It was not easy to transmit the information.
When the fire started in Longwind Fortress, the two dukes in the Captical were still focused on maintaining order in the Captical. When the army of the Duke of the East and Prince Edmund gathered and attacked the land at the border of the Saint Spirit Plain, the people in charge of Saint Sunil City did not receive any news. It was not until the griffin messengers risked their lives and flew into the Captical that the people in charge of the Silver Fortress saw the great change that concerned the future of the kingdom. However, until then, they did not know that a great change was happening in the South at the same time, and this great change would affect the future of the kingdom even more.
However, the distant South was not completely unrelated to the Captical. Outside the Silver Fortress, in Saint Sunil City, Cecil's spies were lurking.
No. 4 Crown Street, in the official residence of the Cecil family, which had become the gathering place for the Captical mages and scholars, a scholar wearing a woolen bonnet stood up politely, bowed to the apprentice in front of him, and then left the room under the guidance of the servant. 'Witch' Gypsy sighed slightly when she saw the Captical mage who had completed the registration and left. She then got up and moved her slightly stiff shoulders.
Sitting in such a spacious and bright room, wearing a well-tailored and expensive dress, and meeting the Captical scholars as the Duke's representative, such a dignified job was something that 'Witch' Gypsy had never imagined. However, it was not until she sat in this position that she realized that such a seemingly dignified job was not easy. Dealing with the knowledgeable and smart people of the Captical was a test in itself, and she also had to collect information as a member of the Military Intelligence Bureau and send it out. The hardships during this period were no easier than when she used to swindle money from the adventurers on the streets.
The door was pushed open, and 'Quick Legs' Pierce, who was dressed in a knight's uniform, walked in. Seeing that there was only Gypsy in the room, the young man nodded. "The last one to register has left?"
"Yes, the last one today," Gypsy said while massaging her shoulders. "There are a few more people than yesterday …"
"The situation in the Captical is getting tense. The soldiers and Knight are checking for suspicious people from door to door. A few days ago, there was even a fire in the rich district. People are restless." Pierce sat down at the table and talked about the recent changes in the city. "Thanks to this, our recruitment has become easier. Duke Cecil's employment certificate allows them to legally leave the city at this time."
"We'll be able to gather a hundred people by tomorrow or the day after. Then we'll be able to send another batch over." Gypsy flipped through the register on the table and then looked up at her companions. "Also, there's an order from the mainland. They want us to stop all public recruitment activities after we send the last batch of people over. They want us to keep in touch with the Royal City's mage circle in secret, collect information and wait for further orders."
Pierce was a little curious for a moment. How did the lord in the south know about the changes in the Captical situation? This part of the intelligence had not been sent out in time, but the training in the Military Intelligence Bureau made him not question the order. Instead, he nodded and said, "I understand. I will go to the various associations tomorrow to cancel the commissions."
"It's also time to stop public activities …" Gypsy sighed softly. "The situation in the city is deteriorating. There are traitors hiding in the Captical. The people in the White Silver Fortress will probably order a lockdown of the entire Sunil Saint Sunil very soon. We are only able to move freely because of the duke's protection, but it's better not to continue to challenge the sensitive and fragile nerves of the White Silver Fortress for the next period of time …"
"I wonder what the future will be like." Pierce could not help but sigh. Born in the slums, this was the first time he started to sigh about something that should have nothing to do with his life. "This country is really getting more and more chaotic …"
"The current chaos is only temporary. The Duke will eventually bring prosperity and order to this country." Gypsy raised her eyelids and looked at Pierce. "This kind of prosperity and order is a product of this era, but we may be able to see it in our lifetime."
"This seems to be what Mr. Santis said." Pierce smiled. "Although it sounds too optimistic, I think it makes sense."
…
If what one saw in the Cecil Territory was prosperity and order, then where the noble army wreaked havoc, one could only see decline and chaos.
In the southwest of Calore, in the Kancisco area, a small village was almost razed to the ground. At the edge of the ruins of the village, a small armed team was passing by.
This team was well-disciplined, with black and red flags fluttering above the team, with the emblem of the Cecil family printed on the flags. Half of the team were Cecil combat soldiers wearing bright armor and carrying battle backpacks, while the other half were non-combat personnel wearing light armor and smocks, which did not look like soldiers. The latter's smocks were printed with a red triangle symbol, which had always been the symbol of professions such as doctors and potioneers in Ansu tradition.
