Feisi Kingdom
In May, the morning sun rose and scattered golden light across the earth. It was a day that made everyone feel refreshed in body and spirit. The air above the sprawling fields was fresh and clean.
The wheat fields stretched in waves, while the nearby woods stood lush and green. Everything seemed so harmonious.
Yet there were always places where harmony did not exist. Before one village, the tranquility had been shattered.
Shouts of killing and cries of agony rang out one after another.
In an open clearing, several Knights dismounted and inspected the corpses lying in pools of blood one by one. Whenever they found someone not quite dead, they raised their swords and drove them through, piercing straight through the heart. The wails that occasionally drifted across the wilderness only filled them with excitement and bloodlust. The spurting blood not only stained the earth red, but dripped from the swords in their hands, drop by drop.
These Knights belonged to the nobility and did not care much for the valuables on their enemies.
The soldiers following behind them were of lower status and earned less money, so making a fortune from the spoils of war was only natural. Quite a few corpses carried valuable items. It would be a waste not to take them, wouldn't it?
Thus, batches of soldiers searched the corpses one by one, utterly unconcerned when their hands came away clutching valuables and covered in blood.
Of course, not every soldier did this. In an army, it was usually the lowest-ranking members who searched corpses for loot, then gathered it together for distribution.
Just then, a "corpse" suddenly sprang up. This man had been struck by several swords, but none of the wounds were fatal. Out of fear, he had pretended to be