructions, and aimed his bow and arrow at the enemy general in the front row.

The two sides confronted each other, and there was a howling cold wind that lifted the hem of everyone's clothes.

"Are they all dead?" whispered the steppe warrior.

"Those who can fight and those who are willing to fight are dead. ”

"What about those who can't fight?"

"All alive. ”

The Kugit put away their swords, and the cavalrymen around them also put away their weapons, and watched as their leader dismounted, and slowly paced in front of the girl.

"Is the tribal chief still there?"

"Tie it to the pillars of the main tent. ”

"You're not worried that I'll kill you and then destroy you all?"

"You and your front row are dead before that. The girl consciously moved the guy in her hand, and a dagger with a light was already on Bestul's waist at some point.

An inexplicable threat struck the Kujit man, and the brigade behind him was unaware of the anomaly. Only the two of them, who were almost close to their shoulders, tensed the muscles of their whole bodies, calculating their opponent's next move. Bestur moved his right leg slightly, allowing his body to be in an excellent position for hand-to-hand combat.

However, in the next second, the murderous aura on the two people disappeared almost at the same time.

"The Virgyas brought peace, and the Kugit accepted such a tiyì. ”

"Right and truce with you. The sharp dagger was inserted back into its sheath by an invisible hand

"In other words, the Virgians are already planning to join forces with Saiga"

"There can be nothing wrong with this kind of intelligence. ”

In the royal palace in Palaubun, a balding old man in the king's private room lies in the master's chair with a glass of red wine in his hand:

"Well, yes, the quality of the grapes from Viruga and the winemaking techniques of Uxhall are really good. ”

"And what's next for the godfather?"

Wearing heavy armor, Haraus seemed to have just returned from the battlefield, in fact, due to the contraction of the battle line in the past few days, he lacked anything to do, and even personally led the personal guard cavalry to the area of Emilin to clear the green forest bandits, but left a good impression on the rural residents along the way, many poor people spontaneously sent food to the knights, helped feed the horses, which is indeed rare in Swadia, where the class contradictions are very acute.

"It's not interesting to sue you for this, don't you just want to get that little girl back, it's a very simple thing. ”

"Will she be in Fort Loma in a month?"

"I don't know, it could be in Dremarg, it could be Loma, it could be Turbuk, I don't speculate. ”

"Well, maybe it's because of Ramon that you have the ability to openly do the slave business under the nose of that old fool of Ragnar. The king didn't care about the old man's rudeness, you must know that the "slave trader Ramon" was a one-handed cover in the underworld of Calradia, whether it was Swadia or Salander, many dignitaries could not help but give him face, and it was said that his business could always be done on other continents. Few people in Calradia have ever been to the homeland of the Nords, and Ramon is certainly one of them.

"My people are not as good as Segret's professional spies, and the court and aristocratic circles can't enter, so before I can't do anything, you should do your best to cultivate a group of new people." ”

"That's the way it is. ”

Aryne spread his hands and told everyone at the table what had happened, but both the Kugit and his compatriots looked at him coldly.

"Uh, do you have any questions?" As if sensing something was wrong with the atmosphere, the Virgian cautiously tested the attitude of the people around him.

Fatis chewed the roasted mutton vigorously, and the meat roasted in the nomadic way was so tough that the roots of the uncle's teeth ached, and Lorna took small sips of the mare's milk wine, which was not a good thing, but it also lifted the spirits of those who had drunk the snow water for two or three days, and Harris looked pensive, and everyone ignored Ellene's speech.

"Hey, this thing doesn't taste like the one from Rhodok."

Jami tugged at the sleeve of the young man from Vicchia, pointed to the cheese cube in front of him and complained, she still didn't understand a word of the Kugit language that was tossed and turned on the table just now.

The air around me was getting stranger.

"Ahem, about the residents of Kugit who died at the hands of the Vikia army," Bestur was the first to break the deadlock and talk about what had just happened.

"Oh, if that's going to happen, let's talk about the whereabouts of the natives of Fesdena. ”

Lorna didn't give any face, and in fact she guessed that the theme of the dinner table was to extort a large sum of money or more rights here when the tribal chiefs were lukewarmly asking for their hospitality, a trick she had seen a lot in Svadia.

"In fact, I can only express great sympathy for the two tragedies that happened here, after all, we were all at war before this, even if the whole village was slaughtered, it would not be surprising, you have this power, I also have it, but I am still merciful compared to you to leave women and children, so we do not owe you anything on this matter. ”

The girl glanced at Jamila and Fatis sitting next to her, two people who didn't understand the language of the place were looking at her expectantly, and only Aren was sweating for her.

Besture whispered a few words in the chief's ear, and Lorna noticed that the balding middle-aged man with four pigtails on his head seemed to listen to him, and she could guess who was in the hands of Bestur from his unilateral promise of a truce

(To be continued......)