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Zachary put on the heavy helmet, and a cold gaze shot out from the helmet's eye sockets. He glanced at the man and woman in the group of Cardan refugees in front of him, and no one knew what he was thinking.
It wasn't until a low horn sounded from the castle behind him that he seemed to wake up. He pulled out his bloodstained longsword and slapped it heavily on the back of his mount. Then, he dashed forward, stirring up a trail of smoke and dust.
"Helmets, armor, weapons, tags, bags … This is the third time to check. If there is anything missing or lost without fighting, behead them!"
He roared loudly on the back of his mount as he galloped past one panicked warrior after another.
In the past few months, he had fought with the Earthlings, the Guis, and the undead army … After fighting for so long, he didn't know who he would fight tomorrow.
But ever since he met that Earthling for the second time in that magnificent "palace" and fled without fighting, he had stubbornly survived again and again. Every time he survived, he would be promoted by one rank. Now, he was a chief warrior that he didn't even dare to dream of in the past, and he led a team of 100 people.
A year ago, even if a chief warrior didn't have to have an aristocratic background, he still had to have outstanding military achievements. Very few civilian warriors could reach this position.
Now, after every battle, countless people died, and the system had long collapsed. It was said that even the chief knight, who had to have aristocratic qualifications, had to be quickly promoted from civilian veterans.
The intense destruction of the war was not only reflected in the refugees gathered in front of him, but also in many depths that he couldn't reach in the past.
His current superior, Zachary, had secretly told him not long ago that if they could survive until the end of the war, they would definitely become a new aristocrat. If they made great contributions, they might even get a fiefdom.
Zachary didn't particularly hate the cruel aristocrats, nor did he look forward to becoming a new aristocrat. In the past few months, he had seen the highest death rate on the battlefield from the young aristocratic knights.
The old aristocrats of the Cardan people gradually lost control of the entire Empire, and the new generation of young aristocrats erupted with the incredible ancient spirit of the Cardan people in times of crisis. This was one of the important reasons why the Empire was able to survive until today, and they had paid the price of countless blood.
Zachary did not understand any of this, nor did he want to understand. He was only thinking about how to survive tomorrow.
"Zachary, take your men and disperse the refugees. Don't let them block the way!"
His superior, Zhen 'er De, galloped over on horseback from afar. He waved his riding whip and pointed directly at the ragged Qadan refugees not far away.
"The army is about to set off. You are one of the vanguards. Your mission is to clear the path and drive away the sun. There are too many corpses on the road! I heard that this place is close to your hometown? Sigh, it's all the sins of the undead … "
Zachary responded and did not continue the topic of his superior.
Looking around in silence, the winding road at the foot of the castle mountain was littered with broken corpses, most of which were left behind by the undead army.
Under his helmet, he could clearly see a few hungry Cardanians sneakily picking up pieces of meat and stuffing them into their pockets.
This reminded him of when they had been besieged in the previous castle. Everything had been eaten, and even the skin on the walls had been torn off and cooked. Someone had started to kill people … This was a scene that could only appear in the chaotic war era of a thousand years ago, and it was happening right in front of his eyes.
Fortunately, they had survived. They had passed through a few castles and even obtained a batch of mounts. The food supply in the army could barely support them.
"Flag Commander, where are we going this time?"
In the past, Zachary would not have asked. He would usually remain silent because it was useless to ask. After all, it was a war, and it was the same everywhere.
But today was different. He wanted to go back and find his elderly mother to see if she was still alive. Although he didn't have much hope, he still had some thoughts. That was his only concern now. In addition, he also vaguely heard some news from the grapevine.
They were going to fight the Earthlings again!
Furthermore, it was the same place, and the same Earthlings!
If the news was true, he would simply suspect that the brains of the nobles in the castle were really broken.
Did they think that there were not enough dead people?
In the depths of Zachary's soul, what he hated and feared the most was the god-like Earthling. It had destroyed everything he had, but it had also created his current status.
Every time someone mentioned the achievements of his promotion, they would snort and feel that he was just a veteran who had no choice but to rely on too many dead people. However, when it was said that he had fought with the Earthling twice and had miraculously survived, everyone looked at him differently.
