Chapter Seventy-Four: Counting Omissions
Ora looked at Lirezi in disbelief. www.biquge.info In her image, the wizard had never made any jokes, and since he said that the village was not safe, it meant that something must happen here, but what would happen?
"Let's go now. ”
Rillez repeated his request again in a commanding tone, and when he saw that Ora was still looking at him quietly, he turned his face to the inside of the wall.
"He won't say why?" Ola pursed her lips. She reached out and pulled Rirez's face towards herself, a gesture that made Ririzi frown in defiance, but the purple eyes eventually met her.
"Leave others alone, just go by yourself. Lirezi closed his eyes uncontrollably.
"I'm missing......" his voice grew softer.
Ora reached out again and gently shook the wizard. Lirizzi didn't react at all, and he actually fell unconscious again at this time......
On the other side, the battle between the nightingale and the peregrine falcon is still going on in an orderly manner.
At this time, there were still about a dozen people left in the camp where the ballistas were stationed. Although a few of the guys in charge of the night stayed at their posts obediently, their minds drifted to another place.
Just now, the Nightingale's people really sneaked over and came up with the idea of using a ballista. The people they sent were not small, but unfortunately they were far from the peregrine falcons. What's even more ridiculous is that the leader of this group is actually a woman.
"Why did those guys chase them out for so long? It can't be that the woman is having fun, right?"
There was a guy on night duty rubbing his hands around the campfire and muttering all sorts of dirty things. He was oblivious to the two figures behind him, and by the time he realized that death had come, the back of his head had been stoned.
Worse still, the guy who wanted to shut him up forever was obviously inexperienced, and that moment was neither fatal nor knocked him unconscious, and the guard suddenly let out a scream like a pig, and then was smashed with a dozen slams like a shower.
"Damn, what's next?"
Seeing that the hapless guard was finally silent, the two guys holding the stone looked disgraced.
The commotion was so great that several people were drawn over, and they were pointing their bows at them, and they only had stones in their hands. Can you stand up to your opponent with stones?
Perhaps, they can also bend down to pick up the weapons of the dead, but to pick up the weapons in front of the guards is to make themselves die faster?
The two young men, who were not a few years older than Hawke, fell into despair for a moment. However, when they were about to give up on themselves, an unexpected change occurred. I saw several guards who had gathered around and fell to the ground one after another, each with a feather arrow stuck in their backs, and it seemed that they were all heart-wrenching blows!
The question is, it's late at night, and it's surrounded by obscured vegetation, what kind of shooter does it take to do that?
"Who's over there?" asked a man who finally had the audacity to ask.
"It's me, Leok!"
Leok, who walked out of the shadows and ran eagerly towards the two of them, hurriedly answered. He turned his head to look at the Shattered Star Arrow behind him, and then added, "Well, there is also an elf who is helping us. ”
"Oh my God! you're all right. Another exclaimed.
"I ...... I played a trick up the hell to make the peregrine guy think I'm dead......"
For a while, the three of them put their arms on each other's shoulders, and they could no longer suppress the excitement of the moment of reunion.
"By the way, are you here to dismantle these ballistas? I think...... It's better to have one more person to do it faster. When we're done, we can walk together. Leok suggested.
At the same time, under the surprise of Hilles and others, the peregrine falcon was lured out of the camp and the centaurs were in a bitter battle. However, out of fear of Drogris, a lack of oversight of the real situation, and a bit of self-righteous luck, these people did not send a signal for help at the first moment. By the time Droglis's side sensed that something was wrong, the men and horses that had been sent to surround Syris were only barely able to support it.
"What will Drurgis do? Will he abandon the slopes he currently occupies to reinforce this group of men?"
Far away in the nightingale village, Ora, who was trying to guess the situation of the battle, suddenly realized something - why did Drogris risk being dragged into the quagmire to take care of those people, once he was forced to hurry, he could directly turn the finger at the village!
"It turns out that this is what Lirizzi called an omission. But why didn't he say it sooner?"
Ora looked at the wizard who was still unconscious. Rirezie was still frowning in an unconscious state, and his expression looked extremely guilty, and people couldn't bear to blame.
Ola remembered what Riadlin had said - if the little wizard's body could hold up, he would definitely go out himself. But he can't hold on!
"Are we relying on him too much?" said Ola, feeling suddenly guilty.
"There are some things that we should think of for ourselves, and he tried his best to collapse...... But what to do now?"
At this moment, there are only two types of people in the village, the sick who can't even walk and the villagers who have no power to fight. The rest of the guys who could fight were all sent to the "front line", after all, only by attacking with all their might could Nightingale turn the tide of decline. In other words, the nightingale village is now vulnerable, and Droglis's men can kill as much as they want.
Ora's brows were tightly knit together. The situation before her was almost inexplicable. She didn't have the capacity to remove the sick people from the village, and she didn't even know how to notify the villagers who were still moving. Because she couldn't speak, and because most of the people here couldn't read a word, they couldn't communicate smoothly.
To make matters worse, there must not be much time left for her, or Lirizzi wouldn't have reminded her to leave now.
"Really listen to Rirez, don't care about others, just go by yourself?, but in that case, what's the point of us fighting for half a day?" Ora thought with confusion.
The reason why Syris, Hawke, Liadlin, and so on are against Drogris is because they don't want to see this homeland destroyed, and they don't want to see their relatives become slaves.
But if survival is not guaranteed, then what's the point of fighting for more?
Aren't they risking their lives to fight against powerful enemies so that more people can survive?
There must be a way, Ola thought, taking a deep breath and trying to calm herself down. A moment later, she looked around again, trying to find some sign or guidance from her surroundings, while one of her hands unconsciously caressed the arrows of the nightingale's cry.
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