The sun is scorching and the heat is scorching

Love Millin

"Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell!" the village alarm bell rang

The villagers scattered in a hurry, and the dust rose to the sky in the distance, and the sound of horses' hooves and shouts of killing was incessant. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The soldiers blocked the entrance of the village in an orderly manner, erected large shields and spears, and prepared to meet the attack of the Kujits.

All the soldiers were ready to meet the iron hooves of the Kujits, but after a long time, the sound of horses' hooves continued, but there was no sign of the Kujits!

Roland frowned, the soldiers defended at the entrance of the village against the scorching heat, and the Kujiit only heard his voice and did not see him, for fear that it was a fraud!

Hector came running from the back of the village, panting and saying, "Cao, this... Whew.. This king eight... The Kugit from... It's coming from behind!"

Roland secretly shouted that it was not good, behind the village entrance was the Slovak defense area, although there was a main general to guard it, but the number was less than 100 people, there were several miles of land in the village and behind the village, and it was impossible to reinforce in a short time, Roland muttered, "I hope you don't have an accident!"

"Toot toot toot!" Slovakia sat on a mattress, humming a song and drinking ice water, looking leisurely.

Suddenly, the sound of killing outside the village shook the sky, the sound of horses' hooves shook loudly, and the soldiers hurriedly erected the big shield, but unfortunately the Kugit were too fast, and before the big shield was erected, the Kugit rushed in, and there was a great chaos behind the village.

Slovakia hurriedly picked up a knife and rushed forward to join the war group.

It's a pity that Kugit has the advantage in numbers, and it was a surprise attack, which made the Svadia army morale great.

"Look at these lowly Swadians~" a Kujit said to his comrades beside him, knocking down a Swadiya army

"With this kind of combat power, you still dare to come out and revolt?" the comrade-in-arms replied with a smile

"Haha, let's see how many kills we can make.... "My comrade-in-arms was about to joke when he was suddenly shot in the neck and fell to the ground.

The Kujit people were shocked, "Hey, wake up, hurry.... Uhhh

A green-robed and red-faced general on the mountain!

"I am the Martial Saint Guan Yu Guan Yunchang! Wait for more and bully less, quickly dismount and surrender, otherwise don't blame Guan's subordinates for being ruthless!" Guan Yu shouted!

The Kugit people were immediately furious, and one of the Kugit people pulled out of the battle group and said to Guan Yu, "Who are you? Dare the Kugit Empire run rampant?" My name is Warren Kellett, an ordinary Rhodok villager. Born in Rhodok after independence, he lived in the village of Chelez near the town of Djerkhala. The people here have made their lives here by their own hard work and the gifts of the mountains. Rhodoc is the most famous source of velvet in Calradia, and almost every Rhodoc woman weaves smooth, colorful velvet. Although the Swadias outside the mountains are all made of the velvet of Viruja. But the quality of the velvets we produce near Djerkala is also excellent.

When my grandfather was young, the lords of the place came to our village to buy velvet. My father was a farmer

My mother was an ordinary peasant woman, and I heard that her ancestors were noble!

Outside the mountain, I heard my grandfather, who had been a soldier, say that it was Swadia. There are plains and patches there, and they are all fertile land. They also don't have to worry about going hungry, as the mountains of golden wheat that pile up at harvest speak for themselves. I heard that there are also noble knights there. But why should those knights exploit us cruelly when they don't have to worry about food and clothing? When I was a child, I often wondered like this, and from then on I made up my mind to go out of the mountains when I had the chance.

Originally, I was born to live a poor but peaceful life. Until I was twenty years old......

Ah, it's a new day today. Hopefully it's a good day. A big lazy crunch stretched. "yes, I hope so. Stop daydreaming, you big slacker, and get down to work. "The person who said this is my good friend who I grew up playing with Fla Bla Bla La. "I don't know why your mother gave you a kugit name," I still sat on the bed, rubbing my sleepy eyes, and snorted, "You dare to complain about my name, believe it or not, I stripped you naked and threw you into the mountains to starve to death!" I stood up, stretched, and saluted him again, and then lay back on the bed, "Come on, blessed her, are you really going to throw me out?" I think it's better to use your father's old hunting crossbow that hasn't been used for a few years to shoot rabbits." "You ......," Folade was momentarily speechless by my rebuttal.

