The first glimmer of dawn slowly shone from the east, gently but firmly tearing apart the darkness that shrouded the earth.
The hazy light reflected the frost on the ground, flickering with a cold light.
The early morning of late autumn already had the chill of winter.
But as the sun gradually rose, the frost on the grass and trees melted into round dewdrops, on the verge of falling.
Suddenly, the earth trembled slightly. All the grass and leaves began to sway, and the sparkling dewdrops dripped down.
The trembling of the earth became more and more intense. In the end, even the grass and leaves were completely broken and fell helplessly, following the footsteps of the dewdrops and merging into the embrace of the earth.
Thud thud thud …
It was as if rolling thunder had exploded the earth, or as if a flood had surged. The withered weeds and broken gravel on the ground shook and danced.
Scar Face, who was preparing to go into the mountains to chop firewood, stood foolishly at the entrance of the village. He was completely at a loss after being frightened by the commotion.
"Run! Run! "
Fortunately, the villagers' shouts woke Scar Face up. He quickly turned around and ran home.
"Scar Face! Come back quickly! "
Seeing his grandfather standing at the door waving at him, Scar Face immediately sprinted.
His young body exploded with astonishing speed, and he drilled into the house like a cheetah.
The old man hurriedly closed the door and turned around to instruct his grandson:
"If someone comes in later, don't make a move. Do you hear me?"
Scar Face was still gasping for breath, and he only nodded blankly.
The commotion outside the house became louder and louder, and the trembling of the earth became more and more intense.
Driven by curiosity, Scar Face opened the window slightly and looked outside.
Then, he saw countless black shadows appear on the horizon, filling up the entire earth without leaving a single gap.
The weather changed, and even the rising sun seemed to be covered by that flag.
"Cavalry!"
Scar Face cried out in alarm.
That's right, there were cavalry outside.
A dense horde of cavalrymen rushed over like an avalanche.
"That's right, it's cavalry, and it's the cavalry from the Northern Frontier!" The old man said with a grave expression.
Scar Face scratched his head, and his simple and honest ugly face was full of confusion. He asked: "Grandfather, why would the cavalry from the Northern Frontier appear here?"
"Didn't a few deserters from Alfalfa City come to the village yesterday? I heard that Count Angele had already led the Blood Cavalry to cross the river in the Northern Frontier. I didn't believe it at first, but now it seems that the news should be true. "
"Where is the Heavenly Horse Navy of our Eastern Region? Why would they let people from the Northern Frontier cross the river? "
"It seems that there was a rebellion within the Pegasus Navy, which gave the Northern Frontier an opportunity."
"Then what should we do?"
The old man sighed and the wrinkles on his face were all squeezed together. He said helplessly, "What else can we do? Accept your fate! I only hope that the people of the Northern Frontier won't go too far considering that we're all citizens of the Empire. "
Looking at his disgruntled grandson, the old man reminded him again, "Remember, if someone comes in later, let them take whatever they want. Don't stop them. Do you understand?"
"Understood," Scarface replied in a muffled voice.
The sound of horse hooves outside the house was getting closer and closer. Scar Face was lying on the windowsill. Through the gap in the window, he could clearly see the tall horses rushing into the village, as well as the armored soldiers on the backs of the horses.
In addition to fear, Scarface's eyes also revealed an uncontrollable look of envy.
Because of his tall and strong body, the villagers said that Scarface was a natural warrior. Scarface himself also had the idea of joining the army a long time ago, but unfortunately, his grandfather didn't allow him to join the army.
This was because his son, Scarface's father, was a member of the Heavenly Horse Army. However, last year, he followed Marquis Vincent on an expedition to the Half-Elf Kingdom and died in Silvermoon City.
One must know that Scarface's father was the pride of this small village when he was alive. He was a rank 3 warrior and a member of the House of Saint Prospero's army. In such a small village, he was definitely a "dragon among men".
But even so, he died just like that.
The cruelty of war made the old man's heart tremble. No matter what, he didn't want to send his grandson to the battlefield.
Bang!
The wooden door was violently kicked open, and two fierce-looking soldiers walked in.
Scarface hurriedly shielded his grandfather behind him and looked at the soldiers warily.
"Where is the food hidden?"
Scarface clenched his fists, but he felt his grandfather pulling on his clothes tightly. Thus, he could only suppress the anger in his heart and point to the corner of the wall.
The soldiers walked over and took out what they wanted from an old wooden box. They didn't make things difficult for the grandfather and grandson and immediately walked out.
After they left, Scarface rushed to the corner and rummaged through the wooden box. His gloomy face immediately showed some surprise.
"Grandfather, they actually left half of it for us!"
"Sigh, looks like the people of the Northern Frontier still have some conscience. If we eat the rest sparingly, we should be able to survive this winter …"
Before he could finish speaking, another figure appeared at the door.
His entire body was covered in bright red armor, only revealing a pair of emotionless eyes.
Scarface panicked and hurriedly said, "You've already been here once! Grandfather and I are the only ones left … "
"Scarface!" Grandfather anxiously kept shooting glances at his grandson, afraid that he would do something stupid.
Scarface could only shut up, but his body still blocked in front of the wooden box and didn't move away.
However, the armored man at the door had no intention of coming in. He only stared at the grandfather and grandson in a daze, as if he was stupid.
Scarface also straightened his neck and looked at the armored man, but as time passed, the vigilance in his eyes slowly dissipated. Instead, a trace of doubt appeared — why was this person's gaze somewhat familiar?
Grandfather also saw that the atmosphere was not right and carefully asked, "Sir, is there anything I can help you with?"
Only then did the armored man come to his senses, but he didn't say anything. He only threw down a bag of food and then turned to leave.
Grandfather and grandson were left looking at each other in dismay.
At the entrance of the village, Colin stood on his horse and fell into deep thought as he watched the blood thrall walk out of Scarface's house.
This blood thrall used to be a third rank warrior in the Sky Horse Legion. Colin didn't know his name or past, but now it seemed that he probably came from this village.
And the reason why he acted so strangely just now should be because he saw his family.
Colin always thought that blood thralls had no self-consciousness, but now it seemed that this was not the case.
Of course, this residual consciousness was not strong and would not affect Colin's control over them.
For example, now, under Colin's command, the blood thrall returned to Scarface's house and took away the bag of food that Scarface had just left.
This gave Colin a wake-up call.
If even a blood thrall could feel pity for his family, then what about a blood descendant who had self-consciousness in the first place?
When Colin forced Count Schultz to betray her husband in Swan City, he wanted to see if a blood descendant would disobey his order when there was a conflict of interest.
However, although the experiment was successful, Colin felt that Count Schultz might have known that the Bloody Cavalry was hiding outside the city and knew that he couldn't fight against Colin, so he simply betrayed her husband.
Then, if a blood descendant found a way to fight against Colin, or even a chance to get rid of Colin's control, would he continue to disobey his own interests and obey Colin's orders?
Thinking of this, Colin suddenly felt that this blood descendant, Marquis Vincent, should be able to give him a clear answer in this trip to the Eastern Region.
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