"Peach Blossom Spring" has always been very stingy, and the background of the "world" instilled in advance to the participants has always only been the simplest and most basic part.
Therefore, Ji Thrush does not know what period of development and what social system is being implemented on the other side of the sea, the continent where the foundation of the Holy Court is located.
It's just that the small group of defenders who came across the sea in front of them is not even a regular army at all. They are just a group of rabble under the banner of mercenaries, like a group of crows following jackals, following behind a powerful invading army, dividing up the fruits of victory. , doing everything possible to burn, kill and loot.
While assassinating soldiers in various rooms, he saw traces left by many villagers.
The swaddling clothes, hand-stitched one by one, were used as rags to wipe the armor, and they were covered with dark brown oil stains; pickled pickles, bacon, and dried chilies were scattered in the corner of the old room, and there were piles of unsealed wine next to them. There was a pool of dried dark red blood beside the bedroom door, and a small rattle and a broken cradle lay on the pool of blood, turning into rubbish that no one cares about...
The garrison soldiers ate, used, and wore almost all the items of the villagers who originally lived here, but the real owner was probably killed by the robbers who broke into the house, like pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep.
In the largest house in the village, Ji Thrush shot dead a middle-aged man who looked like an officer, and found a young woman with her hands and feet bound in his house.
From the outside, the girl was only thirteen or fourteen years old, with a slender body, and if she tidied up, she should be a watery and delicate beauty.
It's just that her clothes were torn right now, and her exposed skin was covered with horrific wounds, so many that Ji Thrush couldn't bear to take a closer look at it. It was obvious that she had been inhumanly tortured for an unknown amount of time.
Seeing a stranger break into the house, the girl killed the sleeping officer and two guards without saying a word, but she just opened her eyes wide and stared at them for a moment, without even yelling.
When Ji thrush found this girl, he felt quite embarrassed.
From this point of view, it was a civilian who was captured by the garrison. Of course, Ji Xiaoniao couldn't get rid of her.
But they are all in a state of being hunted, so they definitely can't take another weak and powerless little girl on their way.
After much deliberation, he felt that he could only give her some living supplies, and then send her to the mountains to hide for a while.
Fortunately, here is the hilly area in the south, unlike the old forests in the northeast where wolves, tigers and leopards are everywhere, and the girl is a native local resident, so she should be able to survive...
Thinking so, Ji Thrush came to the girl, knelt down, and whispered:
"I'll untie you, but you can't talk, let alone shout, understand?"
Originally, he was holding an electric light in his hand, and if the girl was too scared to open her mouth and opened her mouth, he would just stun her away, but unexpectedly, the girl was too calm, facing a stranger who broke into the room at night, just Opening a pair of big eyes, he nodded vigorously.
So Ji Thrush pulled out the dagger and cut off the rope on her body.
"You hide here first."
Ji Thrush exhorted:
"Afterwards, if you hear the whistle, it means that you are already safe. When the time comes, come out and find me under the watchtower..."
Before he finished speaking, the rest of the second half got stuck in his throat.
Because the girl came to the dead officer, and after confirming that he was indeed breathless with his eyes open, she pulled out the dagger from his waist and stabbed it straight into the dead man's chest.
One, two, three...
The girl is still young and has been abused for a long time, so she doesn't have much strength. The officer is very tall and strong. She is a real Eastern European burly man. The girl exhausted all her strength, and the dagger can only half penetrate the opponent's body. inside.
But she still stabbed frantically, once, twice, three times... until the aggressor's chest was bloody and no more flesh could be seen.
Then, the girl raised her head, her eyes were still full of hatred, but the moment she met Ji Thrush's sight, she softened slowly and bit by bit.
In the dim light, the girl's eyes were filled with tears, the pupils were big and dark, and they were shockingly bright, as if hiding some kind of indescribable determination.
Then she spoke for the first time, and said two words very softly.
Ji Thrush couldn't hear clearly, but judging from the shape of his mouth, it was "thank you".
Then, the girl suddenly bent down, facing the savior with her thin back.
Ji Thrush: "!!"
He shivered all over, and a terrible premonition suddenly appeared in his mind.
Immediately afterwards, Ji Xiaoniao saw the girl's thin body tremble suddenly, and fell down.
When he is highly concentrated, everything that happens in front of his eyes has a slow motion effect.
The distance between Ji Thrush and the girl was four or five meters, and there were many obstacles in between, but he rushed over when the girl's body just started to fall, and would catch her into his arms one second before she landed. inside.
He saw that the short knife was stuck in the girl's chest.
The blade sank deep into her thin chest, almost piercing through it.
That is the depth that only those with the most resolute will to die can penetrate.
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It took Ji Thrush and Ren Jianmo an entire hour to wipe out the garrison entrenched in the village.
