Heimarian Odyssey Chapter 113: The sorrow of the little man
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The battle in the city continues.
The turbulent offensive of the three major armies of Faustine disturbed the Shirelo soldiers defending the city. After the city gate fell one after another, except for a few soldiers who chose to fight to the death, the rest of the soldiers fled to the city and started street fighting with Faustin soldiers.
"Come on, hurry!" Miller hurriedly called Aoun behind him.
Although Aoun is not low and has a lot of strength, he just can't run fast. Miller had slowed down a lot, and Ornn still couldn't keep up with him.
"Come on!" Miller couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward and grabbed Aoun, pulling her into the city. At this moment, there are countless such Charlo soldiers around them, all running to the inside of the city. Behind them is Faustin's army in order and approaching step by step.
If it hadn't been for the Faustans attacking the city before, Ornn pushed Miller to avoid a cold arrow, Miller wouldn't care about the life and death of this big guy.
Miller has lived in the city of Otis for more than 20 years, and every alley clearly remembers that, although the speed of Ornn has dropped a lot, after turning around and turning around, he and the rest of Charlo The soldier and the Faustin soldier behind him opened a long way.
Miller didn't take it lightly, and continued to run a long way before stopping for a break.
Holding on to their knees, the two of them panted. This is a spacious street entrance. In the past, there were people coming and going on both sides of the street. There were various shops, the sound of small servants selling, and the noise of bargaining from customers. Unstoppable.
But at this time, there is only a closed door, the door is empty.
"Where are we going?" Ornn asked muffledly. He has never been an opinionated person, and has always liked to listen to other people's opinions.
Miller gave him a white look, "Of course it's going to each house, is it possible that you have to go to the Faustanis and desperately?" When Miller just ran away, he took the time to look back and found that the Faustans soldiers were just surrounding them. These Charlois defenders did not disturb the residential houses in the city.
Charlotte nobles have been spreading the brutality and brutality of Faustan soldiers. But from the scene just now, Miller felt that this was not the case. The nobles might be intimidating them.
"But the nobles said the Faustans would kill us all." Ornn continued.
"Kill and kill." Miller said nonchalantly, "Anyway, I will die sooner or later. Charloet's army has been defeated. I want to be with my family before I die." Miller thought of himself. A lovely son and daughter and that beautiful wife.
The food hidden in my chest still emits a slight heat. It was just picked up in the afternoon and I will take it home to my family.
This is the sorrow of the little man. Miller is unable to fight and can only choose the decision of fate.
Miller rested, and when he straightened up and was about to leave, he found Aoun still standing still.
"Go! Is it possible that you want to stay to be buried with the nobles?" Miller asked puzzled. After a while, the shouting and killing sound approached a lot, and I had to leave here quickly.
"I, I don't have a home." Aoun lowered his head as he said, this eleven-meter tall man was choked with tears in his eyes.
"Where is your family?" Miller wanted to slap himself as soon as he asked. The obvious northern accent from Aoun, and his current rhetoric, apparently escaped from the north.
"It's all dead." Aoun replied, and Miller's heart was blocked by these honest words. He still has a wife and children, but Aoun is alone.
Looking at Aoun still staying on the spot, Miller, who was about to leave, put down the feet that he had already taken. Strictly speaking, Aoun is Miller's lifesaver. Although Miller was born as a tavern servant, he is also a lover.
"Follow me first!" Without a word, Miller stepped forward and took Aoun's arm.
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"Where are we?" Christine asked Rafi beside him curiously. Although she is the little princess of the Marquis's family, Christine hasn't spent much time in the city of Otis when she grows up, and is very strange to Otis.
"This should be in the southwest of the city." Lafite replied. She was trained as a maid since she was a child. When she was a child, she followed the maid, the maid and others to various places in Otis City to purchase. The level of familiarity with the city of Otis is no worse than that of the elderly who have lived in the city for decades.
When Locke took them into the city, they walked through the West Gate. Locke’s idea was that at this moment, taking advantage of the chaos of the war, first send Grace's three daughters out, preferably directly to Henry of the military supply camp caravan behind. Then he came back to find troops.
It was late at night, but the city of Otis was a bit brightly lit, and even bursts of gunpowder smoked in the air, which should be on fire.
The four of Locke are now wearing the uniforms of Faustin soldiers, riding horses in the city, and there are torches and flints in the saddles, but Locke will not let them ignite.
It's better not to expose the four of them, otherwise it won't be easy to deal with the remnant of Charlo or the army of Faustan.
"This is already close to the West Gate." Grace said, because they could already vaguely hear the fighting between the remnants of Charlo and the soldiers of Faustin.
"Damn it!" Locke tried his best to avoid the main attack route, but he didn't expect to be able to hit the battle zone.
"Can’t leave like this! It’s not easy to get the three of you discovered by other soldiers." Locke said, he was just a squadron captain, he was only a bit famous in the Second Corps of the Eagles. Legion, more than ten corps, so many soldiers, who knows him.
The attire of the three women in Grace has problems at first sight, and can't resist inquiry. "Should we find a civilian house to hide first?" Grace suggested.
After thinking about it for a while, Locke nodded in agreement, "Okay! You hide first, tomorrow the war is over, I will find a way to send you out."
Looking across the surrounding area, Locke took the lead and rode to one of them.
The low-level attendant Locke felt three faint auras in that room. It could only be a woman and a child. Locke prefers to place Grace's three daughters in a low-risk place.
This is a house with the door closed, with a low roof and broken walls, telling people who see it that this is a civilian house.
Walking to the door of the room, Locke was too lazy to speak, and kicked open the closed door, and a small piece of wood stuck in the door broke into two ends with a click.
Rock originally didn't want to be so rude, but time is urgent. He doesn't know if the family is easy to talk or not, so he doesn't care too much.
"Come in!" Locke shouted at the three women behind him.
When the four of them entered the door, Locke saw what he saw in front of him, first of all a self-blame mentality came. Standing in front of him was a skinny woman with two equally skinny children behind her.
The woman with patches of holes on her body and her two children told Locke and his party that the family did not seem to be doing very well.
The woman looked at Locke in horror, apparently recognizing the military uniforms they were wearing. The two children, with curious eyes widened, stared at the stranger who suddenly appeared.
Suddenly Locke didn't know what to say to appease the family. He just kicked the door of the family's house.
"We have no intention of offending, just stay here for one night and leave." At the critical moment, Grace stood up and said kindly to this frightened mother and child.
Grace’s pure royal accent and elegant statements obviously reduced the woman’s wariness. Little Christine looked at the two children behind the woman licking their fingers, looking thin, and couldn’t bear it. I did not know where he took out a piece of white bread and handed it to the two children. "Come on, my sister will give you delicious food." Christine also has a day to be a sister.
When the two children saw this, their eyes lit up, and they opened their hands to grab the bread in Christine's hand.
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