The once prosperous Bashkorto now has a depressive atmosphere.
All the people walking on the road were in a hurry, the small shops on both sides had their doors closed, and even some shops with gorgeous doors and the backing of big nobles were closed.
Sad-looking people wandered aimlessly on the road, trying to find a job to get a meager reward.
These people with poles, ropes and carts earn living expenses by carrying various goods for businessmen coming and going. When the small traders disappear from the streets, their livelihoods are also cut off.
Bored, they could only gather on the steps by the roadside and wait for the vague possibility.
"When I went to buy flour yesterday, I found that the price had increased again."
A middle-aged man with a beard said.
"I don't know. I haven't eaten since yesterday. There is nothing at home."
As he spoke, the child, who looked half-grown, swallowed.
The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment. He looked at the neighbor's only remaining hungry child with a green face. He took off a small piece of bread about the size of a finger from his arms and secretly stuffed it to him: "You
Haven't you heard? The military camp is recruiting people. As long as you join the newly established infantry regiment, you will have enough food! Many people who can't afford to eat have already gone."
"The food is so good? Have you all gone? Then why don't you go?"
"There is Prima at home. I can't eat this food."
"Thank you uncle, I'll go take a look later. When will those bad guys in the hotel leave? They've made the city like this. There's no work to be found, and everyone can't survive."
"Shh, stop talking now. If you hear it, you will be whipped again. Just bear with it for now!"
Since a group of strange people came here, the market has been in trouble. These beasts wearing armor and carrying swords and guns broke into the city and took whatever they saw, without giving any money after eating.
There were still people who resisted, but ordinary store owners were no match for these things. They were lying in a pool of blood within a few moves. These people robbed the store and even set it on fire.
The sentinels who received the news fought with them on the street, but several people died in the face of the huge gap in force. However, the knights who came later did something that was incomprehensible to everyone: those who killed and set fire to
So released.
Originally, the soldiers stationed here were all locals and fellow villagers. They were somewhat related to each other. Although they had to eat for free, they were more or less measured and would help each other in any matter. But now this verdict
As soon as it comes out, no one will dare to help anymore, and death will be in vain. Who can be happy with this?
Later, some terrible news spread in the city. The waitresses and female guests in the hotel never appeared again after they moved in. Some people also saw them raping young girls on the street and beating them.
Drag into hotel.
From then on, the door of the hotel was like a dark entrance to a devil's cave, and no locals wanted to pass by it anymore.
However, the little devils want to eat people. People avoid this place, but they can't help them coming out to raid other cities. They eat and drink for free, and they have to take a lot of things with them before leaving. If they are in a good or bad mood, they will ask the waitress to
Take him away, beat him or scold him on the spot if he resists the slightest, and kill him if he offends them. Anyway, the most he will do is get scolded.
Even many maids from noble families were kidnapped. Finally, the shops in the market couldn't bear it anymore and closed down one after another.
Soon, no one came to the market anymore, leaving only empty stalls. The farmers who came to sell fresh vegetables in the countryside couldn't stand it. Together, they said, I don't sell food anyway, so whoever wants to go can go.
Now people in the city have suffered. The cheap markets have disappeared. Only the fleets of large chambers of commerce can transport vegetables from the countryside, but they are much more expensive than before. Fortunately, these people probably have no interest in cooking for themselves.
, so that this last food supply line can be maintained.
Captain Anderson, the youngest in the infantry regiment, has been having a hard time recently. The city has become so chaotic that now whenever he goes out in uniform, he will be stared at silently, as if it is a silent insult.
Question: "Anderson, the city is in such chaos, where is your honor? Where is your duty? Where is your conscience?"
However, he couldn't defend himself: "It's not that I don't want to take care of it, the Duke doesn't let us take care of it, and I feel aggrieved and feel uncomfortable too!"
He had no choice but to hide at home and not go out. Even so, he could still feel this kind of sight coming from the eyes of the servants around him, emerging from the eyes of his relatives, and finally the hesitant words of his parents.
dignified.
"Get out of here! If this continues, I'm afraid my honor will be ruined!"
He buried his face deeply between his hands.
Prima walked towards home with a basket of vegetables. She deliberately avoided the hotel, lowered her head, tightly wrapped the rag around her head, grabbed a handful of soil on the ground and wiped her face, and hurriedly walked along the noble road.
Head forward towards the wall of the area.
"May God bless you." She closed her eyes and muttered silently in her heart, and walked forward in a hurry.
