before he was crowned king

The black cloud gradually lowered, and the sound of heavy iron hooves and rude charging woke up the entire town of Saiqi.

The fire ignited the thatch of the roof, and the flying arrows drew a cold arc.

Uninvited guests with sharp knives began to trample wantonly in this village with few guards.

"Father! Father! It's the suborcs! They're here!" Resana ran to the forge with bare feet and a terrified face, "But I found Bumomo? Where did he go? What should we do? "

"You take the package on the table and run towards the castle now." Old Love sat by the whetstone, holding a long sword in his hand, "This is your mother's remaining dowry."

"Father, what do you mean? Don't you run away with me?" Resana was a little dumbfounded.

"Be obedient, let's go quickly, I will stay and stop those devils." Old Love stood up holding his sword. At this time, he no longer looked like a decadent and rogue old man, his whole face was terrifyingly serious.

"Why? I'm not leaving! If I'm the only one left, what's the purpose of my life?" Resana couldn't understand her father's behavior and couldn't help crying.

"I told you to go! If you don't go, it will be too late!" Hearing the sound of hooves getting closer, Old Love gritted his teeth, grabbed Resana's wrist and rushed out of the house.

Fierce wailing came from all directions, and the village gate couldn't withstand the force of the cavalry, and the scattered guards blocking the gate died directly under the scattered horseshoes.

A suspenseful fighting game kicked off in the splash of flesh and blood.

The corpses pierced by arrows fell to the ground one after another.

Old Love swung his long sword like a mad lion. After beheading three sub-orcs in hard armor in a row, he continued to drag Resana towards the entrance of the village not far away.

"Ah! Let me go!" Resana's other arm was grabbed violently, and she fell directly to the ground.

"Resanna!" Old Love yelled with his eyes wide open. He broke free from the enemy's entanglement, rushed to the animal that was trying to press on Resanna, and thrust his sharp long sword into the opponent's back.

"Be careful behind you!" Resana raised her head, her pupils shrank suddenly, and saw a sword blade shining with silver light swung towards Old Love's neck, "No! Don't!"

Old Love turned around suddenly, but his sword was still stuck in the corpse, and it was too late to block.

bang.

The long sword that was held high fell to the ground.

A flying arrow from nowhere pierced the hand holding the sword with precision.

Old Love didn't hesitate, and seized the opportunity to pull the sword out of the flesh and blood, and slashed into the gap in the shoulder armor.

At the same time, another arrow hit the abdomen.

The sub-orc man finally collapsed on the ground powerlessly.

"Xion!" Seeing the blond man riding a horse and holding a bow, Resana's tears welled up uncontrollably.

"Xion! Take Resana away quickly! Hurry up! They're going to catch up!" Old Love yelled at Sean, "Take Resana to the castle!"

Sean nodded, without saying much, he forcefully pulled the crying Resana onto the horseback.

"No! No!" Resana struggled frantically, she raised her hand to hold the slightly bent back.

The horses panicked because of the commotion on their backs. Sean stabilized the reins, decisively knocked out the girl who was on the verge of collapse, and then rushed out of the city gate with the horse's belly between them.

Lord Roy's battlements were not far from the mountain, and villagers were fleeing in panic along the way.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! The gate will be closed in a while!" shouted the two guards guarding the gate of the battlements, helping the seriously injured villagers.

"Sheen!" Old Jim just happened to lead his people to the front of the battlements from the other way.

"Any more arrows?" Sean asked.

"What are you going to do?"

"Give it to me." Sean's voice could not be refuted. He threw away the empty quiver and put the quiver handed by old Jim on his back.

"Take care of her." Putting the girl down, Sean pulled the rein and turned the horse's head.

"Where are you going! The door is about to close! Are you crazy! Come back!" Old Jim yelled while supporting the unconscious Resana, "You can't go back! There are sub-orcs!"

"You seem to be doing unnecessary things." Herrell's voice was a little subtle, "This is not a wise choice."

Sean didn't speak, he had his own judgment.

He rode back to Sage Town, black smoke billowing, and the tops of almost every thatched hut were burning.

Approaching the gate of the village, he saw Old Love covered in blood at a glance.

Two strong sub-orcs surrounded him, and Old Love was panting heavily, resisting the heavy sword's combo in embarrassment.

Sean drew his bow and arrow, aimed at the target, and shot one person.

Old Love also raised his foot and kicked the other to the ground.

Sean didn't dare to hesitate, and stretched out his hand to pull Old Love onto the horse's back.

"What are you... coming back for? Where is Resana?"

