Chapter 408: Live Well and Live (4k)
“...So the number of people entering the city is simply not enough!”
“What do you mean there are not enough people entering the city? Could it be that we need more? Are you satisfied with the massacre?" Karl grabbed Pettier's collar with red eyes and shouted loudly.
A few Kush black riders quickly stepped forward, clamped Karl's arm and pulled him away.
Petier, who was sweating profusely, gasped and said out of breath: "I mean, with the number of troops outside the city, more troops should have entered.< br>
They currently only have one dissatisfied command company, hundreds of infantry knights and thousands of guards. This is obviously unreasonable.
If I were Arman, I would let the dissatisfied command company be on guard outside, and I would personally lead the full command company into the city. How could I let the company captain Elad come to pick peaches?
Besides, they have tens of thousands of guards. Rapid City is so big that they should have invested more troops so that they could seize the city gate faster.
Why did they only attack the city at the South Gate and West Gate?
They have more than 30,000 people, why did they only send so few troops? What about the rest of the people? Why don't they go to town? ”
In fact, in the city at this time, only the guards and infantry knights were working diligently to pull out the castle towers one by one and seize the city gates.
At present, only the south and west gates have been captured. The battle line has now advanced to the east gate. Only the north gate where Catherine retreated is still in her hands.
On the contrary, dozens of Order Knights from the Order Company led more than 200 extraordinary knights to slaughter and loot from house to house, loading the loot with sacks as tall as a person.
This city has been ruined for so long. The knights looted fast enough, but they still only occupied half of the city, even though Karl felt something was wrong.
“You mean there is a problem with the church army in the city?” Karl’s eyes lit up, “Can we drive them out of the city?”
"I mean there's something wrong with the garrison outside the city!" Pettier, who had recovered his breath, had a sickly blush on his face. "There is an order company in the city. We have suffered so many casualties, how can we push back?"< br>
"What do you mean?" Karl asked dissatisfied.
"If I guess correctly, the defenders outside the city should be just a few ordinary guards and peasant soldiers left behind!" Pettier rubbed his hands excitedly, "Let a few Kush black cavalry Go test it from the north city gate. There must be a reason why they don't enter the city."
"Okay." Karl immediately called out a team of trusted Kush black riders, "In half an hour at the latest. They will be able to come back.”
“Where is Sir Catherine?”
"The president was injured by a demon hunter attack at the east city gate. She is being bandaged in the tower." Karl pointed to the red brick tower in front of him. "I'm not sure which room she is in. You have to ask."
Before his beating heart could fully recover, Pettier pushed aside the guards in front of him and rushed into the tower.
He rushed up to the second floor two or three steps at a time, and trotted into the conference room under the guidance of the maid.
The original exquisite wool carpet was filled with crying old, weak, women and children. Some injured soldiers were applying medicine to their wounds, and their foreheads were so painful that they were covered with fine beads of sweat.
These people are the core and most loyal members of the Megdi Chamber of Commerce, as well as the old, weak, women and children from nearby neighborhoods. It is estimated that there are more than a thousand people inside and outside the watchtower.
Carefully walking through the space between the scattered hands and feet and the injured, Pettier arrived at the terrace outside the conference room.
On the terrace outside the conference room, Catherine took off her armor, wore her usual long skirt, held her hands on the railing, and looked into the distance.
Fire and black smoke rose alternately, and the knights galloped on their horses on the wide streets, cutting down the fleeing civilians to the ground.
The workshops, shops, restaurants, warehouses, the floats carefully preserved by various chambers of commerce, and the piles of account books and books, all trembled under the swords and flames.
On various streets, the city guards and wizards still relied on barricades to defend themselves. Most of the mercenaries either surrendered or lost their traces.
Catherine, who had been slashed by the witcher, stood on the terrace. Due to the toxin, a piece of flesh and blood on the wound on her arm was forcibly cut out.
Catherine looked at the city she had built brick by brick, and it collapsed bit by bit under the swords of the running knights.
"Catherine is in power, do you remember that yesterday you asked me why the church army's offensive has weakened?" Walking behind Catherine, Pellet didn't wait for her to ask, and said directly, "I know why. !”
“Why?” Catherine did not turn around, her voice was as tired as that of an old man.
