Chapter 282 The cruel return
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Dusk, Savery Southeastern border of the county.
As far as the eye can see, there are dark crowds everywhere. Their clothes are in tatters, most of them are half-naked, and they move slowly, like walking corpses.
Only when they see the long convoy, their eyes will show a light, mixed with greed, desire and fear.
They are refugees, refugees transformed from serfs.
The arrival of the locust plague destroyed their harvest this year. After eating up the small amount of food, they were unable to pay the rent and had to embark on a journey to escape famine.
It was because of the refugees blocking the road that Denise had to change her route to the north, but she did not expect that even after arriving here, she would not be able to escape the wave of refugees.
"Madam, we have to leave quickly." Manceni rode her horse to Denise's side: "If we can't get rid of them by night..."
"I know." Denise nodded lightly: "Immediately give the order to throw away the extra things and only bring food. Let's drive lightly and get rid of them."
Manseni was startled and looked at Denise Si's eyes were full of surprise.
"What's wrong?" Denise asked.
"No, it's nothing." Manseni retracted her gaze, turned her horse's head and shouted loudly: "Everyone is ready. Except for the first 5 vehicles, all vehicles, except the first 5, will untie their horses and abandon the vehicles!"
< br>What surprised Manseni was that in her opinion, Denise, who had always been aloof and seemingly otherworldly, would make such a decisive decision. She thought about it and asked her to prepare a speech. Dead in the belly.
Denise was somewhat aware of Manseni's thoughts, but she didn't pay too much attention.
Her eyes crossed the convoy and fell on the refugees. There were men and women, old and young. The dirty and ragged clothes and faces reminded her of her childhood.
With the help of her maid Angel, she sat back in the carriage and reported to Raven that he was safe. Denise looked at the refugees following the motorcade not far away and sighed quietly.
"Madam, it's really strange." Angel saw that Denise was in a bad mood and took the initiative to stir up the topic: "Why are these refugees heading northwest? They're too stupid. ”
During the locust plague, no lord will accept refugees, and this is the northwest of the Nord province. Going west, apart from the bloody highlands, there is an endless seaside wasteland.
It is said to be a seaside, but the wilderness is hundreds of miles wide. Although the Mon River will flow into the sea along there, it will not be long before the river water turns into sea water poured back.
Their ending is basically doomed.
"You are a child from a well-off family, so it is normal not to understand these things." Denise took Angel's hand: "They are not stupid, but they have no choice."
大Most serfs had never left their villages in their entire lives, and a trip to the town where their lord was located was an extremely long journey.
They know nothing about the outside environment and can only rely on instinct to migrate to places where the locust plague has not yet affected.
Lowering the curtain, Denise sighed softly.
She admitted that she sympathized with these refugees. The hard life in her early years had not dulled the softness in her heart, but she could not share her food with them.
Human nature cannot be tested, she must be responsible for her own people.
If you want to blame it, blame it on the refugees who were born in this era when the nobles owned everything.
“Angel, give me the bag.”
Taking the bag from Angel, Denise pulled out a scroll, wanting to become more familiar with the magic she had mastered.
Suddenly, there was a thud and the carriage stopped abruptly.
Holding Angel who almost fell, Denise opened the curtain: "What's going on!?"
"Madam, please return to the carriage!" Manseni shouted loudly Said: "Everyone is ready to fight. If anyone approaches the convoy, shoot and kill him!"
Under the dim sky, there is a dark light like smoldering coals in the clouds, not far ahead, and another It's a group of refugees.
They are not the same group as those behind.
Because there are almost no old or weak among their members, everyone's expressions and eyes are extremely ferocious. They hold pitchforks, wooden sticks, hoes and other farm tools in their hands, and some of them are stained with black and red blood.
This can no longer be called refugees, but a group of mobs forced to rise up by the locust plague.
Vesdon rode his horse to the front of the team, drew out his long sword, and shouted loudly: "We are just passing by, if you don't want to die, please make way!"
Today's Wei Sidong no longer needed prosthetics to decorate himself. On his left shoulder was a ferocious shield that shone with blood. Coupled with the fighting spirit rising from his long sword, it was awe-inspiring.
The mob cowered a little. At this time, a big man wearing ill-fitting plate armor walked out of the crowd. His face was covered in a helmet, and he said in a deep voice:
"You can leave."
< br>"But we also want to survive, you have to leave something behind."
This equipment is not something civilians can own. They obviously killed the lord who ruled them.
Weisdong snorted and winked at his followers.
The personal attendant stepped forward, took out a money bag and threw it into the palm of the mob leader.
The leader of the mob weighed it first, then opened the bag and saw dozens of silver coins and copper coins inside: "What a good thing."
