The Devil’s Cage

Chapter 1738 Attack

Outside the city of Sika, the jungle.

The thick snow covered the hard frozen soil, so that it is comparable to the frozen soil of steel. It seems to be covered with a layer of armor. The pine needle in the jungle is like a small dagger with a sharp handle. Those who shuttle through them will be cut.

Every year, the patrol team has such unpredictable ills.

Because of this unlucky one, each patrol will have a rapid growth period.

Carl was a bad luck at the time.

The first time he joined the patrol, he refused the proposal that the captain was wearing a thick linen cloak, insisting that he would wear armor, and then... he was not protected by the armor, and the pine needles were bloody.

As for the place protected by the armor?

The same is not good.

Long hours of exercise, a lot of sweat, not only made him feel uncomfortable, but also completely frozen his skin and lining at night, Carl will never forget, the captain and teammates boiled water to solve their appearance, then After that, he recovered from the cold because he was sick for a week.

He then again rejected his mother’s proposal to join the army as a staff member and returned to the patrol again.

It is only one year.

Very boring and dangerous.

But also very happy.

There is no intrigue, and there is no hidden knife. Everyone is handing the back to each other’s teammates and brothers.

Looking back at that year, Carl was conscious of his lips.

However, at this time he only returned to God, I am already stunned, where is the corner of the mouth.

Suddenly, Karl opened the mandible.

He wants to burst into tears.

It is a pity that he is a beggar and can't even cry.

What is there is only the beating of the fire of the soul.

Sika City can't go back.

There are too many places to go.

Wilderness, will it be my home?

Mother, father, and sister can no longer meet each other!

Once you see it, I am afraid it will become the object of being killed.

As soon as he thought of the future, Carl’s mood became gloomy.

He never thought that he would fall back to such a point.

But there is no more resentment.

After all, he is lucky compared to his true colleague, isn't he?

"Finissa, do you remember where the captain and everyone were buried?"

Carl asked as he approached the mount.

"Remember, on the side of Daque Ridge."

Finissa said immediately.

"Where to take me."

Carl habitually touched Finissa's back, even if it became a bone, but still generous.

"it is good!"

Finissa nodded and immediately went from a walk-like walk to a sprint.

When it was a normal warhorse, Finissa, which had nourishment of various magical items, had the spirituality, robustness, and speed that other horses did not possess. After becoming a skeleton horse, Finissa had a qualitative aspect in all aspects. Change, at least, in Carl's sense, Finissa's speed is more than double.

I can see the captain before the morning.

The captain refers to the captain that Carl met when he first joined the patrol.

This captain has an unusual meaning for Karl.

It can even be said that Carl was transformed from a more diligent aristocratic teenager into a leader of a real warrior. The relationship between the two is also a teacher and a friend.

If it is not in a patrol, there is an unexpected enemy, the captain in order to save them, I am afraid this time has become a pivotal figure in the Sika city military.

Of course, there are his teammates.

That crisis, he survived alone.

His teammates learned his captain in general, and after repeated breaks, he died again and again, in order to give him the opportunity of the youngest and least sensible younger brother to fight for survival.

At that time, he hated, angry, and embarrassed.

Hate your own uselessness.

Angry and incompetent.

Oh...

The captain and teammates did not know their identity from beginning to end. When he joined the patrol team, he was concealed. He only said vaguely that he was a broken little aristocrat, but did not say his true identity.

Then, there is no chance to say it anymore.

Even if he later asked his embarrassed to send a fine cavalry, the robbers were completely eradicated, but how could his captain and teammates be resurrected?

According to the agreement made at the time of the chat.

He buried everyone on the side of Daque Ridge.

Because, in the summer, it is very beautiful, it is a must-have place for everyone to camp.

And every season, he will go to worship.

The last time, two months ago, when the day was not completely cold, he brought the favorite spirits, sausages, bacon and potato cakes.

Maybe, I should stay with the captain and everyone.

Anyway, I am similar to the captain and everyone.

Sitting on the back of Finissa, Carl Hus thought.

When Finissa stopped, Daqueling was already in sight.

The big bird ridge in the winter is not as beautiful as in summer, and the thick snow covers everything. In the summer, when the wind blows, the whole grassland will sway.

just now?