In particular, he had once stabbed the Earthling at close range. Although he had not stabbed the Earthling, no one dared to look down on him just because of this. In fact, the young nobles in the castle often invited him over and asked him to recount the details that he did not want to recall over and over again.
Not only that, but he was also someone who had crawled out from the undead army. However, he did not dare to speak much about what had happened that night. In particular, the strange voice that claimed to have come from the starry sky was forever buried in his heart.
"How would I know!" Zhen Er was so angry that he cursed, but then he mysteriously bent down and whispered to him, "I'm afraid the rumors are true. The god and the Seventh Princess have met once. That day, I was on duty not far away and saw everything clearly."
Zachary did not say anything. He did not understand why he had to ask for help from the Earthling not long ago, but in the blink of an eye, he had to start a war with him. The situation was unpredictable and chaotic, but the higher-ups had decided that he could not avoid it. He had to go, and he had to be the vanguard.
"Don't think too much." Zhen Er saw that Zachary was deep in thought and thought that he was too afraid, so he comforted him. "Even if we go, we'll just be putting on an act. There's no need to risk our lives. The main force should be those gods who drive away the fierce sun. It's not easy for us to survive until today. After the war, you and I will be nobles and should enjoy it. Be careful not to die!"
Zhen Er lowered his voice when he said the last sentence. Zachary nodded blankly. There was another wave of horn sounds in the castle. It seemed that a large group of people were preparing to set off. Zhen Er did not dare to delay. He pointed at the refugees and hurriedly gave some instructions before rushing back to the castle.
Zachary looked in the direction of the Earthling's "palace" in the distance and rode his beast to the front of the troops.
He shouted loudly, "Everyone, listen up. Clear the road!"
Under his command, the golden-armored warriors stepped forward with their spears in hand, dispersing the refugees who were blocking the road for food.
Zachary rode on one side and did not participate in the clearing. His eyes were calm and he was thinking about something.
There were too many refugees, and there was not enough food in the castle to provide for them. They could only disperse and let them find their own way to survive. If they refused to walk in the middle of the road, they would be killed as usual.
Many of the refugees here were more docile and did not dare to resist the army. It was not like the last time in Dun 'er's fief. The refugees who were instigated refused to give way without food. In the end, they killed everyone along the way.
The team of a hundred golden-armored warriors cleared the road bit by bit. Under the cold tips of the blood-stained spears, the refugees scattered to the sides in panic. They looked at the majestic Zachary with fear and envy.
After traveling for a long distance, the castle was already far behind them. The refugees were also dispersed from the road and gradually squeezed into the mountains and fields.
Zachary received another order. This time, he did not have to come in person. Instead, he sent an ordinary messenger.
The direction of the march was indeed that place!
He took his helmet off his head again and took deep breaths as if he could not breathe.
Seeing that he had stopped, there was a small commotion among the refugees who were squeezed in the field. An old Kadan man dragged a very young Kadan girl and sent her to Zachary. He said respectfully and fawningly,
"Sir Knight, this is my youngest daughter. Before the Great Chaos, she was raised with the best cheese. She is to be sent to the Canzby Family in the great castle. I can guarantee that there is no one outside who has received a better education than her. How can the daughters of those lowly commoners be worthy of someone of your status? Please accept her as a sign of my respect for you."
Just as the old man finished speaking, a shrewish Cardan woman rushed out and pushed the old man. She shouted at the top of her voice, "Lord, don't listen to this old man's nonsense. What's the use of raising a weak contracted daughter in today's run-down? A lord of status like you will sooner or later be a lord of a fief. If you want to use someone, you should use a strong person who can graze, farm, and do farm work. That's called property, don't you agree? "
The old man trembled with anger and argued, "You're just a village woman, what do you know? If a lord has a fief, why would he be afraid of not having people to hire? Lord, listen to me. Nowadays, there are refugees like her everywhere. There are as many as you want. If you ask, do you think you won't be able to find these lowly commoners? But a contracted daughter who has received education … "
The woman did not want to be outdone, and very rudely slapped the old man, interrupting him: "Old man, do you think you are a superior person? God, look at your current appearance. Lord, you won't go wrong if you listen to me. The most important thing for a lord is property. With property, what can you not have? This can't be reversed. "
The old man raised his weak body and lay on the sturdy woman's arm. He wanted to refute, after all, this might be his only chance to survive. However, Zachery snorted coldly, clamped his legs on the beast and was about to leave, ignoring him.
