Lord of Glory

In the evening, the noble lords under Lex and Philip, with the mercenaries they recruited, went to the surrounding area to investigate the possible crises that might affect the overall situation.

Mercenaries have no honor and do not adhere to virtue and justice. All they care about is the gold coins and the fragrant women. These are all mercenaries. Because of this, Paladin brought mercenaries instead of regular troops or knights. Because only mercenaries who can even act as bandits can complete such a task.

The lively village is like a gem set in the plain. There were oil lamps hanging everywhere, and the firelight radiated warmed the village. The bloated uncle held a large glass of ale in his hand and sat on the street with a few young men, bragging about his glorious experiences that year. A middle-aged man who had been working hard for a day hugged his son and wife after taking a bath, and squatted on the roof to enjoy the cool night breeze.

The little girls from the village gathered in a group, smiling at the handsome guy looming in the bar. The old man, who was over sixty years old, took out precious books from the bookshelf and told the story to the children sitting in a row in front of him. The aunts who were washing and drying clothes sat around the campfire, grilling homemade sausages, and chatting with the seven aunts and eight aunts about recent interesting events. There are several such villages nearby. Not only did it not receive the huge impact of the arrival of the war.

Precisely because the passing army was Grand Duke Victoria, because if defeated, this land would most likely be incorporated into the territory of the Kasmi Principality. Therefore, the Grand Duke ordered that the property and lives of any civilians should not be invaded. Therefore, unlike the tragic situation of Philip's coalition forces where there was no grass growing anywhere, this place was actually a paradise. It was completely unaffected by the large number of troops not far away.

In fact, the same is true. Ordinary people, who cannot satisfy themselves with food and drink, how can they care about the rise and fall of the country? In their view, whoever gives them food and money is their lord and their king. It can be seen that the Nubian Kingdom, with its civilized people, also has unknown disadvantages. Just like now, the fortress of their country is under attack, but the citizens are hiding happily and enjoying their own lives, which is incompatible with this bloody battlefield.

"Lord Viscount, do we really want to raid this place?" Near this peaceful village, a group of soldiers wearing simple armors and holding various weapons bowed down, hiding among the dark trees, peeping at this place. village. One of the older men couldn't help but say this to a knight wearing gorgeous armor next to him. That's right, all of these people are mercenaries, mercenaries who only work for money and have no sense of honor or responsibility.

Hearing the mercenary's question, the viscount, who was only about thirty years old, turned his head and nodded naturally: "Of course. This is an order from His Majesty the King. In order to prevent spies who may have sneaked in from spying on our information, these surrounding villages We must eliminate them all." "Sir, kill them all?"

The mercenary who was accustomed to a life of licking blood from the edge of a knife asked casually. He even stared excitedly at the looming girls in the distant village. The Viscount waved his hand and lowered his voice and said: "Surround them first and don't let anyone escape. Then kill all the old people among them and gather all the remaining men and women together. I will interrogate them in detail."

Listening to their employer's arrangement, these mercenaries naturally have no objections. It was just some young and strong mercenaries who swallowed deeply. Under the encouragement of their companions, they had the courage to lick their smiling faces and asked: "Sir, you also know that we went on an expedition with you and traveled thousands of miles to get here. . Everyone hasn’t touched a woman for more than a month. Do you think..."

As soon as the young mercenary finished speaking, some senior mercenaries immediately responded: "My lord, forgive his rudeness, but you understand that they are all young men with strong vitality. How can they endure such loneliness?"... ,

The Viscount glanced sideways at the evil smiles of the two mercenaries, the old one and the young one, which looked particularly dazzling in the dark night. But he just waved his hands indifferently and said: "As you like, you can play as you like. But for fun, don't mess up my affairs. Kill all the old people, and no one else can be spared. Gather them all for me!" Do you understand?" "Understood!" After being recognized by their employer, these mercenaries immediately cheered and cheered silently. The wanton plunder and possession in war are to them a joy that is full of charm and cannot be satisfied.

"Okay, come on!" The viscount waved his hand, and the impatient mercenary immediately drew out his one-handed ax and cross sword. He hunched over and rushed over quickly, immediately surrounding the small village. "Kill!" Hearing an excited howl, a mercenary in leather armor holding a one-handed ax sprang out from the corner, and with one ax he split open the head of the old man who had not yet reacted! Blood and brains splattered everywhere immediately!

"Ahhhhhhh!" A piercing scream immediately followed. Suddenly seeing the beloved old man being hacked to death, these girls immediately used their voices to the extreme. However, this sound has no other use except ushering in more enemies. The men who suddenly woke up immediately turned around and picked up the wooden sticks and shovels next to them, and were about to fight back. However, the mercenaries armed with sharp blades and wearing armor poured in from all directions, but these farmers could not match them.

