Valance Continent, Yangye City, Linhai Tavern.
"Have you heard? Yuye Town in the north was massacred!"
"What? Aren't the king's troops here to suppress the rioting Primus cultists?"
"Are you stupid? The believers are not ordinary people? That was the previous state religion! How many people can believe in it?"
"It's not like everyone rioted! How many cities have been massacred?"
"Do you know your priorities? Yuye Town! It's only three days' journey from us! Those rich people have already started to leave!"
"Hey...where can I run to? Everyone in the world belongs to him."
"Then just wait to die?"
"Why don't we organize an organization, the entire militia or something, close the city gates and fight with them? Anyway, we rely on the city wall here. Isn't it easy to defend?"
“Do you think people in Yuye Town haven’t done this before?
Organizing a militia to resist the king's army is in itself a rebellion. It would be useless if the city is not massacred after the city is broken.
Also, why do you want to resist? "
"Why else? To fight for a way to survive!"
"Well, everyone wants to find a way to survive. You want to resist, and some people want to kneel down and beg for a way to survive. You say that resisting the king is the only way to survive, and some people say that obeying the king is the only way to survive.
You want to close the city gates to resist, and others want to open the city gates to welcome them. Before Master Wang comes, we will start the fight ourselves. "
After everyone sighed, a voice came out. The voice was not loud, but it made everyone make praying gestures together.
"How come the Archbishop's Holy Crusade hasn't arrived yet..."
In the corner of the tavern, three men sat around and were devouring food. When they heard the conversation around them, the bearded man snorted twice.
“When things happen, I don’t want to rely on myself, but rely on others…”
The man with the gray hood raised his head: "Yumis, don't let your thunderous voice get you into trouble that you shouldn't cause."
Youmis's mouth moved twice, and he swallowed the rebuttal along with the mutton.
Geely on the side finished eating. He pushed the plate leisurely, lit his pipe, and looked at Youmis with a half-smile.
"Fabuin, Youmis is already talking very quietly, I can testify to this.
During the battle at Yihai, his snoring was heard by enemy scouts two kilometers away. "
Fabuin couldn't hold it back anymore and laughed out loud. He looked at each other with Marquis Gilly, who was suppressing his laughter, and the two of them started laughing loudly.
Yumis scratched his head and laughed too.
"Ah, that time... when I sleep without a pillow, I snore louder than usual."
The cheerful and relaxed atmosphere of the three people was seriously inconsistent with the dull and depressing atmosphere in the tavern. Even if they laughed loudly and wantonly, they could not change the sad faces of the surrounding drinkers.
An hour later, the three well-fed and drunken people left Yangye City. They galloped away on horseback, leaving billowing dust on the post road.
The three-day journey described by the drinker took less than two days with the galloping horses. The three of them tied their horses in the woods south of Yuye Town and walked to a hill.
Here, they saw numerous military tents below.
Fabuin squatted in a bush about half a man's height and carefully counted the number of military tents; Yumis's eyes wandered among the military tents, and finally landed on the largest military tent in the middle; Geely looked at the military tents. The men and horses walking around kept in mind the intervals between patrols by the sentries.
To the east of the military camp is the smoke-belching Yuye Town.
"Huh? That's 10,000 people, right?"
Yumis muttered.
"With the lessons learned from Marquis Amanda, do the nobles who are detained in the royal city dare not to compromise?"
Geely withdrew his gaze, took out a piece of dried meat from his arms, and looked at Yuye City while biting it.
"Haha... giving soldiers to Lin En XI, isn't that the same as giving swords to others? After the fall, the result will be the same..."
"Hey, Farboy! Look at that..."
Fabuin looked in the direction of Geely's finger. There were two soldiers on guard there. There were wolf-head-style coats of arms on their robes outside their chainmails.
"As expected... Wherever there is chaos, there is Bronn."
"There are some over there too... They're in the cavalry camp."
Geely said, pointing his finger to the north side of the military camp.
Youmis counted on his fingers and finally said a series of numbers.
"He has spent all his money... it can be considered a big bet."
Fabien laughed and said: "He never puts all the chips in the same place. The heavier the chips here, the heavier the chips on the other side are."
"The other side?"
"Primus Cult, you don't think Bronn, a greedy forest wolf, would be willing to just be an earl, do you?
Okay... don't worry about him, let's do our thing, Geely, have you found it? "
Geely took away the telescope with a determined look on his face.
"I found it. There are five groups on the hillside to the west, with three people in each group. It's just right."
"Okay, let's do it."
Fabuin said, holding the hilt of the sword with a huge sword pattern.
Half an hour later, the west side hillside.
The soldiers on duty looked at the plumes of thick smoke in the direction of Yuye Town and sighed.
"Made...what a bad luck, he was on guard duty..."
"Okay, you had a good day yesterday, can't you?"
"Yesterday I was busy with women, but I didn't grab anything."
"Did you stay at that woman's house all day yesterday?"
"No, I've been in that woman's bed all day."
"Fuck you are so awesome...it's been a long day, aren't you tired?"
"No, what I want to know is that it's been a whole day. Isn't he annoyed? At least try another one!"
"If you could take a look at that little girl, you would definitely make the same choice as me."
"No, I absolutely won't. I'd rather take a bite of each one..."
"Ha ha."
The three of them chatted about the various sins they committed yesterday, showing no signs of remorse.
They even showed off how they killed unarmed men, described the pleasure that women felt when they struggled, and the softness that came through the sword when it passed through the belly of a child.
They were immersed in the memories of completely releasing their animal nature, and did not realize that the approaching death was behind them.
Almost at the same time, three hands covered the three mouths that preached sin, and three long daggers slit their throats spewing out animalistic nature.
They were dragged backwards in the struggle, and the suffocating feeling of blood being choked into their lungs made them feel how those people who were ravaged yesterday felt.
Gradually, their struggles became slow and dull. Blood kept gushing out from their necks and was sucked in by the severed trachea. Their coughing caused the blood to splash all over the grass.
The more they try to breathe, the more blood rushes into their lungs, and the feeling of suffocation makes them want to breathe even more.
In the end, with their eyes wide open in fear, they drowned in their own blood.
