"I can't wait any longer," Kenny told her. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 He stripped off his burlap garment and put on a shiny leather vest, covered with sterling silver chain mail, with a black steel sword and a suede dagger tied to his belt, and a gray wolf-patterned cloak that she had woven with her own hands on his shoulders, but the armor was engraved with the Assyrian sickle crest. "Now their whereabouts are unknown, if the alliance army alone is fine, but there are tens of thousands of Nipur citizens who came out with us, how can you make me wait?"

"Do you know where they went?" said the white dove stiffly. They stood in the original study of White, on the west side of the castle in the woods, next to the king's chambers, and only a long corridor away from the main hall. Already cold lunches were on the table, and a servant was collecting them from the table. "Give me a little time, and I'll help you find them, and then it's not too late for you to go." ”

"I said, stop using witchcraft. Kenny stood up from his chair, his silver boots clattering against the floor, and his tall and burly figure made the servant retreat in fright. "Put the wine here, and take the rest. He glanced at the servant and said, then took the bronze cup encrusted with emeralds, poured himself half a glass of wine, and turned back to his chair.

"Lord," Camille's golden head poked through the door, "the order has been delivered, and Sir Neo says that the army will be ready to be drawn in about a quarter of an hour. A low wolf howl rang out from outside the door, as if echoing Camille's statement.

"Got it. Kenny waved at him.

"My lord, Sir Neo said—"

"We'll talk about that later, let them get ready!" Kenny whispered.

"Where the hell are you going to find them?" said Camille as he withdrew with the servant serving the plate, and the white dove asked Kenny, who was shaking his glass.

"We were separated in the city of Nipur," he said, "and the troops were divided into two lines, Alan and Sersi holding off the enemy, and me and my own soldiers were in charge of evacuating the crowd. It reminded him of what had happened before the torrent arrived, and he couldn't remember exactly how long it had been, but the scene flashed before his eyes like a phantom, so he told the white pigeon about the situation.

The white dove listened quietly. In other words, after the torrent poured into Nippur, they first came to Assyria in search of revenge, but were exiled by White. "After all, you still don't know where they are, do you?"

"It's better than staying here and doing nothing. Kenny stood by his guns.

"Find three people in the forest of the kingdom—"

"At least ten thousand," Kenny interrupted, "the townsfolk must have been settled somewhere, otherwise it wouldn't be the five thousand Confederates who would have been seized." ”

"Okay, ten thousand. The white pigeon shook his head helplessly, "But nameless, whether you find three people or ten thousand people in the kingdom's forest, it is as difficult as fishing for a needle in the brahai." What's more, Assyria is not only the Kingdom Forest, but also the Dragon's Blood Forest, the Ghost Shadow Forest, the Rose Forest, and the Nightsong Forest, where are you going to find it?"

"I don't know," Kenny admits, "but what I do know is that I have to go to them." ”

"So, you might as well stay here and wait for me to ....." White Dove stopped and looked at Kenny as he stood up, "..... Do you want to go now?" she changed her tone, calm as usual, no longer as enthusiastic as she had just been.

Kenny looked at her blue eyes and nodded.

As the wolf-patterned cloak fluttered in the wind, he rode steadily on a gray armored warhorse. Camille rode on a shorter black horse, the white wolf trailing by his side, and Neo at the front, holding aloft the Union cross, which fluttered in the wind, and behind him the soldiers marched through the gates in a column of five, the tips of the steel spears glistening in the sunlight.

He knew that the white dove must have watched him from the place where Lin Zhongbao had the widest field of vision, with those deep sea blue eyes. He didn't look back, he didn't say goodbye, until the lively cheers behind him died down and fell silent.

"Lord," Camille said, turning her head to look at the vanishing ancient city of Assyria, "just as I went to deliver the order, Captain Neo told me that they had set out from a ravine on the border between Nipur and Assyria, and before that they had encountered another Confederate army. ”

"The other?" Kenny snapped, "Confederate forces?"

"Angolan cavalry regiment, to be exact, Captain Mike. Camille said, "Don't you notice that these cavalrymen are ..... in front of you?"

A fast horse galloped from a distance, interrupting Camille. "Lord, there's some trouble ahead. "Neo, the deputy captain of the Guard, was dressed in heavy armor, with riding boots and a sword at his waist, and a velvet-trimmed cloak fastened to his left shoulder with a sickle. Needless to say, his body was also a gift from the white dove.

"What's wrong?" said Keniler, who stopped his horse at his crotch and looked across the cavalry.

"There are a lot of refugees in front of us, it seems to be our people. Neo turned his horse's head and pointed south.

Kenny frowned slightly and kicked the horse's belly, and the white wolf beside Camille howled, and the three of them immediately galloped wildly. They traversed the winding seas of people, trampled through fields and orchards, and along the Kingdom Road, when the horses stopped when they were about to reach the Kingdom Forest.

People came in a steady stream from the south, young and old, women with babies in their arms, boys with bare feet, and old people on crutches. Some rode in wagons or carts drawn by oxen, but many more rode livestock: malnourished ponies, skinny ploughing horses, mules and donkeys, and even a woman led a cow and placed her daughter and a baby boy on its back.

Standing on his horse, Kenny saw a carpenter pushing a one-wheeled cart loaded with various tools, and behind him, another man pushing another wheeled cart, the man was stained with paint from hand to shoulder, he guessed that the man had been a lacquerer, but in the cart were two babies wrapped in worn-out blankets, crying.

But most of them still walked on foot, carrying their belongings on their shoulders, their faces alert and tired.

As Kenny prepares to dismount and inquire, a familiar figure catches his eye. "Eugene?" he hurriedly dismounted, and walked towards an old man dressed in tattered robes, covered in mud and blood, and when he walked up to the man, a stench came over his nose. "Elder Eugene?" he called again, and the old man raised his head slightly.

Ken..... Lord Kenny?" The old man's frozen hands pulled out of his wide sleeves and looked at the tall and mighty knight in front of him with his mouth wide open.

The crowd around them stopped. For a moment, countless pairs of tired eyes converged on Kenny.

"God Namu bless, God Namu bless, God Namu bless....." Eugene held out his bony hands and gripped Kenny's armarmor tightly, muttering incessantly.

"Quick, tell me!" Kenny grabbed the skinny veteran, "Where's Alan? Where's Selsi? Tell me!!"

Eugene stiffly trembled, his dry lips squirmed twice, but without making a sound, Camille handed over the water bag, and Eugene poured two sips of sweet water before speaking. "We made our home in a ravine in the border area, and we were fine," he wiped the water from his chin with his sleeve, "but somehow an army came and insisted that we hand over little Lind, and then someone quarreled with them, and then the guards left behind by Lord Allen fought with them, but the weapons of those men were on fire, and the guards were outnumbered, and then they ..... Fire all over the mountains..... Mountains all over ....."

"Oh, shit!" Camille cursed angrily as he grabbed the fainting Eugene.