The fire more than doubled in a very short period of time.

Houses made of paper windows and wooden frames have no effect on suppressing fires.

The explosion of "bang bang bang" came from the eaves and was the sound of heated fixing nails popping out of damp and swollen wood.

The flames that spread down from the thatched roof first scorched the support part of the roof, and the tongue of fire licking down the support pillar like a coiled snake ignited the rice stalks and clothing that the poor laid on the ground for warmth. People screamed and fled, but as soon as they fled into the street, they were immediately shot.

You can only run into the dark alleys, you can only jump into the cold watery rivers that lead in all directions, and you can only hope that the samurai who are running around do not realize their existence.

The child, who had been separated from his mother, stood alone in the dark alley and cried loudly, wiping his tears and snot until the corners of his eyes and the tip of his nose were broken, and he cried even louder.

Some people who had fled were about to turn around and take the children away, but as soon as they turned around, they only heard a "boom!!", and the beams that had been burning for a long time collapsed, and the dark alley and the child no longer existed.

Gritting their teeth, they could only turn around and forget about it all, and continue to fight for their own survival.

No one thought of resisting the samurai, and even if the village bandit ronin who was shot to death dropped a knife or spear on the ground, no one who fled for their lives had the courage to pick it up.

They just fled desperately, in a panic, until the sound of horses' hooves sounded behind them, and they were pierced through the heart or cut in the head with an arrow.

Or fall into the icy water of the river in early spring, cramp from the cold, sink like an iron scale because of the water absorption of the clothes on the body, only to make a splash and drown—but this is still a lucky way to die, unfortunately those who have suffered from hypothermia and are rescued, convulsive and die in front of their families who thought they had escaped and cried with joy.

Children, the elderly, men, women, men and women, different genders and appearances, the only common ones are:

They are all civilians.

Civilians were not allowed to resist the samurai, and even if they were killed, they had to turn around and flee.

The imprint engraved on the soul deep into the bone marrow took away the sword in their hearts.

But then again, even this village, with a total population of more than 6,000 people, can muster the courage to stand in front of more than 2,000 well-trained and equipped professional soldiers.

It also makes no sense.

The garrison was unilaterally slaughtered in the moment it encountered the large army, and the more than 500 private soldiers led by the two most powerful people in the swamp village now basically ran away with Saburo alone.

The trees fell and scattered, although the village was not clean, and it was basically the ultimate performance of male thieves and female prostitutes. But even if it were a village where everyone was simple and kind, the samurai would not hesitate to slaughter.

What does a strict hierarchy mean?

It means that in the eyes of high-level people, lower-class people are like domestic animals, and they are not equal human beings at all.

They are educated in this way, they are indoctrinated with this kind of thinking, and they are exactly what they are doing.

Under the cover of night, the sage and the girl of Luo'an, who ran back to the entrance, saw such a scene between the monstrous fire and the even darker house under the sea of fire.

The knights of Rigal were never truly noble, and it was not uncommon for knights on both sides to slaughter vulnerable civilian infantry during the struggle between Avenella and Sivalier.

But it's very different.

Rigal's knights slaughtered the infantry only to choose a relatively weak opponent, and they still had to bear the risk of being killed by a counterattack. Throughout the ages, there have been countless cases of militia killing knights on the battlefield or taking revenge out of indignation.

Choosing not to face a strong enemy but to pinch a soft persimmon is admittedly a shameful act.

But this is still a drop in the bucket compared to what the samurai are doing in front of them.

For example, the knights of Rigal would not have taken pride in slaughtering unarmed civilians.

And the commoners, on the other hand, would not decide that they should not rebel against the nobility even if they died.

The concept of upper and lower classes that is deeply rooted in the bone marrow makes all the actions of the dominant nobles appear "reasonable and proper". Like a bird that has been kept in a cage for too long and has forgotten how to fly, not only do the civilians not resist their enemies, but even when Henry and Mira try to stop a samurai from killing a civilian, several others rush up to stop them.

- This is not to worry that the two will also be injured, but purely and spontaneously, defending the samurai who are slaughtering them.

"Where did you come from, go back!" "Don't meddle with your business!" The civilians who shouted so loudly were finally frightened by the great sword in the sage's hand and fled in all directions.

"There's something wrong with this country, isn't there?" asked the girl Luo'an, who said bluntly, staring at the sage with her sparkling eyes.

The class concept that has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people has been strengthened again and again over the course of a long history, and has safeguarded the unity and stability of the country from top to bottom.

But times are about to start changing.

The Land of the Moon is now like an old turtle suffering from inflammation, and the thick shell on which it once depended is now fueling the disease. Even if there is inflammation and swelling of the pustule inside, there is no outlet for catharsis, and everyone can only be squeezed in it, enduring endless pain.

Until the shell breaks, or death strikes.

This kind of thing is always clear to the onlooker. Coming from different cultural backgrounds, from the chaotic West Coast, from a small kingdom that lacks strong class divisions because of its renascent, the two men who started this journey can see the root of the country's ills.

But it's like the slave problem of Padrosi.

With such a large country, the direction in which it is moving cannot be easily changed.

"Spectator"

"Outsider"

"Stranger"

"Outlander"

"Outsiders"

Sages are talented, and this is genuine. His unparalleled sword skills combined with the knowledge and wisdom accumulated by his long travels can turn the tide on his own, and few people except him can do it.

