Chapter 431： village

The faint light of dawn slowly revealed from the east, gently and firmly tearing open the darkness that enveloped the earth.

The dim light reflected the frost on the ground, shining with cold light.

In the early morning of late autumn, there is already the coldness of winter.

But as the sun gradually rises, the frost on the grass and trees melts into round dewdrops, which are crumbling.

Suddenly, the earth trembled slightly, all the grass blades began to shake, and the crystal dewdrops fell drop by drop.

The tremor of the earth became stronger and stronger. In the end, even the grass blades were completely broken and fell helplessly, following the footsteps of the dewdrops and blending into the embrace of the earth.

step on step...

It seemed as if a rolling thunder blasted the ground, and it was like a turbulent flood. The dry grass and cracked sand on the ground all vibrated and danced.

Scarface, who was about to enter the mountain to chop wood, stood stupidly at the entrance of the village, completely overwhelmed by the movement.

"Run! Run!"

Fortunately, Scarface was awakened by the shouts of the villagers. He quickly turned around and ran home.

"Scarface! Come back soon!"

When he saw Grandpa standing at the door and beckoning to himself, Scarface immediately speeded up a dash.

The young body exploded at an astonishing speed, and the cheetah got into the house like a cheetah.

The old man hurriedly closed the door of the house, then turned around and ordered to his grandson:

"If someone comes in later, you are not allowed to do it, have you heard?"

Scarface was still panting, he just nodded in a daze.

The movement outside the house is getting louder and louder, and the tremor on the ground is getting stronger and stronger.

Driven by curiosity, Scarface opened the window for a trace and looked out.

Then, he saw countless black shadows appearing on the horizon, filling the entire earth, leaving no gaps.

The sky and the earth changed color, and even the rising sun just emerging seemed to be covered by the banner.

"Cavalry!"

Scarface screamed in surprise.

Yes, it is indeed a cavalry outside.

densely packed cavalry, coming in a row.

"Yes, it's the cavalry, and it's the cavalry of the north!" The old man said solemnly.

Scarface scratched his head, his honest and ugly face was full of confusion, and asked: "Grandpa, how come the cavalry from the North are here?"

"Aren’t there some deserters who came back from Alfalfa City yesterday in the village? I heard them say that Earl Anglia in the north has led a blood cavalry across the river. I didn’t believe it, but now it seems that the news should be. Really."

"Where is our Tianma navy in the east? How can we let people from the north cross the river?"

"It seems that there has been a rebellion within the Tianma naval army, and this has given the northern border an opportunity."

"Then what shall we do?"

The old man sighed, all the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together, and he said helplessly: "What else? Accept your fate! I only hope that the people of the North will regard them as citizens of the empire, and don't do too much."

Looking at his unhappy grandson, the old man once again warned: "Remember, if someone breaks in later, let them take whatever they want, don't stop it, do you understand?"

"Understood." Scarface replied dullly.

The sound of horse hooves outside the house is getting closer, Scarface is lying on the window sill, through the opened gap, you can clearly see the tall horses rushing into the village and the soldiers wearing armor on their horses.

Scarface's eyes were not only horrified, but also an expression of envy that could not be suppressed.

Because he is tall and strong, the villagers say that Scarface is a natural warrior. Scarface himself had the idea of ​​joining the army for a long time, but it is a pity that his grandfather always disagrees with Scarface joining the army.

Because his son, the father of Scarface, was a member of the Pegasus Legion, but died under Silvermoon when he followed the Marquis Vincent on an expedition to the half-elven kingdom last year.

You must know that Scarface’s father was the pride of this small village before his death. Tier 3 fighters, members of the Saint-Pros family’s direct legion, in such a small village are definitely "dragons and phoenix among people".

But even so, it means death is dead.

The cruelty of the war left the old man with a lingering fear, saying that he didn't want to send his grandson on the battlefield again.

嘭!

The wooden door was roughly kicked open, and two fierce soldiers walked in.

Scarface quickly blocked his grandfather behind him, looking at the soldier warily.

"Where is the food hidden?"

Scarface clenched his fists, but he felt that the clothes behind him were firmly pulled by his grandfather, so he had to hold back the anger in his heart and pointed to the corner of the wall.

The soldier walked over and found what he wanted from a dilapidated wooden box. Then he didn't embarrass the grandfather and grandson, and immediately went out again.

After they left, Scarface rushed to the corner and turned over the wooden box. Some surprises suddenly appeared on their gloomy faces, saying:

"Grandpa, they even left us half of it!"

"Hey, it seems that the people in the North still have some conscience. We can save some food for the rest. We should be able to survive this winter..."

Before he finished speaking, a figure appeared again at the door.

He was enveloped in bright red armor, only showing a pair of emotionless eyes.

Scarface was anxious, and quickly said: "You have been here once! Grandpa and I are the rest..."

"Scarface!" Grandpa kept winking at his grandson anxiously, for fear of him doing stupid things.

Scarface had to shut up, but his body remained in front of the wooden box and did not move away.

But the armored man at the door didn't mean to come in. He just looked at the two grandparents in a daze, as if they were stupid.

Scarface also stalked his neck and stared at the armored man, but as time passed, the vigilance in his eyes slowly dissipated, and a trace of doubt arose—how could this man’s eyes look familiar?

Grandpa also noticed that the atmosphere was not right, and asked carefully: "My lord, do you need any help?"

The armored man woke up, but said nothing. He only threw a bag of grain, then turned and left.

The grandfather and grandson were left looking at each other.

At the entrance of the village, Colin stood on his horse, looking at the blood slave coming out of Scarface’s house, lost in thought.

This blood slave used to be a Tier 3 soldier in the Pegasus Legion. Colin didn't know his name and past, but now it seems that he came out of this village.

And the reason why he had that abnormal behavior just now, UU reading www. uukanshu.com should have seen relatives.

Colin has always thought that blood slaves are completely self-conscious, but now it seems that this may not be the case.

Of course, this kind of residual consciousness is not strong, and it will not affect Colin's manipulation of them.

Just like now, under Colin's order, the blood slave returned to Scarface's house and took away the bag of grain he had just left.

This gave Colin a wake-up—

If even blood slaves can have compassion on their former relatives, then what about blood descent who are self-conscious?

In Swan City, when Colin forced the blood Count Schultz to betray his husband Lucian, he wanted to see if the blood would violate his orders in the event of a conflict of interest.

However, although the experiment was successful, Colin felt that Earl Schultz might also know that the blood cavalry was hiding outside the city, and knew that he could not fight him, so he simply sold his husband.

Then, if the blood found a way to fight against Colin, and even had a chance to get rid of Colin's control, would he continue to violate his own interests and obey Colin's orders?

Thinking of this, Colin suddenly felt that on this trip to the East, the blood of Marquis Vincent should be able to give him a clear answer...

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