"What did you see? Let me take a look!" Ji Yijun pushed Huang Zheng aside and went to the hole on the wall to look out.
This is the attic of a merchant's house in the town. Enrique had once planned to stalk the owner of this house. When he was stalking the place, he found a secret room hidden on the roof of his house. So when the bandits entered the town, he took Ji Yijun and his party to hide here. However, the secret room had no windows, only a few observation holes dug by the owner in advance to observe the situation in the town from several directions.
Several people had been waiting for the horse thieves who entered the town to settle down, but a huge explosion was heard from the school just now, attracting everyone's attention.
"There seems to be a fighting going on at the school. What do you think is exploding? We don't have such weapons." Ji Yijun couldn't see Huang Zheng's face in the dark, but he could tell that his tone sounded a little anxious.
"How should I know?" Ji Yijun said unhappily. He found that the sky over there was red. As far as he could remember, there was only one time when a fire broke out in a building in his hometown, which turned such a large area of the sky red.
"Someone must have used magic." Garcia's voice trembled. After all, his father, Ciro, was an experienced man, and Garcia knew something about magic. "There is nothing else in this world that can do this."
"There are so many things you haven't seen, including airplanes and cannons, which one is much more powerful than this?" Ji Yijun replied unhappily.
"What is an airplane cannon?" Garcia asked puzzled.
"That's it... that's it..." Ji Yijun mumbled for a while, not knowing where to start. "You guys wouldn't understand even if I told you. Don't mention this again. I'll get angry with anyone who mentions it! It's annoying. This damn shabby place!"
"If we don't have tanks, at least a cannon would be helpful. I never thought there would be magicians among these horse thieves." Huang Zheng sighed.
"Don't worry. With my dad and the others here, we will definitely be able to hold on. He's been on the battlefield, so he's not someone who will die so easily." Ji Yijun looked for a while, until the red light slowly faded away and the sound of gunfire continued, then he retreated from the cave entrance and said, "There was a lot of gunfire, so the loss shouldn't be too big. We have to act. Get ready to go downstairs and see if the person I'm looking for has arrived."
The house where Ji Yijun was hiding was a bit remote, so the bandits who entered the town did not leave any hands in the house after a simple search. Several people came down from the attic carefully and found that there were few bandits patrolling outside.
"If we go around the back of Mary's yard, we should be able to avoid those patrols." Garcia whispered, leaning against a corner.
"Let's just kill these two patrolmen while there's no one around. I can break their necks in one breath." Enrique said eagerly.
"You pig-brained fool! Shut up." Ji Yijun cursed, "How do you know there's no sentry watching them? We're here to find out the situation, not to die. Anyone who wants to mess around again, get back to the attic."
He waved his hand, and several people took advantage of the patrolman's back and climbed into Mary's yard.
They climbed over several courtyards and passed through a bush, and arrived at the house of another wealthy businessman in the town. The fire in this house was the brightest in the town, and it was obviously where the leader of the bandits was stationed. However, what surprised Ji Yijun was that he encountered almost no bandits along the way, and there were obviously more sentries around this house. He lay in the bushes and asked curiously, "Why are there only so many people?"
"The main group of troops should have gone to attack the school, and these people should be left here to guard the town." Huang Zheng analyzed, "But these horse thieves are very strange."
"What do you mean?" Ji Yijun asked.
Huang Zheng glanced at Garcia and asked, "Garcia, tell me, what kind of horse thieves do you know?"
Garcia rubbed his head and said, "Most of them are bastards, killing and burning people everywhere. Not only do they kill others, they also often fight among themselves."
Huang Zheng nodded, pointed at a sentry standing solemnly and said, "That's right, horse thieves are just a bunch of scum. But look at these patrolling sentries, how can they look like thieves? Although they are dressed differently and have different weapons, they all have good spirits. They don't look like horse thieves, but more like..."
"Soldiers? Looks like that!" Ji Yijun interjected. He did feel a temperament similar to his father's from these people.
"Well, these men are no worse than the soldiers the Count used to suppress our tax resistance that day," Garcia agreed.
Huang Zheng and Ji Yijun looked at each other and said, "Now that you mention it, your guess is really possible. This group of people mixed with the horse thieves may really have other purposes. However, their leader is obviously in the house, and the guards here are too strict. How can we see if they are the ones you are looking for?"
"If that doesn't work, we can only think of ways to create some noise somewhere else to lure these guards away." Ji Yijun said.
Huang Zheng rolled his eyes and said, "I remember you said there was a house left by a magician here, right? There seems to be a barrier inside that prevents outsiders from entering?"
