Time is in a hurry, and the scenery flies by in a few days.
It's raining in the mountains.
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Ka'an Mountain is a very abrupt hill. It stands abruptly in the winding part of the Brown Bear Mountains, and lies abruptly across the plains.
Special environments also produce special products.
The vegetation is lush, all kinds of flowers and plants are abundant, and the towering trees have umbrella-like canopies, providing shade, and countless small creatures are safe among them.
Every rainy season, the animals and birds in the mountains will take shelter in places that can shelter them from the wind and rain, praying that the heavy rain will pass quickly.
During the rainy season in the mountains, Ka'an Mountain's specialty, Ka'an mushrooms, quietly grow from the winding roots of big trees.
It looks ordinary and pure white, but it tastes fat and smooth. It has the unique fragrance of mushrooms, but also has an indescribable oily and mellow aroma similar to animal fat.
Every rainy season, it's the time when mountain goods merchants from outside come here to purchase Ka'an mushrooms.
They would brave the wind and rain and drive the old cattle on the muddy road. No matter how muddy and bumpy the road is, we have to get into this valley.
All he did was purchase the freshest, freshly picked Ka'an mushrooms, and resell them in four cities and eight towns.
During the stormy rainy season, people can always see merchants vying for the first place on the way into the mountains.
On this road, mountain product merchants can also see the Baishui River Knights leading the villagers who are working tirelessly to collect mushrooms in the mountains despite the wind and rain.
It's like this every year.
But this year is different.
The merchants who purchased mountain goods were brutally robbed of all their principal in the city and scattered to unknown places. They were never seen again.
The villagers who picked mushrooms died at a wedding banquet and were buried with tears by their relatives. They were never seen picking mushrooms again.
Ka'an Mountain quietly welcomed the heavy rain and was deserted.
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In the violent storm, those who trudged forward through the mud were not merchants purchasing mountain products, but horse bandits.
Looking around, on the narrow and muddy road into the mountain, the team of horse bandits formed a long queue.
Driving an ox cart and holding a war horse, more than a thousand people marched through the mud and braved heavy rain.
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Walking at the front of the team were women and children who had been forcibly captured from nearby villages.
They were bathed in the violent storm one by one. Whether they were old people, women or children, their hands and feet were all tied up with hemp ropes, and none of them had any hair on their bodies.
A long rope tied them together. They were naked, walking barefoot in the mud, one foot deep and one shallow, and the other walked hard.
The heavy rain washes away the dirty dirt and infected and swollen wounds on the body.
Each of them lowered their heads, their eyes dim, as if an invisible knife had carved the word despair on their faces.
In the heavy rain and mud, while walking one step at a time, one fell down, and a large area fell with him.
Due to such bad weather, the gangsters who were guarding them were even more grumpy than usual, as if they were venting all their dissatisfaction with the bad weather and the leader's foolish decision-making on them.
The leather whip kept falling, hitting the skin, which immediately turned red. Under the icy rain and bone-piercing wind, the burning wounds were so obvious.
One by one, they were beaten with whips and screamed for mercy. Their bodies rolled in the mud, like pigs and sheep, with no human dignity at all.
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The people who were captured were like this, and the bandits who were soldiers and the horse bandits who were elite soldiers were not much better.
Gangsters are recruited from all over the place or come to the kilns on their own initiative.
They are the most advanced cannon fodder used in this battle to consume the defenders' physical strength and arrows.
Compared with the old bandits who wear armor and helmets, they almost only have a knife or a spear in each hand, and even their own shields. They have nothing.
In addition, they are also responsible for driving the ox carts that transport grain and grass, as well as the vehicles that transport war equipment such as ladders. All trivial matters are on their heads.
I thought that I would join the gangsters and live a life of robbing everywhere, squandering people's money by promiscuous wives and daughters, but I didn't expect that I had to do such a hard job just after I joined the gang.
Some people thought that there would be a heavy reward after the war and gritted their teeth and persisted, while some people were afraid of the bright sabers of those old armored bandits.
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As an armored old bandit, he didn't have to chase prisoners of war or transport supplies. It seemed the easiest, but in fact, he was full of resentment in his heart.
Some people came out of the forest of swords and guns with the horse bandit leader Kanoka. No matter what the big brother says, they are right.
Some people are not so loyal.
Marching on a rainy day just to avenge my son. If I insist on doing this, my eldest brother will no longer be as wise as before.
But what is in the heart is what is in the heart after all. Each one suppresses the dissatisfaction and displeasure in the heart and marches reluctantly.
The heavy rain passed through the gaps in the chainmail and wet all the clothes. The riding boots stepped on the mud, and it would seep in if you were not careful.
The team moved very slowly, as if everyone was stuck in the quagmire.
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The second horse thief, Dro, slightly pulled the reins and asked the war horse to move to the left, approaching Kanoka, the boss of the horse thief.
Immediately, he frowned and said in a deep voice...
"Brother, it's as promised yesterday."
"This is the last time such a ridiculous thing happens."
"Remembering the death of the eldest young master, I licked this old face and persuaded each brother one by one, and they agreed."
"Brother, after this matter is over, we have to take a good rest and never do such irrational things again. All decisions should be made after discussion among the brothers."