"Run quickly, we must get out of here alive!" A father who suddenly knew that there was no chance of winning immediately shouted desperately to his wife and daughter beside him. However, a huge number of mercenaries swarmed up, and at this moment, like demons descending from the black, they suddenly came behind him. Holding the cross sword in his hand, he took the hilt and struck the father on the back of the head! "Ah!" Just a scream was heard, and the father lay weakly on the ground. Three or four mercenaries immediately stepped forward to restrain him. The extremely angry father raised his head, but in despair he saw his wife and daughter looking at him helplessly. Four or five mercenaries stepped forward with evil smiles on their faces and grabbed the wife's hands. The others immediately tore off her clothes with evil smiles, revealing their smooth skin.

"My lord said, as long as I don't kill him, it's fine." The mercenaries who were swallowed up by their own evil desires immediately laughed in unison, ignoring the wife's face that turned pale with despair, and a group of people rushed towards her. , pressed down on the crotch and started playing with it. "No! Please, don't do this, don't do this!"

His father's miserable face turned purple, and his eyes shed tears of despair and hatred as he looked at this hellish scene. One of the mercenaries who was holding down his father saw the isolated and pitiful little girl standing aside. Suddenly, with evil thoughts, he let go of his father's hand and stepped forward to hug the little girl. Ignoring the little girl's subconscious struggle, she smiled with a devilish smile: "I like children the most, hahahaha!" "Dad, daddy, save me!"

Hearing the girl's helpless scream, she heard a decisive "No!" The father, whose eyes were already red, stretched out his hand and cried helplessly. The mercenary on the side didn't like it, so he chopped off his hand with an axe! Blood splattered everywhere. The mercenary grabbed the broken hand and played with it. He smiled and shouted to the companions who were playing with his wife in front of him: "Hurry up, I still want to play!" "And me and me!" "Haha, I can't stand it anymore! This woman is spot on."

In the arrogance of a mercenary who has lost his humanity and whose thoughts have been replaced by bestiality. There was only the numb wife and the desperate father lying on the ground with blood. And the little girl who was bleeding profusely and was about to die under the attack of adults.

At this moment, I turned around and saw that the originally lively and harmonious village no longer existed in the face of sheer numbers. All the old people were chopped to death, and the evil-minded mercenaries hung the white-haired heads on the trees. Decorate it like a Christmas tree. The men all had their hands tied up with hemp ropes, and looked at their children, wives, and beloved girlfriends with bruises and bruises, being played with by these bastards with hearty laughter. …,

"Stupidity, numbness, and ignorance. Human beings are called human beings because they are bound by this thing called morality."

The viscount in armor stood quietly outside the village, calmly watching this hellish performance. His eyes flashed with golden light from time to time, and he murmured like a philosopher: "When the morality of the country destroys the morality of the individual, something as superficial and ridiculous as morality becomes so fragile. The negativity of human beings begins to boil,** and evil thoughts occupying the body...

What is evil and what is good? They are all just clever classifications made by humans. Whatever you want, do it. These mercenaries who kill for joy and vent are no different from farmers who work to feed their families and grow wheat to eat bread. It's just that the morality set by human beings forcibly separates things that are originally one... a smart bug. "

"Pathetic bug..."

The viscount who was muttering to himself suddenly slowly raised his hand. At the same time, seven or eight nobles arrived at the outskirts of the village. They stood at one point as agreed upon, and together with the viscount, the nine of them actually formed a circle around the village! Perfect and regular circle!

"Contribute your souls, bugs." The Viscount sighed softly and stretched his hands forward. The other eight nobles did the same thing. immediately! A huge magic circle suddenly surrounded the nine people, drawing a circle that enveloped the entire village. Complex runes and profound alchemical threads immediately complemented each other! With such a grand occasion, how could the people inside not notice it? Just when they came to their senses, they reluctantly put down the playthings in their hands. The four huge four-element magic cores that had been buried in the ground for some time suddenly erupted with brilliance, popping up the soil and floating in the air.

"Welcome, the true red truth." Just hearing trance-like murmurs from all directions, the magic circle emitted a rumbling brilliance! The people in the village immediately felt the loss of their own strength and the ruin of their country!

With screams of unwillingness, these humans quickly turned into mummies and fell to the ground helplessly. The red light emitted by the magic circle is not only present here. Looking from a distance, all over the mountains and plains, wherever there are villages and inhabited places, there are strange red lights flashing in this dead darkness.

When the Viscount put down his hand, strolled past the mummies, and came to the center of the magic circle. He just calmly picked up the red blood-red stone on the ground, the gem lying quietly on the blood-stained soil, then silently put it into the bag, and calmly left the slaughterhouse towards Paladin. Go forward in the direction of the body.

This night is particularly bright red. Dazzling truth, serving as food for the gods.

Its daybreak.

PS: This chapter is not very well written, and it does not convey the feeling of hell on earth that I imagined... That's all, please give me a recommendation vote by the way, I want to be on the list~~~~This is only my fourth time Asking for votes, I hope you can support me.