This is a small village, built next to a winding creek. Scattered and dilapidated houses, one on the east and one on the west, stand on both sides of the creek. They were all built by some refugees. As long as they are kept warm, they are naturally not suitable.
You may pursue something neat and beautiful. Only noble gentlemen would pay attention to this kind of thing.
This village is really small, so small that even the lord doesn’t bother to give it a name. Speaking of the lord, the children in this village have heard a lot about him. I heard that the lord lives in Lao Gao Lao Gao’s castle.
, the lord can do whatever he wants. It takes several people to lift the lord to the bed when he sleeps. The lord has to eat a whole pig in one meal...
Although the village is small and no one takes it seriously, it is the hometown of little Moya!
Little Moya is the son of Old Moya. People in the village don’t know how to name their children. Usually, the son can be called whatever I call him. Just add a small character before his name. Once I die, the small character before his son’s name will be used.
Just remove it. If your son has a son, just add the character "老" before his name... It's pretty simple.
But little Moya had a younger brother, and it was very difficult for Old Moya to name him. Later, a passing samurai gave Old Moya an idea.
"Call it Jack! In ancient times, there was a hero named Jack." The warrior said, "You can't go wrong with this name!"
Old Moya never thought about letting his son become a hero, but no matter what, the samurai must be more knowledgeable than him! Besides, if you become a hero, you will have enough food, right? So, little Moya's younger brother is called
Jack.
In the year when little Moya could carry Jack up the mountain to collect firewood, a severe cold winter came.
I heard that noble men like snow very much. They would go to the mountains to see the snow scene, drink red wine, and sing poems praising the God of Light... However, the snowflakes flying all over the sky have never been the friend of the poor.
At this moment, old Moya was sitting slumped by the door, so worried that he didn't know what to do.
Old Moya is actually not old, and he is very strong. He can carry three bags of wheat and run around by himself.
There is still half a piece of wheat cake at home, which is enough for the children to eat for two meals if I endure it. Little Moya can already wear his own clothes without getting cold, but what about Jack? He can't wear the same clothes as himself.
Bark?
"Hey! Old Moya." Wuai, a tall half-orc next door, walked over on the crunching snow, "What are you worried about?"
"The children have no clothes to wear," replied Old Moya.
"That's it, let me think about it." Wu Ai sat at the door with old Moya, both of them were worried together.
"Because we are going to catch fish on the ice lake...so we can't let the children be naked." Old Moya said, "It's too cold today."
"I thought of it." Wu Ai patted his thigh, "Didn't the lord ask us to clean up the old granary a few days ago? Isn't there a rag in there!"
"Yes!" Old Moya stood up and said, "Why didn't I think of that? But..."
"We went to get the rags to wrap the children in so they wouldn't freeze." Wu Ai said, "Maybe we can also find some wheat or something in the old granary..."
"Yes." Old Moya smiled, "The lord doesn't want it there anyway."
That afternoon, Old Moya took the rags to an aunt in a neighboring village and asked her to make two sets of clothes for the children, and he would thank her with game as big as a deer next year.
The aunt is really a good person. She also stuffed a lot of hay that can keep out the cold in the children's clothes. Old Moya wanted to say something thank you, but he was stupid and couldn't say anything. That's why, Old Moya
Ya still blames herself.
Seeing little Moya and Jack wearing clothes and chasing each other in front of the house, old Moya felt very happy. Because of the hay, the two children's clothes were thick and they looked very warm. He thought that he had done a good job for the mother of the children.
The promise... The child's mother disappeared after leaving behind two children, before she could say anything.
"Old Moya!" Wu Ai called him, "Quick, quick, go to the lake to catch fish!"
"coming!"
Old Moya agreed, picked up the rope and wooden stick on the side, and called the children to join him.
Little Moya also took out a rope, tied one end to his waist, and tied the other end to his brother, so that Jack couldn't lose it. Old Moya said that if he lost his brother, he wouldn't
If he wanted to live, Old Moya would sell him and then marry some other woman.
Although Uncle Wu Ai repeatedly told him that it was his father who was trying to scare him. If he wanted to sell him, he would have sold it long ago. Why did he have to wait for him to lose his brother before selling it? But little Mo Adam is serious. He never dares to let his brother come to see him.
We have to hug each other even when sleeping.
In winter, going fishing on an ice lake is a big deal. It cannot be done by more than a dozen or twenty people. It usually requires the entire village to do it.
They had to make holes in the frozen lake, and then put down the net borrowed from the lord. Hundreds of people divided into two sides and dragged it back and forth... from one side of the lake to the other.
Of course, as a scene on the lord's fiefdom, there will be many gentlemen riding in various carriages or sleighs to see it. They wear luxurious fur robes and let their servants raise a big fire by the lake while listening to the men steaming.
