"Fire-eyed Orioles, I thought you weren't coming." The executioner was not surprised when he saw the scene in front of him, which was exactly what they wanted.
"Come on!"
He shouted loudly, and soldiers with crossbows appeared on the roof around the square, with arrows shining with magic power pressed against the taut strings of the crossbow. Although the Moruo family is not rich and noble, such an enchanted arrow is still available.
"The Age of Rebirth"
"Prepare, let go!" According to Viscount Moruo's previous orders, the commander let go of the arrow without waiting for the other party's defense.
The rapid sound of breaking through the air sounded, and the black arrow left a fleeting afterimage in the air, shooting directly at several people on the stage.
In the face of such a situation, the people who were watching the excitement ran around in panic, for fear that they would be affected. Fortunately, the two sides didn't care about these civilians, and let them leave.
In a hurry, the crimson sword light swung on the high platform and chopped off several arrows, but other parts also shot into the body, bringing up bloody flowers.
Seeing that her subordinate was injured, the woman on the stage with a crimson sword frowned, and then her pupils froze. The sword in her hand made a sharp tremor, tore through the air with lightning speed, and waved a few sword beams, slashing towards Soldiers in the distance.
She probably has the strength of the Sequence of War 5, so she has the means of long-range attack.
A few sword beams swept across the bricks and stones on the roof and ripped apart, and some tiles and soldiers fell to the ground with screams, making a screeching sound.
Seeing such a scene, the ordinary people around hid faster, and the field gradually became empty.
"Dare to resist, are you trying to rebel!" the executioner questioned and roared.
"No, no, this adult can't frame us as 'Fire-Eyed Warbler' so casually. In fact, we just received news of the death of our companion, so we came to rescue." The mature woman was wearing white trousers and a jacket, using The long sword swept across the sparse crossbow arrows with ease, and there was still room to answer the executioner's question.
Immediately, a few sword beams slashed down, causing the remaining sporadic crossbowmen to fall, and she stopped, and led a few people behind her to easily jump off the high platform.
"Let's talk about practical issues." She easily pulled out the orange-red sword flower from the long sword in her hand, adorning the cold town, and approached the executioner step by step.
The executioner, who was protected by the guards, looked at the woman silently, and didn't let the other party stop until she was nearly ten meters away.
"Stop, what you want to say, just say it here."
"Is that so." Fei Jian's woman smiled, then she really stopped and stood in place.
"I think, I have shown my sincerity, can Viscount Moruo show your honor and promise?"
After speaking, she looked back and swept around lightly, as if searching for the building where Viscount Moruo would come out.
"Your Excellency is not here, tell me if you have anything to do." The executioner waved his hand and stopped the soldiers beside him for the time being.
"Really? If I tell the truth, will I reveal the secret of the Viscount." She tapped her bright red lips with her free fingers, and leaned forward with a sly smile.
"How could you possibly know the secret of Lord Moruo?" The executioner remained unmoved, still shaking his head.
"But the adults explained that if your organization returns the stolen treasures, then we can also let you go and not pursue further investigations."
"Treasure? I'm sorry, I don't know what kind of treasure. Maybe you can tell me what Mr. Moruo's treasure looks like."
"You..." Hearing the unexpected answer, the executioner was at a loss for words. This was something he didn't know before, and Viscount Moruo didn't explain how to deal with it.
The scene fell silent for a while, and then froze there again.
Farther away from the square, on the second floor of a restaurant, Loren Hill and Lottie sat by the window sill, looking at the distant scene through the gap in the curtain. Although they are hundreds of meters apart, because they are both extraordinary people, they can see what happened.
"They are?"
Lottie was a little curious. Today, she was wearing a black coat with a sweater inside because the weather was getting colder. And this sweater was knitted by Roland Hill for her.
"It should be some secret treasure." Roland Hill recalled the little news he heard in the forest before. It seems that the organization 'Fire Eye Orioles' has been paying attention to Viscount Moruo for a long time.
"There is also a local folklore that the Moruo family hid their belongings from the past in the forest."
"Is that so..." Lottie listened to the explanation, as if remembering something, her eyes drifted for a while, and she was immersed in her memories.
Soon, there was a rush of fighting, and a group of black-clothed sergeants in the square and the 'Fire-Eyed Orioles' began to exchange fire.
