After taking a few cavalry to patrol the village to ensure that there would be no more enemies, Geer came to an open space not far from the village, which was dyed with golden trees by the sun, and saw it
There are only more than thirty survivors left in this village.
Following the guidance of the watch hunter, Geer walked out of the woodland, turned over and dismounted, and came to these poor people.
Like those who had been destroyed before, these people looked haggard and scattered in the clearings of the forest—the elderly and women were at the outermost, while the children were gathered in the middle, and women were at the middle.
The children are a little better, but most of the elderly carry scars of varying degrees. Although they have brought people to do some simple bandages in Mankizzi, the white strips of cloth with blood still look a little shocking.
An old man who looked about fifty years old came up. He was about to enter his twilight age. His hair began to turn gray and his wrinkles could not be concealed. However, the old man's body was still burly and straight, and his muscles were also contoured.
It is clear and strong, and it can be seen that when he was young, this old man was also a good player.
He was wearing a blue coarse cloth shirt. The dye for his clothes was made of indigo dye specialized in Blue Ye Village. There were some conspicuous copper wire tattooed on the collar, showing his unique identity.
"Dear Knight, Hello, I am Sened, the village chief of Lanye Village. I will only pay tribute to you on behalf of the villagers. Thank you for your help for saving us from these human skin beasts."
Seeing Geer, the old man respectfully took off his hat, buried his head, and bent down solemnly to salute.
Geer glanced at Sened, nodded slightly, looked at the other party, waiting for the village chief to continue to reveal his origin, and his behavior was not rude, but also highlighted his identity that was a little higher.
Geer's identity is now a noble knight named by Sylvia. Maintaining this identity is very beneficial to him during this period, so Geer uses this identity to contact these Haysting's citizens, this identity
It is conducive to him establishing prestige among these people.
"Master Knight, can you bring us poor people?" Sened was not surprised by Geer's failure to express his opinion. Compared with those noble knights who were above the top in Bern, Geer's attitude was already considered a good deal compared to those noble knights who were above the top in Bern.
OK. And the home has been destroyed. Even if Geer has a bad attitude, Sened will carefully flatter the other party. After all, the safety of the young and old has been placed on this brave knight.
"Have you been a soldier?" Geer turned his gaze to Sened's rough hands, with wounds and thick cocoons, unlike the ones made by farm work. Instead, it seemed to be formed by grasping weapons for a long time, and asked casually.
"Yes, Master Knight, when I was young, I participated in the King's border expansion army." Sened replied cautiously, but there was a sense of pride in his tone.
"We are fighting these cultists, and there are people who have lost their homes like you, and you can join us if you want. But other people besides children, others must work, people like you who have experience in fighting, if necessary
You must also participate in the battle."
"Thank you for your generosity, Master Knight." Sened hurriedly bowed deeply. The conditions proposed by Geer were far beyond his expectations. He had been to many places, but had never seen this before.
A generous nobleman.
"You go down. Take a break first and you will be notified when you leave later." Geer nodded and looked at the villagers. He felt quite stable emotionally. Among the villagers rescued these few times, the mental state of these people was in the same state.
It's already the best, and it seems that Sened's ability is pretty good - at least in terms of calming his emotions.
"Please wait. Master, I have another request." Ger was about to leave, and Sened quickly called him, "Can we hand over these thugs who destroyed our homes to us?"
"Yes." Geer looked at Sened. The old man's eyes were filled with requests. "But you have to wait a while, my people still need to get some information from them, and give it to you after they say hello."
Amid the village chief's thanks, Geer walked aside, leaned against his mount that was leisurely gnawing on the grass, patted its sniffing head, and his eyes passed through the dense jungle in front of him, and fell to the ground.
Above the rolling mountains outside.
Now they just have an advantage that has not been discovered by those invaders. Based on the intelligence collection and summary during this period, we can know that the strength of both sides is not at the same level at all. Even if the invaders send a team here, it is not Geer's side.
Strength can block it.
Moreover, as it gets closer to the central area of Melzai, more and more refugees are encountered. As the refugee team continues to expand, the pressure on both logistics and hiddenness begins to become heavier.
"Merzai is the one who decides the final outcome."
"grown ups."
Geer turned his gaze and it was Fenos.
The young hunter walked over quickly. "It's already done."
"Very good." Looking at the young hunter who was still stained with dry blood on his face, Geer nodded with satisfaction. I don't know if it was his talent or the stimulation brought to him by these invaders, Fenos showed off during this period.