"But it's too late."
As he said that, he threw the money bag on the ground.
“What we want is not money, but food!”
Vesdon looked serious: "We don't have any extra food for you."
"What a coincidence, I don't think you will hand over the food obediently." After saying that, the mob leader shouted loudly. : "Do it!!"
There was a crashing sound, and rows of mobs stood up in the grass and trees, and then all launched an attack!
The incident happened in a hurry, and Denise’s guards did not have time to form a formation, so there was a melee at the beginning.
Denise’s bodyguards totaled 50 people, all wearing iron helmets and chain armor, and holding weapons forged from fine steel.
The mob only wore thin clothes, had few pairs of shoes, and only had farm tools in their hands.
But their number was more than 10 times that of the guards, and they swarmed up like wild beasts howling!
A guard swung his sword forward and killed the mob that rushed up. Before he could wipe the warm blood from his face, someone else rushed up.
Almost subconsciously, the guard waved his sword again, but when he saw the mob in front of him, he hesitated.
That was just a child, he looked about 13 or 4 years old. His face was still childlike and he was holding a kitchen knife in his hand.
But during this moment of hesitation, the child roared like a wild beast, jumped up with momentum, held the kitchen knife in both hands, and stabbed the guard in the throat.
锃——
The kitchen knife was of inferior quality, and it flickered on the armor in vain, causing a stream of fire to break. However, the guard was also staggered by the child's explosive power, and raised his head. Fall to the ground.
More mobs swarmed forward and the guard never stood up again.
At the front of the team, Vesdon's sword is burning with dark red bloody fighting spirit, almost blending into the environment. Every time he swings the sword, he can take away a life, but these mobs seem to be endless. Surround him.
Hoes, pitchforks, wooden sticks, and flails kept greeting him. If it weren't for the strong armor and Vesdon's constant turning of the horse, he would have been beaten to internal injuries.
Even so, the constant thumping noise still made him more and more irritated.
The mob had their own way of dealing with the Lord Knight. They did not try to get close to Vesdon. They just harassed him from a distance with long weapons and refused to let him leave. Obviously, they wanted to exhaust his strength.
Vestong also gradually came to his senses. He retracted his sword, reached out and grabbed a hoe with a bang, and pulled it back hard, and the mob holding the hoe was pulled away. It flew up and knocked down several companions with a howl.
Flicking his wrist and holding the hoe straight, Vesdon swung violently, interrupting the two shovels and a pitchfork that came at him, gaining some space for himself.
At this moment, someone in the crowd shouted: "There is no armor on his horse's hooves. Poke the horse's hooves——"
Vesdon looked at it and locked the guy hiding in the crowd.
Without hesitation, Vesdon aimed at the man and raised his hand and threw the hoe.
Whoosh
The man noticed Vesdon's movement and was about to run away, but as soon as he turned around, a hoe with a sound of breaking through the air was imprinted on his back.
The heavy iron head shattered his back with a click, and the flesh and blood exploded along with the bones. His clothes were torn, and the iron head was wrapped around it and pierced into it while spinning, and thick blood came out from his chest.
There is still a beating heart hanging on the iron head.
With a pop, the man fell to the ground, causing the already fragile heart and blood vessels to burst due to impact, and blood washed away like spring water.
This horrific scene immediately frightened the surrounding mob. Their thirst for food made them retreat, but they did not want to get close to Vesdon, the god of death.
In the melee, only Manseni was at ease.
Dark fighting energy surged around her, almost blending into the environment. She quietly emerged from the shadows and slit the throat of a refugee.
Then a hand was wiped on the thigh, and the flying knife whizzed out, nailing a refugee who wanted to get close to Denise's carriage to the frame.
Arrived next to the carriage, Manseni opened the curtain, and immediately turned sideways with a look of surprise.
A chaotic-colored light bullet passed by her, landed on the shoulder of a mob, and silently opened a transparent hole as big as the mouth of a bowl.
The mob didn't notice it at first. When the blood spurted out, they howled and fell to the ground.
This is Denise's magic.
Manseni swallowed: "Madam, there are too many mobs, and they are obviously hungry and crazy, and they are not afraid of death. If we delay it and wait for the next batch of refugees to catch up, I'm afraid... ..."
"I know." Denise said: "You came just in time. Immediately give the order for everyone to abandon their cars, change their horses, and break out with all their strength!"
Manseni nodded vigorously, and then Chanting began to convey Denise's orders.
When Vesdon heard this sentence, he asked his soldiers to repeat it loudly.
This group of mobs are not killers. Their goal is food. Since one side has decided to give up, there is no reason for both sides to continue fighting.
