Knight of the Light

The army of five hundred people, Abeta, did not sleep well overnight.

Even if you go hungry, there is a fire inexplicably in the middle of the night. Without waiting for any response from the stationed personnel, the fire became extremely violent in an instant and burned the entire village.

The noble knights and war horses can live in the village, which was originally a good deal to protect the wind and rain. But the wind was strong and the fire was fierce at night. Everyone was awake in sound sleep, and their eyes were full of fire.

The fire came so fast that even Abetta was startled. The village where he lives is the most complete and relatively clean, and the most pottery jars buried in the house are the most.

I couldn't sleep at night, and Abetta didn't take off her armor. At the moment of the fire, he grabbed the saber and rushed out of the burning house. In the blink of an eye, the whole village was lit up one after another, and hundreds of people flew like headless flies.

The flame burned with a crackling sound, and the messy people shouted.

Some knights took off their armor before going to bed, and the imperial family also wanted to return to the fire to take back valuable family equipment. But nothing could be seen in the flames, and the fire could burn through the room in a minute or two.

Good luck, forced out by the flames. Unlucky, the house collapsed directly, and came out with a serious burn. Some people were directly buried in the fire and burned to ashes.

In the face of the heat wave, Ren Ren has no choice but to escape.

Abeta couldn't stand in the fire, his hair and eyebrows were burned and curled upside down. In front of him he was full of chaotic heads, shouting the names of the attendants, but no one obeyed the orders.

No one cares if he wants to yell, and Abetta can only shuffle all the way and stumble out of the village. He looked back again, and the fire swept through the village, reflecting half the night sky.

Many knights had no idea about the fire, and also brought their attendants to pull out the horse's wealth. As a result, several people fled slowly and turned into torches, screaming loudly in the flames.

Hundreds of infantry were stationed outside the village but escaped. From start to finish, they were stunned, and no one set fire to the fire. They watched the noble noble officers and their attendants burning in the fire.

During the day the soldiers were poisoned and abandoned, and at night the nobles set fire to their bodies, and no one ignored it.

After Abeta came out, he jumped. His noble officers were burned to the death of at least seven or eight, and three to forty were seriously injured. Even a dozen of the more elaborate spellcasters are missing one or two.

What's more terrible is that the horses of the knights are tied to the village, and less than half of them can be rescued in a panic. Many horses can't break the reins of the bondage, and for a while don't die in the fire, they let out a desolate hiss.

When the horses are resting, they will remove the saddle bridle and put aside a lot of auxiliary supplies. These equipments are often a valuable asset prepared by a knight, and they are all turned into fly ash by a fire.

The flames exuded high temperature, and the escaping knight stood a dozen or twenty meters away from the fire scene, most of them were stunned by the sudden fire. Even the heavy losses simply screamed loudly, catching the countless fists.

Abetta held a sword in her hand, but the scabbard went nowhere. He came out of the fire, his face was dark, his armor was broken, and he wanted to force hundreds of infantry to rescue the fire.

But the soldiers who have always obeyed have no one to obey except one after another. Even if Abeta held up her sword fiercely to chase, the soldiers fled further at best.

Breathing in the chest is like a bellows, and the buzzing and tingling of the scalp is like a defeat. Abeta has never experienced this in his life. A great fire burned away the prestige that he usually established.

Not only were civilian soldiers evading, but even the noble knights of their subordinates were not well-sighted. Everyone has no face, and the loss is not small. At this moment, I remember why I suffered this crime?

Isn't it Abetta who wants to be an anvil. He asked for his own merits and made jokes about the lives of others. How long has it been sincere? Was tossed to this point.

Exxon's precedent is ahead, and Abeta is still arrogant. Casualties are still second, the key is the loss of horses and supplies, and loss of confidence.

The fire in the village burned for one night, and the next morning he smoked in smoke.

The team of 500 people had nowhere to go at night, only to stay up until dawn and prepare to return to Thick Fog Town. They destroyed a village again, but not by the usual methods.

The way back is harder than when it came.

The commander ’s power came from the recognition of others, but Abeta tried to regroup the personnel and found that his men were no longer as good as in the past.

After the inventory, more than 500 people under the command of Abeta could still command more than 300.

After removing sporadic losses and being engulfed by the fire, there were about two dozen knights who led their infantry out of the team and demanded to go back to the dense fog town alone.

This was a serious challenge to Abeta ’s authority, but he could not stop it. Because the subordinates did not trust his command ability, and believed that the return would only be ambushed.

Before leaving the team, the noble knight who acted alone screamed at Abeta's nose: "You idiot, this is a scourge caused by your arrogance.

You destroyed so many villages, killed so many villagers, you made a big mistake. Abeta, you are stared at, you must be stared at by the monsters of the Black Forest.

We are not eating, drinking, or supplying. We do n’t even have horses. Hout and Kane who had vowed to help you had already escaped.

The enemy didn't even show a shadow, and we were made like this by some traps. This has never happened before. Follow you again, we all have to die. "

The division of the team is the most shaking the heart of the army, and the remaining 300 people also doubt whether Abeta is really being targeted. The reason why they do n’t leave is that they do n’t know where to go in a panic?

In front of the burned village, the remaining team looked at their own commander.

"Follow me. I will open the way this time." Abeta was in disarray and mobilized around the remaining knights and infantry on a horse. "I have any traps."

This sounds interesting. There was a prince in front, and the morale of the team remained stable at the lowest level. As long as there are rational people, they will still choose to leave in groups.

Thick fog town straight line distance is six or seven kilometers away. If you march fast, you can get back in a day. Everyone wanted to go back quickly and didn't want to stay for a while.

Abeta rode a horse, grabbed two shields, and was alone at the head of the team. He only returned because he had walked the same way yesterday, and all the traps he supposedly had stepped on it.

However, it is unknown whether enemies hidden in the dark will lay traps again.

Forests and grasses and hillside valleys are indispensable among wilderness villages. The way back is terrifying, and there is a wind and a grass that can make the heart beat faster. Often a flock of birds flying out of the forest can scare people away.

At the beginning, the men also followed ten meters behind the Lord.

Gradually, everyone looked away, the speed was getting slower and slower, the distance was getting wider. The interval in the middle becomes more than fifty meters.

Abetta looked back, and was separated from his subordinates by Lao Yuan, so he angrily scolded: "Why are you guys, hiding so far? This is a safe route, come to Lao Tzu."

It's okay not to say this. After calling it, all the people who followed followed appeared frightened. The knight with a horse turned around and ran, and the infantry drove off. More than three hundred people were scattered!

Abeta felt a sense of palpitations, as if something terrible was approaching. He turned back slowly, and a mechanical dragon was drilled in the woods directly in front of the road. On the back of the dragon was a knight in closed armor.

The ground dragon has a monster head with horns and barbs. It approached slowly, eyes burning, and said in a low but wry tone: "Poor fellow, are you ready to be eaten by me?"