On the land of northern Xinjiang where the sky finally cleared up, young man Barney was "training" with sweat all over his head. He held a heavy training sword in both hands and placed a wooden target in front of him.
This 13-year-old boy is extremely serious. He lets out a childish war cry from time to time and looks at the target in front of him with the long sword in his hand. In his fierce eyes, the target in front of him is like a living demon, like a
In that heavy rain, the devil killed his brother.
"Bang, bang"
The low impact sound of the training sword hitting the target made the passers-by a little curious. Some children who had eaten and were playing in the open space also lay down next to Barney, watching this big brother practice martial arts.
This should have been a very heartwarming scene, provided you ignore the undead infantry patrolling around this large camp... Yes, this is a prisoner of war camp. To be precise, it is used by the Berserker Chapter on the Dark Blade Front.
A rear camp for human civilians. Not only humans live in this camp, but there are also some dwarves and gnomes who lost their homes in the demon attack, as well as a small number of high elf civilians.
A large part of them are refugees who were taken in from near the battlefield when the Berserker Chapter was exterminating demons, such as the young boy Barney. On that rainy battlefield, if Saurfa had not returned from "hunting"
Lord Er noticed the sudden appearance of demons, and he was afraid that the human civilians would be killed by the violent demons that day.
Nowadays, the land of Northern Xinjiang is no longer safe. The frequency of infiltration by demon squads is becoming more and more frequent. Coupled with the encirclement and suppression by Dark Blade, the human empire is in its final struggle. Soon, another war will break out here.
There are several refugee camps like the one where Barney is located, from Gilneas to the Arathi Highlands. Under the protection of the undead, the number of human refugees who have escaped the demonic disaster is very considerable.
After Zhou's settlement, each refugee camp has reached saturation, and each battle group is ready for the next step of the war. But before that, these protected refugees must be transferred to a safer place.
place.
"Hua Hua Hua"
Just after eating a lunch that was not rich but enough to fill the stomach, sharp whistles sounded in various areas of the camp. Upon hearing the whistles, those guys who had been living in the refugee camp for more than half a month immediately asked for help.
He rushed out of his room like a rocket, and those guys who had just been sent over were a little slower to react. They were a little dazed, but soon they rushed to the square of the camp under the silent gaze of the undead infantry.
The crowd stood bustling in the sun. They were just a group of civilians who had lost their hometown, so don't expect them to have strong disciplinary instincts. When there were more people, the place became noisy, but the heavily armed undead infantry around them also
Leave them alone.
A few minutes later, some humans wearing strange uniforms, escorted by the undead infantry, appeared in various areas of the camp. The appearance of these people caused a small discussion among the refugees.
The rural people under feudal rule were somewhat ignorant, and they were not good at expressing their opinions openly, but at least they were not blind.
They can easily tell the difference between the undead and the living. These guys in weird uniforms escorted by the undead are all genuine human beings, and the light and expression on these guys' faces, their confidence and business-like attitude
His temperament seemed to be some kind of sign, telling these refugees that they were all decent people.
Well, maybe they are the aristocratic gentlemen from the south.
Barney boy was carrying his training sword and standing beside his compatriots. He stood at the front and looked curiously at the heroic young woman not far away in front of him. She looked like she had just grown up and was wearing
She wears a pleated skirt like a military uniform, wears a hat tilted to one side, and has epaulettes on her shoulders that represent her identity.
This girl is very beautiful.
But when she glanced at the crowd in front of her, the low-pitched discussions behind Barney all subsided at this moment, because the girl's eyes were very stern, like those gentlemen who were always riding on horses.
them.
"Ahem, let me introduce myself."
The girl's eyes rested on Barney boy for a moment, but soon she raised her eyes and looked at the slightly commotion crowd, and she said loudly:
"I am Staff Officer Amber Gilney of the Western Wilderness Garrison from the Defias Federal District. In the name of the Western Wilderness People's Assembly and the sacred rights granted to me by the Federal Supreme Council, I hereby announce to you that you will be
Those who are allowed to travel to the Western Wilderness of the Defias Federal District within 7 days will be granted new land, jobs and temporary citizenship rights based on the individual's registration information."
This very formal official declaration was like a holy book to the refugees who could not read the Chinese characters in front of them. Looking at their dull and confused eyes, the young staff officer Gilni felt very embarrassed, but fortunately, this refugee camp is so
The person in charge of the first section explained it to the refugees again in easy-to-understand terms.
"Listen, you idiots! The gentlemen in Southern Xinjiang are kind-hearted and want to allocate new land to you for farming in Southern Xinjiang. The craftsmen can be assigned to help in the workshops in Southern Xinjiang if they identify themselves during registration.
, as long as you live there for three years, the land you cultivate will belong to you, and no one can take it away anymore."
This statement immediately caused a huge wave among the refugees. They talked among themselves. Many people found it incredible, but more people did not want to leave the home where they had lived for more than ten years or even their whole life.
But no one was stupid enough to jump out and object at this time, because the indifferent undead infantry around them were watching them.
With just one command, these emotionless undead will step forward and beat them up.
But people's emotions are uncontrollable. Soon, the first person started crying. She was a peasant woman who lost her husband when the devil invaded. She held her two children and sobbed silently. This kind of sadness
The emotion quickly spread to others, and in just a few minutes, the atmosphere at the scene became sad and full of untimely tragedy.
