Tuomu Town
In the formerly peaceful town, horrified shouts were heard.
"Master Fletcher, Master Fletcher has been killed!" The maid opened the bedroom door and was horrified to find that the lord of the town, Anti Kingdom's canonized Baron Fletcher, was dead on the bed, his head missing, and the bed dyed red with blood.
At this time, the guards in the town were also in chaos, because they found the captain drowned in the well, leaving the group leaderless.
The town is not big, and the restlessness quickly spread to the streets. Seeing the Anti Soldiers in chaos, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, "Jabs, Prince Jabs's Nationalist Army is here!"
On one side of Tuomu Town, a group of people were wearing simple armors, holding weapons and shouting while walking.
"People of Regas!"
"Are you still being patient like cowards?"
"Those Anti wild dogs have stolen our food, defiled our wives and daughters, and insulted everything we have."
"Are you going to kneel at their feet forever and ever, begging for mercy?"
"As humble as a mouse, yet as powerful as a lion!" This is what "Knight King" Regard once said.
Soon, people on the street responded.
A bald man with a round body and broad arms rushed out of the house. He had an iron pot hanging on his chest and an ax in one hand to join the team.
"Of course "Mighty as a Lion"!"
Infected and inspired by the emotions, people joined one after another along the way. Those Regas men who did not take action would also be looked at with ridicule by the people around them, making them unable to bear this feeling and followed the team.
In this way, the team gradually expanded. At this time, Anti Soldier, who was in chaos in the town, finally realized that something was wrong. Several team leaders gathered together and began to rectify the team and summon soldiers to prepare for the battle.
"These Regas people still want to resist?" The captain, wearing full armor and holding a shield and sword, looked at the Regas armed men walking in the distance.
"I really think that by shouting a few slogans, I can become the master of Knight, and break a hundred with one, it is simply ridiculous."
The two sides soon engaged in battle. Some Anti Soldier occupied high places and shot with bows and crossbows, while some hunters also hid in corners and kept shooting back with arrows, making it impossible for these crossbowmen to block the attack with all their strength.
In the streets and alleys below, the Anti Soldiers formed a shield wall to withstand several times the number of Regas armed troops.
A Regas warrior named "First Order·Blood Law" rushed out of the crowd with a large axe, splitting the shield with one axe, and opening a hole for the advancing team.
However, among Anti's garrison soldiers, there were also soldiers with Aspect Power rank. They quickly got into position, the sword blades in their hands showed a cold light, and quickly killed the Regas people in front, filling the gap, and then pushed back the front.
In front of them, the Regas armed men were in chaos. The Hundred-Eye Cult members hiding in the dark took action. They used pupil skills from a distance to interfere with the soldiers on the opposite side, causing their spirits to become trance-like for a moment and their reactions to stop. They were killed by the Regas people.
The battle situation changed again, and the front line gradually moved towards the Anti people.
"Be careful, there are enemies in the dark!" A Anti captain finally realized something was wrong, and with a roar, the entire team adjusted again.
A faint silver light emerged on the armor and sides, and several "Second Order·Castle" captains formed a small curtain to prevent the believers in the dark from interfering.
The battle became stalemate again.
Sylutia led the team of Hundred-Eye Cult and headed eastward until evening, arriving outside Tuomu Town.
The town in the distance was filled with thick smoke, there were cries and cries everywhere, and the streets were full of corpses, both those of Regas people and those of Anti Soldier people.
"What happened?" The first few people in the team were puzzled, and then several people rushed into the town.
The Regas armed personnel who had previously attacked the stronghold in the town had long been killed and injured. Their corpses were piled up on the streets, but the Anti people were not having a hard time here either. Many soldiers were also beheaded and impaled., hanging in the square of the town, the remaining few Anti Soldier were covered in blood. They were looking ferociously, like crazy, searching from house to house, and any adult men who found Regas were killed one by one.
At this moment, the two sides of the town have become locked in a fight to the death, and there is no room for relaxation.
"Tell them to stop." Sylutia rode into the town and frowned when he saw the blood on the ground.
