After walking across a simple suspension bridge made of three logs tied together, the peasant woman guarding the checkpoint finally noticed Yaro.
Yaro seems to be about the same age as Hami, but his appearance and temperament are completely different from the local civilians. Coupled with the leather armor he wears, even if it is stained with dust, you can tell that he is not ordinary.
This kind of clothing is not something that the team members brought out by Old Charles can afford, let alone the fact that Yarrow has an extraordinary heavy sword on his back.
Facing the middle-aged peasant woman's scrutiny, Yaluo greeted her generously: "Good evening, Mrs. Wenlin."
"Good evening, good evening..." Aunt Wen Lin glanced at Old Charles and asked hesitantly, "Is he...?"
"This is Lord "Yue", a strong man I met by chance on the way back," Old Charles vaguely emphasized the pronunciation of "Sir".
Aunt Wen Lin heard what Old Charles didn't say clearly - this is a strong man who can walk alone in the land of the dead!
With this kind of equipment, great strength, and not having the eye-catching appearance of a demon hunter, this young man is likely to be a formal knight of noble birth just like Lord Claire!
Knowing this, Aunt Wen Lin's eyes flashed slightly, she took a deep breath and took half a step forward:
"Master Yue, can you...can you help us..."
Before Aunt Wen Lin could finish speaking, Old Charles hurriedly interrupted: "Okay, don't talk too much!"
At this time, the wooden ladder had just been pulled up again, and several ragged little boys walked out of the haystacks on the side again, but they were forced back by Old Charles with a glare.
Looking back, Old Charles was hunched over, his stooped body even shorter, and he couldn't hide the nervousness in his voice: "Yue... Lord Yue, please... don't pay attention to what she just said."
Yaro looked at the few little heads who were still poking their heads, then at the uneasy middle-aged woman beside him, and then at the nervous old man next to him.
The blunt little Hami, the cautious old Charles, and the aunt who decisively asks for help... These three people may be ordinary or insignificant, but in their own way, they are protecting their companions and trying to save their home.
Compared to the other civilians Yaro had encountered before, these old Charles people all had a rare kind of resilience.
In them, Yaro seemed to see some shadows of those people in his previous life.
"One may be a special case, but how many have we encountered now? Why is there such an essential difference between the mentality of the civilians in the earl territory and the refugees in the periphery and the civilians in the viscounty territory?"
"Master Yue..." Seeing Yaro who was inexplicably silent, Old Charles became more and more nervous.
However, Yaro could sense that the one arm that Old Charles carried behind his back was constantly swinging, telling the peasant woman to take the children away quietly.
Yaro shook his head, put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, and smiled indifferently: "It's okay, help me arrange a place to rest. I also know Baron Claire. When he comes back, you ask him to come to me."
Arrow didn't blame Old Charles for being wary.
Referring to what Viscount Corey did, Old Charles's approach was indeed the best attitude for civilians to survive.
But this level of caution is ultimately annoying.
Now that he knew that this was not a trap by the Fernando wizard family, and that Baron Claire would be back soon, Yaro was too lazy to argue with old Charles.
Old Charles secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but pretended to be surprised: "Lord Yue also knows Baron Claire? That's great! Don't worry, when he comes back, I will tell him immediately that you are waiting for him!"
"Master Yue, please come with me. Our camp is still behind that cliff."
There is a crack on the cliff behind the level, which extends from the top of the rock to the ground, as if it was struck by a giant axe.
There were some scattered bone residues at the narrow entrance, and the bluestones on both sides were covered with new scratches. The dark blood stains connected together, dyeing the entrance black and red.
Stepping into the narrow narrow road, the top of the sky blocked all the remaining light of the sunset.
The ground underfoot was extremely sticky, and the turbid air smelled fishy. The damaged Juma was roughly repaired and then re-secured in the narrow road, making the road here difficult to pass.
The cold wind blew, and there was a faint whimpering sound.
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Chapter 363 Ordinary people’s quest for survival
Luo activated the Cat-Shaped Fist - Running, and while sensing his surroundings, he was also filled with thoughts.
"All the soldiers from the earldom were dispatched to the front line. Under the sudden impact of countless undead bones, the unprepared civilians must have collapsed thousands of miles away."
"Maybe they didn't successfully hold on until they escaped to this dangerous place?"
"The strength of many undead skeletons is no worse than that of professional soldiers, and they are not afraid of piercing attacks. Even if there is such a dangerous place, civilians do not have crushing strength, and they cannot guard against ten thousand others. Do you know how many people died before you could defend?"
Suddenly there was a crisp sound of bone cracking under his feet, but Yaro saw that the two people leading the way did not stop, so he remained silent.
Then, more and more broken bones were broken under the feet until they were connected into one piece.
Hami seemed to know Yaro's doubts and explained aloud: "Before, we retreated to the other side before we reorganized our counterattack force. Afterwards, the cleanup only swept out the complete bones, so there were more bone residues behind. a little."
The total length of the narrow passage is only about a hundred meters. When you walk out of the narrow passage, what you see is a wooden platform more than three meters high. The wooden platform is in a ring shape, covering the entire exit. On the high platform, there is Sanming holding a wooden pole and a long hammer. juvenile.
"It's Daddy Charles and Hami, they're back safely!" the young man on the high platform shouted cheeringly.
Soon, a series of footsteps came from behind the high platform, and a dozen young men of the same age as Hami soon appeared in front of the wooden door under the high platform.
"What have you been doing to take so long to come back?"
"Hami! Great, you're not hurt, are you?"
…
The teenagers crowded around, talking noisily and noisily.
Old Charles scolded nervously: "Okay, everyone disperse, what are you doing here?"
The teenagers were not afraid of him and kept laughing and talking.
"Hami, tell me, what did you do just now?"
"Dad Charles, you are too partial, why do you only take Hami and not me!"
…
Although these teenagers spoke in a relaxed manner, many of them had injuries on their bodies. The blood stains on the bandaged areas were still bright red. It was obvious that they had been injured not long ago.
"Okay, okay! Hami, you and them go eat first, and I'll take Master Yue to rest."
As he said that, Old Charles turned around and said, "Master Yue, please come this way."
Yaro nodded slightly.
Behind the high platform is a semi-open barracks. The people living nearby are all young men similar to Hami. In some open spaces, the old people lead the young people and they are still exercising.
Outside, women and children were in groups, some fetching water, some making fires to cook, and some carrying wood to build more camps.
Further outside, it is green.
Under the vast sky, rows of malts are neatly arranged in the fields, and a low city stands tall.
That place should be the town of Giro that Old Charles mentioned.
Chapter 363 Ordinary people’s quest for survival