Suddenly a black shadow appeared in front of her, and she felt that she had hit something. When she raised her head, she saw that it was a strong warrior wearing Nazwa clothes.
"It's over!"
Her vision went dark, and a strong fear seized her, burning her so hard that she didn't know what to do.
She quickly lowered her head to the ground and pretended to have a low and hoarse voice: "My lord, I'm sorry. I know I was wrong."
"Keep your head up!"
Prima's body trembled uncontrollably.
"I told you to raise your head!"
Before she could speak, Nazwa's warrior grabbed her hair and lifted it up. With the other hand, he tore off her headscarf, revealing her face that she had tried every means to hide.
"Oh, it's okay!"
Phew, he spat on her face, and the warrior wiped her face with his rough hands, his eyes showing a fierce light like animal instinct. He simply grabbed her hair and lifted it up, looking at Prima up and down.
You pick and choose as if you were buying meat at a vegetable stall, patting it from time to time.
Prima screamed. She reached back and grabbed his arm, just to relieve the pain on her scalp. Inadvertently, her previously proud curves were exposed to the eyes of this humanoid beast like a talisman.
.This feeble struggle completely aroused his animal nature, his breathing became heavy, and his hand slid down his chest.
A desperate scream came from her mouth, and tears could not stop flowing down, falling into the soil at her feet like broken pearls.
Anderson was sitting in the study and heard such desperate and helpless screams. His breathing gradually became heavier, and a burning emotion rushed into his head. He suddenly felt that his mind was dizzy.
He wanted to become a knight, but faced with such a situation, he could no longer restrain himself. He pulled out the sword on the holder and jumped onto the wall.
I can’t care anymore!
"Let her go!" He stood on the wall and roared.
"Little guy! Are you capable of drawing a knife on me?" The man holding the girl looked up to the sky and laughed: "Are you worthy?"
Anderson felt his temples pounding, and he could hardly restrain his urge to take action.
"Come on! What are you waiting for!" The beast threw Prima out by her hair, and in Anderson's horrified eyes, she hit the wall at his feet with a bang. The girl bounced off the wall.
Come on, it rolled on the ground twice and made no sound.
Anderson suddenly felt that his eyes were red, and his eardrums were thumping against his blood pressure. Any admonishment, persuasion, or exchange of benefits, go to hell!
Once this bloody fact is placed in front of him, with his yearning to become a knight, he simply cannot accept it!
He mustered up all the strength in his body and jumped down from the wall. A kind of power surged out of his body. He felt that he suddenly became more sensitive and powerful. The light of fighting spirit appeared on his body and weapons, drawing a line.
A beautiful arc, slashing towards the head of this humanoid beast!
The rebound of swords and swords came back.
Anderson no longer cared about any moves or techniques. He just mustered up all his strength to hit the enemy on the head again and again.
What is this flying thing? Whose blood is it?
The feeling on the sword edge became duller and duller, and Anderson seemed to want to vent all the anger he had accumulated during this period, and attacked the figure wildly.
"Enough!"
A voice sounded in his ear: "That's enough! Stop!"
His sword-wielding hand was held down by another strong arm.
Anderson seemed to gradually come to his senses. He looked at the indescribable meat sauce on the ground and was stunned, as if he just remembered what it was. At this moment, a smell rushed into his mouth.
Nostrils, he couldn't even turn his head and spit it out uncontrollably.
"Look at you, it's going to be very difficult now."
The knight captain who held Anderson curled his lips: "You can't hold this chin any longer. I'll pretend to catch you later and go to the military camp outside the city. You should take the opportunity to run away! Don't make it difficult for me, adults."
Anderson calmed down, but saw his father, a man who used to be stern and unsmiling, walking over with a small package: "Take it, let's go to the royal capital!"
He patted him on the shoulder: "You fought well, and you also awakened your fighting spirit. I'm proud of you!"
Anderson looked at the girl who was still lying at the foot of the wall and asked, "What should she do?"
"I'll handle it."
Anderson left with the knight, and the rope in his hand was loose. He would perform the trick of attacking the knight at the city gate, then taking the opportunity to seize the horse and run out of the city gate.
When Anderson's back gradually disappeared, his father turned around, glanced at the girl who was still slumped at the foot of the wall, and said to the servant beside him: "Look, if she dies, take her out and bury her, and send her to her home."
Save some money and send her to the temple for treatment if she is still alive, she may be of some use."