Jenna rode a horse quickly on the road. After a day's journey, she felt tired, but fortunately there was a village not far ahead. She had been to that place a few years ago. She remembered that there was a village next to the village.
A field surrounded by low stone walls.
The horses' hooves stepped on the weedy road, bringing up bursts of soil and grass clippings, and the night air was slightly chilly.
As Jena approached the destination in her memory, a flame appeared in the distance, and the chaotic shouts gradually became clearer. Her heart tightened, she picked up the whip and twitched the horse, then accelerated and rushed forward.
The village in my memory is currently being burned. The flames rise under the moist straw, bringing with them thick green smoke. Everything around them is slowly drying out, and the inside of the village is a chaotic scene.
A group of men wearing chainmail and covered iron armor were using swords and guns to force some villagers out of their houses, where they looted coins and various property.
A bearded soldier put his foot on an old woman on the ground.
"Tell me, where are the other things hidden?" He looked impatient.
"Haha, this girl is pretty. I'll follow you tonight." On the other side, a wretched soldier tied up a struggling woman with a rope and raised and lowered her hands at the same time.
"Tch, I still want to resist." An iron gun was pulled out from a middle-aged man's body, bringing out a burst of rich blood. Then the dead body slowly fell beside the house, and the fire illuminated the shocked and unwilling face.
, time seems to be frozen here.
These heavily armed soldiers forcibly dragged villagers out of their houses, beating or stabbing them with weapons if they resisted at the slightest resistance. Curses, wails, and the sound of whips could be heard one after another in the burning village.
They were driven to one side, knelt on the ground, and were watched over, while other soldiers moved the things in the house and under the cellar to the open space on the other side, and then loaded them onto carriages.
Some old people were directly killed by these people with weapons, while young men and women were tied up under the threat of cold weapons. The cries of children and women and the sobbing of everyone were particularly desolate against the sound of flames.
Jenna's eyes widened when she saw the scene in front of her. Even though many of the villagers were just acquaintances, in her image they were all honest and simple ordinary people. Why should they be treated like this?
She rushed to the village on horseback, turned over, grasped the scabbard in her hand, and walked forward with heavy steps.
"What are you doing!"
"What?"
Several soldiers turned to look at the girl who had suddenly arrived, and saw that she was wearing a leather jacket and a long knife hanging from her belt. Judging from her appearance, she seemed to be from a good background and had some martial arts skills.
A young leader came over with a spear and said to the strange girl: "You'd better stay out of things here. These people are diehards who support the 'Hunting Sect'. Many of our brothers died fighting with them."
In their fight."
"But what you are doing is too cruel." The girl looked at the scene in front of her, breathing heavily in her chest, and gradually clenched her hands.
"Cruel, it's ridiculous. Where did you come from, a young lady who doesn't care about the world." The soldier leader whistled and said disdainfully.
"This is how fighting is. If they win, they won't treat us like this. I really think those 'bow hunters' are good people. You have been tricked by them before, right? When there is a famine, a bag of rice and a gold coin is really a loss.
They can sell it."
He estimated that the girl who came on horseback should be a young member of a certain mercenary family, and she could be regarded as one of the members of the 'Halber Sect'. After all, there are not many girls in the local 'Hunter Sect' who practice sword riding and they know how to do it.
Under the arrangements of the older generation, learn weaving or other jobs honestly.
"That's it, little girl, you should go back to breastfeed and stop running around with a knife, hahaha." Some soldiers nearby also started to boo.
"Maybe find a man to marry and have children early, so you won't think about these messy things." These soldiers did not think that they were doing anything evil, but just ordinary jobs. They were originally servants traveling around.
The soldiers were not familiar with these compatriots in Black Rock Principality at all, so they had no psychological burden when killing them.
Besides, isn't that what fighting is like? If it weren't for these huge benefits, who would be willing to sacrifice their lives?
Now that they have won, they will naturally squeeze out every inch of the enemy. Property, women, livestock, and fields will all be theirs. If not for these, why would they charge behind those mercenary captains?
"You!..." Jena shouted angrily and pulled out the knife. The heavy and narrow long knife reflected bursts of cold light in the firelight.
"Hey, the eldest lady is angry, hahaha."
"If you attack us, you are committing treason, you know? Not only you, but your family will also be punished."
"I advise you to think carefully."
"Haha, I guess I read too many knight novels and my brain was ruined, haha."
These soldiers were not afraid at all. Several of their leaders were also at War Sequence 2, so they could naturally sense the girl's general strength. Although it was good, it was of little use given the large number of people on our side.
If it weren't for their scruples, the family's financial situation should not be simple if they could cultivate such a girl. They would have captured this nosy girl a long time ago. Nowadays, the war is in chaos and one or two people are missing. This is normal.
After the war broke out, some order within the Black Rock Principality began to collapse, and the conflicts and resentments that had been suppressed in the past were directly exposed in a brutal way.
The sarcastic voices of the soldiers stimulated the girl who still maintained a righteous heart. She rushed forward with a knife, ready to use her own means to stop this tragedy.
hiss--
A slight spark flashed, and the sharp long knife directly cut open the opposite weapon, breaking through the hard iron armor, leaving a long bloody gash on the body.
In a simple surprise attack, the girl chopped down the three people with a knife, causing them to fall to the ground, curling up and letting out a wail of pain.
"It's not easy, little girl. I want to order your knife."
A man wearing heavy armor came from behind, and the soldiers respectfully moved out of the way. This man seemed to be the leader of this team, and had the strength of Sequence 4.
"Boss Long Ke is here, she looks good now."
"Tsk tsk, this girl seems to have a good figure?" Although three people were cut down, after the leader from behind came over, the group of people settled down again. Their leader was a rare figure among the surrounding teams.
A good player is simply not worth mentioning against this Sequence 2 girl.
Wearing thick armor that covered his whole body, this man was more than two meters tall. His mountain-like body faced the flames, huge and oppressive, and the shadow under him slowly enveloped the thin girl in front of him.