"There are no damn skeletons here -" shouts echoed on the empty streets. Jutta turned around, a light glimmer reflected in her anxious dark green pupils - where did those undead go?
The mercenary captain's slender fingers were pressed motionlessly on the handle of the rapier, and the doubts in his heart were like a fog that gradually spread and made it difficult to see his fingers. Everyone looked around in this fog, but found nothing.
The mercenaries advanced in the darkness, their footsteps rustling, and the unknown lurked under the loneliness of the night, gripping everyone's hearts coldly and invisible. Fear was like a shadow hanging over everyone's head,
It didn't need to speak, but it grabbed everyone's throat. It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and everyone looked around with their eyes that looked bright in the dark:
They were afraid that the undead souls that suddenly disappeared without a trace would pour out of a certain alley and surround them.
They crossed half of the city, expecting to encounter those bloodthirsty dead creatures on the way, and then start a life-and-death struggle. But the enemies seemed to only exist in their imaginations, and the undead in Ximen seemed to have never existed.
——Could it be that the young noble made a wrong judgment? Yuta turned around, and the light from the illuminating crystal in the young man's hand penetrated into the depths of her pupils, reflecting the other person's face that looked pale and bloodless due to malnutrition.
"Captain?" the young man asked.
"What?"
"Did that noble judge wrongly?" He whispered: "Did they go around to the north?"
"Impossible," the female mercenary leader categorically denied this judgment: "On the battlefield, every second counts, and the opponent's commander cannot be a fool."
"But..." The young man wanted to say something more, but someone in front of him shouted: "Captain!"
Both of them were startled and looked over there in unison.
"What's wrong?"
"Something has been discovered," the man shouted, "Come and take a look!"
Yuta and the boy looked at each other, nodded and followed, but as soon as she turned the corner, she was stunned——
The scene on the long street has completely changed.
This place seems to have experienced a fierce battle. Looking around, there is almost no intact stone slab on the ground paving the street. As far as the eye can see, there are big pits one after another. The cracked stone slabs seem to have been damaged by some kind of
The powerful force coming from the underground flipped outwards, and some were even thrown dozens of meters away. If it weren't for the elemental disorder caused by not feeling the slightest elemental power in the air, everyone present would have reason to believe that this place is at least
I have experienced a duel with gold and above.
Juta raised his head and saw a two-story building not far away sinking inwards and collapsing on one side. It was as if something had hit the central part horizontally, and the wooden beams supporting the structure were broken. Such a situation
The attack was at least above the level of silver. She took a breath and walked forward while looking at the swaying skeletons and human corpses in the pits.
"Who are those people?"
The female mercenary leader looked at the corpses and frowned. The corpses were dressed the same as the poor people outside the city. This was easy to explain, but how should we understand the skeletons scattered on the ground next to these human corpses? She carefully
After observation, it was found that the casualty ratio was close to five to one, which meant that there were at least five skeletons next to a human corpse. If the poor people outside the city had this fighting capacity, Yuta would be suspicious.
Let’s see how Grudin survives to this day.
The mercenaries all shook their heads.
"Where are their weapons?" she asked again.
"No weapons." The mercenary replied.
"Without weapons?" Yuta took a deep breath: "Do you want to tell me that these humans are actually fighting the undead with bare hands, or are they people of silver?"
"Captain, I don't know if they are Silver People, but the first point - I want to say that is exactly the case." The servant who had asked them before lowered his head and replied in a low voice.
Yuta's eyes flashed, something happened that night beyond her knowledge. At this time, there was a sound of horse hooves in the street, everyone looked up, and saw two or three riders separated from the night mist and stopped.
In front of them was the scout sent out before. The female mercenary leader immediately came back from her thoughts. She raised her head and asked, "What's wrong? Did you find anything out front?"
"Captain," the rider immediately replied, "there are sounds of fighting in the direction of the city gate."
Are there sounds of fighting from the direction of the city gate?