Wright?? Avelken walked in the team. He was the only one in the team wearing full heavy armor, but he was a doctor. His doctor symbol was printed on his breastplate, and the eye-catching red triangle symbol made him stand out in the team.
Of course, what was more eye-catching than the red symbol was his body, which was a head taller than the strong soldiers.
At this moment, the strong and tall priest and field doctor looked at the ruins in front of him. After a few seconds of silence, he finally could not help but sigh.
All the buildings in his line of sight had collapsed. The grain storage in the village had been plundered and set on fire. The wells had also been filled up. The cattle and sheep had been slaughtered by the hungry noble soldiers. Those that could not be taken away had been burned down like the granaries and houses. In some places, Wright could even see some unpleasant dark red bloodstains.
This village had been destroyed by war. However, the ones who destroyed it weren't the Cecil people who were the "enemy". Instead, it was the nominal protectors and masters of this village — the knights of the Conseco region, as well as the allied nobles allied with Viscount Conseco.
The allied noble army that fled from the front line of Gravel Ridge destroyed this place, just like the other places they destroyed along the way.
Nobles were synonymous with plunder, especially in war. However, Wright was still shocked by what he saw and heard. He did not expect that the plunder and destruction of the allied noble army when they were defeated would be more shocking than the destruction they caused when they were marching. It was so shocking that he could not help but wonder if the fleeing noble soldiers were human or a group of termites that flayed their skin and peeled off their bones.
Standing beside Wright was a veteran of the Cecil army. This veteran was used to the battlefield and also understood the traditional noble army. He shook his head and explained to Wright, "When they were marching, they would still have some order. At least at that time, they still considered themselves as the protectors of the land and the people. When they passed by the villages and towns, they would seize a lot of food and property, but at least they would not destroy them. But once they fled, they became jackals and wolves … Unlike the army of the Cecil, those noble soldiers did not consider plunder as a crime at all. They would not be hung and whipped just because they took a few loaves of bread from the people. They would do anything to fill their stomachs. They would even burn down a place to prevent food and houses from falling into the hands of the pursuing soldiers …"
"Did they not even let go of their own land?" Wright could not help but interrupt the veteran. "Those fleeing nobles … Would they really order the destruction of the villages in their own territory?"
"Why not?" The veteran sighed. "Anyway, they lost. According to the rules of the noble war, the winner always has to plunder. They felt that even if they did not take away all the food in the village and burn down the houses, the pursuing soldiers would do the same. Instead of letting the enemy succeed, they might as well do it themselves. In this way, they can still get back some of the food … They don't think this is a loss."
"…"
Wright was silent. The darkness and evil in the war made him speechless. He came from the relatively rich and stable Holy Spirit Plains. Even though he had seen some despicable acts of the barbaric nobles in the process of preaching, it was the first time he had seen a real war of this scale. What the nobles did in the process of fleeing was far beyond his expectations.
But he was not a naive person. Although many people said that he was naive after knowing that he followed the classical virtue of the Holy Light, he knew that he was not. He was shocked by the cruelty and darkness in the war, but he would not naively think that there should not be a war, nor would he think that Cecil's victory led to the tragedy in front of him.
He knew the greed of human beings and the greed of the nobles. After reading the comments and analysis in the newspaper, he knew that the war was inevitable. And no matter the outcome of the war, the greedy and cruel nobles and their armies would do the same thing — plunder and destruction would always happen. The only difference was where it would happen.
And he also knew that Cecil's army had been trying to avoid the spread of the destruction as much as possible. When the army chased after the nobles, they had been trying to drive the enemy to places like the wilderness. If the nobles were really close to the towns, they would try to catch up and attack them before they caused any damage and drive them away. After all, protecting those towns and villages was also protecting Cecil's future property.
But no matter how hard they tried, the battlefield was always full of variables and uncontrollable.
So Wright could only watch in silence. Then, he lowered his head and silently prayed for those who had met with disaster.
The God of Holy Light would not respond to his prayers, but he did not expect anything to respond to his prayers either.
The commander glanced at the battlefield doctor who used to be a priest and did not interrupt his prayers. Instead, he began to assign tasks to the soldiers. "The two of you, go around and see if there are any other families nearby. Find out if there are any survivors. Think of a way to find them. You, and the three of you, see if there are any corpses nearby. Gather the corpses and burn them. The rest of you, follow me. See if there is anything else that can be used. "
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