Chapter 407 Darkness

? The transmission of information is not easy.

When a fire broke out in Changfeng Fortress, the two dukes far away in the capital were still concentrating on maintaining order in the capital. When the armies of the Dukes of the East and Prince Edmund gathered to attack the border land of the Holy Spirit Plain , the person in charge of San Sunil City did not get the slightest news, until the gryphon messenger who broke through from the border of the plain flew into the capital, and this great change related to the future of the kingdom was really presented to the person in charge of the Silver Castle. ——However, until this time, they did not know that a great change was taking place in the southern border at the same time, and this great change would affect the future of the kingdom even more.

But there is not the slightest connection between the distant southern border and the capital—outside the Silver Fort, inside the city of Saint Sunil, there is an eyeliner from Cecil dormant.

At No. 4 Crown Street, in the official residence of the Cecil family, which has become the meeting place for the Mage Circle and Scholar Circle in the capital, a scholar wearing a woolen hat stood up politely, bowed to the mage apprentice in front of him, and then waited in the room. He left the room under the guidance of the "Witch" Jibry, watching the registered Wangdu Mage get up and leave before sighing slightly, getting up and moving her slightly stiff shoulders.

Sitting in such a spacious and bright room, wearing a well-cut and expensive dress, and meeting scholars in the capital as the duke's agent, such a decent job is something "Witch" Jibry has never imagined, but until it really is After sitting in this position, she realized that behind such a glamorous and decent job is not easy, and dealing with the smart and knowledgeable people in Wangdu is a test in itself, and she also has to use the military intelligence bureau in the process. The identity of the operator to collect information and send it out, the hardships during this period were not at all easier than when she relied on rhetoric on the street to cheat money from the pockets of passing adventurers.

The door was pushed open, and Pierce, who was wearing a knight's uniform, walked in. After seeing that there was only Jibry in the room, the young man nodded: "The last registered person left?"

"Yes, the last one today," Jibry said while pounding her shoulders, "a few more people than yesterday..."

"The situation in the capital is getting tense. Soldiers and knights from the castle are going door-to-door to check for suspicious persons. There was even a fire in the wealthy area a few days ago, and people's hearts are floating," Pierce looked for a place by the table. Sitting down, talking about the recent changes in the city, "Thanks to this, our recruitment has become easier - Duke Cecil's employment certificate allows them to legally leave the city during this period."

"Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, we can gather a hundred people, and we can send another batch," Jibry flipped through the register on the table, then raised her head to look at her companion, "In addition, an order came from the mainland. , let's stop all open recruitment activities after sending the last batch of people, just keep in touch with the circle of mages in the capital in the dark, collect information and wait for orders."

Pierce was curious for a while how the lords in the far south knew about the changes in the situation in the capital—because this part of the information had not yet been sent out, but the training he received in the Military Intelligence Bureau prevented him from questioning the order.

Instead, he nodded directly: "I understand, tomorrow I will go to various associations to cancel the commission."

"It's also time to stop public activities..." Jibry sighed softly, "The situation in the city is deteriorating, there are rebels hiding in the capital, and the people in Silver Castle will soon order the blockade of the entire Saint Sounie. Er, we rely on the protection of the duke to be able to move freely, but it is better not to continue to challenge the sensitive and fragile nerves of Silver Castle for a while..."

"I don't know what the future will hold," Pierce couldn't help but sigh. He was born in a slum, and for the first time began to sigh that this kind of thing should have nothing to do with his life, "This country is really getting more and more chaotic. …”

"The chaos in front of us is only temporary, and the Duke will bring prosperity and order to this country," Jibry said, raising her eyes to look at Pierce. "This prosperity and order is a product of this era, but we in Maybe we can see it in our lifetime.”

"That seems to be what Mr. Santis exclaimed," Pierce laughed. "It sounds overly optimistic, but I think it makes sense."

...

If what was seen in Cecil Land was prosperity and order, then in places where noble armies had raged, all that could be seen was decay and chaos.

In the southwest of Carroll Territory, in the Consco area, a small village was almost razed to the ground. On the edge of the ruins of the village, a small armed team was passing by.

The team was well disciplined, with black and red flags flying above the team, emblazoned with the Cecil family emblem. Half of the team were Cecil combatants in bright armor and combat backpacks, and the other half were non-combatants in light armor and smocks who didn't look like soldiers. The latter's blouse is printed with a red triangular logo, which has always been a mark of occupations such as doctors and pharmacists in the Ansu tradition.

