In March 3rd of the Falcon Empire, 15,000 troops of the zhōngyāng army entered Central Normandy. The Falcon Empire issued a killing order. The massacre of civilians in Normandy was strictly forbidden. The first to express strong dissatisfaction was the expedition to occupy the north. military,

With a large number of Salander slaves joining the expeditionary army, less than one-fifth of the Salanders who truly feared the empire in the expeditionary army, and the others who joined later, for the Falcon Empire me, The géào, who is completely méu, in their thoughts of revenge full of violence and hostility, they have obtained it with blood and bravery. They are Salanders, not Falcon Empires.

Not even a me emperor, but under the strong deterrent of 15,000 zhōngyāng troops stationed in the central part, these Salanders did not dare to defy for the time being, this is also the reason why fat men used zhōngyāng army to join the east advance for meméu,

The empire needed a core force that could deter the interior of Normandy. Whether the opponent is the Sarand Expeditionary Force or the Northern Allied Forces, once out of control, its own destructive power is even better than that of the war itself, and the current situation proves this.

In just 2 months, more than 800,000 Normans were slaughtered, and hundreds of towns were destroyed.

Such a brutality index, even the Kugits on the grassland must be ashamed,

Once a person falls into a kind of madness that loses reason and loses restraint indulgence, all that remains is the brutal beast xìng! In order to fully understand the destruction of the central part, the fat man took 300 guards and walked north along the line of the Maiatti River basin that was most damaged in the report.

The place passed by was shocking. The earth was barren and the bones were everywhere. It was almost impossible to see the traces of living people. There were u riding horses for a long time. I saw wild grass taller than everyone,

The fat man reached u in the north-central hub city of Vatia.

At midnight, Vatya appears exceptionally silent, the lone moon hangs in the air, the moonlight of the silver splatters down, the broken walls, the city like a dead domain, the war ng the past month, but even in the darkness . You can still see a lot of traces of war havoc,

On the street, méu was completely cleaned up, and there were broken weapons and military flags everywhere. The bodies of the méu people and war horses should be dealt with by the zhōngyāng army who arrived earlier. After the war, there must be a big plague.

In this regard, fat people have always attached great importance. He did not handle it properly after the war, and a large-scale plague would become a killer that destroyed the entire region. In this era of medical care and lack of hygiene concepts. The plague is almost an unstoppable nightmare. All dead bodies will be buried in a public cemetery or burned in a concentrated manner. Fat people will not explain to their subordinates that me is called hygiene. me is called disinfection,

Instead, according to the soldier's just practice, this article was directly included in Article 32 of the Falcon Military Regulations. Whenever you find a body, you must dispose of it and bury it. From this perspective, the Falcon Army has become the most rigorous, the largest, and the most effective scavengers in this era, even the historians of later generations. It’s hard to imagine that more than 100,000 exhausted soldiers need to dig pits and corpses after fierce fighting, also because of the existence of this military regulation, in the united wars frequently launched by the Falcon Empire,

The widespread plague caused by the aftermath of the war was almost counted with five fingers. This is definitely a miracle of this era.

On the walls of the city, faintly, you can see traces of arrows, but the city is even worse. There are burnt houses everywhere, empty and dark in the dark, blown by the night wind, giving out like a ghost Sorrowful voice,

Most of the dwellings will be destroyed during the looting. Large piles of rubble debris are still cleaned up by méu, which blocks many streets. The fat man feels fortunate that there are still some houses that have been completely destroyed by méu. , There are dark lights in it, and in some dark streets, there are still a few Normans who survived by Su,

Although they are few, most of them are women and children. In the dark night, they curl up in the dark corners of the street in the cold wind, with hungry huángsè on their faces, or me on the ruins of the house, because It was late at night, and the black armor of the Guards cavalry was almost completely integrated into the night. Although the sound of the horseshoe was there, it seemed to be erratic. From time to time, there were horrified eyes looking over here. After passing a street corner, u just happened to be A team of Normandy refugees hit each other,

In the shadow of the black sè, the figure of the guard cavalry gleamed with the luster of the dark sè, a murderous posture, so that the Normandy refugees who were completely stupid across the face immediately showed a lot of panic. "Patrol! Run, patrol comes It’s over!” In the dark, whoever shouted, suddenly surrounded by a frying pan, and hundreds of refugees ran out of various dark corners,