Not only the sparks and sounds of swords clashing, but also the sound of muskets. Since the end of the war, some technologies have also begun to spread to the world from Luerna.
To be honest, Roland Hill didn't want to get involved in the battle between the two sides. If it weren't for the previous closure of the city, she might have left here and went to the next stop. But now that the two sides are at war, it is a good time to use this to observe the level of the two sides.
According to her chats with the mercenaries these days, she also asked Miss Charlene. Gradually also understand the origin of the organization 'Fire-Eyed Warbler'.
Since the empire conquered this land hundreds of years ago, some officers and generals who have achieved meritorious service have been sealed here, and they have built their own castles in various places to rule the land under their names.
But because most of them came from the central part of the empire, or other provinces, after coming to this remote and unfamiliar area at that time, they were afraid of being forgotten or lost their understanding of the situation in the central part of the empire, so an organization quietly emerged.
This is the 'fire-eyed warbler', who, like nightingales, traveled through the mountains and forests, secretly conveying messages to the imperial capital and other provinces to appease the local anxious or uneasy new nobles.
That's why, in the early days, the nobles attached great importance to the 'fire-eyed warbler', and made a lot of investment or sponsorship to make it develop better. It can be said that at that time, the 'Fire-Eyed Warbler' was a semi-official organization in the South, and it existed as the eyes and ears of the local nobles.
They use this to understand the situation in the imperial capital, and also use this to understand the big and small things that happened in the southern border, so that their rule will be more stable.
However, this close working relationship gradually began to fade over time. The nobles settled down for a long time, gradually became familiar with the land, established private armies and a solid ruling system, and also had other channels to obtain various information, and no longer completely relied on this organization.
In addition, the Baska family, who gradually integrated the southern border, could not tolerate such a huge intelligence organization operating in the fief. The red dragon dukes of the past dynasties began to fight and pull this organization, wanting to take it completely for their own use.
This kind of process was about to succeed, because the gradually weakened 'Fire-Eyed Warbler' also needed a backer.
It's a pity that the war has changed too many things. The Baska family of the red dragon on a black background has changed from prosperity to decline, the situation in the southern border has been shuffled, and the legions directly belonging to the royal family have begun to settle in, and everything has changed again.
Just when Roland Hill was still recalling the recently obtained information, a roar came from the other side of the square.
"Is Lord Moruo really trying to drive us to a dead end?" Gu
In the arena, the original ten or so sturdy 'Fire-Eyed Orioles' Transcendents had fallen to the ground, and only a few of them were standing, all with injuries. Around these people, in addition to the original guards and sergeants in black, there were about a dozen soldiers in bright red uniforms.
Their shooting movements were exceptionally standard and steady, and it could be guessed that these soldiers of the Sequence of War 3 were all from the elite of the empire.
One of the red-clothed officers spread the sword straight to his side, looking at the people who fell in front of them, drops of blood rolling down from the tip of the blade.
"That's it." He glanced at the members of the 'Fire-Eyed Orioles' contemptuously, then put away the knife and slowly inserted it back to his waist.
"Tie them up and take them down."
"Yes, my lord." The soldiers behind him obeyed and immediately began to act.
The only person standing in the open space at this moment was the mature woman with Feijian from before. However, her condition was not much better. There were traces of blood on the edge of her dazzling blonde hair, and her eyes were fixed on the officer in red who was getting closer.
"You are not Viscount Moruo's, but the regent's subordinate." There are only a handful of officers above Sequence 6 in the Southern Territory, how could this one come here.
"Yes, although His Highness is not in the southern border, he is still very interested in an organization like yours. If you know each other, you'd better put down your weapons. This is good for yourself and your companions." He put the scabbard and pestle. In front of him, he looked down at each other with plenty of room.
"Tsk... .." After hearing the answer, the woman spat. Although she was dissatisfied, she did not refute for a while. She really needs to consider the lives of her companions, and she can't mess around.
"That's really thankful for the kindness of Lord Regent, but if you want me to let go and surrender, I can't do it." Saying that, the eagle chirped again in the sky.
Immediately, a swift black shadow rushed down from the sky, passed through the cold and humid air between the mountains and forests, and swooped towards the square. This is an extraordinary black eagle known for its speed.
