It was night, and Tulsi Town was immersed in the tranquil moonlight.
It was already time to go to bed, but the old mayor, Lacey, was not sleepy at all. He sat alone on a tree stump in the open space in front of his house, silently smoking a cigarette. Those eyes, which were already somewhat turbid, occasionally flashed through the scenes of the past. In those scenes, there would always be the figure of his grandson, Wook. That little fellow had never been a quiet person. He had been very naughty since he was very young, which made the old mayor angry and love.
Lacey couldn't help but laugh when he thought of Wook peeing in his teacup when he was a child. But then, the old mayor was drowned in great sorrow.
Not long ago, Wook was executed on the grounds of desertion. When the instructor announced this to him, the old mayor almost fainted. He only had one grandson, but now, Wook had left this world forever. The only reason the old mayor didn't swing his walking stick at the instructor, but silently asked him to leave. After that, no one saw Lacey for three days.
The person he loved the most was gone, but life had to go on. So Lacey appeared in front of everyone again and personally sent the soldiers away a few days ago. Those were the residents of the small town. They were other people's husbands and sons, but now, they only had one identity, and that was Sir Maud's soldiers.
They left the town and will soon enter the battlefield. The old mayor didn't know how many people would be able to return intact at that time?
The soldiers of Storm City withdrew, leaving behind only a squad of about ten people. They stayed in the town and lived in the camp outside the town. From the direction of Lacey's house, one could vaguely see the fire in the camp.
However, the fire seemed to be a little bigger tonight, and the old mayor rubbed his old eyes. When the night wind brought a burning smell into his nose, the old mayor was sure that the camp was on fire!
A moment later, the bell tower in the town rang, waking up the familiar people from their dreams. Lacey shouted with all his might, "Fire! The barracks are on fire. Everyone, get up and put out the fire. "
However, the young and strong men in the town had already left. Most of the people who walked out of the house were women, men who were already menstruating. When they were about to organize people to go to the barracks to put out the fire, a team suddenly rushed into the town. In front of them was a group of Knight Knights, and behind them were Warriors wearing half masks. They were holding torches and swords, gathering all the residents of the town together.
The guns in the hands of these people terrified the people, especially at this moment when the men of the family had left the village, making the women feel even more helpless. Fortunately, the other party did not use force, which made the old mayor feel a little relieved.
A young man who seemed to be the leader walked out of the crowd and asked, "Who is the mayor of this town?"
People subconsciously looked at Lacey, and the old mayor was not going to avoid it. He stood up and said, "I am Lacey, my lord. Take whatever you want, just don't hurt these poor people. "
The leader nodded. "Listen, we are Dick's father's men. Now, this town belongs to us. As for resistance, that military camp outside the town is the result of resistance. Now, I want you to take out all the food. All the food. If I find out that anyone is hiding it, hehe, I hope you won't regret it. "
Lacey said with a bitter face, "My lord, the men of the town have been drafted into the army. There isn't much food left. See if you can leave some for us. "
"Cut the crap. I don't have that much patience. If you don't hand it over, we can kill all of you and take it ourselves! " The leader snorted coldly and intentionally emitted a faint killing intent. As a result, the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped a little.
The old mayor could only ask people to bring the food from home, from bread to jerky, and even the ale that people had brewed themselves. After taking all the food away on horseback, he said to the old mayor, "Go tell your Sir Maud that Dick's father is no longer prepared to cooperate with him. He's taken a lot of benefits from us over the years. Now, we're going to get it back bit by bit. "
Lacey stood there in a daze, not understanding the meaning of the young leader's words. The surrounding residents began to discuss. Their focus was naturally on the cooperation between Maud and Dick.
Of course, they knew that Dick's father was the most powerful bandit in the Bloodstone Wilderness, but they had never thought that their lord would actually cooperate with the bandits. Now, it seemed that there was some reason between them. Otherwise, there wouldn't be tonight's revenge incident. After the team left, the old mayor and a few other courageous residents arrived at the barracks. A few simple houses in the barracks had long since been set on fire.
In the open space of the camp, the corpses of ten soldiers appeared in different places. They all had traces of resistance, but they were mercilessly killed. Those blood-covered corpses seemed to be an indication of Dick's father's determination.
This night, Storm City's territory was not peaceful. With Tulsi Town as the starting point, three towns not far from each other were attacked. Without exception, the town's defenses were quickly destroyed, and none of the soldiers of Storm City were spared. The town's food was looted, and the only good thing was that ordinary residents were not harmed. However, without food, they were unable to maintain their lives. Thus, the townspeople began to move to Storm City and brought a message from Dick's father.