The fat man strangled the horse in the march, whether dào was completely frightened, or did not engage in the direction of hu, a Normandy little girl only four or five years old, holding a piece of moldy hairy bread, and hit the fat man at once Riding on mǎshàng's calf, and then tipped heavily on the ground

"No, Angelisa!" Not far away, a shivering shriek came from a woman, and the fat man saw it was a thin, skeleton-like young woman with a pale face, completely occupied by a kind of panic and regret. full

"Run quickly, Angelisa is not saved!" Several women in Páān persuaded and dragged this woman into the dark alley of desperate, that should be the mother of the little girl. "No, my Angelisa... …"The woman struggled, but was still taken away by her companion

"Am I scared of nàme?" The fat man was a little depressed, his eyes turned to the little girl sitting on the ground, his eyebrows twitched unnaturally, and he coughed awkwardly, saying, "I'm not a patrol, I just pass by Traveler!"

The answer to him was a face like a white paper yàng from the little daughter, and the moldy bread from the hardship in his hand, which fell from the hand to the ground,

A silent answer is far more awkward than a loud answer

"Angelisa!"

At this time, a figure swooped from the dark place of páān towards the fat,

Unfortunately, before approaching, the two cavalry guards on the flank rushed up and stopped. The knife was as bright as electricity. The sound of the Samor's sword slammed out of the sheath, making the surrounding air suddenly colder. A little girl was so close to néu Your majesty, ng made the guards feel embarrassed. At that time, it was too chaotic, and the little girl’s goal was too small. In the dark, it is inevitable that there will be a leak. Now, how does kěnéng allow the second "exception"?

"Stop hand, let her come!" The fat man stopped the guard's move in a very timely manner, otherwise the knife was enough to split the shadow into two pieces, taking the moment the guard stopped, the shadow from the gap between the two guards cavalry Li rushed over, it was the mother who was just dragged away by her companion,

The thin, skeleton-like body showed unbelievable courage. She used her almost dry wood hands to block the little girl behind like a chicken, and looked straight at the fat man who fought mǎshàng without fear.

Sarande, who is inarticulate, said, "Master, please let this kid go, I am also a Sarande! Even if you think we are dirty, the kid is innocent!"

"dirty?"

The fat man froze a little in mǎshàng, and immediately the meaning of ngbái,

It turned out that these were the victims of that war. The Normans looted more than 100,000 Salander women. Naturally, they are not just for sale. I believe many Salander women are looting and During the transportation and sales, they all suffered unbearable insults.

The fat man’s eyes turned to the little girl hiding behind the woman, Norman’s linen curly hair and typical mixed-race face, ng made everything self-evident.

"You say you are a Sarande! Is there a proof of me?" The fat man took a deep breath and asked in mǎshàng, the woman's body trembling slightly, she heard the fat man's spoken words in front of her, obviously not a Sarande, As a high noble, she dào this is a language in the area opposite the Sarand Strait, Vicky

"You are a Sarande, will you stay here for me?" The fat man looked at the woman with the hesitant **** in his face, his tone was a little cold, his eyes suddenly became sharper, and by the moonlight, he re-examined this brave in front of him The thin mother can only see the outline of the cheekbones, and can't hide the proper temperament. She is about 25 years old. If you are not hungry, it should be not bad, but let the fat man shrink slightly. Yes, this woman's eyebrows have a faint red mark,

This is a petal decoration imprint popularly used by noble girls in the south of Sarande. The fat man has also seen it on the forehead of the street-sweeping girl in the south. Although it looks very plain, only a small ǎn,

The fat man once asked Nilai privately~lightnovelpub.net~ before dào This is a symbol of the identity of the southern noble female,

The higher the identity, the deeper and larger the imprint of this petal,

And the mark on the forehead of this woman is as much as three petals, which is not like the lightness of the street sweeping girl.

Even if méu clicks up for a long time, the mark left behind can still be seen. This woman is undoubtedly the identity of the Salander.

The reason why the fat man asks like this is because the other person’s looks and courage do not look like an ordinary person.

"I am the priest of Parsilia in the sky temple of Portas Keg in the south of Salland. My name should be found in the sky roster."

After a painful struggle, the woman finally said a name that made the fat man surprised,

The surname of Pars, the tutor Palsina who made the fat man ring, isn't the tutor's family the high nobility in the Potas Keg region in the south? "Not so clever!" The fat man took a breath in mǎshàng, (to be continued.)