The girl Luoan is also talented, and at her age she has this kind of experience and fighting skills, although she is a famous teacher and a high apprentice, but it is also closely related to Mira's own studious intelligence.

Even so, in many, many times like this, they are merely spectators.

An outsider.

A civilian who even stretched out his hand and drew his sword to stop in front of the samurai would be saved and shouted, "Don't meddle with the strangers."

People who have difficulty changing what they see in front of them.

So.

Should you just not do it?

Because they can't be grateful, they may even blame the rescued for the fear that the samurai will take revenge on their families afterwards, because they can't change everything, because they can't save everyone.

Should you give up trying to save even one person?

The glow of the fire was reflected in the eyes of the Roan Maiden, and the Sage reached out and rubbed her hair, gripping Kramer tightly.

"Since you're an outsider, it's natural not to follow the rules here, right?"

"Hmm!"

The flames burned, and the two men walked side by side, past the smoky ruins, and under the cover of darkness, they rushed fiercely towards a passing samurai.

"Na (sh)-" "Bang !!!" The helmet with huge shoulder pads that the Moon Country used was hit by Kramer's counterweight ball, and the moment it shook like a fruitful branch, the sage did not retreat, but further grabbed the blade of the sword with both hands, hooked the samurai's neck with the gauntlet and pulled him off the horse, while Mira rushed up with an arrow and grabbed the reins to control the opponent's car.

"Shhh

There is no need for an opponent who has already lost consciousness to make another death move, although he may also be given death afterwards after defeat, but this person still has at least one chance to choose after waking up.

Unlike the countless civilians who have died here.

"Bang-knock!!" The samurai who shot down the second time did not die, but his courage to draw his sword and rush up to face the sage brought only death.

"Shhh

"Shh

"Let's go!" the two rode their horses through the battlefield quickly, and with the means of transportation, they moved even faster.

The obedient horses were extremely obedient, and in order to keep them from panicking on the battlefield where the flames were burning, the war cries and the smell of death, the horses were carefully selected, and most of the stallions were castrated to avoid emotional instability.

And this advantage is one of the elements that the Sage and the Luoan Maiden can use.

They are experts.

And the samurai were also experts.

So they understand the other person's way of thinking and can decipher the choices that the opponent will make.

The burning of the village was the first step in the siege, and the samurai on horseback were in charge of this. But the burning of the village itself was only to evict people from their houses and to form a siege with flames, followed by a targeted, carpet massacre by the infantry.

There is nothing wrong with this command arrangement, and it is a very standard practice. The problem was that instead of encircling and setting fire to it, they broke in through the main entrance to the swamp village and began to spread inside.

While it is true that the swamp-based village is extremely difficult to surround from the outside, it also allows many people who do not live near the entrance to see an opportunity to escape.

"Young and vigorous, high-spirited. If a middle-aged man who thinks he knows some art of war hears all this, he must give such a comment.

But this is not to blame the man who led the troops, he came here in search of revenge.

"Spread out, spread out!" Captain Ashigaru drove his men into a huge village, a village of more than 10,000 people in total, and although the population was decreasing by about 100 people a minute, the chaos caused by the crowd and the massacre continued to grow.

Only a few hundred people have managed to escape by boat, and hundreds more have tried to swim to escape, but most have drowned in the icy waterways.

Flames, screams, and slashing sounded one after another, and the two of them, riding horses through the shadows, finally found the traces of the person they were looking for.

They saved a lot of civilians along the way, although it was only for a while, and whether they could really escape depends on the other party themselves.

Oiran is smart, and the scattered ashigaru people run towards a place where there are many people and the houses are still intact. In the darkness of the charred ruins, it is impossible to imagine that there are still living beings.

She took advantage of the blind spot of thinking that was dark under the lamp, and hid all the way here, covering her wounds.

There was still a residual heat in the burned houses, and the debris on the ground made it sound for anyone to step on it.

It's the perfect hiding spot, with its own alarm.

When Mira and Henry arrived, the Oiran was visibly nervous, and then a wry smile appeared on her dirty, beautiful face in the faint moonlight.

"Is that girl asking you to save her, you know at a glance that she is a soft-hearted fellow. She knew that Henry and Mira understood the language of the Moon Country, so she spoke.

"San Lang's lost dog, he has always felt that he can't muster up the courage to fight, and he always steals his life. But—ahem, ahem," she coughed weakly, and then said self-deprecatingly, "But I, who despise him, and am too confident to see the reality clearly, is the one who ends up like this." ”

"None of them followed, those men, who usually drank and boasted about their exploits, acted as if someone would be killed by them on the spot if someone broke into the prostitution parlor in the next second. None of them followed. ”

"Pity my sisters, they were shot to death to protect me. I survived by hiding under their corpses. ”

"But what's the point of living. What do I live for? She hung her head, her messy hair slipping aside, and her precious silver hair ornament was bent and damaged.

"Probably not. The sage opened his mouth in a steady tone.

"How to live for revenge on that man. ”

".......," Oiran was silent, and after a while raised his hand to cover his mouth and chuckled very reservedly.

"You're such an interesting outsider. ”

"That's it. She sat up and gritted her teeth as she was involved in the pain.

"That's the purpose for the time being. ”

"Survive. ”

Henry turned to lead the horse, and Mira stepped forward and took the other hand.

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