Chapter 352

Zou Liang didn't want to be alarmist. "If the enemy's forces are limited, our mission to Dolan city this time is how to eliminate these barbarians, at least to drive them back to the wilderness."

Luman patted his thigh: "boss, I didn't say that! The barbarians I luhman would love to tear them apart! What do you say? We'll do it, and we'll kill those bastards! "

Kalou also slapped his chest hard, feeling the blood was hot. However, this action caused his wound to crack and the corner of his mouth took a puff.

"Captain, we are all mon Chians and Temple priests. If you don't do anything to see the barbarians killing their people, you'll be ashamed of the glory of the war song priest! Regardless of the mountains and rivers, the battle song priesthood group will follow the captain together

"Good! Count us in, too Kurt and Patrice are not willing to fall behind.

Ernest also growled to express his anger at the barbarians.

As for attacking barbarians, they all share a common hatred and will never retreat.

……

In Doran City, the consul ayasen twisted his fat body and listened to his subordinates' report on how many gold coins he had squeezed from those boring pariah hands this month.

Recently, the barbarians have been making a lot of trouble, which makes ayasen, who always likes gold coins, a little restless. I'm afraid that there will be something wrong with the barbarians.

A few years ago, the city guard was exterminated by barbarians in the field, but the consul at that time lost his head.

Because of this, ayasen has been honest and secure since he took this position. He only collects money. As for the civilians outside, life and death have nothing to do with him.

In any case, the number of civilians below is large and they are born fast. If they are killed by barbarians, they will grow up again. As long as it doesn't make a big deal of money every year, everyone will muddle along.

"Lord ayasen, are you busy?"

City guard captain conn came in under the leadership of the servants. Looking at ayasen lying in a comfortable reclining chair, a beautiful rabbit girl named raport counts the gold coins for him, and she can't help but smile.

After working in ayasen for so many years, Conn can be said to have a good understanding of the consul's mind: anyway, in the Doran scene, you can't expect to make any achievements. It's the business to earn gold coins from the Dalits.

In short, I will charge you for the tax, but I don't care if the barbarians kill me.

Live and die!

In this case, it is no wonder that the people are completely numb to the governor, the city guards and the temple of Dolan city. There is no shelter at all for the people.

"Monsieur ayasen, you seem to be in a good mood?" Conn bowed and flattered.

"No, the barbarians have been making so much trouble recently that I can't even count money I've been in such a state of panic that I'm always worried about something The fat on Conn's face shook. However, people always think for the better. The consul ayasen can't imagine what kind of dangerous situation Doran city is now in.

In any case, the barbarians love to make trouble at will. As long as they do not delay their own tax collection and do not disturb the rich people in the city, they have nothing to do with the governor ayasen.

"Ha ha, Lord ayasen is always on top of everything, and he is so worried about his people." Kane looked at ayasen's belly as fat as a pregnant woman of six or seven months, and said with a flattering smile, "the barbarians are nothing to worry about. Anyway, these barbarians have been making such a fuss these years. These natives have no strength to fight against our Doran City, and they can only show their ferocity in the wild. By the way... "

Conn was a little worried: "Lord ayasen, have you heard? It seems that a special envoy will be sent down. I'm afraid our day will be... "

"Hum, if the guy is obedient, he will give him some money. If he dares to spoil our interest..."

A trace of murderous spirit flashed from the fat man's eyes. He also killed many people when he could sit in this position.

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Temple of Doran city.

The chief priest of Monaco is carefully wiping all kinds of silverware on the altar, and murmurs: "I hope the God of the beast will bless you. All the civilians and barbarians in Dolan city will not make trouble. Let me stay safe until I retire..."

He has always been a good man with a weak character. Seven years ago, the former chief priest and order Knights of the temple planned to fight with the barbarians outside the city. Together with the city guards of Dolan City, the Knights' order disappeared after World War I.

After that, Monaco, a good old man who didn't like him, didn't love his uncle and didn't matter, was kicked here.

The reason is nothing more than to see Monaco honest, no background, no one would like to come to this place, you.

In recent years, the power of Archon ayasen has become more and more powerful, and the temple system, including the chief sacrifice of Monaco, has been suppressed to death.

Now Monaco's only hope is to survive a few years safely, retire early and return to the safe central part of the country to enjoy the happiness.

"Lord, are you there?"

Outside the door, the temple priest yeluf trotted in all the way, "my Lord, it's said that a special envoy will come down in the next few days. It's from our temple. "

"Well?" When Monaco stops wiping the silver lamp, the heartstrings tremble: the special envoy of the temple? Consul ayasen is a man who can't rub sand in his eyes. If the new special envoy doesn't know how to look Ah, it's hard to predict the fate!At the same time, several aristocratic families in Dolan City, as well as the commercial families in the north and south of the circulation Empire, all received news from their own channels. In the current tense environment, what is the purpose of this long-distance envoy?