This scene made Staff Officer Amber Gilny very depressed. She was one of the first batch of young officials to graduate from Stormwind City Comprehensive College 4 months ago. As soon as she returned to her hometown to start working, she was assigned to the large immigration project in southern Xinjiang.
, compared to her experienced colleagues, she didn’t know what to do when faced with this situation.
"There's going to be a war here soon."
A deep voice sounded from behind the crowd, which made many people who were sobbing silently couldn't help but look back. Then they saw Lord Saurfang strolling forward in armor. Seeing this tall orc death lord, let
Many people subconsciously took a step back, but Barney didn't. He stared at Saurfang, clenching his fists tightly, and seemed a little excited.
"Did you hear that? Everyone, I said, here, in your hometown, there is going to be a war...The devil is just an insignificant part of this war. We are here to defeat the supreme emperor in your mind and his
Legion, this will be a very cruel war. If you want to stay, fine, I welcome you. I will incorporate you into my legion and send you to the front line as cannon fodder."
"If you don't want to participate in this war, just follow Staff Officer Gilni and return to southern Xinjiang. Maybe you can come back after the war is over! Now...those who are willing to stay, take a step forward!"
No one is moving forward, and no one is stupid. The civilians just rely on their hometown, but if they are asked to choose between their hometown and the war, they will never choose the latter. What's more, this is still a war between the undead and the nobles. If they
If you stay, you will be incorporated into the army of the undead...Who will stay?
No one!
"Huh? Is there no one?"
Saurfang's cold gaze swept across the crowd. After a moment, he snorted with disdain, and then pointed to the tent that had just been set up in front of the camp:
"Then go there and register! The first federal fleet will come to pick you up this afternoon!"
Under Saurfang's order, the silent undead infantry held weapons and maintained order while asking the timid refugees to register information. Seeing that things were on track, Saurfang shook his head.
, turned around and was about to leave.
"Lord Saurfang, thank you for your help."
Staff Officer Anbo caught up with him nervously and expressed his gratitude to Saurfang. The orc death lord looked at the young girl in front of him and said in a deep voice:
"Be stronger, little girl. You represent the majesty of the entire federation protected by the Dark Blade. What you are facing are not those easy-to-talk farmers in the Western Wilderness. Not even one tenth of these refugees can write their names.
Yeah, they don't understand your official rhetoric at all... Also, don't think of this as the land of the Federation, children, this is enemy-occupied territory, you'd better not stay here for too long."
"Yes, Mr. Lord, I understand."
Staff Officer Amber's face was flushed with shame, and Saurfang ignored the little girl's embarrassment. He took his guards and walked straight to the exit of the camp. At the moment when the final battle against the empire was about to begin, he was
Very busy.
But just after taking a few steps, another obstacle appeared in front of Saurfang. It was a teenage child carrying a wooden sword on his back.
"Your name is Saurfang?"
Boy Barney was a little nervous. He worked hard to cheer himself up, and then said loudly:
"Sir, please let me join your army to kill those demons!"
"Um?"
Saurfang was stunned for a moment. He stretched out his hand to stop the knight who wanted to drive the kid away. He looked at him. Within a few seconds, the Death Lord suddenly realized:
"You are the boy whose brother died... I remember you. You had great courage and dared to cut the neck of a destroyer with your own hands. When you grow up, you may become a qualified soldier."
"But now, I refuse!"
Boy Barney's eyes widened, and he couldn't help shouting:
"Why? I have already killed a demon, and I can kill more. Those monsters killed my brother, who was my last relative. I want to avenge him! Please, let me join your army.
!”
"Your brother's revenge has been avenged, and you did it with your own hands."
Saurfang waved his hand impatiently:
"I will not let a child appear in my army. Now, go and register, forget the painful past, and then go to the western wilderness to live a good life... The dead are not all dead yet, and there is no turn for the living to hold guns.
Go to the battlefield!"
The Death Lord rudely rejected Barney Boy's request to fight. He strode out of the camp, leaving the lost young man there. Barney Boy clenched the training sword in his hand. He lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
Something, a few seconds later, a crisp voice sounded behind him.
"Hey, you're still a little man. Speaking of which, are you really not afraid of demons?"
Barney was startled, and when he turned around, he saw the Anbo staff member looking at him curiously. Being with such a big sister at such a close distance made Barney's face turn red with embarrassment, and he subconsciously stepped back.
He took a step, then lowered his head and said:
"I'm not afraid! I personally... well, I killed a Destruction Demon together with Mr. Saurfang. That demon killed my brother. I hate them!"
"Well...but federal law stipulates that young people under the age of 18 cannot join the army, so don't embarrass Lord Saurfang, but if you really want to hunt demons, I heard that the farm in Westfall
The masters jointly funded and established a small organization called the "Demon Hunting Guild". When you grow up, you may be able to join it and become a demon hunting mercenary in southern Xinjiang."
Staff Officer Amber Gilney touched her chin, tilted her head and said to the boy in front of her:
"Of course, you have to pass the preliminary examination of Stormwind City Comprehensive Academy first, and there are very few people using swords there, so you have to take another special firearms license. In short, I mean, your brother
My revenge has been avenged, and it won't help if you stay here. Do you want to go to the western wilderness with us? Barney, you may have a bright future there."
"There are also demons in southern Xinjiang? You didn't lie to me, did you? Sister."
"Of course! Not only are there demons in southern Xinjiang, but there are also many things you haven't seen before. Go and register, silly boy."