Originally, they estimated that there were only a hundred people in the village, but when they cleaned the houses one by one, they found that the number had doubled from what they expected.
During the period, Ji Thrush once encountered a patrol team of six people, and it seemed that it was time to go to the sentry post to change shifts.
In order to prevent them from making a fuss after discovering the anomaly, Ji Thrush used a little trick.
He first made some noise at the corner of a nearby room, lured the two of them over, killed them calmly, and then swished up the wall, shooting four arrows in a row from a commanding angle. Send the remaining four people to see the Holy Lord.
On the other side, Ren Jianmo also met the most important one among the few members of the mercenary who directly belonged to the holy court.
It was a priest.
The pastor was in his early forties. Compared with the handsome blond man in the trailer that Ren Jianmo had seen, the appearance of the clergymen in this small garrison could only be described as "not very good." "To describe.
The pastor had an unnaturally large rosacea and was very fat.
When Ren Jianmo entered the room, the pastor was soundly asleep, and the two servants stayed outside, drinking and chatting in low voices to pass the boring night.
Ren Jianmo would never give the two servants a chance to say another word.
Before they even noticed a hair of Ren Jianmo, they both fell on the table without making a sound.
Ren Jianmo walked past the corpses of the two servants and gently opened the door.
The fat, rosacea-nosed uncle was lying on the bed in a silk robe, snoring loudly. The scriptures in black leather and gold were on the low cabinet next to him, and there was an exquisite sterling silver wine glass on the book cover.
Ren Jianmo looked coldly, and walked quickly to the bedside, holding the short sword transformed from "Wanwusheng", he raised his hand and stabbed it.
However, to his surprise, he failed to kill the priest with a single blow.
A golden light rose up the moment the blade fell, the brightness was extremely glaring, it was like a high-power searchlight in the eyes of people who are used to the darkness, even Ren Jianmo had to turn his head away from the sudden burst of bright light Go, back away quickly.
"What, who!?"
The sleeping pastor woke up with a start, shouted in English with a strong accent, turned over and sat up in embarrassment, and touched the cross on his chest.
The golden holy light emanates from the cross that the priest never leaves.
It was a sacred object blessed by His Majesty the Pope himself before the Eastern Expedition. Even if he was just a priest, he could still use the power of the Holy Light—this was also the biggest thing he stayed in the rear, among a group of unreligious mobs. rely.
The dazzling holy light was like a miniature version of the sun, forming an invisible barrier around the priest, as if it could block all damage for him.
The fat priest clung to the cross tightly, held it in front of him, and tried to open his eyes wide, trying to see exactly who violated the restriction of the Holy Light.
Then he saw a tall young man through the light.
The man had long, smooth hair that looked like jet-black satin, tied loosely, hanging down from his shoulders, and hanging down to his waist. From his face to his hair color, he couldn't be mistaken. He had a typical oriental appearance. .
However, the man standing in front of him was more handsome than he knew.
After entering the holy court in response to the call of the jihad, the fat priest often saw beautiful men with good looks.
Whether it is a majestic paladin or a dignified and majestic bishop, there is no shortage of characters that make people feel amazing at a glance.
Among them, His Excellency Lancelot, the adoptive son of the Pope, who presided over the army of the Eastern Expedition, was the most handsome—because he had bright blond hair like the holy son described in the scriptures, his skin was white as snow, and his pupils were blue. The glory of heaven.
The Fat Priest never thought anyone else could surpass their Lord Lancelot in looks.
But at this very moment, when life and death are at stake, this strange oriental man standing in front of him has a beauty that can only be described as a celestial being, bathed in the golden holy light, as if a god is in person, awe-inspiring watch intently.
Big drops of cold sweat flowed down the fat bishop's forehead.
Because, he found that he couldn't even move under the gaze of a strange handsome man.
He trembled his lips, wanting to shout loudly, but it was as if a pair of invisible hands were tightly strangling his throat, and the fat bishop couldn't even utter a single syllable.
"I see… "
Ren Jianmo spoke at this moment.
"So, the holy light does have the effect of mental disturbance."
Just like the tinnitus and hallucinations experienced by Ji Thrush last time, Ren Jianmo is now standing in the holy light, and he also heard the noise of thousands of ghosts crying together, and the bright red color like a sea of blood and hell shrouded in front of his vision. phantom.
It's just that the opponent is a useless priest who has no magic power and can only rely on the blessing of the cross. In front of Ren Jianmo, this kind of mental disturbance is at most nothing more than a buzzing mosquito.
The iris of Ren Jianmo's right eye turned pale golden amber, his gaze penetrated the barrier of holy light, and looked directly at the fat priest who couldn't move.
"Now, answer my question."