But Vesdon still thinks too sweetly. The mob has already become red-eyed. How can it be so easy to stop?
At this moment, a low buzzing sound came, causing the originally chaotic battlefield to pause for a moment.
This sound is familiar to everyone. It is the sound of vibrating locust wings!
Vesdon swallowed and looked back, only to see a black wall pushing across the skyline.
Swarm - a real swarm! !
The refugees began to scream and run for their lives. Even though Vesdon killed several of the mob who rushed in front of his horse, it was still difficult to go against the current.
"Madam, please mount your horse!" At the same time, Manseni had already extended her hand to Denise.
“Take Angel and go.” Denise said. "But..."
"No but!"
Just when Manseni was about to knock Denise unconscious and take her away, Denise suddenly pulled out a sharp enchanted dagger from her waist.
This was originally her protective weapon. After the battle with Anderson, Raven took it in his hand, and later, Raven gave it back to her.
Pull the corner of her skirt and with a hiss, Denise cuts off the obstructive skirt and throws it to the ground, revealing her plump and powerful thighs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings. Then she cuts off the shackles of the cart-horse. He took the rope, stepped on the shaft of the cart, held the horse's back with one hand and rode on.
This routine worked so smoothly that Manseni was almost stunned.
Because Denise is sitting with her legs astride the saddle - which is very different from the aristocratic women who ride sideways.
"My horsepower is not as good as yours, take An Qi with you and open the way in front."
Manseni Muran came back to her senses: "Yes, madam!"
Body As a second-level shadow knight, Manseni drove her horse to run rampant, pushing everything in the way aside. The scene was somewhat bloody.
And Denise followed closely behind her.
The anxious Weston only saw Mansoni and An Qi: "Manson! Where is my mother?"
The next moment, the facts told him the answer.
The sun, which was about to sink into the western mountains, illuminated Denise's face with its faint light.
Her figure undulated with the pace of the horse, her black hair fluttering in the wind, and a layer of oily sweat on her forehead. Even though her clothes and face were splashed with blood from the horse's hooves, His eyes were still firm.
"Veston, let's go!" Denise shouted loudly, passing by Vesdon.
Vesdon came to his senses, turned his horse's head and followed, with a hint of surprise on his face.
For the first time, he discovered that his mother was not only decisive in business.
The war horses flew quickly and gradually moved away from the locust swarm. There were only 27 of the original 50 guards left.
They are lucky, not everyone can escape the pursuit of locusts.
The flying speed of locusts is always faster than running on two legs.
They are not picky about food, and many of them fall on the trees and grass beside the road. They are crowded together and use their mouthparts to cut everything that can be eaten.
Everywhere he passed, the grass turned into debris and disappeared; the originally lush trees lost their leaves, twigs, and bark, leaving only bare, stone-like trunks.
Click, click, click.
The sound of locusts gnawing is everywhere.
The 13-year-old boy who killed a guard was listening to this sound at the moment.
Not far from him, there were many corpses lying on the ground. Some of them were guards, some were refugees who were killed by the guards, and some were killed by locusts.
But the boy didn't seem to see it. He was sitting in a carriage surrounded by locusts. He would only wave them away when the locusts crawled on his face.
It's not that he doesn't feel the pain, it's just that his head is dizzy at the moment because he just drank two bottles of red wine.
Sweet and delicious.
He was holding a piece of dry and hard baguette in his hand, biting and swallowing hard.
If there had been so much bread, maybe his parents, his grandparents, and his sister wouldn't have to die.
No, maybe his sister is not dead yet, because the boy remembered that his sister exchanged her body for two pieces of gray bread, and then left with a man who looked like a businessman.
Gray bread is delicious, but not as good as white bread.
The boy gnawed one bite at a time, and when the bread was gone, he took out another loaf - the pocket was firmly pressed under his body, so that the locusts would not get into it.
He looked at his legs, which were crawling with locusts and flowing with blood, but he didn't feel anything. Only when the bugs gnawed on gray-white things, his legs would twitch a few times.
The boy knew he was going to die, but he didn't care.
After death, maybe you can be reunited with your family.
Even if you die, you must eat more, eat more, the more, the better!
Eat hard and eat big.
Gradually, he could no longer eat. His body was getting colder and weaker, and he was no longer able to drive away the locusts on his face.
There was a taste of blood in his mouth.
Suddenly, there was a pop, and he felt light. It turned out that his belly had been bitten by locusts, and the bread that had been roughly chewed and pressed into moist dough fell out.
The boy used his last strength to put the bread back into his stomach.
He heard people say that after death, nothing can be taken away except the things in the body.
That’s why he wanted to eat more and bring this food to his family.
The small body fell under the car because of this tilt.
The locusts covered him and the entire carriage.