"She's safe." Sean turned his head and saw someone chasing him on horseback.

"It's too heavy, the horse can't run fast, you put me...down." Old Love's voice came from behind, "This is my own choice, I don't want to run away..."

"Think of Reshana, you can't die yet." Sean whipped the horse, looking back at the slowly shrinking distance.

"Resanna... my daughter..." Old Love's voice was full of melancholy that is unique to a father, "If her mother was with her, maybe she would become a little gentler, how can a girl Like her yelling at her own father all day long."

"That's because you drank too much. Reshana can't leave you." Sean was distracted talking with him, trying to keep Old Love's consciousness clear.

"I can't help it. This world is too stupid. If you don't drink, you can't wash away the pain in your heart. I can't forgive...I failed to protect her back then...It's really a failure...Lena...I'm sorry...Really sorry……"

Old Love lying on horseback suddenly cried helplessly like a child.

No matter how you repent, time will never go back to the moment of decision because of pity.

The desperate fight is the old Love's way of atonement for his past mistakes. He is so humble that he hopes that the end of the battle will comfort his lonely soul for a long time.

A row of archers appeared on the battlements. Under the cover of scattered arrows, Sean finally rushed into the castle with Old Love before the wooden bridge hung.

"You're crazy!" Old Jim came out from the crowd, and took the fainted old Love off his horse. "Are you a knight? How dare you do stupid things like sacrificing yourself?!"

Sean didn't explain, he wasn't as noble as old Jim said.

His behavior may be related to the aristocratic self-esteem engraved in his mind.

To be more frank, it was simply to repay the kindness.

"You are such a good man like a priest! Look at this horse, it is almost running to death. Do you know how much a horse costs? Two hundred silver coins!" Old Jim was a little annoyed, "You don't come down?"

"Sorry, I might need your help." Sean sighed inaudibly, "I got an arrow in my right leg."

"Really! Do you think that if you are good at archery, other people's arrows won't shoot you?" Old Jim looked around, complaining, and carefully helped Sean off the horse.

Sean sat down against the wall with the support of old Jim, and then raised his hand to hold the arrow.

"Wait, you're going to be so direct—"

Before Old Jim could finish speaking, Sean pulled the arrow out of his right leg.

"It's a straight arrow." Sean's face turned pale, and his voice was muffled, "It's not deep, it doesn't matter."

"You really..." Old Jim didn't know what to say, he sighed, and quietly stuffed herbs and bandages into Sean's arms.

"Thank you." Sean simply bandaged the wound.

Accompanied by the humming of thunder, heavy rain poured down from the dark clouds.

The battlements were filled with people, the few houses left were reserved for the seriously wounded, and most of the villagers squatted in the open spaces within the walls.

The cold rain made these thinly dressed people tremble uncontrollably.

"What a troubled day." Old Jim sighed. "Although it is common to call and fight, but now it is raining heavily, I am afraid there will be no more living people outside."

"Have you seen Momo?" Sean asked suddenly.

"Momo? That brat of the old blacksmith? I didn't see it! Maybe it's somewhere in this castle, or maybe he died in Saiqi Town." Old Jim thought for a while, shook his head, and saw Sean standing there. Getting up, I couldn't help but say, "You don't want to go out to find someone, do you! Don't think about it! The gates of the entire castle are blocked."

"No, I'm just looking for something to eat."

Sean slowly walked up the steps leading to the wall, he looked down, and his eyes quickly scanned the dense crowd.

Afterwards, he glanced at the east and west gates, which were strictly guarded by soldiers, and walked towards the city wall.

"Are you going to leave now?" Herrell's voice was a little heavy.

"Yes."

"To save that kid named Momo?" Herrera gritted her teeth slightly.

"No." Sean's voice was calm. "The lords of each place have a roster of the population under their jurisdiction. The casualties will be counted tomorrow. If I continue to stay here, my identity will be exposed."

Helaier was silent for a while, then said quietly, "Then why do you act now? You can wait for the rain to stop before you think of a solution. With your brain, it won't be difficult even if you muddle through."

Sean's footsteps stopped for a moment, his blond hair was wet and sticky together, and he seemed to be thinking about something with his eyes lowered.

Then in the rainy night, Sean continued to walk slowly in the shadow of the city wall in silence.

"I didn't expect that you would also deceive yourself and others."

The sound in my ear was like a heavy sigh.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-04-0320:40:39~2020-04-0420:25:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: 3 joking スピーカー; don't delay me to see the beauty 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Ziyy; 3 bottles of joking スピーカー; 2 bottles of Chu Yunkong and Sanwuah;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!