The civil servant smiled, and took the soldier to walk a few steps quickly, farther away from the tents: "I tell you, the richer people are, the more they are afraid of death, and the higher the title, the more they are afraid of losing everything they have."
"Then..." The soldier hesitated but did not dare to say it.
Of course the civil servant understood what the soldier wanted to say, and said with a smile: "You want to say that the marshal also has a high title, right? Let me tell you, this is the difference between ordinary people and extraordinary people. Take a look at our Yasi
The most famous person, the one who takes his title seriously."
"Yes, like our Lords, Marshal Muharlin and the others are extraordinary people." The soldier said with excitement on his face.
The civil servant nodded: "That's right. Let's go on to ask the next one. We've already finished our work and went to have a drink. The weather is really a bit cold."
The rain is still falling, and there is no mercy. Water from everywhere continues to pour into the river.
"Run away, the flood is coming." Although it was already dark, the huge sound of the flood made it impossible for people in the village to sleep. The wall of water several meters high came towards the village unscrupulously. The people standing at the entrance of the village were almost expressing their despair.
The voice conveyed the news to the rest of the village.
The peaceful and peaceful village suddenly became chaotic. During the day, the villagers were still preparing for celebrations for the upcoming harvest.
The flood was getting closer, and the village was in chaos. It was too late to pack up the things at home. The villagers helped each other and prepared to escape from the village.
"My, my daughter..." A village woman looked towards the direction of the village. A little girl about seven or eight years old was standing in the rain crying, holding her beloved lamb in her arms. Several male villagers forcibly held the girl.
Famous village woman: "Run away, it's too late."
The village women were screaming in pain, and the men did not dare to look in the direction of the village, but forcibly pulled the women away.
"Ba, swordsman with hundreds of cuts..."
"The land of ice and snow...
These two deep sounds seemed to travel farther than the huge sound of water, reaching the hearts of every villager. The villagers couldn't help but stop and turn around to look.
The little girl who was crying because of fear couldn't help but stop crying. There was a tall figure in front of him, and countless sword lights flashed out. The soil and stones on the ground flew up, and the dazzling light scattered the water, soil, and stones.
Mix together and build an ice wall.
"There is a crack..." An officer picked up the little girl and pointed at a crack in the ice wall and shouted. The magician tried to activate the magic to maintain the strength of the ice wall, but the crack was still getting bigger. Standing on the small
The swordsman in front of the girl who was using sword skills threw away his sword, rushed to the edge of the ice wall with a sword step, inserted his strong hands into the ice wall, and blocked the crack with his body.
Almost instantly, several walls tens of meters high were erected around the village. These walls were made of mud, stones, ice and people.
"I'm sorry, we have too few people, and the harvest is about to be exhausted." The officer slowly walked up to several old men, put the little girl down and said regretfully.
The villagers came to their senses from the fright. The villagers yelled at the young people to help. Then they walked to the officer and knelt down. Just as he was about to kowtow, the officer reached out to support him, but with this support,
The officer fell to the ground.
Many soldiers saw the officer fall, and no one left their post. Anyone could tell from their trembling bodies that they were extremely exhausted, relying solely on their spirits to support their bodies.
"Master, you." The village chief supported the fallen officer. Without saying a word, the officer forced himself to stand up, straightened the shoulder armor that was messed up when he fell to the ground, and urged himself to use the few remaining pieces of his body.
More magic is injected into the ice wall. "Hold on a little longer, and it will be fine after the waves pass."
He spoke in such a low voice that the village chief could not tell who he was speaking to.
One by one, the magicians knelt on the ground, and the light on their hands became weaker and weaker. Fortunately, the water level outside the ice wall began to decrease, and the water flow was not so fast.
"Which village is this?" The soldier who blocked the crack in the ice wall with his body smiled and sat down on the ground. The magician who had been crawling on the ground raised his head: "Four, or five, I forgot to count.
.”
"Hahaha, I forgot to count." The strong warrior laughed, lying straight on the ground with laughter, and fell asleep.
The water flow decreased and was no longer a threat to the ice wall. The swordsman and the magician sat on the ground. Only the officer was still standing there. He raised his left hand with difficulty and took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped it carefully.
The badge on his chest was filled with a smile. This long-lost smile had not appeared for many years. He remembered clearly that the last time he was so happy, he was also wiping his badge, but the last time he wiped it
It was blood, but this time it was muddy water.
The long sword was slowly raised high by the officer.
"The Royal Knights of the Yasi Army are undefeated, and no enemy can make us take a step back." The officer shouted with a very proud voice, and the soldiers who were sitting on the ground because of exhaustion, whether they were swordsmen or magicians,
They all stood up, holding up their swords or canes.
At this time, the stunned villagers came to their senses. The village chief was the first to kneel down, intending to salute these soldiers with the highest etiquette. All the villagers also knelt down one after another. From the village chief to everyone.
None of the villagers knew what language to use to express their gratitude.
The little girl who had just been rescued broke away from her mother's arms and ran to give the flower on her head to the soldier who had just rescued her. "I picked this on the edge of the field in the morning and gave it to you." The soldier smiled and squatted down.
, let the little girl pin the flowers on his breastplate.
Don't be so pretty, the little girl kissed the swordsman on the cheek and said in a childish voice: "When I grow up, I want to marry you." When the soldier heard this, his face suddenly turned red, very red.
The other soldiers and villagers all laughed.
"Please get up." The officer helped the village chief, looked at the wild flowers on the soldier's chest and said, "This is the best medal that our team has received. Yasi's army must protect Yasi. I am now
Only then do I understand how Marshal Corey feels."
"Marshal Kerui..." The villagers looked excited.
"That's right, Marshal Kerui is still on the river embankment, personally supervising the renovation of the river embankment." The officer said loudly, but before the villagers could react, he jumped on his horse: "Soldiers, we are on horseback.
Let’s rest. Let’s go.”
Just like that, they came and left in a hurry, as if they had never appeared before. If it weren't for the melting ice wall around the village, the villagers wouldn't even believe that all this was real.
"What are you going to do?" The village chief asked puzzledly when he saw his son holding a farm tool, knowing that the fields had been completely destroyed by the flood. The village chief's son leaned a wooden board against the ice wall.
When he reached the ice wall, he turned around and said, "I want to go to the river embankment." After that, he jumped out of the ice wall. When many young people heard this, they also went home to get tools and jumped out of the ice wall from the wooden board.
Run towards the river embankment.
"This brat has become a man." The villager cursed with a smile, turned around and shouted: "The women will go home to cook immediately. They will make a lot of rice and send it to the river embankment, and take out all the good things at home.
.”
When the village became lively, a big pot was set up in the square in front of the village, and the women began to be busy.
The flood that raged all night seemed to have retreated due to the determination of the Yasi Army. In the early morning, a morning glow appeared, and the sun also rose from the east side of the earth.