~： Fourth year story 079, rescue that wouldn't happen

dawn--

early morning--

morning--

Outside the already veritable Ash City, a troop came one after another, surrounded by a slowly moving magic train. Before reaching the crushed railroad track, the train stopped. The cavalry behind them also stopped their mounts at the same time, appearing orderly.

Every cavalry was covered with a black cloak. Under the cloak, there is a pair of sharp eyes that can only be seen by warriors who have been battlefield. But even these fighters who thought they had seen too many battlefields and killings, after seeing this dead city in front of them, all took a breath.

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Open the train door.

Accompanied by the two young men behind him, the old man in the cloak strode down. He was in front of everyone, looking up at the city, silent for a long time.

The members of the Bucks Diplomatic Corps have gradually come down. Felt and a few powerful companions even walked down with the corpse of a fat middle-aged woman and placed it on a piece of white cloth paved by Elhoud. After doing all this, they all stepped back, their hands hanging down, afraid to speak.

"......Princess Garcia Dess, you killed it?"

The old man under the cloak spoke slowly. Hearing this, Dai Lao walked up tremblingly and knelt down in a knightly manner. His lips trembled for a long time before he reluctantly squeezed out a "yes" word.

The old man was silent... Just when Dai Lao thought he was about to face a catastrophe, the old man nodded, turned around, and stroked his hair lightly—

"Good job, my child. The Goodsey family is proud of you."

"Yes Yes!"

Although the sudden compliment made Dai Lao puzzled, he still responded with excitement! You know, being able to get the praise of this big man is even more rare than completing the task!

However, after the old man only praised him, he never paid attention to Dai Lao again. He beckoned, and the two young men behind him came up separately and knelt down in front of him.

"father."

"Lead all the troops and try to save others."

"Yes!"

The two young men responded at the same time. Then they greeted each other. The warriors who were riding on horses immediately dismounted and followed the two young men into the deadly city with the hook and rope they had prepared. These tools were originally used by them to prepare for the battle. I'm afraid no one would have thought that the first battle after the expedition was not to "kill the enemy" but "save the enemy".

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Sun, noon.

A small tent has been set up outside Ash City. The king was sitting inside, and a clay model was placed on the table in the center of the tent. Its appearance showed the topography of Ash City.

Many flags were planted in the two canyons, some marking the archer’s sentry, and some recording soldiers' patrol routes. On the side of the model, there are a lot of atlases, which record the names of many people, detailing the advantages of the generals and warriors of the Black Dragon Empire, and where they should be careful. Their advantages are What needs to be avoided and what shortcomings can be used.

Next to the roster, there is a parchment scroll. There are detailed data on the population of Ash City, the proportion of young adults, the output of farmland, the level of food harvest last year, and so on. Almost everything is available.

Looking at these detailed information, the old man's eyes were dim. He walked to the tent and opened the cloth door. After looking at the city again, he sighed and returned to the table. Next, he didn't look at it again, and slapped the vivid clay model to pieces with the palm of his hand, and then threw the information and data into the nearby furnace, still turning it into a red flame.

After leaving the tent, two soldiers ran towards the canyon carrying a stretcher. Thousands of soldiers came and went, yelling constantly from various places, finally dispelling the tranquility of the city a bit.

"Are you a survivor?"

The old man stopped the two soldiers and asked.

Because the two soldiers had been busy all morning, they had never seen such a terrible scene. They were obviously eager to save people. Without seeing the old man clearly, he shouted: "I have no time now, buddy! Don't get in the way!"

The old man paused, and the next second, the two soldiers finally saw who was talking to him. They were anxious and stopped abruptly, a little cramped--

"This...yes, sir... A seriously injured person was found, but urgently needs treatment... Besides... I'm sorry..."

The mouth under the cloak smiled slightly, and the old man patted the young soldier on the shoulder. This shot was completely different from the gesture of Dai Lao just now, and it seemed very powerful.

"It's okay, boy. You are good, come on."

The two soldiers laughed and shouted "Yes!" The old man stepped aside and asked the two soldiers to carry the wounded to the medical tent, with his hands behind his back, once again looking at the city over there with shouts, staring at...