You mean, these refugees actually pushed the undead back?
Everyone stopped and couldn't help but look at each other. Martha on top, what kind of situation is this?
…
The light in the darkness is not as simple as white paint on a dark background. Especially in the deep darkness, the only ray of light seems to be the hope flowing in the hearts of people. Although it has never been illuminated by it,
But they still want to move towards that ray of brightness. Even if it is just an imagination that exists in the mind, people are also willing to trek towards the direction of light in the darkness.
Even if it leaves a deeper shadow behind, human beings are also willing to face the light——
In the darkness, the light of the torch flickered.
The girl knelt down quietly in front of the torch. The red firelight outlined the soft lines of her cheeks. Between light and dark, the graceful lines extended to her neck and into the shadows under the edge of her face. Her dark face
His eyes refracted the firelight, as if a flickering flame lit up in the deepest part of his pupils. He pursed his lips quietly, put his hands on his knees, and remained motionless.
It was as if everything in front of her had nothing to do with her.
There was a loud bang, and a vine that could only be hugged by two people suddenly rose from the ground, carrying gravel and soil, forming a bow and drawing towards the white skeletons under the night. Tens of meters long vines were in the sea of skeletons.
Sweeping through it, there was a chaotic "crackling" sound, and countless broken pieces were thrown high and swept to the side.
Three tall men wearing animal skin robes with indifferent expressions stood on the city wall and directed the vines, as if they were cleaning up garbage, and time and time again pushed back the skeletons coming up from below. And those standing beside them, even half
The lycanthropic werewolf, with a stooped body and a head taller than them, was staring at the sea of undead below with ghostly eyes, ready to repel the sneak attacks of the black warriors and corpse witches hidden among these rabble.
The battle has lasted for nearly an hour——
But finally a tall werewolf walked up to the girl and lowered his head respectfully: "Miss Antitina, it seems that reinforcements have arrived."
The noble daughter's eyes flashed: "Who is it?" she asked.
"They seem to be mercenaries."
She glanced back at the city wall, then turned back without saying a word and nodded. Then she turned around slightly - and saw the businesswoman holding her precious bag with both hands, her upper body completely lying down.
On the other side of the battlement, she was sleeping soundly with her eyes closed, her eyelashes hanging down like a thick brush, her face flushed against the firelight, so delicate and charming, it was quite endearing - of course, if her mouth wasn't slightly open,
He was drooling a large pool of dream saliva down from his body in an extremely inelegant posture.
Antitina sighed feebly, stretched out her hand and patted the girl's face.
Roman immediately slapped his mouth, waved his hands subconsciously and muttered in a low voice: "If you want to kill Roman, please wait until I finish sleeping-"
The noble daughter suddenly felt a sense of weakness.
"Roman."
"I know, I know," little Roman frowned in his sleep: "Please take the number and line up, the next one -"
"..."
…
Jutta was surprised when she saw Antitina for the first time. The mature female mercenary leader couldn't help frowning. She looked at those strangely dressed guys - werewolves, druids,
Ximen's undead could do almost nothing under their suppression. Not to mention that they arrived late, it is estimated that even if they did not come, the outcome of the battle here would not change at all. But she couldn't help but think about where these people were.
Holy. She didn't know if these people were the young noble's subordinates, but if they were, did it mean that the other party had never believed in her at all?
Then Fern, that young man should also take some follow-up measures.
She took a gentle breath. Although she knew this was normal, she still felt a little uncomfortable. It was as if her determined efforts were finally denied by others. Although her mind was mature and firm, she still had some expectations.
.Especially during the battle that night, after witnessing the young man killing Grudin with her own eyes, she had a faint hope in her heart, hoping that this would be an opportunity to change her destiny.
Not just hers, but the entire mercenary group.