"That's right. Xiao Chen and the others came out from there."
"Then leave it to me. I'll go over there and make some noise. These bandits will definitely be attracted to the house that can't be entered. Let's see if I can lure out their leader. Then, you can act according to the situation!"
Huang Zheng took Enrique away, while Ji Yijun and Garcia continued to ambush at the side of the house. Not long after, torches lit up in the direction of the magician's house, and a patrol sentry came running to report. Soon, two young people, a man and a woman, came out of the house. Both of them were wearing exquisite armor, holding swords, and dressed in military uniforms. Ji Yijun immediately recognized them. They were the brother and sister who had injured him and gave him a letter. The blond hair and green eyes made a deep impression on him.
Ji Yijun vaguely heard the sentry's report: "... found... a strange house,... can't get in... people will be ejected..."
The young man asked a few questions in a low voice, then gathered most of the people around the house, and followed the sentry to the house with the girl. The guards around the house suddenly became weak.
"Sergeant. Is that the person you are looking for?" Garcia asked.
"That's right! I'm going to sneak into the house and wait for them to come back."
"This is too dangerous."
"Don't jump into the tiger's den... Forget it, you won't understand even if I tell you. Anyway, you stay here and don't move. If a fight breaks out inside, you and Huang Zheng and the others retreat together. Don't bother me." After Ji Yijun warned Garcia, he dodged and jumped out of the bushes. He used the shadows to sneak forward and easily avoided the remaining guards. He entered the house through a back door used by servants.
After Ji Yijun entered the house, he secretly gathered his fighting spirit and prepared to fight. But he soon discovered that there were only a few people left in the house.
The house was very dark, with only some key places lit with oil lamps. This brought great convenience to Ji Yijun, who was skilled in martial arts and had light hands and feet, and he easily used the darkness to bypass the two soldiers who passed by in the corridor.
Garcia said that according to the style of building houses in the Floro area, the owner would usually stay in the living room, study or bedroom on the second floor. He carefully walked through the kitchen, avoided the guarded entrance hall, and went up to the second floor from the stairs at the back of the house. He walked through a somewhat dim corridor and entered the unguarded living room.
There were several large chairs and coffee tables in the living room, a fire burning in the fireplace, and some mediocre paintings on the walls. Ji Yijun walked slowly to the middle of the room and found some nuts that girls liked on the coffee table, and an open book on a chair. Ji Yijun took two nuts and stuffed them into his mouth, picked up the book and flipped through it, but found that he could not recognize a few words, only knowing that it was probably someone's war record.
However, he had an idea in his mind. This was an era with a low literacy rate. Ordinary warriors would not read books at all. This room was probably where the two young men stayed before going out. In this case, he immediately made a decision, found a dimly lit corner, and hid behind a curtain.
First see what they are up to, and then... maybe I can teach them a lesson.
Ji Yijun was never a patient person, but quietly hiding in the heart of the enemy gave him a sense of excitement from the bottom of his heart. He imagined the possible scenes of the enemy's return, from fighting out of the siege to subduing the enemy chieftain. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. These fantasies filled his mind, so much so that he didn't even have the thought of fear in his heart.
Time passed so quickly, and finally, footsteps were heard outside the door. Ji Yijun immediately concentrated and held his breath, listening carefully.
"Brother, the power of magic is so strong that we both tried so hard but couldn't even step into that room." The speaker was a young girl's voice, and there was some frustration in her words.
"If we call back the uncles who participated in the siege, combined with the fighting spirit between the two of us, we may be able to break the barrier. But this would be too disrespectful to the magician who left the barrier, and there is no need to make enemies by force. This is the power of magic, so we must find a reliable magician. Without the help of a magician, we can't do it." Another young man's voice rang out, and he spoke in a very steady voice, with the aura of being the master of the house.
"Do you think the magician in the castle will really contact us?"
"If they are not too stupid, they should contact us. I have expressed my sincerity. Now it depends on the performance of these magicians."
"What if they don't come and Cadiz forces our people to attack the city?"
"Kadis wouldn't dare. We are not those petty horse thieves. If his own people don't go up, how could it be our turn? You see, the first ones to die are always the cannon fodder dazzled by money, no matter when. As long as a few uncles are present, he dare not be presumptuous. Humph, it's just a blood fight, a weird thing that is not worthy of being on the stage. Although he will never guess our true strength, he will never conflict with us easily." The young man said confidently.
"I hope everything goes well." The girl sighed softly.
"Yes. If I'm not mistaken... the magician has sent someone to contact us. The boy behind the curtain, don't you agree?"