Seeing that the woman was about to escape with the help of the black eagle, the soldiers in red began to aim, their fingers gradually pressed on the trigger, and the magic crystal gun made of alchemy in their hands gradually charged.
"Stop." The officer drew the knife again and placed it in front of the muzzle, telling them to stop shooting.
"Let her go."
"Yes, my lord." The soldiers immediately took their orders and put away their magic crystal guns.
Accompanied by the long eagle chirping in Wuthering Mountains, the woman took off again with the help of the magical beast under her body, but compared to the high-spirited spirit she was in, she was now much more embarrassed.
"Let her go, I think we also need a messenger to send the news back, so that we can negotiate with this organization faster." Looking at the dark shadow in the sky, the officer turned around easily.
"Now, let's spend a few days of leisure in this small mountain village." He ignored those Viscount Moruo's subordinates and left with them, and by the way, the members of the 'Fire-Eyed Warbler' were also killed by his soldiers. bundle away.
For these elite legions directly under the royal family, Viscount Moruo's treasures and careful thoughts are really incomprehensible.
They have suppressed several revolts of the great nobles in the southern border, and they have also seen a lot of seized property and secret treasures. To be honest, there is not much that stands out.
Maybe in the past, it was rare terrific weapons and armor, or rare terrific skills.
However, times have changed.
The extraordinary skills of the past are no longer applicable, and everything has been pushed back. It is difficult to say that the extraordinary weapons that were rare in the past were shot by the magic crystal gun.
It's just a few more rounds.
This is the current surplus of the Southern Legion. After absorbing the advanced tactics and systems accumulated in the war, it began to in turn crush the old forces within the empire.
And after the Baska family, who could also have all this, fell, the other nobles in the southern border could no longer check and balance the pressure from the central royal family. Either fall to the royal family and give up most of the power and land, or launch a rebellion and become a corpse run over by a chariot.
"ended."
Listening to the quiet scene outside the window, the originally quiet environment in the restaurant became lively again, and everyone began to talk about these elite soldiers from the capital of Longyi Province.
"It should be the army directly under the royal family. You can see their armor and weapons are simply luxurious." Several poor adventurers were all envious.
"Although His Royal Highness the Regent is fighting a normal war, he is really good at making money."
"Oh, it's just copying the Baska family and sacrificing the black-bottomed red dragon. What's there to be proud of." As a local resident of the southern region, it is better to get closer to the Baska family.
"Now that the southern border is like this, the royal family is really shameless."
"If they hadn't started a war and surrendered first, how could everything be like this. Now the glory of the empire is a rag in the mud, and no one is too lazy to look at it."
"If I had the strength of Sequence 8, I would definitely go to the Rose Palace and cut down that fake king, just like his brother, haha." The drunk man said what was in his heart with a flushed face.
"Shh." The surrounding companions were so frightened after hearing this, they quickly covered his mouth to prevent him from continuing to talk nonsense, then nodded to the people around him, and quickly dragged him to check out and leave.
Listening to the surrounding words, Roland Hill did not speak, and lowered his head to eat the food in front of him again.
In fact, killing Edron, a familiar classmate, was not difficult for her. But more difficult is how to end the chaos of the empire and establish a new order that everyone agrees with.
She has theory, but theory is theory after all. The Empire is not Crancia, and everything cannot be copied from past experience.
That would be no different from a historical error.
Perhaps she should have asked the farmers and hunters in the mountains what they wanted, or what else they needed.
Compared with those nobles and soldiers who only accounted for a few, these tired and frail people were the majority in this land.
It's a pity that in the past, most of these people were like trees on a mountain, and they would not be valued or 'seen' by others. They themselves considered themselves humble and accepted everything as always.
Whether it's the Baska family, or the rule of the royal family, that's how life is anyway, it won't bring change, there's no hope, and naturally there's no pain.
Life is like a cold mountain road, lonely and rugged. Although it is difficult to walk, they are also used to being blistered by stones.
While time makes people grow, it also makes them learn to be silent and bow their heads, because only then can they survive.
And now, what to do to make these dank woods burn again. How to convince them that this long and eternal winter will come to an end. And the future will be more beautiful and real than the present.