"Ridiculous!"
In Storm City's City Lord's Mansion, Mo De shook his head and said, "Unless Dick is crazy, he won't do this!"
Legg, who was standing beside him, had just given a detailed report of last night's attack. He didn't dare believe it either, but the people who had moved to Storm City had almost the same caliber, which inevitably raised suspicions. Legg said in a deep voice, "Is Dick dissatisfied with the distribution of our benefits over the years? That's why he did this to inform us? "
"Then he's tired of living. He's been able to live a good life all these years. Isn't it because of my protection? Otherwise, he would have been killed long ago. How about this, send someone to find Dick and ask him why. In addition, send a team to the border to take a look. If you encounter the murderers from last night, capture them first. "
"I see." Legg bowed and turned to leave.
That evening, a crusade team left Storm City. There were ten Raging Thunder Knight in this team, and the rest were Gale Infantry. Leading the team was Legg's adjutant, Covey, a Level 13 Knight. With the configuration of this team, it was enough to annihilate the thugs who attacked the town last night. Judging from the information gathered from people's mouths, there were only twenty to thirty thugs who attacked the town. In Covey's eyes, this number was simply not worth mentioning.
Along with the crusade team, there was also a Raging Thunder Knight, who headed straight for the direction of the Bloodstone Wilderness. The Knight didn't notice his departing back and fell into a pair of eyes. However, even if he discovered it, he probably wouldn't care. After all, who would pay attention to a small snake lying in the grass by the side of the road?
In the blink of an eye, it was already night, and a small bonfire was lit on a slope. The Knight sat by the fire and ate his dry rations, while the warhorse beside him ate the green grass nearby peacefully. After the men and horses had rested enough, the Knight went out again. Due to the seriousness of the situation this time, he was instructed to travel day and night and bring back Dick's father's information as soon as possible.
Down the slope was a narrow path, and the cold moonlight shone on the road, filling the earth with a lonely and desolate aura. The moonlight shone from behind the Knight, drawing a clear shadow on the ground. Lonely journeys often made people slow to react, and the Knight's thoughts even drifted to his young wife at home. Only when another shadow appeared on the ground did the Knight appear. He didn't know when another person had appeared.
The black robe was constantly fluttering in the wind, making the two sides of the robe look like bat wings. The galloping man was faster than a galloping horse, not much slower than the warhorse beneath the Knight. He still had time to smile at the Knight, and then a few streaks of black lightning flew out of his arms.
The sound of air breaking rang out.
The Knight instinctively leaned back, causing a few pitch-black throwing knives to miss. However, one of the throwing knives stabbed into the warhorse's front leg. The warhorse cried out in pain and fell to the ground. The Knight rolled off the horse. Before he could adjust his posture, his feet suddenly tightened. He looked down and saw a chain wrapped around his heel like a viper. The chain pulled back violently, causing the Knight to slide forward.
The black-clothed man was dragging the chain with both hands, pulling the Knight in his direction. In the midst of the chaos, the Knight pulled out his long saber and nailed it into the ground. He tightened the chain and stopped himself. He hurriedly got up, and in a blur, the other party had already pounced over.
In the man's hand, a pitch-black dagger flashed like black lightning. The Knight stepped on the chain and was able to draw his steel saber to face the enemy. The dagger in the man's hand appeared and disappeared like a ghost. He circled around the Knight and continuously attacked. Every time the dagger appeared, it was like the scythe of the Grim Reaper from the shadows, every move was fatal.
The Knight's body gradually bled, and he began to be unable to keep up with the man's speed. The long saber in his hand became as heavy as a thousand kilograms, and the saber's momentum gradually became uncontrollable. When there was a wide and deep wound on his neck, the battle finally came to an end. From the moment the Knight fell off his horse to the moment he died, the entire process took less than three minutes.
Looking at the fallen Raging Thunder Knight, Belmore smiled. He put away his dagger and pulled out the knife from the horse's leg. Once again, he put the Knight's corpse back on the horse and slapped the horse's butt. The horse ran in the direction it came from. The warhorse was injured, and by the time it returned to Storm City, it was probably already dawn. Belmore could almost imagine Maud's expression when she saw the Knight's corpse.
At that time, the misunderstanding between him and Dick should have deepened, right? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but whistle, "What a wonderful performance."
While the sigh was still floating in the air, Belmore had already flown in another direction.
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