For a week after the arrival of the Valstad Imperial Expeditionary Force, the movement of the large army was not hindered in any way, and the soldiers enjoyed the scenery along the way.

It is a land of abundance, flat and wooded, and the thickness of the fallen leaves accumulated over the years is amazing, and the fertile soil seems to ooze oil.

On this day, the expeditionary force finally found traces of human activity, and they passed by an untended farmland, in which all kinds of crops were growing in astonishing condition, much taller and stronger than those grown in their homeland, which fully demonstrated how suitable the land of the New World was for farming.

The commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force gave an order that no one should trample on the farmland, and the army slowly moved along the path on the side of the field.

A grenadier from a peasant pinched the ears of wheat on the side of the road and exclaimed, "Look at these plump grains, what a good crop!" The owner of this farmland did not know what to think, and he abandoned these treasures, and let the weeds grow, the pests gnawed, and the good crops were gradually abandoned. ”

Another soldier said: "This must be the farmland planted by our migrant farmers, who were forced to abandon the fields and flee because of the enemy's attack." ”

"Those damn Sylvinians are so daring! Don't dare to confront us head-to-head on the mainland, and instead attack the unsuspecting colonies, damn it! What kind of ability to drive away a few peasants! ”

"That's why our expeditionary force is here, to save our colonists and drive these Sylvinians out into the sea!"

"But I didn't find anyone along the way, let alone the enemy army, I didn't even meet half of the civilians, and I don't know where those farmers fled."

The soldiers chatted as they followed the field path, and at the end of the farmland, there was finally a human trail in front of them, which looked like a small village, and a few thick wisps of black smoke rose from several burning rooftops, reaching into the sky.

"Oh my God! It is the village of our colonists! They're under attack! Save our fellow citizens! Rush with me! A cavalry officer shouted anxiously.

When the soldiers arrived at the village, they found that all that was left was the ruins, the villagers were gone, their property had been destroyed, and several thatched huts had been burned to the ground.

Arriving in a shed, they found the carcasses of several cows, the wounds were scorched around the holes, apparently caused by gunfire, and the slightly flattened wounds were left by bayonets.

Dalí went into the backyard of a hut and found several torn dresses and a thick hemp rope left on the ground.

"From these traces, it seems that the enemy army ransacked and burned the village, the villagers were tied up and taken away, look at the scattered skirts, the enemy soldiers probably violated the lady of the village."

One of the generals cursed: "These brutes! How can they do that! This is a grave violation of the international laws of war. ”

Dali shook his head helplessly, "War makes people crazy, not to mention that this is a place outside the law, being away from the civilized world will expose people's barbaric nature, and it is difficult to limit the looting behavior of soldiers, so we must be vigilant ourselves." ”

At this moment, a hussar captain ran to report to him: "Your Excellency, our scouts have discovered the enemy, and there are at least 200 people near the woods ahead, flying the banner of the Sylvinian Empire, and some peasants bound by hemp ropes. ”

"Without further ado, it's important to save people!" Dali immediately gave the order: "General Poigny, you chase after you with the hussars and chasseurs, don't let them run away!" ”

About two hours later, Dalí arrived at the front of the encounter with the main force of the expeditionary force, by which time the battle was over and the small force of the Sylvinian army was completely annihilated.

The nearby ground was strewn with iron hooves, discarded rifles were scattered everywhere, and the cavalrymen were examining the corpses of enemy soldiers.

Dalí picked up a saber full of gaps, then threw it aside and asked one of the officers, "How is the battle?" ”

"Your Excellency, in this battle, a total of 90 Sylvinian Imperial soldiers were eliminated, 124 were captured, and we lost 9 cavalrymen and 21 were wounded."

General Poigny came to him, turned over and dismounted, "Fortunately, it was discovered early, and the bound civilians were saved." ”

Dali noticed the other man's blood-stained arm, "You're wounded, Poigny. ”

"It's okay, fortunately it didn't hurt the bones, the projectile was grazed by the muscles and penetrated, so it didn't affect the activity."

General Gavin looked anxious, "You idiot! I'm still strong when I'm injured, but it's terrible if I'm infected! Go find a military doctor and bandage it! ”

"You two guys, you quarrel a lot on weekdays, but you still care about each other very much, hahaha!" Dali laughed, "Gavin is right, you hurry up and find a military doctor to bandage your wounds, and we will go to comfort our compatriots, and then interrogate the prisoners later." ”

The rescued villagers looked terrified, huddled one by one, their faces blackened by gunsmoke, and the marks of hemp rope binding on their wrists.

The cavalry officer brought an old man to Dalley and introduced them to each other: "My lord, this is Mr. John, the chief of the village ahead. "Mr. John, this is Lord Dali Einfurt, the Elector of our Valstad Empire, and the commander-in-chief of our expeditionary force. ”

"Mr. John, are you alright?" Dalí asked with concern.

The old man held his hand tightly, leaving tears of excitement: "Lord Marquis! You are the benefactor of our village! I thought the country had forgotten about us! ”

"That will never happen, our Empress really cares about every Valstad, look at these warriors in front of you, we are here to save our compatriots."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness!" With that, the old man began to cry again.

"Mr. John, I have some questions for you, did those Sylvinian soldiers make ...... Kindness...... It's the kind of thing that endangers the women in the village, please answer it truthfully, and you must tell the truth, because it is a matter of life and death for some people. ”

The old man replied, "I know! Several villagers' wives and daughters have been killed! My family also came close to misfortune, and a few vicious soldiers dragged my two granddaughters into the backyard and tore their skirts with bad intentions, but fortunately their superiors stopped them in time, and although I hated them, this is the truth. ”

"I see, thanks for your answer."

After a while, the captured Sylvinian soldiers were forced to line up, and the villagers began to identify those who persecuted them.

The convicted soldiers were executed on the spot, but their commander was exempted from the death penalty because the villagers said that he was of good character and discouraged the barbaric acts of the soldiers several times, and that the 117 Sylvinian officers and soldiers who were found innocent had their lives saved but were also taken into custody.

Dalí sent a team of sappers to help the villagers extinguish the fires, rebuild the destroyed houses, and leave them with a lot of dry food, drinking water and industrial products, and the village was saved, and the people of Valsta felt the warmth of their homeland.

Mr. John, the village chief, led the villagers to thank the expeditionary force, and many girls fell in love with the young men in the army and secretly promised to marry.

The next day, the expeditionary force set out on the expedition again, and the scouts searched everywhere, tracking the tracks of the main force of the Sylvinian Imperial Army.