In this troubled world, there is no peace in wandering. She hopes that the young man is a lord worth following, who can at least make most of her people feel they belong. But it turns out that nobles are all ordinary people, no matter how different they are——
But she always only thinks about how to plot others all day long, so she is full of suspicion towards others and does not trust anyone. Even that young man cannot escape from this circle. The female mercenary leader put on her fiery red long hair
Her hair brushed behind her ears, and she became speechless when she thought of this.
But Antitina raised her head and looked at this woman who was nearly a head taller than herself. Her face was calm and motionless, as if she didn't show any weakness at all. These should be the mercenaries that the lord has conquered? She thought, and then thought about it for a moment.
She probably clarified Brando's thoughts. However, as she looked at the other party's every move, a flash of understanding suddenly flashed across her eyes - So that's it. She seemed to have guessed the thoughts of the female mercenary captain, and said: "Excuse me.
yes?"
Jutta looked at this little girl. Although the other person was much younger than her, she still felt a faint sense of oppression. "Hey, another noble girl," the female mercenary leader cursed in her heart.
, but when he spoke, it was in a teasing tone: "Yuta, leader of the Shanyan Mercenary Group, we were sent by the lord. Who are you, little girl?"
The temptation has come.
Antitina smiled softly in her heart, but replied without changing her face: "I am also a subordinate of the lord, to be precise, I am his chief staff member." She stretched out her hand: "This is Miss Roman,
She is the fiancée of the lord."
The businesswoman yawned and rubbed her eyes sleepily——
Sure enough, Yuta's heart moved. A trace of disgust and disappointment flashed in her eyes.
This trace of disappointment and disgust did not escape the eyes of the noble daughter. Sure enough, the same thoughts as Jutta flashed through her mind, but her face changed and she answered coldly: "But please don't be suspicious, Miss Jutta - although
I appear here as your lord's staff, but it does not mean that I agree with his actions." She raised her head and looked at the female mercenary leader with a cold face: "So, Miss Captain, please tell me this.
grown ups--"
"If you think that if a person is single and abandons everything, he can avoid hurting other people, I hope he can abandon this naivety. Because although I don't know what kind of person adults want to be, I do know a real hero.
He is not a saint who cannot make mistakes, but a man who dares to take responsibility!"
"Even if it is a wrong decision, I hope he understands that a person's life does not only belong to himself, but also belongs to everyone who relies on, cares about and loves him. Just like I respect the Lord's decision, but I will never
Will forgive him for abandoning his subordinates——"
"Also, please tell him -" Antitina suddenly stopped, looking far away: "In this world, there is no hope and freedom that can be obtained through charity without bloodshed and struggle."
The girl stopped and her last words spread far away.
moment.
Every werewolf on the city wall turned back. They looked back at the noble girl, with an indescribable light shining in their eyes.
Yuta was slightly stunned, her heart moved, but she looked at the girl and asked: "What do you mean?"
Antitina did not answer.
There was deathly silence above the city wall——
The female mercenary leader turned her attention to Roman who was aside, but the businesswoman just smiled sweetly at her and asked: "Well, Auntie, Roman wants to ask you if you have signal arrows?"
Juta was stunned.
…
When the signal rose from the west gate, the bright firelight illuminated the deepest part of the eyes of everyone involved in the battle in the city——
Brando, Charles and Qian behind him stopped for a moment, and the mercenaries who followed them also stopped for a moment. Everyone subconsciously raised their heads and looked at the bright light, which seemed to be
A prayer, a blessing, tell everyone on the battlefield. Tell them - they have won!
Brando took a deep breath.
If he is a gambler, then he thinks he must be the luckiest one. Because when the roulette wheel stops, the pointer of fate is impartial and just opens the door to the only road. As for
What was behind the door? Maybe he couldn't see things that far away for a while, but at least he knew that he finally won this time.
From the hands of Madara and Grudin, the first move was made.
However, at this moment, Ciel looked back at his lord, the young wizard smiled slightly: "So, after the darkness - is it already dawn? Lord?"
"No," Brando looked at the magic light and shook his head: "It's just-"