Yelling, chatting and laughing in twos and threes. At this time, the young masters and ladies shouted and selected the fish they liked, took it to the chef to bake... If everyone serves well, the lord will feel happy,
Then there will be a lot of fish left behind for everyone to use as food for the winter.
When Moya Sr. started punching holes in the ice, Moya Sr. was watching Jack from the side.
"Fish... big fish!" Jack imitated an adult and tapped the ice with a stick, "Come out quickly, I want to eat you..."
Little Moya wiped his nose and saw that many masters' carriages were already coming here. Their servants took out many things from the carriages and placed them by the lake.
Little Moya turned his head. He knew that he couldn't look at these old men for a long time. He didn't know when the old men would be unhappy, and they might see trouble.
The adults have already set off the net, and little Moya is very excited. Their family has not had meat for a long time, so his younger brother will chase after something that can run every time he sees it.
There was moderate snow in the sky. The adults dragged the nets again and again, and more and more fish were piled aside. Little Moya, his younger brother, and a group of children were watching.
Wiping their noses and drooling, a group of children all had green eyes, almost like wolves.
An adult came over dragging a basket of fish, and it fell down with a crash. The jumping fish began to struggle and slid everywhere.
Partly as a game, partly as a help, the children began to use their feet to kick the fish back to where they should be. Why use their feet? Because that way, others would not think they were stealing.
Little Moya kicked back a few fish, then slowly noticed a small fish without scales and stepped on it. When no one was paying attention, he used his feet to push the small fish to the edge of the lake.
Then he pretended to be having a fight with Jack and dragged Jack over.
"Brother..." Jack asked him, "Aren't we going to kick the fish?"
"Kick! Just kick, just kick." Little Moya whispered, "Open your mouth!"
Seeing that there was no one around, little Moya grabbed the fish on the ground with one hand, and quickly made a slit in the belly of the fish with his nails. He squeezed out the contents of the fish's belly with his hands, and then threw it into Jack's mouth.
It's the fish thrown in, not the stuff in the fish's belly...
"Ah..." my younger brother patted his chest and said, "It's cold..."
"Bounce." Little Moya said to his younger brother, "Bounce makes it hot."
The two of them jumped up on the ice until the lord's butler stopped them and brought them to the lord.
"Sir!" said the steward, "these untouchables are getting more and more shameful now. You see, they are all wearing clothes made from the door curtains in the granary!"
"Door curtain?" the master asked, "What door curtain?"
"Sir, these are the things in our granary." The steward said, "The fine linen is still stamped with your seal! Let these untouchables steal it..."
"What's so great about two untouchables?" The master waved his hand and said, "Go on, go on..."
"Haven't you heard? Master," the steward said, "there is a master in the south who is as kind as you, but in the end he let the untouchables steal everything, and I heard that some people died. You can't indulge them like this.
Ah, sir. Didn’t the priest say the same thing last time when he came as a guest? This year’s harvest will not be good, so be careful of the untouchables..."
While the housekeeper was talking to the master, little Moya was hugging his brother tightly. He didn't know what was going to happen. In fact, even if he knew what was going to happen, he couldn't help.
That night, the lord's butler led someone to kidnap Old Moya and Wuai. Old Moya was humming a song and making dried fish.
It was so dark that little Moya didn't dare to chase him out because his brother couldn't run fast and there were wolves in the wild at night.
Early the next morning, little Moya dragged Jack and ran towards the lord's castle. He slipped and fell many times on the road, leaving little Moya and his brother bruised and swollen, but they persisted and no one cried out in pain. Brothers
Both of them knew that as long as they saw their father, everything would be solved.
When approaching the castle, little Moya asked his brother to lower his head and stop looking to the sky, but he kept wiping away tears because he saw Uncle Wuai being hung on a high castle.
The two found Old Moya, who was lying outside the gate of the castle. Before the snow could cover his face, Old Moya's hands... were missing from the elbows down, and blood flowed all over the floor.
"Daddy...Daddy!" Little Moya shook Old Moya's body and kept shouting.
Old Moya opened his eyes, looked at his child, and spoke tremblingly.
"No...you have to cry..." He tried very hard to hide his severed hand under his body, "Moya, tell your brother not to look..."
Little Moya shed tears and covered his brother's eyes.
"Remember the smoked fish I made last night?" Old Moya asked him.
Little Moya nodded, "I counted, thirty-two, not one missing!"
"Okay...ok..." Old Moya smiled, "Go home...take these fish...and your brother...let's go!"
Little Moya shook his head, he didn't want to leave old Moya behind.
"I...can't leave..." Old Moya shook his head, "Promise me, Moya, you will take care of your brother..."
"kindness!"
"Remember..." Old Moya said, "If you walk to a warm place... you won't freeze... if you walk along the river... you will have more food..."
