The unpleasant smell of gunpowder filled half of the city, and the city walls were a mess. They were so tired that they sat on the ground. They did not even know if their companions were dead or alive. They were so tired that they did not want to move. In fact, there were not many people who died in the battle, even less than the enemy. However, because of the rapid cooling of the sun, the number of people who died from the cold was several times more than those who died in the battle.
The enemy's attack stopped, and the eagle regiment soldiers defended for the whole afternoon. Before the sun went down, the enemy retreated. They won, but no one was happy.
The commander shouted until his voice was hoarse. He was not a general, but a deputy. The general was already dead, killed by a scary freak. Now he was a little envious of the general who was killed before the battle began.
The Imperial Army had special weapons. They had the ability to burn through a big iron gate that was half a meter thick. Magic could do it, and theoretically, it could. After all, the most powerful fire magic in the world could burn anything.
However, the Kalis Empire did not have that kind of magic. But the fact was in front of them. They destroyed the gate and broke the last line of defense in the hearts of the soldiers.
The gap in the gate was temporarily blocked. The soldiers blocked everything that could be moved. The magicians used water and some turbid materials to freeze them into rock-like ice.
Everyone was tired and cold. The morale of the army was very low. The silence of countless people made the atmosphere very heavy.
…
The wounded were carried back one by one. The Imperial Army also paid a lot of price. But fortunately, the pots in the camp were all fine. They could drink hot soup as soon as they came back.
"Slow down, be careful of the heat."
At this time, there was a special voice in the camp. Her voice was not loud, but everyone around could hear it.
A woman in plain clothes, but she was very beautiful. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that she had the temperament of a noble. She was Count Anzla's youngest daughter, Fra, a poor person.
She and other logistics personnel served the soldiers rice and soup. Obviously, Fra's popularity was better than the others. The big pot in front of her was full of people.
"Miss Fra! I want another bowl. "
"I came first!"
"Don't push me!"
The soldiers scrambled to come over, even though the pots next to them were empty.
"Slow down! Slow down! Don't panic! "
The situation went out of control. Everyone knew what they were thinking. At the same time, the female logistics personnel were particularly unhappy. They did not deliberately compare themselves with the young lady, but the behavior of the soldiers made them very sad. Gradually, they distanced themselves from Fra.
"Enough! You bastards! What are you thinking! Line up, or you won't get a bite. Fra, go to the kitchen and see if there's anything to do, don't move! Squeeze any more and I'll throw you out. "
At this moment, the person in charge of logistics stepped forward and took Fra's ladle. The surrounding soldiers all revealed disappointed expressions.
In the crowd, a young man passed by with an empty bowl in his hand. He witnessed everything and also saw Fu La's departing figure.
Lars frowned and showed an uneasy expression.
He entered the tent, where there was a mountain of dirty dishes and a basin of cold water.
Washing dishes in the winter could take a person's life, but Fra was sitting in front of the basin of water, silently washing the dishes. Her back was to him, so Raas couldn't see her expression, but from her red ears and soft sobbing, he could tell that she was sad.
"Fra."
Raas called out to her. The former was stunned for a moment, hurriedly wiped her face with her sleeve, and then turned back with a smile.
"Raas? Ah, haha, so many dirty dishes, I was wondering if I could help wash them … "
Her smile was very forced, and her nose was a little red.
"These dirty dishes have to be washed at night when the water is boiling, or else your hands might be frozen and cracked."
"I see, I was wondering why there was no one, I'm so stupid, haha."
Fra shook her hands and wiped them on her apron. Her actions were like that of a normal civilian, reminding Raas of his mother, who often did this when washing dishes.
Raas was silent for a moment. He put down the plate in his hand, revealing a guilty expression.
"What's wrong? It's a little worrying when you don't talk. "
The other party suddenly asked.
Hearing this, Raas took a deep breath and said, "Did they bully you?"
"Ah?!"
Fra was stunned for a moment, as if she was very surprised. Her eyebrows tilted, and then she thought of something, hurriedly stopped and shook her head, saying, "No, no! They're very good to me, really, the quilt I sleep with at night is also given by them. "
Liar.
Raas felt very uncomfortable in his heart.
"Then why are you crying?"
"…"
Fra was silent for a moment. That smile slowly disappeared, but it quickly returned.
She smiled bitterly and said, "You saw through me, I'm sorry, I'm too weak."
"No, I …"
"Don't worry about me, my sister was even worse to me when I was young, they're really good to me. The reason I'm crying is not because of this, but because of this war, I hate war. "
She lowered her head and gently wiped her tears.
Raas was still thinking about what she meant, the other party continued, "I originally thought I could face it, but today I know that I can't cross this hurdle at all. The people you can still see in the morning, they will never see at night. Raas, war is really cruel, my parents, relatives, and countless people's sons and husbands, once they go, they may not come back. "
So, she was sad because of this. Raas lowered his head in shame, he felt ashamed because before, he had been thinking about how to kill the enemy and gain merit. But now, his view had changed a bit.
There was no doubt that Fra was not suitable for this place, if she continued to stay here, she would definitely be seriously injured like her frostbitten hand.
Raas clenched his fists and couldn't help but say, "Fra, you … are you willing to be a normal person?"
Hearing this, Fra showed a confused expression and replied, "Of course, I've always wanted to be a commoner, not bound by any cumbersome etiquette, able to dance freely in the fields, but …"
She sighed and lowered her head, "That's just a dream, I can't break free of this noble identity in my life, I know that countless people envy my identity, but they don't know the price behind this kind of life. If I were a man, I could inherit the family business, at least I could make my own decisions, but I'm not, I will marry a man chosen by my father, even if he is ugly and old, even if he doesn't treat me as a person, I have to accept it. Now, the situation is probably even worse, because I don't even have a father, no one will care about my life or death, everyone only cares about my identity, the power and wealth behind me … "
Fra's words from the bottom of her heart made Raas feel pity for her, he had the heart of a hero, every youth had it, what man didn't like the story of a hero saving a beauty?
At this moment, he made up his mind, even if he was punished, he would save her, not for the other party to give herself to him, but for the justice in his heart.
Raas looked up and said, "Fra, listen, I know a place …"
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