What variables will be added to the turbulent situation?

Many people are guessing and worried in their hearts.

……

"You, come here."

Zou Liang waved to a boy of the bill nationality who was close to the fire in the distance. The youth looks like a tiger's head and brain, showing a simple and honest and lovely. A pair of eyes are very bright, showing the innocence and ignorance of the world.

Seeing him, I can't help but think of myself and Ernest when I was a child.

"What's your name?" Seeing the little bill boy in front of him, he stood up and walked in front of him. Zou reached out to touch his head, but he was hidden by the boy.

"Lulu." The boy looked down at Zou Liang: "my name is lulu."

"Well, Lulu, I want to ask you something, OK?" Zou Liang took a piece of delicious roast meat from Emma's hand and handed it to him.

Although the old and adults among the survivors have changed their attitudes towards these priests, the long-standing suspicion and distrust can not be eliminated in a moment. For example, father Barron, although they would speak very carefully about barbarians, when he asked about other things, especially about the city, he hesitated, as if he was worried about something.

Young Lulu hesitated, but he could not help smelling the delicious smell of barbecue at close range.

Their family was very poor, and my father could only eat some wild vegetable soup for himself before he was alive. He could fish some small fish for fish soup during the Spring Festival, and add some grains and dried fruits to make the fish soup, which was the greatest enjoyment.

After grabbing the barbecue, he took a strong bite. Some worried looked at Zou Liang. Seeing that he had no other reaction, the young man felt a little relieved and immediately devoured.

The bread that the priests had given to the young did not smell like roast meat.

"Well, Lulu, let's have a chat?"

Zou Liang reached out and patted the young man on the shoulder. This time, although the other side's body flashed for a while, he didn't make a big escape action.

Hearing Zou Liang's question, Lulu nodded vigorously, but still did not lift his head to eat hard.

The people on the border of Doran city are all eating up and down. I don't know when they will be killed by barbarians. Be a dead man.

"How many villages are there near Dolan city? Has it always been this messy? "

"I don't know how many. There are more than a dozen villages around here Barbarians come every year... "

Lulu swallowed hard, his gills stirred up and down, making a vague voice.

"But I've been here at the beginning of spring this year, for the second time."

Zou Liang's heart moved for a moment, "this time suffered many disasters?"

"I don't know. There are no more than ten villages nearby..."

"Is there anyone from the city guard and temple to help you?"

Lulu looked up at him with suspicion in his eyes. Gradually, some transparent liquid gushed out of young Lulu's eyes.

The rest of the barbecue fell to the floor.

The boy knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.

"No No one's helping us, Dad Mom All dead Dead... "

The voice of sobbing and sobbing spread far away in the cold night. It was a broken heart.

The original noise in the camp suddenly fell silent. All the people looked at the boy who was kneeling on the ground and sobbed, feeling inexplicably sad.

When did the proud Mongolians end up like this?

Is this still the land protected by the beast God?

Shame!!

This is a disgrace to every soldier, even to the priests, and to all those who believe in the God of beasts!

Five hundred years ago, the Mengjia empire was on the top of the mainland. A hundred countries came to court and all the people were subject. Who dares to kill the Mengjia people like this? Who dares to treat the followers of the beast God like this!!

The fire crackled and beat, and the old people, women, and men in the village burst into tears.

All the priestly groups were silent. The silent panting sound was like a typhoon brewing, whistling low.

"Luhmann, Kalou!"

In the silence, Arthur's calm but resolute voice came out.

"Captain!"

"Tonight, let the prepared tents go to the villagers, so we will have a bit of hardship. We will make it by the campfire for one night, and We must get to Doran city as soon as possible

"Yes."

No one half doubted what Captain Arthur said. They only knew that the captain was right. The poor villagers really needed a better environment to rest than the Warsong priesthood.

When they saw that the people of the war song priesthood really let out a comfortable tent for the injured old people and children in the village, these villagers couldn't believe it.

Although I heard that they were special envoys and that the special envoy was the legendary warrior of the beast God with the highest honor, he was willing to give up his own interests and make the villagers' treatment better than those of these envoys. Let alone, I have never heard of such a thing.What envoys and priests can do that?

Unknowingly, when the old people look at these young people who are about the same age as their own children, their eyes change a little. They really realized the difference between the priests in front of them. They were sincere in giving and respecting the suffering villagers.

Some changes, quietly in the hearts of villagers.

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