"I can catch fish, I can catch voles, and I can find food for my brother!"
"That's good! Remember... we still owe aunt a deer... we have to pay it back... we have to pay it back." After saying this, Old Moya's eyes disappeared, "Let's go... leave me alone...
Don't let your brother see..."
Little Moya knew that Old Moya never changed his words, so he only stepped away step by step, always covering his brother's eyes.
After returning home, little Moya took out all the smoked fish, hid it in the most secret place on his body, tied his brother with a rope, and was ready to go.
Turning around and looking again, he thought maybe he should take something in his hand. There was really nothing to take away from home, so he took another wooden stick.
Just like that, little Moya knew that if he didn't leave, he and his brother would starve to death. When little Moya took his brother through the lord's castle again, the small character in front of his name was removed by someone else.
Someone called him Moya and told him that his father's body was thrown away by the lord.
Little Moya, no, he is Moya now. Hearing the news about his father, he was very painful, but he didn't know how to vent his feelings. So he carried his younger brother on his back and kept walking. He wanted to leave
Go here, go far away, and never come back here!
Moya is growing up day by day, and so is his younger brother.
Both of them needed more food, so while walking to warm places every day, Moya took his brother to look for everything to eat.
The rope tied between the two has long since disappeared, which is good. Both of them can run faster. The younger brother already knows how to follow him closely. The two of them know who is there without speaking.
He gave the stick to his younger brother, equipped himself with a bigger and thicker one, and asked a blacksmith to sharpen both ends of their sticks. Don't underestimate this, he has killed a wolf with this stick.
My younger brother's one was even more powerful. I don't know how many fish were inserted from the river.
The two of them were full, hungry, half-full and half-starved, and just wandered like this.
Climbing over mountains, crossing rivers, from one master's fiefdom to another master's fiefdom, until they met the first boss of the two.
That day, Moya took his younger brother into a small town. Because Moya had shot an animal two days ago, the meat had already been eaten. But the skin seemed okay, and he didn’t know how to tandoor it, so he took it.
Come here and have a look, if you're lucky you can get something to eat instead.
I'm really lucky today, I got a wheat cake instead!
"It smells so good!" Moya smelled it and then gave it to his brother to smell, "Isn't it?"
"Yes!" asked the younger brother, "Is this our dinner today?"
"Well, we won't eat this tonight." The difficult life has made Moya develop the habit of being careful with money. "This wheat cake can be kept for a long time... we can eat it when we are really hungry, okay?"
"Yes! Okay!" My younger brother is very sensible and never makes excessive demands. "Shall we go catch voles now?"
The two walked while talking, and when they were almost outside the town, Moya found that the wheat cake he had put in his arms was missing.
A wheat cake! This was such a big deal that Moya was so anxious that he was sweating all over.
"Didn't a kid bump into you just now?" his younger brother reminded him, "Maybe..."
"That's right!" Moya gripped the stick tightly, and with his younger brother, he started to look for the child who was about the same age as himself.
Finally, at a street corner, they found the child. However, the wheat cake had already entered the child's stomach.
"Wheat cake? I ate it. It's useless for you to kill me." The child named Mafa clapped his hands, "Are you hungry too? Come with me!"
Moya didn't know what to say.
Marfa asked Jack to go to a small food shop and stand there. He didn't have to do anything, just look at the boss.
If you were the boss and found a child with green eyes looking at your store and the food you sell without blinking, what would you do?
Of course you have other things to do, but you will pay attention to him every chance you get, staring at him to see if he moves.
Jack just wouldn't move and would leave, because Marfa on the other side had already stuffed a lot of things into her clothes.
In order not to go hungry, they did it several times. After seeing Mafa's actions in the store, they realized that Mafa had been a thief for more than a day or two.
Everyone later discovered that it was easier to find food when the three of them were together, and since they were about the same age, they could get along well with each other, so they mingled together. As time went by, the three orphans became inseparable from each other.
Marfa is the cunning one among the three. Although Jack is also good, because Jack is smaller, Marfa becomes the boss.
Keep wandering, heading towards a warmer place.
When they encountered a town, Mafa planned to lead the two of them to a "big hunt", and then ran to the wilderness or along the river to live a hard life of "hunting" for a few days.
This was good, but who would have thought that on this day, I would meet another orphan.
That guy was quite strong, even stronger than Moya, with a head full of gray hair and a crooked nose, making him look like he was not easy to mess with.
But they had to mess with him because everyone had different opinions about the ownership of a hare.
Moya saw the hare first, and Jack threw a stone at it, but in the end he died in the hands of the gray-haired child... Therefore, it is necessary for everyone to discuss it.
"We saw it first!" Mafa spoke first, "so it should be given to us!"
"Fuck you, did you see it?" The child looked down on Mafa, "I even saw you!"