In addition to his extraordinary interrogation skills, those prisoners of war were given to him, and he could always get what they wanted in their mouths, and this time was no exception.
"I'll deal with it later?" A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the young hunter's face, and he licked his dry lips.
"No, leave it to them." Geer pointed to Sened who was standing aside and kept looking at it. "They need it more than you."
"What a pity." Fenos shrugged. "But it's good."
The young hunter walked directly to Sened. After a while, the two saw the village chief walking back to the refugees and saying something. Soon, except for leaving two women to watch the child, the rest of the refugees followed him in a hurry.
North flocked to a corner of the jungle.
Not long after, an inhuman howling sounded, and with the help of human hearing, Geer could still hear the crisp sound of the sound of the stones covered underneath hitting the body, which had broken bones.
The scene of the invader living that had been dealt with by the villagers immediately appeared in Geer's mind, and in the end, all heaps of rotten meat were left behind.
Then there was a little noisy howling.
"It was you beasts who killed my husband!"
"Devil! He killed my child!"
"Kill them, the house was burned!"
"Bite these invaders to death!" After a brief silence, a heart-wrenching howl suddenly broke out from the place where the refugees were. From the voice, Geer could imagine the twisted expressions on the faces of these refugees at that moment.
Screams of tragic screams came, and there was also a sound similar to a wild beast swallowing meat. Soon, several cavalrymen ran out with ugly faces. Obviously, the tragic situation on the scene exceeded these things, even on the battlefield,
The range of tolerance for the soldiers who change their colors.
It lasted for more than ten minutes in total, and the screams finally became inaudible.
After about half an hour, the dense footsteps turned back. Geer turned his head and saw Sened coming. The old man's chest was wet, but some newly stained blood marks
Still couldn't wash it clean, a faint smell of blood surrounded him.
When he came to Geer, Sened said nothing, but just solemnly performed the manner of kneeling on one knee, and then silently turned back to the side of the refugee.
"Have you done it?" Ger turned his gaze to Fenos on the side.
"All right."
"Yeah. You bring these refugees."
"Yes, sir."
Geer looked around, then turned over and gave the horse loudly, "Go away!"
...
The destination of Geer and his group was a hidden valley about three hours away.
Entering the secret entrance guarded by several secret whistles, Geer and his group entered this quiet valley surrounded by green shade. At this time, it had become a large refugee camp, plus the Blue Leaf brought back by Geer this time
The number of refugees in the village has increased to a scale of four or five hundred, scattered in every corner of the valley, which has brought a lot of vitality to it.
Leaving the refugees to special personnel for resettlement, Geer led Mankizzi and Fenos to the depths of the valley, and found a huge black tent in a depression of a stone wall - this was a previous battle
The later trophy, as the best place to live, was naturally occupied by women with important identities such as Sylvia.
When Ger saw Lukarin, she was busy on the ground in the middle of the tent. A somewhat rough but rather detailed sand tray had been built, with stone pieces of various shapes inserted on it, and Mel was married.
The situation near Zai was marked.
After coming in, Fenos came directly to the sand table and described the latest information he had obtained. Soon, there were a few more marking points on the sand table.
"Gel, how is the situation?" Sylvia came forward.
"A small team was wiped out and more than 30 refugees were rescued, and there were no middle-aged men." Geer replied in a streamlined manner.
Hearing this, the young princess looked a little sad. "No matter what, it is a good thing to live one more."
Geer nodded and greeted the goddess sitting on the corner stretcher. In less than two months, the heroic goddess could not show her heroic figure on the battlefield again, but it seemed that she didn't care about it, or
He said that she cared about others and couldn't see it. He just nodded slightly, responded to Geer in a very plain manner, and then continued to pick up an Ingrid teaching and read it.
"Gel, come on." Lukarin's voice sounded.
Geer walked over.
"Our food is insufficient. In order to ensure the secret, the people who collect food cannot run too far. Almost all the collected foods nearby have been collected. In addition, what you brought back today can last for up to three days." Luka
Lin reported a bad news with a serious expression.
“It must be transferred?”
"Yes."
"Is there any suitable goal?" Geer asked calmly.
"Well, the situation around us is already very clear. After we studied it, we felt that this place was the most suitable target."
Ger moved his gaze along Lukarin's slender fingers to the sand table, and inserted a stone piece in the direction of his fingers, with the five words "Ariblock" engraved in Conatas.