Wright Aviken walked in the team, he was the only person in the team who was wearing full body armor, but his identity was a doctor - his doctor's mark was printed on the breastplate, and the striking red triangle symbol made him in the team. The team is very conspicuous.

Of course, what stood out more than the red mark was his physique, which was a head taller than a strong soldier.

At this moment, the strong and tall priest and field physician looked at the ruins in front of him, and after a few seconds of silence, he finally couldn't help but let out a sigh.

All the buildings in sight have collapsed and destroyed. The warehouses in the village where grains were stored were looted and set on fire. The wells were also filled up. The cattle, sheep and livestock were slaughtered by hungry noble soldiers. , the house was torched, and in some places, Wright can still see some unpleasant dark red blood.

The village was destroyed, it was destroyed by war, but it was not the Cecilians who were the "enemy" who destroyed it, but the village's titular patrons, titular masters - the knights of the Consco region, and A coalition of nobles allied with Viscount Consco.

The coalition of nobles fleeing from the front lines of Stone Ridge destroyed this place - just like any other place they destroyed along the way.

Nobles are synonymous with plunder, especially in wars, but Wright would still be shocked by what he saw and heard. He didn't expect that the plunder and destruction of the noble coalition when they were defeated would be more shocking than the damage they caused when they marched. It was so shocking that he couldn't help but wonder if those noble soldiers who fled were human or a group of termites peeling their skins off their bones.

Standing beside Wright was a Cecil veteran. The veteran who served as the squad commander in the team was used to seeing the battlefield and knew the way of the traditional noble army. He shook his head and explained to Wright: "They There will be some order when they march - at least at that time, they still regarded themselves as the protectors of the land and the people. When they passed through the villages and towns, they would collect a lot of food and property, but at least they would not destroy them. If they flee, they will become wolves... Unlike Cecil's army, those noble soldiers don't take 'plundering' as a crime at all, and they won't be hanged and whipped just because they took a few breads from the common people. , they dare to do anything in order to fill their stomachs, and even in order to prevent food and houses from falling into the hands of the pursuers, they will burn down a place when they go to one place..."

"Don't they even let go of their own land?" Wright couldn't help interrupting the old soldier, "Those fled nobles... Will they really order the destruction of the villages in their territory?"

"Why not?" The old soldier sighed, "Anyway, they lost. According to the rules of noble war, the victors always have to plunder—they feel that even if they don't take away all the food in the village and the house If they are all burnt down, the pursuers will do the same. Rather than letting the enemy succeed, it is better to do it yourself, and in this way, they can get back some of the food... They don't think it's a loss."

"..."

Wright was silent, the darkness and sin in the war made him not know what to say-he came from the relatively wealthy and stable Holy Spirit Plain, and even during the missionary process, he had seen the despicable acts of some barbarian nobles, but on a scale like this time The real war was the first time he saw, and what the nobles did in the process of defeating and fleeing far exceeded his expectations.

But he wasn't a naive man - although many would call him naive after knowing that he followed the classical light virtues, he knew he wasn't. He was shocked by the brutal darkness of the war, but he didn't naively think that there shouldn't be this war, much less that Cecil's victory caused the tragedies in front of him.

He knows the greed of human beings and the greed of nobles. After reading the comments and analysis in the newspapers, he knows that this war is inevitable, and no matter the outcome of the war, those greedy and brutal nobles and their armies will do The same thing - looting and destruction will always happen, the only difference is where it will happen.

And he also knows that Cecil's army has been trying to avoid the spread of these destructions as much as possible - when the large troops are chasing, they have been trying their best to drive the enemy to the wasteland and other places. Catch up and attack and drive them away before destroying them. After all, protecting those towns and villages is also protecting Cecil's future property.

But no matter how hard you try, the battlefield is always full of variables and uncontrollable.

So Wright could only watch in silence, then bowed his head and silently prayed for those who suffered the disaster.

The Lord of Light does not answer his prayers, but he does not expect anything to answer his prayers either.

The commander glanced at the pastor-turned-field doctor, did not interrupt the latter's prayer, but began to assign tasks to the soldiers: "You two, go to the neighborhood to find out if there is anyone else, and ask if there are any survivors who escaped. People, find a way to find it. You, and the three of you, look for a place to drop dead bodies nearby, and gather them up and burn them. The others come with me and look for what else is available."

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