Chapter 407： dark

The transmission of information is not easy.

When a fire in the Windward Fortress was burned, the two dukes far away from the kingdom were still focusing on maintaining the order of the kingdom, when the Duke of the East and the army of Prince Edmund assembled and attacked the land of the plains of the Holy Spirit. The principals of St. Sunil City did not get the slightest message until the lion cubs who broke out from the plains edge flew into the kingdom. This huge change in the future of the kingdom was truly presented to the principals in the silver fort. However, until this time, they did not know that the Southland was also undergoing a major change, and this great change affected the future of the Kingdom.

But there is no direct connection between the far south and the kingdom. Outside the Silver Fort, in the city of St. Sunil, the eyeliner from Cecil is crouching.

On the 4th, Crown Street, the official residence of the Cecil family in the Wangdu Master Circle and the Scholars' Circle, a scholar wearing a woolen bonnet stood up politely, bowed to the apprentice apprentice, and then served as a waiter. Under the guidance of the departure of the room, "Witches" Jupli looked at the registered Wang Duo Master and then sighed slightly, got up and moved a little stiff shoulders.

Sitting in such a wide and bright room, wearing a tailored and expensive dress, and meeting with the scholars of Wangdu as a duke agent, such a decent job is "witch" Jupli never imagined, but until true After sitting in this position, she realized that it seems that it is not easy to work behind the glamorous work. It is a test to deal with the smart people who are well-informed by Wang. She also wants to use the military situation in this process. The identity of the cadres was collected and transmitted. The hardships during this period were no more difficult than the money swindlers who used the rhetoric to cross the road.

The door opened and the "fast-legged" Pierce, dressed in a knight's uniform, came in. After seeing only Jipley in the room, the young man nodded: "Is the last registered departure?"

"Yes, the last one today," Jupley said as he squinted his shoulders. "There are a few more people than yesterday..."

"The situation in Wangdu is becoming tense. Soldiers and knights coming out of the castle are checking the suspicious elements from house to house. A few days ago, even in the rich areas, a fire broke out and the hearts of the people floated," Pierce found at the table. Sit down and talk about the recent changes in the city. "It’s also a blessing in this area. Our recruitment has become easier. The employment certificate of the Duke of Cecil allows them to legally leave the city at this time."

"Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, we can make up a hundred people, we can send the past batch again," Jupli flipped through the register on the table, then looked up and looked at his companion. "In addition, the local order came. Let us stop all public recruitment activities after sending the last batch of people, and only keep in touch with the Wangdu Master Circle in the dark, collecting intelligence and waiting for orders."

Pierce’s heart was somewhat curious. How did the lord in the south know the change of the situation in the kingdom because this part of the information had not yet been sent out, but the training he received at the military intelligence bureau did not question the order, but nodded directly: “I Understand, tomorrow I will go to various associations to cancel the commission."

"It’s time to stop publicizing..." Jeepie sighed softly. "The situation in the city is getting worse. There are traitors hidden in the kingdom. People in Silver Fort will soon order to block the entire St. Souni." Er, we rely on the Duke’s asylum to be free to move, but for the next time, it’s better not to continue to challenge the sensitive and vulnerable nerves of Silver Fort...”

"I don't know what will happen in the future," Pierce couldn't help but sigh. He was born in a slum. For the first time, he began to sigh that this kind of life should not have anything to do with his life. "This country is really chaotic." ......"

"The confusion in front of us is only temporary. The Duke will eventually bring prosperity and order to the country," Jupley raised his eyelids and looked at Pierce. "This prosperity and order is a product of this era, but we are You may see it in your lifetime."

"It seems like Mr. Santis has sighed," Pierce laughed. "Although it sounds too optimistic, I think it makes sense."

......

If it is said that Cecil’s leadership is prosperity and order, then in the place where the aristocratic army has been ravaged, all that can be seen is decay and chaos.

In the southwest of Carroll, in the Concord area, a small village was almost razed to the ground. On the edge of the village's ruins, a small armed team was passing by.

The team was well disciplined, with black and red flags flying above the team and the emblem of the Cecil family printed on the flag. Half of the team were Cecil fighters in bright armor and carrying combat backpacks, while the other half were non-combatants wearing lightweight armor, blouses and not looking like soldiers. The latter's blouse is printed with a red triangular logo, which has always been a mark of occupations such as physicians and pharmacists in the Ansu tradition.