He didn't even look at the contracted daughter who kept her head lowered and didn't dare to look at him. This kind of thing had happened in the castles he had passed by before, and he didn't feel anything anymore.
Sometimes, he thought that there were so many people desperately trying to curry favor with him, a mere warrior captain. That Earthling, who was even more powerful than the Great Priest, might really be like what the rumors said, and even the little princess of the Katan Clan would be sent to him.
For some reason, he thought of the girl with the bright smile in the field again.
So, his gaze suddenly regained its coldness. He raised his helmet and was about to put it on again.
"Zachary, is that you?"
Suddenly, a sharp and ear-piercing voice shouted from the crowd. It was very familiar, but also so strange.
"It's really you? God, you're still alive. That's great. Zachary, my dear brother, little Kenmi, quickly call Uncle Zachary … "
Under the gloomy sky, among the crowded refugees, a flattering woman held a child's hand tightly and squeezed out under the extremely envious eyes of other people.
The crowd surged. At the place where the woman was standing, her fellow refugees were excitedly looking at Zachary, who was holding a long sword, wearing golden armor, and had a cold face.
Among them, there seemed to be a young Katan man with the girl who used to have a bright smile …
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Chu Yunsheng did not return to the starship. Within a few kilometers of the lost cave, there were a large number of Triangular Shield aircraft. The huge cube light beam from 560,000 kilometers away was facing above the starship, maintaining the synchronous orbit with the planet, no longer moving.
All the communication with the starship was cut off. All he could receive was the last message, and then there was noise-like silence. Obviously, it was blocked.
A large number of crystal warriors floated around the starship, floating up and down. Their crystal white clothes looked like messengers from the Kingdom of Heaven.
On the ground, a large number of troops of various races were arriving one after another. Just like the last coalition army, they were sent here by various means of transportation and surrounded the starship.
Among them, the Bi people were the first and the most.
Chu Yunsheng flew close to the ground and quickly arrived. Standing on a mountain far away, his eyes were calm, and his aura was restrained, hiding in the woods.
In the sky, a green sword was in the west, and a purple sword was in the east. The fire dragon and the winged dragon covered the sky, and snowflakes were fluttering in the air.
In the middle of the clouds, he saw a little Long Feather from the Heavenly Feather Clan, who was the last one to escape. In the snowflakes beside her, there was a snow-white figure standing quietly.
With such a powerful lineup, there was no doubt that he would die as soon as he showed up!
The choice of "complete surrender" was just an excuse to tempt him to come back.
Chu Yunsheng didn't know the situation inside the starship, but it should not have surrendered yet. The earthlings had no way to retreat, but the situation of the elite people might be more complicated.
They were still quite proud. Even if he was recognized as "the Lord", most of the elite people chose not to surrender at that time.
But now the remaining three elite people were not so sure, especially Ray, who was very afraid of death.
However, Chu Yunsheng was now outside, so he actually hoped that they would all surrender, at least to protect the starship from being attacked again and more damage. The Silver Legion of the earthlings could not defeat such a powerful force. Resistance would only be a futile sacrifice. Even if they could kill some of the enemies before they all died, it would be meaningless.
If he could think of this, the people inside the starship should also be able to think of this, especially the elite people.
At this moment, there was still no sign of surrender. There was probably only one reason.
Chu Yunsheng withdrew his gaze, turned around, and hid in the darkness of the woods. His hands reached into the box containing the Source Body. Success or failure depended on this moment.
Time passed little by little, outside the starship in the distance, the attacks from the sky and the ground began like a tide …
^ (To be continued.)
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