"You know, old man, everybody thinks I'm a pirate, and I tell you so. But in fact, I have never been to sea in my life. ”

- Sals Corson

The indescribable silence of Beiling at night, the smoke of the small village under the moonlight dispersed with the wind, and it was dark very early in Beiling. The villagers had just finished their meal, and the man at the table was laughing at two children, the older one was a girl and the younger one was a boy.

The peasant girl is not pretty, but she is simple and cute, with a sweet smile on her lips, like a mother who cleans up the dishes and chopsticks. The father is smiling and asking his daughter if she has a sweetheart, he doesn't want to find a rich family for his daughter, he just wants his daughter to be as happy as himself.

Soon after the autumn harvest was over, the families were so rich and happy, and the whole village was filled with happiness, and two drunks pushed the door out of one of them, and stood behind the house, laughing, unbuckling their trouser belts and releasing the water, without hearing the dense footsteps on the snow behind them.

"Wow, poof. Two sharp blades into the body, the two men looked at the sword blade leaking out of their chests, and there was indescribable pain in their chests, blood gushed up their throats, and the two of them couldn't make a sound. Two swords were jerked out of their chests, and they felt their chests thump and slam to the ground.

"What are you doing?" asked the woman, looking at her husband peeking out of the window, the woman's body was not as bloated as the average Northridge peasant woman, or maybe she was not yet old, and her strong shoulders and waist had a long and beautiful curves of a woman.

"It's fine. The man looked back and smiled slightly, and said, "Let's take the children to bed." As he spoke, he walked back and kissed the two children on the face.

Suddenly, there was a commotion and screams, and the man turned his head nervously, then turned around and pushed the child to the woman, telling her to take the child and hide. Then he turned around and picked up the axe that was on the wrong side, pushed the door and walked out. The woman hurriedly took the two children and hid in a corner of the house, but the poor house was so small, where did it come from?

"Mom, what's wrong with Daddy?" the boy looked up and asked his mother, who instinctively worried about his father, even though he didn't know what was going on.

"Shhhh The woman hurriedly stretched out a finger in front of her mouth to signal the boy not to speak, the commotion outside became louder and louder, and the door was slammed open, and the boy happily shouted to his father and rushed out, but the woman hurriedly went to stop but did not stop, and ran out in a hurry.

Hearing only a "uh", the boy made a soft noise, and the woman walked around the corner and saw the boy's body pierced by the sword.

The tall man in front of him drew the sword from the boy's body, wrapped in a thick fur cloak, and after the man came several people in the same costume, all of whom had big red noses, and in the woman's frightened eyes, the man in the lead walked up to the woman with a smile and two steps, and reached out and pressed the woman to the table.

The woman tried to resist, but was slapped in the eye, and then felt her arms being held down, and the hands of at least three people roamed over her, and her chest was violently cold, and the woman felt her clothes torn and her entire chest exposed to the air.

Just when the woman was powerless to resist, she saw her daughter with a little head poking out from the corner of the wall, and she shouted to her daughter anxiously to run, but she didn't dare to make a sound, only dared to open her mouth, hoping to tell her daughter with her mouth. As a result, it was seen by the man in the lead. The man bared his crotch, which had been hung out, gave up his highest priority, and walked alone with a smile to the place where the little head had popped out from behind the wall.

"No!" cried out the woman in despair, and the whole village cried out in despair.

Not far away, in a huge camp, a bearded Kakaman man was a burly man, his majestic face and exaggerated size made him look extremely huge, and a person beside him was reporting something to him,

"Morath is raiding the village again?" the man spoke in Kakaman's native language, with a huge gold medal decorated with a bear's head on his chest, and a hint of mockery in his questioning tone, and when he heard the news from his subordinates, the man smiled, as if he had thought of something happy. Looking at the map in front of me, there are still two days to go to the so-called Eternal Night City.

The crow flew up from one of the camp's flagpoles, swept into the sky and circled around and landed on a tall pine tree on the hillside. If you look at it from the crow's point of view, the army of the Kakamans is definitely more than forty or fifty thousand people.

At this moment, the Eternal Night City has also entered the night, the entire Eternal Night City looks tired, both the people and the sergeants have been very tired for the past two days, after hearing the news of the retreat, most of the civilians still accepted it very rationally, after all, most of the people have not experienced any war, but judging from the situation last night, it is right to go out to avoid it temporarily, in fact, even if there is no call from the lord, many people are ready to temporarily take refuge with relatives in the south.

In the Church of Light, several priests chanted prayers around the queen lying on an altar, and this process had lasted for nearly three hours, and Rhodok leaned on a pillar on the side to keep watch, until twelve o'clock in the night, when twelve death knells rang, the queen's body was lifted, a pyre had been erected in the center of the city, and the people spontaneously held candles to wait for the queen who had treated them kindly.

Rhodok looked at the coffin being lifted by the priests and was about to get up to follow. One of the guards hurried over, gasping and saying to Rhodok, "The king is awake. ”

That's right, when the last death knell rang, Pikes, who counted the bells, glanced at the king, and just when the soul-shaking death knell seemed to cleanse the soul, just as the last bell rang, Pikes saw the king open his eyes, and saw the king open his mouth and take a deep breath of air.

Rhodok ordered the queen's body to be placed on the pyre and waited for a while, and hurried to the lord's hall, pushing open the door and seeing Alan turning his head with difficulty to look at him, Rodok almost wanted to cry with joy, this is probably the only good news in so many days.

"Allen, Allen!" Rodok kept calling the king's name, holding the king's hand, which was raised a little with difficulty.

The king's eyes were full of sorrow, and he said with tears in his eyes: "I seem to hear the death knell, and Pikes says that Martha is dead, and Rhodok, tell me, this is not dead." ”

"Alan. Rhodok looked at the king with a frown, and he didn't know how to answer the king's question with a difficult expression on his face.

"Martha is here to protect you, we have been betrayed, you have been assassinated. Rhodok said.

Alan closed his eyes in pain, and finally accepted this fact, Alan said lightly, "Take me to her." ”