"Boom~Boom~" Suddenly there was a faint sound of horses' hooves in my ears. It seems to have come from outside the village. I immediately raised my guard and jumped out of bed. "Fola, do you hear the sound of horses' hooves, it looks like a caravan is coming?" "How is it possible, this is not Viruga or Aaron, what are the merchants doing here?" Looks like we're in trouble, follow me back to my house and get that hunting crossbow. Quick!" said Fella anxiously. "Fola, are you that nervous? I think it's better to go out and hunt rabbits...... Hey, Forabel is pulling me. Hey......"

Meanwhile......

On the outskirts of the village of Chelez.

"Sir, didn't you say that raiding the enemy's village was not the right thing for a knight to do?, why did you ...... with this Marshal Harengus this time?" a Swadia knight questioned Earl Greyward, "Son, you are still only a knight, and there are many things you don't understand. Don't worry, I'm not Harlanger, I'm afraid I'm going to die if I don't look at that scumbag......," Grayword said helplessly. "Oh, the old Swadia is thinking about those Rhodok mongrels too. There was a cold, sarcastic voice at the front of the group

"Listen, I don't want to listen to your tirade now. As a knight of integrity, you shouldn't be so verbose, right?" Harongoth was visibly impatient. "I'll make you pay!" Grayward's nephew snorted, drawing his sword and glaring at Harongoth. While the two sides were tense, Grayward couldn't sit still, "Enough! Will, take back your sword!" "Uncle......" Will was still a little unwilling, this was the first time Will called him uncle. "Take back your sword!" it would be a great rebellion for an ordinary knight to hold his sword against the marshal for the sake of a little quarrel!" Graywoard was unmoved. Will reluctantly withdrew the knight's sword. "Greyward, it seems that you really have a good way of managing your men! Anyway, the infantry and crossbowmen will be under your command, and when I lead the cavalry to rush in and go on a killing spree, I will surround this village. I don't want that one to run out of your encirclement. Harengoth shook his fist into the air fiercely. "Listen to me. Grayward replied with a blank face.

Over there in the village of Cherez......

The sound of horses' hooves became more and more intense, not at all like a caravan but like a cavalry charging. But I still have a little bit of luck in my heart: I hope it won't be the Svadians, right?

"It's not the right atmosphere, Warren. Let's grab our crossbows and leave the village immediately!" Fula sensed the danger. He was about to drag me out of his house, "No, I have to go and tell my parents to run with me." "I suddenly remembered that my parents were still harvesting crops in the fields. "The Svadians are coming!" suddenly came a miserable cry from the entrance of the village. "You're crazy! It's dangerous! It's too late to do this! Come with me!" Fula was in a hurry, and I staggered to the east of the village by Fula.

"Svadia, charge, kill these Rhodok mongrels!" Harungus shouted with his sword raised, "Rush—" More than fifty Swadian knights rushed towards their prey like a pack of lions. "Shoot! for Svadia!" the crossbowmen began the first round of fire coverage. The lives of the villagers are harvested in an orderly and efficient manner. The organized resistance of the villagers was completely crushed when the knights stormed the village. "Die, you lackeys of the nobility!" a young villager picked up a rake and prepared to stab the horse of a Swadian knight, but the next moment he was beheaded by the knight's sword. A villager was chased by the Stockings Knight and trampled to death with his horse's hooves, and he didn't even have time to scream. Some villagers didn't even see the shadow of the Swadians, so they ended their lives with a steel crossbow bolt.

