Chapter 56: Spencer

My father led five or six horsemen to the woods outside the camp. ()

By this time the sky was almost dark, and there was still a bright black and red edge on the mountains in the southwest, and most of the sky had turned into an empty blue. A few seemingly non-existent clouds floated in the sky, illuminated by the afterglow of the setting sun, showing black edges.

There were a few patrolling cavalrymen walking back and forth, and when they saw their father, Houkao had come to check on them, and when they saw that it was an officer on their side, they all greeted him.

"What's going on?" The father lifted his helmet and asked, "Dimitri's servant told me he had been attacked. ”

"Yes, sir," said a young horseman, whose father saw the soldier wearing the coat of arms of the Dimitri family on his chest, "and the attack on our patrol wounded Sir Dimitri. ”

"He's hurt? Isn't it said that there are only two dozen Kujits? ”

"Those men came fiercely, they bypassed our watchtower, and quietly hid in the woods, and when we approached, they suddenly rushed out. Commander Dimitri rode in the front and became their main target, and most of them were wounded. ”

"Take me to him," the father ordered, and then gave Sam the shield in his hand, and followed the cavalryman on his own horse.

The two rode forward, and the soldiers behind my father followed with whips, and the ground roared.

In the woods, my father saw Dimitri, who had taken off his armor on his chest, half of his cotton shirt and one of his arms already bandaged. The bandage was reddened in a large lump.

Hearing his father's voice, Dimitri glanced at this side, his face was pale and terrible, and his forehead was moistened with cold sweat, which shimmered in the afterglow of the setting sun. Dimitri raised his arm: "Hit an arrow, the archery skills of the Kugit are not bad, this guy is it"

At this time, my father saw several soldiers grabbing a young man by the hair and pushing him over. The young man softened to the ground like a lump of mud, and his father saw that his face was covered with blood, presumably because he had just been beaten.

"How many soldiers have been lost?" The father asked, "Why are you so careless, it shouldn't have been you who came to patrol the camp today?" ”

"Three sentries outside the watchtower have been killed, their heads have been cut off, and my soldiers have just found the bodies of those poor men. We have no casualties here, no'''

My father saw the corpses of the Kugit lying on the ground, one of which appeared to be completely intact, but the chest had been pierced. The man was dressed in thick clothes, and only a handful of blood flowed out after being pierced, making it look as if the man wasn't dead.

"The Kugit have learned a lesson," said the father, leaning over to examine the bodies of the men. His father, who had never dealt with the Kugit on the battlefield, was now suddenly curious to know what the former bandit leader would be like if he had survived to this point, and which side he would be on.

"Well, four of them died and one was captured alive. I guess they didn't expect my cavalry to be so astute."

Dimitri told his father that as they were passing by, a dozen arrows suddenly shot out of the grass, knocking over a horse on the spot, and knocking Dimitri off his horse. Swadia's cavalry dispersed immediately after being attacked, and then nimbly dodged the arrows fired by the Kujits. After the cavalry dispersed, the lethality of the Kujits' shortbows became insignificant, and the Swadias and Kugits began to chase and fight.

On the plain battlefields of Dehrem, such chases between light cavalry were common. The Swadia cavalry grew stronger and stronger, and the uneven ranks of the Kugit made them look powerless after a long battle. Now, in the south of Zhivadin, old acquaintances meet again.

In the engagement, Swadia's cavalry quickly killed and wounded several Kujits, one of whom turned around and shot arrows, not noticing Dimitri rushing from the side. When the cavalry rushed to Dimitri's side, Dimitri bent down and cut off the horse's leg with his long sword, and the horse fell to his knees with his front leg in severe pain, and threw the soldier four or five meters away, and the fellow had just gotten up from the ground, and the Svadian knight, who had just been annoyed by his arrow, rushed behind him and cut his shoulder blade with his short sword.

The father frowned, then turned his head to look at the captured Kujiit.

Seeing this, a soldier stretched out his torch and lit up the man's face. When my father took a closer look, he was suddenly shocked in his heart, how could this person look so familiar.

Suno''Prom''' '

"Are you''?" The father looked at the man with a frown.

"My lord, I heard the head of the Kugit call him Spencer." The soldier with the torch said, "He is the one who wounded Master Dimitri." ”

"Spencer''", the father still couldn't remember, "Have I seen you?" ”

When the man heard his father's words, he opened his blood-blurred eyes, and looked at his father with cloudy eyes. The man's expression was visibly dazed, as if he couldn't tell if it was reality or a dream.

The father was a little hairy by this person's staring, but he was anxious to determine the identity of this person, so he reached out and patted his face, "Hey, boy, have I seen you?" ”

Dimitri walked over curiously, "What's wrong?" Do you know this Kujiit? He seems to be a subordinate of the Kugit chiefs, and if he hadn't dragged us all the time, the leaders of the Kugits would have been caught. ”

The father looked up at Dimitri, thinking about what he had said.

Suddenly, the captive broke free from the hands of the two soldiers and rushed towards his father, who sat down backwards in shock, and then saw one of the soldiers pull the rope around the captive's neck and pull the guy back. The captive was caught in the neck with a rope, spat out a mouthful of dirty blood, and the raid on his father failed.

The father decided to bring the man back for interrogation, and the two soldiers tied the captive's hands and feet and hung them on the back of his horse, as was often the case when dealing with captives.