Click, click, click…
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4 days later.
Xuefeng County, Tieliang collar, Tieliang town.
Five days have passed since we got rid of the refugees.
Although they were a little embarrassed when escaping, they still bought supplies in the noble territory on the way and put on clothes that were not gorgeous, but decent enough.
Aside from the tired look on her face, Denise is still radiant.
The city gate opened, and Judra rode out to greet you, smiling and saying: "Mrs. Denise, I heard you were arriving in Ironforge Town early in the morning, but I have been waiting for a long time."
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Accepting Judra's hand kiss calmly, Denise calmly took out her palm and said, "My lord, Baron, thank you for your trouble."
Originally, in the eyes of her son, all men who approached her widowed mother were hooligans. What's more, Judra is Angel's son - Vesdon has not forgotten what happened to the Humphrey brothers.
So he rode forward and said: "Baron Judra, thank you for your kindness, but there are only a few hours of horse riding left to the Eagle Territory, so we won't disturb you."
“No need to disturb you.” Judra said with a smile: “In the past few years, fortunately, the Sheriff Your Majesty's Skyhawk Platform, weapons and equipment are not worried about sales, and the development of the Iron Furnace Territory is getting better and better. I have always wanted to repay you."
"Now that you have returned to Xuefeng County from afar, if I can't give you a warm reception. Now, doesn’t it appear that I have no conscience?”
At this point, he raised his voice so that Denise's guards could hear him: "And it's already so late. You guys have been running around for days and it's difficult to walk at night. You're almost at home. If something happens, it’s not worth it.”
"I have ordered people to prepare bread, barbecue, wine, and soft beds. Even if Mrs. Denise doesn't look at my face, you must still be considerate of the hard work of your subordinates."
< br>After saying these words, even Vesdon was a little shaken.
In order to return to the Eagle Territory as soon as possible, they almost never stayed overnight in the homes of nobles. They always looked for places to camp. It was good to have a place to stay before dark. Basically, they did not get very effective results. rest.
"Mother, look..."
Denise pondered.
After all, Judra is a baron, and for lowering his stance so low and doing so much, he still needs to be given some face.
Furthermore, after running around for days, Denise felt a little tired and didn’t want to go to see Raven looking haggard.
"Then, thank you Baron Judra for your kindness."
Judra also breathed a sigh of relief and took the lead in turning the horse's head: "Please follow me."
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Since it was a good reception, a banquet was inevitable. Judra even pulled his pregnant wife out to chat with Denise.
Judging from the food and drinks prepared, a lot of thought was put into it.
What was prepared for the guards were large pieces of bacon, which made their mouths full of oil after one bite, and whole chickens and ducks - it was useless to keep them anyway.
The dishes in front of Denise are mainly delicious and appetizing crisp vegetables, which fully take care of the weak appetite of women after running around.
Manseni was the only one missing from the restaurant.
Full of vigilance, she went to the stables alone to look after and take care of the horses, so that she could ride away immediately in case of an emergency.
Judra did not move closer to Denise, but sat with Vesdon.
For this "elder", Vesdon was not very cold, and his words went in one ear and out the other. He just buried his head in eating and sneered in his heart.
Your wife looks so much like my mother, do you really think I can’t tell?
On Denise's side, the atmosphere was more harmonious. Lily was already articulate, good at observing people's words, and was a businessman, so she had a lot in common with Denise.
"Mrs. Denise, can you tell me how you were so precise in your vision that you were able to start stocking up on food before the Death Hand Order caused trouble?"
"It wasn't me. It's Raven." Denise smiled lightly: "If I really had such a precise vision, I should be fully prepared for this locust plague."
" Then..." Lily rolled her eyes: "Then, it was always true that Meng En City Car Rental Agency came back to life through your hands?"
Denise nodded: "That's true? There is such a thing, but it is not as exaggerated as coming back from the dead."
"Can you tell me in detail?" Lily said with a hint of admiration in her eyes.
"This..." Denise hesitated for a moment. She was a little tired and really didn't want to talk about those laborious things.
Seeing Denise's hesitation, Lily immediately poured herself a glass of angel tears: "Then, for the sake of this story, let me toast you first."
Lily had already shown her pregnancy, so Her belly couldn’t be covered, so Denise stretched out her hand to cover the rim of her cup: “You are still pregnant with the child; How can I drink?"
As she said that, she picked up the wine glass that had not been touched for a long time and drank the angel's tears in it: "I accept this idea. If you want to hear it, it's not impossible. Said. "
At the same time, Judra, who was sitting next to Vesdon, saw this scene.
The corner of his mouth curled up for a moment, then disappeared immediately.
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(End of this chapter)