Petier excitedly told Catherine his findings, and then said: "If this is the case, I suspect that the Salvation Army has arrived. With the big fish Saint Sun, Arman Will abandon Rapid City ”
Catherine turned around suddenly, her eyes bright and frightening: "You mean, the citizens can escape from the north city gate."
Petier looked over the railing at the whining Rapids City, and said in a deep voice Said: "Yes, there are farmers and soldiers here at the north city gate. Let's let the Kush black cavalry clear the way and break the camp. Our people can withdraw, disperse and escape, and hide in the forest.
I strongly suggest You go north from the Lacey River, where the Holy Cousin Army has a stronghold. Our people can disperse and join the other rebels in Hotam County."
"Only our people? "People?"
Petier smiled bitterly: "If we move quickly, we can evacuate the civilians in the nearby neighborhood. You have to know that the knights moved too fast and we didn't have time to take away the civilians.
They are still addicted to looting. Once they find that citizens are trying to escape, they will do their best to intercept us...
So I think taking away two blocks is the best solution at the moment... Your Majesty? "
Looking at Catherine who was distracted in front of him, Pelletier blinked his eyes, walked closer and called again: "Your Majesty? ”
Behind this watchtower, there are still thousands of merchants and craftsmen, and all kinds of old, weak, women and children in their families are concentrated here.
Not far away, a few A hundred meters away, dozens of guards were fiercely fighting for a small stronghold with the city militia
At most, they didn't have much time to escape.
Standing on the terrace of the watchtower, Catherine walked to the center of the terrace and asked the people in the room without thinking: "Everyone, I am a witch, are you afraid of me?"
< br>The betrayal of a small group of wealthy businessmen and small citizens is not the betrayal of the entire Rapid City.
Although these Juanoist civilians and craftsmen still did not dare to get too close to her, they were still willing to follow Catherine.
Everyone looked at each other for a while, then one person said loudly: "Don't be afraid, you gave me my life, I just give it back to you."
Catherine didn't answer, just smiled softly, took off the glasses Juanno gave her, put them in her hands and wiped them.
The wind blew through her sleeves, making them flap, as if urging something.
Witches are monsters, and getting close to them will cause all kinds of misfortunes. She has already tasted this feeling.
Twenty years ago, she should have died on the roadside, becoming a nameless corpse.
But she fainted from hunger and was saved by the middle-aged monk who talked trash. The monk said: "You can die, but I gave you the rations. You owe me what you owe me. Wait until you pay back what you owe me." How about dying again?”
Although she was only ten years old at the time, Catherine didn't like to owe anyone anything, so she went with him.
I didn’t expect that this debt would be owed until now, and the rations have not been repaid until today.
Catherine wiped the cracks on the crystal glasses hard with a handkerchief, but she couldn't wipe them away.
"Your Majesty?" Pettier asked tentatively, "What should we do next? Meet the Salvation Army after leaving the city? Or go find the rebels in Hotam County."
< br> Without answering Pettier's question, Catherine carefully put on her glasses again and was silent for four or five seconds before suddenly starting an unrelated topic.
"I once asked the teacher, why do we take in orphans like us? It's obvious that sometimes he doesn't have enough to eat."
"He said that his dream is too big and he can't do it himself."
“But what one Juano cannot do, ten Blago monks can do, and what ten Blago monks cannot do, a hundred Juanos can do Do it." "Just pass it on to ten, and it will be done after one million or ten million."
Katherine looked into the distance and fled everywhere. In Rapid City, where the fire broke out, the sound was so distant that it seemed to come from outside the sky.
"So he took over the bankrupt monastery of Brago, and there was the Juanone's Little Pool, the Juanone's Rapids, and the Juanone's Cold Spring Castle."
"I once didn't understand why the teacher would rather be hanged than avoid the limelight. At least with him here, Kasha County will not be divided."
"I understand now. It turns out that one person really cannot do everything..."
"When you have done everything you should do, there is only one thing left that you can do."
Be present. Everyone felt something was wrong. They looked at each other, but didn't know what to say.
The gloomy skylight shone on Catherine's face. She squinted her eyes and looked at the sky shrouded in clouds.
Karl, who arrived from outside, stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Catherine, his face stiff: "President, what are you talking about?"
Mitnich next to him held his hand. held his wrist, pulled him back a step, and looked at Catherine with a complicated expression.
“I did not build Rapid City, it was built by the citizens of Rapid City.”
“One witch Catherine cannot build a Rapid City, but ten thousand Rapid City citizens can. One rapid city, or even ten rapid cities.”
