Chapter 408： Villager (2/2)

After the first person put the food into his mouth, the others immediately gorged up. Wright could feel that as the food swallowed into the stomach, these people finally had less attention to the soldiers in front of them.

Although they are still very nervous.

"You are the people in this village?" After those people recovered some physical strength, Wright came to them and asked in a gentle tone. "You have been hiding in the cellar? There are other places in the village." What?"

Several villagers looked at Wright's body with a little fear, but finally one person spoke up: "We are... no one else..."

Then the person in the opening pointed to the cellar behind him and pointed to the people around him: "Let us do."

"We are the army of the Duke of Govin Cecil," said the team commander. "Don't be afraid, you are safe."

However, the villagers did not respond to the squad commander's words as if they did not understand it, and looked at the slashed sword worn by the soldiers' waists.

"The army of Cecil is different from other troops. We don't grab food." The squad commander certainly knows what these villagers are afraid of. "Who burned the village? The Cavaliers of the Concord? The viscount of the Carol." Or other nobles?"

The villagers couldn't help but start shaking when they heard these names, but no one dared to answer the question of the squad commander. It was as if they would be hanged on the gallows after the opening of the place, but for a few seconds. After planting, there was still a crisp voice that broke open: "It’s a knight with a white robe..."

The mouth is a child, judging from the sound should be a girl, but she just said half, the adult next to it quickly caught the child's mouth, so that the rest of her words can only become ambiguous buzz .

Wright crouched down in front of the child and waved to let the adults next to him let go. He looked at the child's eyes and it was a pair of extra bright eyes, even though the little girl was not beautiful at all, rough and dry skin even There are large freckles, as if the weedy messy hair covers her quarter of the face, but the big eyes that emerge from the messy hair are particularly impressive.

Wright looked at the eyes and asked, word by word: "The knights in white robes are they the knights of the church?"

The little girl shook his head first, then hesitated and nodded. "I don't know... but they have a pastor..."

Some of the survivors finally couldn’t help it, and they sobbed in a low voice: "We have paid food...we have paid food..."

Wright knows what it means to be like nothing.

When they handed over food, when the aristocratic coalition forces launched their troops, they thought that the civilians in each piece of land would donate grain and food to serve as rations. The nobles would levy these things on the grounds that "we send troops to protect you." Civilians will also easily believe these claims (because even if they don’t believe it is meaningless, the right to speak is in the hands of the lord), I am afraid that they will not understand until the aristocratic soldiers who have been defeated by the front line robbed the village and set fire to the houses. What happened in the end?

Even now, when the Seehirs appear in front of them, few of them will think that these "foreigners" are the ones who used to fight with the lord of the lord, or even if they think of it, they will not have any In response, they will only lament their own misfortunes and fear the swords and staff in the hands of nobles, knights and soldiers, and the more complicated interests on this are what they do not understand.

The only thing they can think of is that they had "settled food" before.

It seems ignorant, but behind ignorance is ignorance. Behind ignorance is numbness.

The soldiers who went to the village to investigate the situation came back. They found dozens of bodies in a pit not far from the village.

It is not easy for so many bodies to be completely incinerated in a short period of time. The team is not carrying enough fuel and there is not enough fuel in the vicinity. The team commander can only order the bodies to be left in the pits and buried in place. The three bodies found in the cellar together.

When these things were done, Wright found the commander: "I want to bring those dozens of people to Cecil at least to the frontline camp, where someone can take them to the south."

Wright couldn't put down the dozens of survivors. Their homes have been destroyed, there are no food and medicine, and now it is the early summer, the spiritless wolves and other beasts are wandering in the wilderness, without village fences and houses, lights The protection, a dozen unarmed villagers in the wilderness may not live for three days, here is not Cecil, the danger in the wilderness is great.

"We have to report within the stipulated time. This is the discipline of the army." The commander certainly understands Wright's mind, but he must emphasize the implied problem. "The civilians are too weak, and there is no effort to hurry in a short time." With them, we will definitely delay."

Wright couldn't refute, but the squad commander continued after two or three seconds: "But if you want, I can leave you a few soldiers. I will go to the camp with the medical team and report to you. It is disciplined that these people follow this up."

"Well, I have no problem," Wright agreed with, and then said with a serious face. "In addition, I have a suggestion. The captain is like this being robbed by the nobility. The survivors are hiding or fleeing more than one village. We should report the situation and try to find these places and save some people."

"Do not worry," the team commander nodded. "I will report it."