The war came earlier than expected. Before the sun came out, the bell of the castle rang.
The bell kept ringing and could be heard almost within ten miles of the surrounding area.
Fang Xin was eating porridge at this time. A month had passed. He was already familiar with the situation in the territory. As a free citizen, because his profession was to transmit messages, he began to become familiar with riding skills and practiced the tragic sword technique, which also made certain progress.
He had an income, but he still had black bread and cereal porridge.
For Hannet, this was already a good food, but for Fang Xin, it was simply something that pigs had eaten. Thinking of the fragrant roast duck and mellow wine that he enjoyed in the world, he couldn't help but feel the difference between heaven and earth.
After hearing the bell, Fang Xin was stunned and a memory was read out.
At that moment, he immediately threw away half of the porridge, put on his leather armor, and took the long sword, looking out vigilantly - the sound of horse hooves came from there.
"Earl of Breman's army is coming soon. Before this evening, all the leaders will retreat into the castle!" A horse's neigh made a loud sound from the fog.
After taking a few steps forward, I realized that with the sound, the nearby tenants were screaming. They seemed to be ready and came out of the grass nest wildly.
"Hannet, you are doing well. Go to the castle quickly. The Baron has something to do with you." The knight saw Fang Xin, who was fully armed, which was very prominent among the panicked crowd.
"Yes, Knight Jasmin, I'll go immediately." Fang Xin recalled it.
The visitor was Knight Jasmine, one of the six knights of the Baron. He was wearing heavy armor and following the four knight attendants. He was already old and was about forty years old.
The sky was very gloomy and the fog was very heavy. According to memory, Fang Xin quickly rushed to the farther castle. At this time, more than twenty soldiers had gathered in the castle. When he saw Fang Xin, he knew him and let him go in.
The castle is full of bluestone, and the morning mist seeps into the house little by little through the tall and narrow windows.
It costs a lot of money to build a stone castle and takes several years to complete. This castle is no exception. The food stored in the castle is generally for consumption in a year. A defender of about a hundred men is enough to resist ten times the enemy. The Baron's castle has been passed down for five hundred years.
The fog filled the stone walls and the footsteps were sounding.
"Is it another war with Count Breman? Immortal? Who is it?"
In this small territory, the evil legend of Count Breman was spread, and the legend said that he gained the power of the devil and gained immortality. Every ten years or so, he launched an army to invade and attack all directions, and began to resist around him.
Two generations of Hannet's family have been sacrificed for this. Last ten years, Hannet's father died in this battle.
But it is strange that there is such a legend, why did other regions not respond and eliminate it?
Fang Xin still thought so when he walked into the inner castle.
He walked through the hall, but could not walk straight, because there were many people in the hall, and he walked around through the tables and the cracks.
"Master Baron? Are you looking for me?"
"Yes, the war has begun again. You go to report to Viscount Cecley Ray and inform Baron Hab Dabbs, Baron Columbine Tafferner, and Hereditary Sir Ellie Licock and Hereditary Sir Avery Biddle. Do you understand?" Baron Eddie Derek raised his head tiredly, and said, handing over a stack of signature and stamped parchment.
Without explaining why, it seems to be natural. Fang Xin took the parchment and said in Hannett's obedient and serious tone: "I'll go now..."
"Go and choose a horse!" Baron Edie Derek took out a small bag absent-mindedly: "For you, this is for you on the road, go quickly!"
Fang Xin took the purse and looked around.
Yu Ruyi gave him a very strong feeling. These people all carried heavy and powerful auras. It was these auras that made him dare not have anything unusual at all.
However, he still used Yu Ruyi to record their breath. One of them was particularly noticeable, which was an old man in a priest's robe. The old man was also shrouded in black air, but there was a kind of light power flowing on him.
Later, with the order of the baron, he obtained a horse. This was not a war horse. It was a rare thing only knights owned, but it was enough to use it as a mount.
"The fog is so big!" At this time, the sun came out, but the fog had not yet dissipated.
"Yes, there is heavy fog every day and it will only dissipate at noon. Only after the evil Earl of Briman fails will the fog completely dissipate!" The horse-raising man was an old man, he said timidly.
Fang Xin didn't say anything anymore. He gained some basic riding skills and quickly led the horse out of the castle. After leaving the castle, he turned over the horse and ran towards the destination he remembered.
The fog was indeed very big. In the fog, it was flying past the dead cornfield. In this breath, Fang Xin felt that he seemed to be in a terrifying European film - on the horizon in the distance, there were only a few lonely trees. Those Yaquan pointed strangely at the sky, and the atmosphere created by the cold was really similar.
At this moment, Yu Ruyi moved violently, Fang Xin subconsciously fell and heard a "puff". After a few seconds, Fang Xin understood what was going on.
Even though he usually made a decision to kill, he had no real experience in facing such an experience - an arrow was landing on a tree behind him, penetrated three inches. Strangely, the tree was stagnating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
From Yu Ruyi's perspective, you can see the arrow with a strong dark aura, and Fang Xin's face suddenly turned pale.
"Well, I actually avoided him, go and kill him!" A terrible voice came from the fog, and the voice was hoarse.
In the darkness, a group of people appeared, in the middle was a dark knight riding a war horse and wearing armor, and around them were nine people holding various weapons, one of which was an archer.
As soon as he showed up, Fang Xin immediately rolled down from the horse and rushed into the deep jungle of mist.
He rushed into the jungle and felt a sense again. He rolled on the ground. Sure enough, with a "pop", another arrow hit his back and shot in the air, falling onto a tree trunk, but Fang Xin rolled in and disappeared.
The fog was too heavy, but Fang Xin didn't realize it at all. In Yu Ruyi's eyes, although the black air was shrouded in the surroundings, the black air on the ten enemies was as heavy as a few candles. The dark knight in the middle was almost the same as a torch.
Chapter completed!