Every step of the way requires a lot of effort.

This is still a path that Karl deliberately opened up. If it is a place where there is no road to Daqueling, it is completely impossible in the cold winter.

Hey, hey.

The boots are in contact with the snow, and each time they are pulled out and dropped, they will bring a unique sound.

In addition to the wind around, there is no sound.

Soon, Carl, who had a different constitution, saw the captain and everyone's cemetery in a more relaxed manner.

The cemetery is made up of semi-hill slopes and polished with stone stones.

Not big, only nine tombs. Every burial chamber is placed according to the position of each patrol.

The captain is in front, the vice captain is the best, the middle is the archer, the two sides are the pikemen, and he was one of the pikemen.

Hey!

Pushing the stone door that was frozen, Karl walked into the cemetery.

He continues to clean up here as always.

Every time he came here, in order not to damage the captain and everyone's bones, he not only cleaned the surrounding animals, but also sprinkled some tiger's urine around him.

However, this time it was different, he did not bring enough sacrifices.

Also not going to clean the animals.

The Sika collar of the winter is almost without any animals.

As for the tiger's urine?

no need.

He will stay here in the future.

After all, this is his squad.

There are captains, deputy captains, and everyone here.

Here, he can speak freely, and he can show his dissatisfaction with his own ruthlessness in his unscrupulous manner. At home, he can't say it.

Neither his mother nor the father who died early is not allowed.

"It's so tired, captain."

"I am the easiest when I am here only."

"Fortunately, I left a space for myself. When the spring blossoms, I will find some stones and set up a tomb for myself... Hey, why shouldn't you eat?"

"Thinking is also very good."

Karl sat on the open space that had just been cleared, and slowly said to the front of the tombstone.

Although it was winter, but Carl, who felt the temperature change, seemed to return to the summer wilderness. Everyone raised a bonfire here, laughing and roaring. After drinking too much, they sang and danced.

The warmth and faintness permeate Karl's soul.

In an instant, the uneasiness in my heart, the slang in my ear disappeared.

Carl relaxed everything.

And just then -

"kill!"

A high drink awakened Carl.

The fire of the soul in the eyes quickly jumped, and Karl suppressed the rising anger.

Here is the captain, everyone's place to sleep, should avoid the killing.

Carl told himself like this.

The gaze is to look at the place where the shouting is heard.

That is on the other side of Daque Ridge.

"I will go back when I go."

And the companion in the tomb said a sigh, Carl turned over.

It was a big steeple in Daqueling, but Finissa was still on the ground. In several breaths, Karl stood at the highest point of Daqueling and saw what happened at the foot of this side.

Two teams are rushing.

A large number of people, a small number of people.

However, the number of people is absolutely inferior, because this team is not only old and weak, but also with many wounded people. Obviously, the fighting has already happened.

On the other hand, although the number is small, it is extremely fine.

The whole team is only 30 people, but it is forbidden, and it is undoubtedly a long-term battle. If it is not the former, the number of the former is not afraid of death, I am afraid that it will have been killed.

"Which new bandit is this?"

Carl is puzzled.

In the Sika collar, Carl is familiar with most of the bandits, and every robber who is familiar with him will not live until the next quarter, and every time he will kill him.

For the bandits, Carl didn't have any good feelings.

Not only because of his duties, but also because his captain and teammates are dead in the hands of bandits.

Therefore, Carl is deeply hated for banditry.

Subconsciously, Carl is ready to pull the sword and charge the robbers.

But then, Carl hesitated.

His current respect is not suitable for seeing people.

More importantly, Daqueling is here the captain and everyone's cemetery. His strangeness appears here, even if it helps others, afterwards, it will be thoroughly searched.

He is too clear about his own style.

The captain and everyone’s cemetery will be retained.

But he will lose his last home.

just……

Is it so blind to watch these people killed by bandits?

The fire of the soul in the eyelids leaped rapidly, and Karl's emotions became unstable. The calm heart was once again, and the slang of the ear again appeared.

At this time, the large number of people at the foot of the mountain also reached the point of being in jeopardy.