Just as we were about to leave the village. "Whoa," "Get down," Fula instinctively fell down. In an instant, a steel bolt pierced through my head and pinned it a meter in front of me. Fula and I stood up and looked back. A group of Svadian crossbowmen were winding their crossbows, and in front of the crossbowmen, a group of cavalry was rushing towards the innocent villagers. He wears a silver-white sleeveless plate armor on his head, a huge helmet on his head, and a military horse or a red hunting horse under his crotch. Is this what the Svadian knights look like? One of the knights noticed me and Fula. As if wanting to take our heads, he rode his horse and charged at us, "Don't you always say that you want to see what the Svadian knights look like, now we are going to die by their swords," Fula said with a wry smile. Over there in the village of Cherez......

The sound of horses' hooves became more and more intense, not at all like a caravan but like a cavalry charging. But I still have a little bit of luck in my heart: I hope it won't be the Svadians, right?

"It's not the right atmosphere, Warren. Let's grab our crossbows and leave the village immediately!" Fula sensed the danger. He was about to drag me out of his house, "No, I have to go and tell my parents to run with me." "I suddenly remembered that my parents were still harvesting crops in the fields. "The Svadians are coming!" suddenly came a miserable cry from the entrance of the village. "You're crazy! It's dangerous! It's too late to do this! Come with me!" Fula was in a hurry, and I staggered to the east of the village by Fula.

"Svadia, charge, kill these Rhodok mongrels!" Harungus shouted with his sword raised, "Rush—" More than fifty Swadian knights rushed towards their prey like a pack of lions. "Shoot! for Svadia!" the crossbowmen began the first round of fire coverage. The lives of the villagers are harvested in an orderly and efficient manner. The organized resistance of the villagers was completely crushed when the knights stormed the village. "Die, you lackeys of the nobility!" a young villager picked up a rake and prepared to stab the horse of a Swadian knight, but the next moment he was beheaded by the knight's sword. A villager was chased by the Stockings Knight and trampled to death with his horse's hooves, and he didn't even have time to scream. Some villagers didn't even see the shadow of the Swadians, so they ended their lives with a steel crossbow bolt.

Just as we were about to leave the village. "Whoa," "Get down," Fula instinctively fell down. In an instant, a steel bolt pierced through my head and pinned it a meter in front of me. Fula and I stood up and looked back. A group of Svadian crossbowmen were winding their crossbows, and in front of the crossbowmen, a group of cavalry was rushing towards the innocent villagers. He wears a silver-white sleeveless plate armor on his head, a huge helmet on his head, and a military horse or a red hunting horse under his crotch. Is this what the Svadian knights look like? One of the knights noticed me and Fula. As if wanting to take our heads, he rode his horse and charged at us, "Don't you always say that you want to see what the Svadian knights look like, now we are going to die by their swords," Fula said with a wry smile. Hurry up, move everything valuable, and set fire to those who can't be moved. Don't leave anything of value for those Rhodoks. A Swadia sergeant was urging a newcomer light foot to carry looted booty.

"Look, good old man, isn't this a beautiful scene?" Haringos looked at the fruits of his "labor" with satisfaction. "On the contrary, I'm more interested in why I'm here with you. Grayward rode over and spoke face to face with Harongoth, his face a little ugly. "Good old man, what do you think we are doing in this barren mountain and wilderness, just burning down a village?" said Harongoth slyly. "Oh, you old fox, I'm afraid what plan you have with Your Majesty to deal with those brown bears?" Grayward immediately understood what Harangos meant. "Why else do you think we came here from Sharitz? Are the defenders of Fort Garmic blind?"

Harongus then pulled out a pocket map of Calradia from his bosom and looked around cautiously. Only then did he unfold the map and explain to Grenwald that "King Harlaus has signed an agreement with the Sultan of Hakim, and the Sultanate of Saland will do everything in its power to help the Kingdom of Swadia to capture the Jamich, Amera, and Edpoles Forts, and of course the three forts and their subordinate villages will be theirs." You know how a pack of lions can kill a brown bear. One by one, the lions take turns to attract the brown bear's attention and drain its energy, and when the brown bear is exhausted, it will be the day of its death!I'm afraid that His Majesty Harlaus is now having a banquet in the city of Veruga!" Harungus smiled sinisterly. "That's a great idea, so where are we going now?" said Grayward with his standard nice-guy smile.

"Djerkhala!"