"Ok?"

At this moment, the old man's eyes suddenly turned away. At this time, everyone in the Bucks Diplomatic Corps was still exhausted from the battle yesterday, and they gathered around the lunch stove and chatted in groups. This is not surprising, but it is strange that a boy holding a little girl, about 13 or 14 years old, with tattered clothes, also sat by the stove where the servants stayed, staring blankly at the rising from the stove. Flame, bandage the wound.

What makes people care about is that the child's hands and feet are wearing some handcuffs and fetters that are worn by felons. No matter how the child moves his limbs, the chains between the handcuffs and ankles are always tight. , It seems, it always shrinks automatically.

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From last night to now, the old man began to search in the memory of his mind. Is there this person on the train? Well, even though it looks like he is just a servant, and there are so many servants on the train, it is impossible for him to have seen all of them. But...do you really have an impression of this child?

At exactly this time, a member of a ten-person team walked past the old man with gauze wrapping the wound on his arm. He was immediately stopped by the old man.

"child."

"Ah...Ah! Yes...Yes! Ma..."

"I said, outside, call my husband."

"Yes Yes!"

The child looked very excited.

"Who is the black-haired **** over there?" The old man pointed to the boy by the stove and asked.

After the boy glanced at the boy, he immediately replied, "He? Oh, he seems to be a servant hired by Nolius."

A sorrow flashed in the old man's eyes: "...Servant? Follow you from the beginning?"

"Yes, sir. He is a person with little sense of existence. It seems to be called... by the way, an idiot."

"Idiot............?????? What about the chains on his hands and feet?"

"This...seems like he committed some felony? Anyway, I wear it all the time...ah! I didn't bring it when I was in Ash City, but I did wear it when I came."

The old man lowered his head to think, he waved his hand to let the child leave. The old man's gaze stayed on the "idiot" and stared for a long time. Afterwards, I looked back again and looked at the silent city. After a while...

"Ah... I seem to be really old... Even the power of observation has weakened a lot... How is this possible?"

The old man shook his head, a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. The "idiot" over there took out a bowl of gnocchi from the pot, grabbed a small piece, and stuffed it into the mouth of the little girl who had been drooling while watching the food.

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The time was approaching dusk, and the search operation continued. At this moment, another clay sculpture map was placed in the old man's tent, and the center of the map was the destroyed Ash City. Some small black dragon flags are planted in many cities around Ash City, across the desert, facing the stag empire far away.

"Father! Father!"

Suddenly, a 30-year-old man lifted the tent cloth and rushed in. He looked a little unstable, but he said happily, "Father! I found the survivors! We found a basement with 23 survivors. Of the 22 children, one seems to be a knight of the Black Dragon Empire!"

"This person seems to be a new knight with the martial skills of the'king' on our roster of spying. He was originally a nobleman. Later, the family was annihilated for some reason, became an orphan, and grew up in an orphanage. His strength is not weak, 16 He was awarded the title of knight at the age of, and now he is a small leader in the knights. He is mainly responsible for the construction and maintenance of transportation facilities, orphanages and other public welfare facilities. Judging from the fact that he does not have a sword or armor, he should be in Suddenly something happened while staying in the orphanage, and I was crushed down!"

"Snapped!"

The old man slapped the table abruptly, his eyes glistened, and he immediately opened his cloak and strode towards the tent door, while shouting, "How are people?"

The man followed his father out of the tent and said while pointing the way: "The 22 children were exhausted just because of hunger, but it was not a major problem. The knight had lost a lot of blood, but he still had a breath!"

"Be sure to save it. I want to know from his mouth what happened."

"Yes!"

"In addition, go and inform everyone in the diplomatic corps and gather them all. Whether it is a servant or a maid, even if it is a horseman, I want them to concentrate. One hour later, you and Xie Huo also led the leaders to attend this rally. I have something to say."

The man stunned for a moment, and didn't understand what his father meant for a while. But it doesn't matter if he doesn't understand, just execute the order. I immediately responded and went.