"Yes." The team of Hundred-Eyed Cultists obeyed the order. They scattered throughout the streets and controlled the remaining Anti Soldier.
At this time, in the small town, the still alive Hundred-Eye Cult member ran out in surprise and knelt in front of the Demon Pact-Maker.
"Sir, you are finally here." After listening to his explanation, Sylutia and the people in this team understood why all of this happened.
"Kachis has discovered the sect's location, we must return quickly to provide support." A senior believer suggested.
"Master Cult Leader actually issued such an order, then the situation must be extremely bad."
At this moment, Sylutia dismounted and stood in front of the street full of blood and corpses, with a heavy heart.
The words describing tragic scenes found in history books were completely different from her own personal experience and sight, and an indescribable sadness accumulated in her heart.
She asked the members of the team to settle the residents in the town, and left some people to temporarily take over the chaotic town.
When Sylutia was about to leave, someone delivered a special box. After opening the box, there was a small scepter, the canonization document, and the seal of the mayor Tuomu Town.
"This is?" Sylutia was a little confused.
"This is something Prince Jabs prepared, and it is also a horn symbolizing counterattack and independence." A believer explained to Sylutia.
Looking at these things, Sylutia shook her head. She could understand the Regas people's desire to restore their country, but she also understood that this mood and idea had been taken advantage of.
It is far from the time to restore the country, and all they have done is to buy time for Cult Leader in the valley.
If you really want the wishes of the Jabs or Regas royal family to come true, what you have to do is not just encourage these civilians to come forward, but actually lead thousands of troops to defeat Anti's army. By that time, everything will happen naturally, instead of letting so many innocent people bleed and sacrifice like today.
Putting these things back, Sylutia was ready to get on his horse and leave.
"My lord, this lord." A staggering figure with a bloody face ran out from the streets of the town, waving the dilapidated Regas flag.
The blood-stained swallow-tail flag was embroidered with an extremely crude green fir tree, and the needlework was a little crooked, which looked a little funny.
However, it was something like this that was regarded as a treasure by the opponent, held in his hand, dragged by the blood stains, and floated little by little in the wind.
"My lord."
Panting, he came to Sylutia, knelt on the ground, and looked at the girl sitting on the horse surrounded by people with his black eyes.
"You must be here to save us."
"This is our Tuomu Town's pride. We, we, defeated those Anti people. We are all Regas people who are as strong as iron and as powerful as lions." When he said this, warm liquid flowed from his face, soaking the blood and dust.
Clear and dirty are mixed, and those eyes are full of prayer, as if they have gone through all kinds of hardships, finally fulfilled their parents' requirements, and want to get a little praise and praise.
"I..." I am not the Regas royal family, nor am I a noble who can represent them. In this case, Sylutia cannot say it.
She knows that the people here have shed too much blood and sacrificed too much for that illusory goal. This is almost the only wish of the remaining people to live. She hopes that this effort and this pride can be recognized and seen.
But, can this prayer really be answered?
Putting aside whether Jabs has the potential to become a wise king, these Hundred-Eye Cult personnel are by no means sincerely helping the Regas people to regain their country. They are just using these innocent people to achieve their own desires and goals, and they have not considered at all the probability of success after launching an attack and resistance, and how many people will die in the war.
No one cares about their life or death, Anti people don't care, Regas royal family doesn't care, Hundred-Eye Cult doesn't care even less, only they take that encouraging slogan seriously, and they shed their blood and make countless sacrifices for that illusive slogan.
What a stupid person. He was encouraged, robbed, deceived, and walked towards swords, guns, swords and halberds.
However, looking at the figure kneeling on the ground and looking at his eyes still waiting for approval, Sylutia couldn't say anything to expose or blame.
The girl closed her eyes slightly and answered slowly with a slightly distorted voice.
"I saw it, you all did a great job, you are the pride of Regas, a lion in the mountains, as evergreen as a fir tree."
Under these words, the staggering figure smiled. He slowly fell down contentedly, and the swallow-tailed flag he held also fell into the soil and was covered by filth.
after a long time
A white and flawless hand picked up the blood-stained and dirty swallow-tail flag from the soil and blew away the dust on it again.