The captive had completely forgotten the danger, and as soon as his throat could make a sound, he began to curse, and after hearing a few words, the father remembered who this man was.

The man scolded: "Svadia little brute". Standard Swadian accent.

The father remembered a lot of things at once, and a fire burst out of his eyes: "Ah, ah, I remember, you are the servant of that Kugit bastard, that what Ukhru remembered, when I was fighting with Ukhru, you fanned the flames and told him to shut up, Sam, I don't want to hear him howl"

The flame in his father's heart burned all at once, and Jill's departure was inextricably linked to the family of the person in front of him. Whenever his father thought that Jill might have been exposed to the wilderness by now, and Elune was enduring the scorching sun on the prairie, his heart felt a pang of colic.

Sam took off his helmet and struck Spencer twice on the head, knocking him unconscious.

"Head," Sam cried, "this man is married to you?" ”

After hearing Sam's words, my father suddenly realized that he had just lost his temper. After thinking about it carefully, Jill's departure also had a lot to do with him, and his father waved his hand, not wanting to mention it again.

Dimitri had heard about this incident at his father's house when he was in Ilindaha, and at that time Dimitri did not expect that this incident would affect his father so much, that his father could not help but be angry when he thought of Gil's fate now.

The group marched in the dark wilderness, surrounded by occasional night sentry cavalry following from afar, and after confirming the identity of the group, they quietly disappeared into the night.

The night on the plains was very humid, and the people with an oppressive atmosphere were out of breath.

There was a large camp ahead, and a cavalryman rode forward to inform the soldiers at the camp gate to let them go, and the soldiers checked their equipment one last time and prepared to return to the camp.

Dimitri walked over and whispered, "What are you going to do with this person?" It seems that he is more important to you than to me, so leave it to you for interrogation. ”

"Yes," the father nodded thankfully to Dimitri, "I need to ask him about the whereabouts of one of them." ”

"The Jill?"

"No, you don't understand, Jill ''''Jill'' has long since disappeared. I want to know where Jill's wife was taken by them. ”

"Arcadio '''The girl you're talking about, that girl may not be Jill's wife, Gil''"

"Who said that" The father suddenly shouted, ignoring the eyes of several soldiers around him.

The soldiers saw their commander in conflict and left the place in amusement.

When my father saw them leave, he continued, "I grew up in the same clothes as Jill, and drank the milk of a woman, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is my brother. It's a shame for my family''We didn't do anything when Gil needed it'''As a result, the Kugit took Elune, bringing war. Anyway, Elune is Jill's, if Elune is alive and well, if Elune is doing badly, I swear, I'm going to hang that Ukhru on the tree with my own hands, and this Spencer next to Uhru," the father was a little incoherent with excitement, his mouth trembling with excitement, "You know what, they broke Jill's leg alive"

"If only he weren't a servant," Dimitri sighed, "I have seen many noble sons who are useless, just because they are nobles, but they can get beautiful and virtuous wives. ”

"This damn title is like a trench drawn over everything," the father looked up at the sparkling camp around him, and saw a few horsemen at the gate of the camp looking this way, waiting for him to return. Father untied his leather gloves and patted the mount's neck as it slowly walked towards the camp, "I'm thinking about something, Dimitri. ”

"Huh?"

"What if you changed the whole world?"

"Change?"

"Yes, the wise men of the pioneers told us what it is: no cruelty, no killing, equal life. People get their wealth by their own hands rather than the blessings of their ancestors; People are respected by their own virtues, not by blood. It's the kind of life of a Zen master.''"

"Hehe, it's hard to bring the things in those ancient stories back to reality."

"The Rhodoks are already doing it."

"Arcadio"

"Huh?"

"If one day, I can really make the world like this, I will do anything for it."

This dream seems too far away, so far away that two people can't find much to say. Ride back to camp.

Under the city of Zhivadin.

A group of cavalry was hurrying through the night, when suddenly dozens of torches lit up around them, and some hidden Vekian soldiers with spears and halberds approached from the surroundings, and many soldiers aimed their bows at these cavalrymen.

"Who are you?" An ambushed soldier asked.

Out of the cavalry came a young man with a slight wound. He threw out a few round objects in front of the Vekia soldiers, which were bloody heads.

"I am the future master of the Eagle Yang Mountain tribe, I have come at the call of the guardian of Zhivading, I am Uheru"

Several of the soldiers examined the heads, and they saw the Swadia soldiers' hair ornaments and bright blue eyes.

In the darkness, the Vekian soldiers scattered like a school of fish, leaving a large road in between. These soldiers knew that many Kugits had joined them, and although the Kugits had lost a lot on the battlefield in the south, the Wikijans had an ugly record during this time. As for the son of the chief of this tribe, although these Wikibians don't really care, there is no need to conflict with him.

Ukhru walked past the soldiers, striding ahead.

By the dim moonlight, Ukhru saw the walls of Zhivadin as if they were a cliff covering them. Uhru suddenly had the feeling that his future fate was as insurmountable as this cliff. Soon after, a chaotic commotion sounded above the city gates, and a group of soldiers began to creak and stir the turntable, slowly lowering the drawbridge. For this guy who didn't enter the city on time, the Vecchia soldiers didn't have a good feeling. Several of the soldiers were laughing at each other as Ukhru passed, without the solemnity of the lord entering the city.

Uhru tightened the reins and walked through the dark gates.

The war horse gasped, majestic and loud.