"Are you going to give it to me?" Moya was a little angry after not having anything to eat for a day. "If you don't give it to me, we'll beat you!"
"Just hit!"
Moya didn't expect that the kid would just do it. Before he was ready, he got hit on the face.
Seeing his brother being beaten, Jack jumped forward and hugged the child's legs. Marfa went up and kicked the child in the butt.
The four people knelt in a ball on the ground and kept fighting until they couldn't fight anymore... Then everyone lay on the ground and discussed again.
"Let's do this..." Mafa said, "Let's divide it evenly!"
"Okay!" said the kid, "split it in half!"
"No!" Moya said, "There are three of us! You are the only one!"
"How about being alone? It's not like I can't beat you!"
“If you divide it into four portions, no one will be full!”
"Forget it!" Jack said, "I'm hungry, are you hungry? Can you bake it first and then talk about it?"
In fact, everyone was hungry, so they all nodded in agreement.
When preparing to roast the hare, Moya discovered another hare! This opportunity waited for no one. Everyone except Jack, who was roasting the rabbit, chased it.
But for a few children, chasing rabbits is not an easy task. It requires good cooperation.
The three of them had to cooperate and listen to the gray-haired child, because he seemed to be very experienced. It took a long time to catch the hare, and the abundance of food also gave everyone a chance to reconcile.
It's not surprising, children don't need any reason to quarrel.
Each person had half a roasted hare, and everyone ate happily.
"My name is Helter! I'm alone." The gray-haired child introduced himself, "What about you?"
Moya also introduced the three people to Helter, because everyone was wandering, so it was naturally much better to walk together.
Helter is the son of a hunter, and he has been hunting with his father since he was a child. But one day, his father went to sell something and everyone disappeared, so he went out alone.
Haierte is very courageous. He dares to do things that others dare not do. He is never afraid of fighting and his attacks are particularly dark. He is also very experienced and always knows what to do at the right time, although sometimes it is inevitable that he will make some mistakes. Haierte is very courageous.
Moya also took good care of Jack and never let Jack go in any dangerous situation... Naturally, he became the boss of the four of them. As long as he could keep his younger brother fed, Moya didn't care who the boss was.
Although Mafa cared, there was only one person, and her words had no weight, so she could only leave it alone.
There is a place to go in Helt, which is a city in the Dark Moon. I heard from people that it is easy to find food in the Dark Moon, and the climate there is very warm.
After walking for who knows how long, the four of them finally arrived at Dark Moon.
"Do you know?" Haiert said to everyone while standing under the city gate of Dark Moon, "I heard that this place is good."
"Then we will live here from now on?" Jack asked.
"Let's find something to eat first!" Mafa touched her belly, "I'm hungry!"
"Okay!" Moya agreed.
So, the four people began to look for food... They often went to a large orchard outside the city. Although they would be caught by a red-nosed old man every time, they would not be beaten. At most, they would be punished and let go.
, you can also bring something to eat when you leave.
But eating fruits all the time... would be annoying, so they would go to Darkmoon City from time to time to see if there were any "fat sheep" or the like that could improve things.
On this day, Helter took them into the city. He saw a black-haired child on the road who looked very oily, so Helter decided to take action.
Helter would not know that just because of his decision, he changed the lives of four people and would also change the lives of many, many people in the days to come.
When Cohen was growing up, someone once took a keen interest in several officials around him, namely two generals, a justice, and a general liaison officer whose specific responsibilities were unknown.
Both young generals are recognized as outstanding figures. One is good at attacking, and his offensive is in full swing. He kills his opponents so frightened that they run away. The people he names to kill will die even if they run to the ends of the earth. The other is good at defense, and his defense line is watertight, allowing him to
All enemies are powerless against him and have no way to attack him. Once the opportunity passes, they have to worry about their own lives.
As for the Chief Justice, if there is anyone who is the most cunning in the whole continent, besides his master, he is the one. On the ground of Cohen, as long as it is heard that he is here, it can be a small gangster or a corrupt official.
Officers, all of them turned blue.
Of course, there is also the general liaison officer. Although he is the head of so many liaison officers under Cohen, he seems to be idle every day and has no idea what he is doing. However, every time Governor Cohen has a major action, he is definitely there.
If he was not there at the time, then Governor Cohen would definitely wait for him to come back before taking action. It can be seen from this that he is a key figure.
Many people believe that it is these few people who hold up half of Cohen's empire. Without these four people, Cohen would not be able to defeat his enemies time and time again. They are outstanding, cannot be bribed, and are extremely loyal to Cohen, and their
The relationship seems to be very good. In Cohen's words, they are just friends, just friends...
"The so-called friends," Cohen once said, "are caring, comforting, helping each other, and investing in sincere feelings. In addition, a few people who use each other are a group of idiots. They give up the most precious things they have the opportunity to get.