Under the gloomy and hot sky, Catherine turned around and faced all the companions and guys from the Megdi Chamber of Commerce.
They have been by his side since ten years ago, and they have never wavered even after knowing their identity as witches.
After ten years of training, their ability has long been enough to build a new Megdi Chamber of Commerce.
Katherine finally understood the teacher's mood that night.
Everything I can do has been done, and there is only one last thing left - to pass the torch.
"President, what exactly do you want to do?" Karl asked anxiously, probably feeling something.
There was no answer, Catherine just nodded towards Mitternich in the end, and after receiving the response, she closed her eyes with peace of mind.
“President!”
“Lord Ruling!”
People on the terrace screamed.
The hot wind blew her long hair, and under the horrified eyes of everyone, she opened her arms, took a step back, tilted her body, and fell straight back from the edge of the roof.
Several Kush black knights rushed forward and squeezed to the edge of the roof, trying to grab Catherine.
Ke Cai poked his head out from the edge of the roof, and there was a fierce and harsh friction sound, and the strong wind and black shadows rushed toward their faces.
They screamed subconsciously and fell backwards, slamming their backs to the ground.
"Hiss!" Clutching their painful backs, the black knights arched their bodies and raised their heads with ugly expressions, trying to see what was going on.
That is?
In the rapids city where there were endless killings and cries, there was an eerie silence in front of the North City Gate for a moment.
People raised their heads and stared blankly at Catherine, who was held up seven or eight meters in the air by vines.
This time, all the vampire vines did not avoid their mistress, but followed the armor and attached to Catherine's wrists and ankles.
In everyone's sight, the blood-sucking vine with scarred leaves wrapped around Catherine's body like a water snake, and the sharp thorns pierced the skin.
These finger-thick blood-sucking vines suddenly shrank for a moment, but the next second, they seemed to expand to the thickness of an arm in the blink of an eye.
Mitny could clearly see that Catherine’s wrists, face and calves were covered with scars left by the vampire vines. The blood from the witch was flowing drop by drop along the thorns into the vampire vines.
Terrible veins popped out from Catherine's face and arms. When she opened her eyes again, her pupils were completely black.
This is a sign that the witch is on the verge of losing control.
At this moment, the witch's magic power will reach an unprecedented peak.
Everyone seemed to be able to hear the Vampire Vine cheering and roaring.
Almost at the same time, the soles of my feet were shaking, and the gloomy sky seemed to be shaking along with it.
"Boom——"
Cries of fear rose into the sky before the thick black shadows. They smashed the floor tiles, pulled down the houses, and meandered infinitely towards the sky. .
Bricks and flying stones bounced randomly on the ground, leaves scraped across the ground, and countless vines as thick as arms rose up one after another.
The knights who were charging towards the civilians didn't even have time to dismount before they were rolled up by the knights and their horses, thrown high into the sky, and then fell to the ground.
There were sounds of heavy objects falling and blood splattering everywhere.
The civilians who fled or hid were either screaming and lying on the ground, or jumping into wells or even rivers in a panic.
Until everything settled and shadows shrouded their heads, they dared to raise their heads tremblingly and climbed up from under the trees or ditches.
But they did not run away immediately, but stared blankly at the strange things in front of them.
"Then, what is that?"
Amidst the smoke and dust raised by the collapse of buildings and floor tiles, and amid the neighing of war horses and the wails of knights, a shadowy wall suddenly appeared in front of us.
It was a wall composed of dense purple-red vines, like a guard, guarding all the main roads leading to the North City Gate.
The vines danced wildly, encompassing the entire block near the North City Gate, forming a semicircular safe area.
Some brave civilians poked the vines with sticks, but before they could touch them, the wall made of ferocious vines gently opened a hole.
The civilians walked over bravely, but were not harmed in any way. The branches and leaves of the vampire vine swept over their backs, as if urging them.
The refugees who had hunched over to escape from the hole raised their heads, forgetting to escape, and just looked at Catherine who was lifted up to seven or eight meters in the air by the vines.
The Catherine who sits on the float and throws coins at them every year, smiling like a little girl.
"Go, run away! Run away as much as you can..."
Catherine's murmuring voice reached everyone's ears, but in the end it was gradually swallowed up by the entangled vampire vines .
"Live, live well, live!"
(End of this chapter)