Although Hoff was prepared as far as possible from Sika City, he miscalculated the number and determination of believers. Almost all the villages decided to follow him.

This not only slows the team's speed, but is also stared at by the hateful bandits.

The road from Sika to the border of Molda has always been uneven, even if the Lord Viscount spends a considerable amount of energy every year to clear the bandits.

These bandits are like weeds that grow out.

Even at some point, many people can't distinguish them.

Because, most of the time, they are refugees.

But just as you turned around, they became bandits.

In order to return to Sika City quickly, Hoff, as the leader of this team, had to let the believers give up certain property and food. He hoped to use these to 'feed' the bandits so that the other party could leave. .

but!

This bandit did not pay attention to this at all, and still kept chasing them.

Obviously, the purpose of these bandits is not property and food at all, but... themselves?

"Is the enemy of my Lord?"

“Is it still a tester?”

Such thoughts are constantly tumbling in the minds of young people.

Although there is no accurate answer, this does not prevent him from smashing the horse to the foremost enemy.

The blade tore the other's neck, and the head is rising.

Although the helmet covers the other's face, the shouting before the death of the other party is full of unwillingness.

Hoff smiled coldly.

Although he doesn't like to think much about his brain, he is stronger than Sergey than swordsmanship, not to mention that he will be unbeatable under His Majesty's attention.

The body of the skull was lost, and as the horse marched a few steps, it fell to the ground.

Don't need Hoffdo to say that the followers who followed came quickly to move the horse back to the team and began to pull the leather armor and dagger on the body.

Those who want to stop are shot back by the arrows of the rest of the believers.

Believers lack swords, armor, and horses, but as mountain people, each of them is a very good hunter. The archery is extremely outstanding. If it is not a drag on the door and the number of arrows is limited, it is enough for these attackers to understand what Called death.

Similarly, the attackers found this.

They are no longer eager to seek success, but around the team, it is like a wolf staring at the prey.

Patience, they are not lacking.

Confidence is even more complete.

They believe that the ultimate victory must be them.

The believers of the 'God of the Mist' are staring at these guys, guarding the vigilance of the vigilant, and treating the wounded to treat the wounded. The whole team is running in full swing.

Many of them fell to the ground and prayed in a low voice.

"The Lord of Supreme!"

"Please listen to the prayers I wait for, I will follow your will, despise your greatness, hold your name, will shine in the world, and everything we give you..."

One person whispered, naturally no one can smell.

But when everyone whispers and the words are the same.

Even a low voice will become different.

The believers who bathe in the prayers are more and more determined.

The attackers who heard the prayers in their ears were disdainful.

‘The God of the Mist?’

Of course they know!

In fact, the other party is their real goal!

However, the other party is shot by the adult, and they?

It is responsible for cutting out these stubborn believers!

"God?"

"A guy who has gone for a dog, is also called a god?"

The leader of the attacker laughed.

Hoffton clenched his hilt, and the few young people who had met with the evil spirits in the surrounding area were subconsciously rushing out to kill each other, but they were stopped by Hoff.

"He wants to irritate us."

"Don't count!"

Even if he can't wait to smash the other side, Hoff still reminds his companions.

When I heard Hoff’s words, the head of the opposite side burst into laughter.

"Irritation of you?"

"You can see yourself too!"

"It's like your so-called god!"

"If it is really God, then I despise him now. I am full of malice to Him. I am even guilty of words. What can he do?"

"Can you still lower the punishment?"

"Tell you, this is impossible!"

The unscrupulous voice echoed at the foot of the mountain. The more the leader of the attacker became more excited, he looked at the look of the false believers and knew how long these guys couldn’t live. As long as he said a few more words, these guys would probably rush. When he came up, he was allowed to be slaughtered, so he was prepared to continue.

However, the words have not yet been exported.

He heard a whimper behind him.

Some are like the hounds of a hound.

The sound is too low and thick, but it is like a tiger.

However, how can tigers appear here?

Behind him is his subordinate.

It constitutes a subordinate of the copper wall.

Even if there is a tiger, it is impossible to let it rush in without a sound.

But the leader still subconsciously twisted his head and prepared to look at the corner of his eye.

then……

He saw a big mouth

Ah!

(End of this chapter)