Kanoka glanced sideways at De Luo. His thin face could not be seen clearly in this thunderstorm. He was just riding the horse under him and marching slowly.
He responded solemnly, and then said...
"I promise you, I will naturally recognize it."
"My son's revenge will be avenged this time."
"After revenge, if you want to be the big brother, it's up to you!"
After hearing this, De Luo paused, then frowned and shook his head repeatedly. His slightly old face was full of embarrassment that was wet by the rain.
He looked at his eldest brother and quickly defended...
"You, Kanoka, how many times have I told you, it's not that I want to seize power, it's that the brothers have really been tortured enough by you."
"Brothers, I will accompany you to have some more mischief this time. I will not have the final say on anything in the future. It will be the brothers who have the final say. We will discuss it together! Didn't I make it clear enough yesterday?"
Kanoka heard this, but he laughed angrily. His thin and pale face became even more crazy as he was hit by the violent storm. A pair of red bloodshot eyes looked at De Luo, as if he was looking at a person. The clown who was performing so hard shook his head and said with a smile...
"Brothers have the final say? Hahaha...hahaha..."
"Old Delo, when did you change your name to "brothers"? ah? Hahaha..."
"You want to put yourself in a better position, and you think it will be difficult for the big brother who seizes power. I understand."
"You can say whatever you like. I don't care who wants to be the leader after this battle."
"As long as my son's great revenge is avenged, nothing else matters!"
De Luo looked at this madman laughing in the rain, and listened to this madman's laughter echoing in the rainstorm valley.
Except for a long sigh, there is nothing left to say.
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He looked sideways and noticed that several of his leaders and several leaders of die-hard Kanoka were at war with each other, and he immediately became angry. He shouted angrily and said angrily...
"What are you doing! You are glaring at me and I am glaring at you, each one's eyes are as if they want to eat people! They are all brothers! They all got out of the sword and gun array!"
"You want to be angry and fight, it's up to you, chop off my old head first, then you can fight as you please! Okay!"
He had an old face, his beard was wet, his face was red and his ears were red, his veins were exposed, and he had an angry look, like a roaring tiger or leopard.
With such an angry rebuke, he was able to stop the two groups of people who were at war with each other.
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In the rainstorm valley, more than a thousand people, each with their own inner emotions, slowly marched towards the looming village and town in the rain curtain.
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In the violent storm, Castina stood on the city wall, leaning on the wooden battlements with her elbows, looking at the team of horse bandits marching hard in the distance.
It stretches for a long time, with at least more than 1,300 people.
In this regard, Castina had no fluctuations in her heart.
A pair of willow eyebrows stretched out, and a pair of foxy apricot eyes watched the horse thieves trudging through the mud indifferently, and even held a piece of dried mushroom in their hands and stuffed it into their mouths.
His face was bulging, like a hamster, chewing and chewing, and quietly watching the horse thief trudging over.
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Above Castina's head is the top of the city wall that was planned from the beginning.
It is not difficult to build a roof out of wood to shelter from the rain. There is not much wood around, and it is not a huge project if men, women, old and young work together.
But its effect is obvious.
One side braves the rain to climb the ladder with difficulty, and the other side has a roof to protect it from the rain. It goes without saying which side has the advantage.
Behind Castina were many sergeants lined up neatly.
The French army, the Bianting army, and the system soldiers all stood upright. The spears in the hands of the spearmen were sharpened quickly and sharply. The long swords of the sword and shield hand were also cold and sharp, and the hard crossbows of the crossbowmen were also sharpened early. The missing machine is loaded with the crossbow, and everyone can fight at any time.
In the city, although the common people were advised not to participate in the war, the angry common people were holding on to kitchen knives, axes, hoes and other daily utensils. As long as the war situation required, each of them could take their loved ones to be killed. Hatred rushed to the city wall and fought against the horse bandits.
In the pouring rain, a shooting blade crossbow car was also placed in the village square, and two operating shooters were also standing in the rain, ready at any time.
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Castina stared at the horse bandits in the distance. They were gathering their troops to form a formation.
She turned her head and saw all the sergeants holding their weapons tightly, ready for battle. In the distance, she could vaguely hear her father Hall's voice encouraging the sergeants to pledge their loyalty.
In the wind and rain, you can seem to see the faces of the people.
She pursed her red lips tightly, frowned, and rubbed her palms, her heartbeat speeding up.
The red lips moved slightly and she whispered quietly.
"Come on...come on..."
"In this second life of my rebirth, should I just die like this, or should I see more grace and fight here..."
"Horse thieves, time travelers, no one wants to kill me!"
"If you continue to live, no matter if you are a woman, you must live a more colorful life..."
"Huh...huh..."
Suddenly, a pair of charming almond eyes became sharp, and suddenly the jade hand drew out the sword!
Holding his sword high, he stared angrily at the horse bandits in the rain with wide-open almond eyes, and shouted loudly.
"Kill the thief bravely! Take revenge!"
"Flags up!"
Castina's female voice was loud and angry, especially clear in the wind and rain.
For a moment, the surrounding soldiers echoed in unison, and the voices were like thunder!
"Kill the thief bravely! Take revenge!"
"..." In the wind and rain, the flag bearer erected a flag.
The flag with a red background and a white five-pointed star made a hunting sound in the face of the strong wind and rain.