Chapter 437 (1/2)
”Pooh!”
The flames burned and swept the rice fields with undulating wheat waves.
The dry and cold wind blew on my face, and the air was slightly burnt. The once green fertile soil has been turned into waste soil after the war.
The soldiers who fell into madness fought with broken limbs and arms and human bones all over most of the rice fields.
Dressed in a broken God robe and looking old, Fei LAN overlooks the hell on earth.
He landed and walked.
In the field of vision, it spreads out into the distance. Broken villages, Carnival ruins, charred trees, bodies and debris submerged in the fire continue to retreat. During the long journey, similar scenery continues to appear and repeat over and over again.
Until a town at the turning point of fate appeared, Ferrand stopped and showed a complex color on his face.
It is close to lakes and lush in water and grass. With the diligence of generations, more windmills have been built for flour milling, which often attracts businessmen from other cities to process raw materials. As a commercial transit station, it promotes the local prosperity.
But at this time, small towns, which had always been peaceful and prosperous, were captured by the army. The war engulfed most of the houses and burned. Even the landmark building of the town, the windmill, was demolished and used as materials for military equipment.
”Kill them! All the wealth is ours!”
”Hahaha, hahaha!”
”Men kill women directly... Hey hey, drag them out and hold them together!”
The robber who invaded the town roared with blood in his eyes.
A large number of men were killed and fell into a pool of blood. A small number of women and girls were dragged out, crying and struggling.
”Have fun at night! Remember not to kill them.”
”Leave some virgins and send them to the Marquis's house after...”
”Shit! That young girl is just right for the Marquis's appetite. Dare you touch it? Do you want to die!”
”No, the divine court is coming. Hurry up!”
”Is it the shenting that pretends to be benevolent and hypocritical and interferes everywhere? Forget it, let them go and pick some beautiful ones. Let's go.”
After some looting, the robbers returned with a full load of goods and returned to the knights on the way.
In Fei Lan's calm eyes, they put on the dress of knights, wore long swords and light armor, and dragged carriages holding slaves on their way home.
Soon, a group of divine officials of the divine court, under the guard of the guardian knights, came to this ravaged town for comfort and pension.
The harvest shrine is a neutral force that seeks survival among the three principalities.
Even if it declines, it still has far-reaching influence. The principality does not want to try how many cards are hidden in the divine court. Sometimes, there are some good cooperative relations.
”My Lord, my Lord, we beg for forgiveness and atonement.”
The trembling civilians knelt down. They were cowardly, foolish, and did not dare to stand up when their wives and daughters were bullied face to face. They did not dare to take revenge on the robbers. They could only expect the forgiveness of the divine court to give themselves psychological comfort.
After all, the real men who fought hard and fought hard were killed by the robbers.
”Foolish people, your ancestors betrayed the gods and were sinners, which led to the outbreak of this disaster.”
”But my Lord is kind and kind, and would like to give you a chance to believe again...”
The old God official opened his mouth and brainwashed these people to collect the power of faith.
He was kind and brought them some comfort and hope to live.
In other words, with the help of divine officials, they can reduce their guilt and make excuses for escapism.
When it comes to your own life, you don't even want to take care of your wife and daughter who have become slaves.
Fei LAN watched quietly. He paced slowly, penetrated the bodies of a group of people, and unknowingly came to a poor kiln.
The arrival of the divine court, such as extending a helping hand, some children are crying.