Wright Avicen is in the team. He is the only person in the team who wears heavy armor and is a physician. His doctor's mark is printed on the breastplate. The eye-catching red triangle symbol makes him appear in the team. Especially conspicuous.

Of course, more conspicuous than the red sign, or his body is taller than the strong soldiers.

At this moment, the strong and tall priest and the field doctor looked at the ruins in front of him, and after a few seconds of silence, they could not help but sigh.

All the buildings in the line of sight have been collapsed and destroyed. The warehouse where the grain is stored in the village has been looted and set on fire. The wells have been buried. The cattle and sheep livestock have been slaughtered and killed by the hungry aristocrats. It is too late to take away the granaries. The house was fired as well, and in some places, Wright could still see some unpleasant dark red blood.

The village was destroyed and destroyed by war, but it was not the Cecil who was the "enemy" but the nominal asylum of the village, the nominal owner of the Concord area, and the Kang. The nobility coalition of the Viscount of Cisco.

The aristocratic coalition that fled from the front of the gravel ridge destroyed this place like the rest of the place they destroyed along the way.

The nobility is synonymous with plunder, especially during the war, but Wright is still shocked by what he sees and hears. He did not think that the looting and destruction of the aristocratic coalition forces in the rout would be more shocking than the damage they caused when they entered. It was even shocking that he couldn't help but wonder if the aristocratic soldiers who were fleeing were humans, or a group of termites that were smashed and skinned.

Standing next to Wright was a Cecil veteran. The veteran who served as the team commander in the team was used to the battlefield and also knew the set of traditional aristocratic troops. He shook his head and explained to Wright: "They At the time of entering the army, there will be some order at least. At that time, they are still living on the land and the protectors of the people. When they pass through the villages and towns, they will collect a lot of food and property, but at least they will not destroy, but once they flee, They became wolves...not the same as Cecil’s army. The noble soldiers did not take 'plundering' as a criminal act, nor would they be whipped and beaten because they took the bread of the common people. In order to fill the stomach, everything dares to do it, even to prevent food and houses from falling into the hands of the soldiers, they will burn a place when they go to a place..."

"Don't they even let their land go?" Wright couldn't help but interrupt the veteran's words. "The aristocrats who fled... They really ordered the destruction of the village on their territory?"

“Why not?” the veteran sighed. “They lost. Anyway, according to the rules of the aristocratic war, the winners always plundered them. They felt that even if they did not steal the food in the village, they burned the house. The chase will do the same, instead of letting the enemy succeed, it is better to do it yourself, and in this way they can also get back some of the food... they don’t feel like losing money."

"..."

Wright was silent. The darkness and sin in the war made him wonder what he should say. He came from the relatively rich and stable plain of the Holy Spirit. Even during the missionary process, he saw some despicable acts of barbarians and nobles, but like this one, The real war was the first time he saw it, and the aristocrats did something in the process of defeating and fleeing, far exceeding his expectations.

But he is not a naive person. Although many people say that he is naive after knowing that he follows the behavior of classical light, he knows that he is not. He was shocked by the cruel darkness of the war, but he would not naively think that there should be no war, let alone that Cecil’s victory led to these tragedies.

He knows the greed of mankind and knows the greed of the nobility. After reading the comments and analysis in the newspaper, he knows that this war is inevitable, regardless of the outcome of the war. Those greedy and brutal aristocrats and their army will do it. The looting and destruction of almost the same thing will happen, the only difference is where it will happen.

And he also knows that Cecil’s army has been trying to avoid the destruction of these large forces as much as possible, and has been trying to drive the enemy to places like the wilderness. If it is close to the town, it will try to destroy them before they cause damage. Catch up to the storm and drive away. After all, protecting the towns and villages is also protecting the future property of Cecil.

But no matter how hard, the battlefield is always full of variables, full of uncontrollable.

So Wright could only watch silently, then bowed his head and silently prayed for those who had suffered disasters.

The Lord of Light does not respond to his prayers, but he does not expect anything to respond to his prayers.

The commander glanced at the field doctor who was born in the pastor and did not disturb the prayers of the latter. Instead, he began to assign tasks to the soldiers: "You two, go to the neighborhood to find someone else, and ask if there is any escape." People, find a way to find out. You, and you three, look for places where there are no dead bodies nearby, collect the bodies and burn them. Others come with me to find out what is available."