Knight with Wand

Boris in the bushes looked at the group of Kantardars running towards Selva Village.

The fire had gradually disappeared under the hillside, and he couldn't help but fall into deep fear.

Hurry back to inform?

Pah! Report a shit!

Boris's movements affected his wound, and he couldn't help but shiver in pain.

Anyway, his father and brothers were conscripted to fight, and they happened to be away from the village. How could he be in the mood to risk going back to care about the lives of other people in this broken place? As for the two gossiping old guys and other villagers at home? Humph. It has nothing to do with me if they all die.

What's more.

Olivia's appearance flashed through his mind, and Boris couldn't help but laugh triumphantly.

You stinky bitch, I asked you to protect the spy from outside the village, I really want to see what you look like when the disaster is about to happen.

Boris was secretly happy when he imagined the end of the girl being cruelly ravaged by the iron hoofs of the Kantardars.

He got up with difficulty, his feet seemed to be infused with energy because of his joyful mood. He turned around and walked carefully along the dirt road into the distance.

"I have to go to the town to inform the lord."

Boris's figure disappeared at the end of the road without hesitation.

Under the cover of the night, dozens of cavalrymen who had experienced a long-distance escape stopped far away at the foot of a hill not far from the village. They extinguished their torches as ordered, and waited quietly for the scouts to report.

Since they fled the battlefield after being defeated, they had been very tired in the days of fleeing. The food and water they carried with them had been exhausted, and they were out of ammunition and food. The discovery in front of them gave this group of exhausted remnants a shock.

Several knights and squires who had explored the way early rode across the dirt slope and rushed back to the team to report the situation to their master.

The noble knight of Kantadar, who looked like a leader, listened to the report of the squire and learned that there was only a small village with dozens of households ahead. The fatigue on his face disappeared immediately, and he was overjoyed.

Under the moonlight, he turned around and gave instructions to his knights and mercenary leaders, which was almost equivalent to sentencing this small foreign village to death.

Soon, the remaining troops were divided into four groups.

The leader's order was simple and cruel.

After a short rest, each group surrounded the village and entered it at dawn, taking what they needed and leaving no one alive.

No villagers who slipped through the net were allowed to escape.

The noble knights quietly led the squire cavalry to the village quietly, covering the east, west and south sides.

And a dozen mercenary cavalry with different weights of armor, led by the mercenary leader, bypassed the hill and quickly ran towards the hillside north of the village.

According to the investigation report, there was a small tower on the hillside that was unknown whether there were people, which could be used as a temporary sentry camp before the attack.

The horse's hooves stepped on the dirt road under the night, and the danger was getting closer and closer.

In the windmill mill, Leon, who was dozing in the corner of the window, seemed to hear something.

Having just experienced the village thugs breaking into his house, he opened his eyes alertly and listened attentively.

Hearing the faint sound of horse hooves approaching, Leon quickly got up and went to the window, peeking out from the half-closed wooden window.

On the hillside, the shadows of many people and horses appeared at some point.

Under the moonlight of the night, the armored cavalrymen were looming.

Leon was shocked. Where did this group of cavalry come from?

They couldn't be the helpers that Boris called to avenge them?

Impossible, if that country thug had such connections and skills, he wouldn't be so sneaky.

Lohak and Azerien also ran over, leaning on the window to look, and suddenly they were filled with uneasiness.

A quick glance also showed that at least a dozen of them were approaching, which was not something the three of them could deal with!

"What's going on? Are they bandits from Selva?" Lohak gritted his teeth and lowered his voice anxiously: "We just ran into a thief and now a bandit? Why are we so unlucky tonight!"

"It seems that we can't get around, what should we do?" Azerian looked at Leon. The cavalry approaching in the dark were obviously not friendly.

"It's too late to escape. There is a cliff behind the hillside. The only way downhill is blocked by that group of people. We will run into them head-on as soon as we go out." Leon was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead. He outlined the terrain of the small hillside in his mind and realized that the three of them had no chance to get around the cavalry, and it was impossible for two legs to outrun the other side's four legs.

Looking back and scanning the surroundings, there seemed to be no place to hide in the windmill mill.

Suddenly raising his head, he saw the remaining windmill turntable attic above.

The so-called "attic" was just a space composed of several criss-crossing thick wooden beams. Looking from the bottom up, the wooden beams and columns were hollowed out, and there was no way to hide.

But what Leon noticed was the hole in the top of the tower where moonlight seeped through, which was higher up the "attic"!

"Quick! Let's climb up! Climb to the roof from that hole!"

As soon as they said that, the three of them moved the wooden box to step on, and Leon jumped up, grabbed the wooden beam, and struggled to climb up to the beam compartment.

Thinking of something else, he turned back and called his companions: "Hand over the blankets and quilts, as well as our bags, so that they can't find out that someone has lived here."

Lohak quickly picked up the rolled-up bedding by the wall and threw it up to Leon, and Azerien also picked up the incense burner left by Boris on the floor. Fortunately, they packed their bags in advance, otherwise it would be troublesome.

The three of them put away their miscellaneous things, climbed up the wooden beam, and continued to build a ladder with their hands and feet to climb to the hole.

At this time, the low neighing of horses and the strange whispers of those people under the windmill tower could be heard.

The fragile wooden door on the first floor of the windmill obviously could not cause any obstacles under violence.

The sound of banging the door followed.

With a bang, the wooden door was violently knocked open, and Leon and the other two finally climbed to the outside of the windmill tower with rolled-up bedding.

Lying on the roof, the nervous breaths of several teenagers dared not to make a sound.

Outside the windmill tower, Leon had heard the chattering below.

"Uria, it's a Kantadar bastard." Lohak lowered his voice and said angrily.

"Hush--" Leon raised his hand to signal silence, but he was also full of annoyance in his heart. He just felt that these Kantadars were like dog-skin plasters, and he couldn't get rid of them.

How did they appear in Orland?

Could it be that the Kantadars had defeated the Orlanders at the border and led their troops to kill in?

Through the hole on the side of the tower top, Leon heard the metallic sounds of the armor and weapons of the soldiers who broke into the windmill mill.

Heavy footsteps quickly stepped over the wooden steps.

Several mercenaries held sharp blades and checked every floor of the windmill tower in the dark, but found nothing.

"Is there anyone inside?"

The leader of the Kantadar mercenaries outside the tower asked loudly inside.

A mercenary kicked a wooden box casually, walked forward and pushed open the wooden window on the third floor, and stuck his head out to answer the leader downstairs: "Boss, this broken place seems to have been abandoned for a long time, there is not even a hair."

The mercenary leader looked at the village in the night at the bottom of the hillside, turned back and ordered his men on the windmill: "When we go down, you take a few people to stay and keep watch. This place has a wide field of vision. Help us see if there are any pursuers coming."

"Then don't forget to help the brothers grab more." The mercenary on the third floor reminded the leader.

Looting villages and towns has always been the main business of mercenaries to make a fortune, and killing enemies in battle is a side job.

"Damn it, when have I ever left you guys alone? Don't be lazy. When we're done, I'll ask my brothers to leave a few village girls for you to relieve your anger." The mercenary leader laughed and scolded.

It's okay, I'm back early, and the second update is here, but the release time of tomorrow's two updates will definitely be postponed. It will definitely be too late to code at midnight and noon.