Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 15 15 I love you

Author: The Fish Daxian who can’t swim

Chapter 15 15. I love you

The Lyonnese are known for their internal strife and intrigue, which is attributed to the unusual geography of the area, especially its many excellent fortifications. The northern region is dotted with roughly circular mounds known locally as forts.

, usually less than thirty meters high, with an almost flat top and very steep sides. There is an opening at the top, which leads to a complex cave inside. There is a drinkable underground river inside the cave. Avignon is surrounded by this kind of earthen fort.

There are buildings scattered throughout the village. There is a three-meter-high fence around the village, and there is a horse pit under the fence.

Internal strife and conspiracies are the business of aristocratic gentlemen and have nothing to do with Antoine. He is just a diligent and dedicated stable boy with a wife and children. His greatest hope is to make the two

The son can serve the noble lord, feed the noble lord's horses, and preferably become a sergeant or warden, and shine brightly. The most outrageous thing he has done is to show off the food rewarded by the noble lord during the Thursday festival.

, it was the only time of the year when I had enough food to eat. When collecting tithes, I played tricks with the tax collectors, and tried to evade taxes in various ways, so that I could give the saved subsidies to my family.

What is tithe?

There is a folk saying in Bretonnia: All the world is the land of the king. Pay taxes and pay taxes, and seek justice. The way of the common people is hard work. Only the festive season can give you a temporary rest. Measure what you produce, and you should do it.

Pay nine ten. Choose one out of ten, and you can keep it for yourself. Bretonnia is the country of knights. Who dares not to be happy with this method of loving the people?

How considerate of the virtues of the people is this? But it is understandable, after all, the ancestors of the knights suffered a lot when Gilles the Unifier founded Bretonnia.

You actually evade taxes? How unruly is this? How disrespectful?

All the adult men in the village were mobilized tonight to prepare for possible attacks by beastmen, because it was too green tonight. However, I never expected that the beastmen did not wait, and a group of training men arrived.

A well-equipped, well-equipped killing machine that was not afraid of death. Antoine could see clearly from the gatehouse that there were about thirty people shouting words that he could not understand. They held their shields high and formed a formation directly towards the entrance of the village.

He rushed over, and when he was almost under the gate, the old farmer above him realized what he was doing and rang the bell quickly. The man next to him was directly hit in the head by a crossbow arrow flying from below because he was holding a torch.

This group of people did not carry ladders or battering rams, nor did they try to climb in through the fence surrounding the village. Instead, they rushed directly to the gatehouse at the entrance of the village.

As if it didn't exist, this group of people directly built a slope-like ladder, and a few gloomy swordsmen directly took a running start, climbed up the gatehouse and started killing. Antoine had received military training after all, and had stabbed to death two inferior horns and an orc boy.

, he participated in the Battle of Cologne two years ago and stabbed to death a big man with an axe. Besides, his wife and children are still in the village. Can he accept this injustice?

Antoine stabbed the Antoine swordsman who was carrying him straight with his spear. Hearing the sound of breaking through the air behind him, the Antoine swordsman hurriedly turned sideways and narrowly avoided it. The Antoine swordsman was shocked.

Looking at Antoine, he didn't seem to understand why Antoine was so ungrateful. Then the swordsman's face was full of anger. He didn't care about the old farmer before, and directly used his shield to hold the spear aside and slashed with his sword.

He went down, then kicked Antoine down with another kick.

Antoine's body fell off the gatehouse, but his left forearm was still on the gatehouse. He screamed in pain after falling. Fortunately, the gatehouse was not high. He relied on his strong willpower and belief in his family to grit his teeth and work hard.

He got up and ran staggeringly towards his residence. At this time, there were scattered people on the road in the village. These people ran out directly after hearing the alarm bell. Some of them didn't even have time to put on their clothes. People seemed to have no clothes.

They were scurrying around like flies, some wanted to climb up the mound and run into the hole, and some wanted to run out from the side door and into the woods. Despair and fear spread in the village.

Alan remembers waking up to a burst of ringing and shouting. His mother dragged him and his brother out of bed and screamed at them to get dressed. He had never seen his mother so frightened.

He rubbed his eyes and asked curiously: "Mom, what's wrong?"

Alan's mother said with a trembling tone: "My dear Alan, we are about to embark on an adventure. Now we have to walk through the woods to reach the cave."

A big adventure? Or his mother taking him and his brother? Is there anything happier in the world? Thinking of this, Alan immediately cheered up and laughed happily.

The mother and son had just walked to the door. A man covered in blood knocked open the door and fell to the ground. The mother and son screamed hysterically. Alan's mother recognized her husband and rushed to help Antoine.

Then they stood up. The mother and son looked at Antoine's left hand in disbelief. Blood was still gushing out along the broken arm. Antoine's face was pale, and he raised his right hand and slapped his wife hard.

He yelled: "My wife, cheer up, take the children through the gap in the fence, run out of the village to the cave in the forest, I will see you there soon, I love you."

After saying that, Antoine held his wife tightly in his arms and kissed her fiercely. He picked up the logging ax by the door, looked at his wife and two sons with nostalgia, turned around and rushed out of the door, rushing in

into the distant firelight.

The flames soared into the sky, and combined with the miserable green color of the Morse cloth, they formed a dreamlike light green. It gave people an unreal feeling, like a gem, radiant, clear, and like a will-o'-the-wisp.

generally.

The mother cried and grabbed the hands of Alan and his brother and ran out the door. The mother's hands were still wet and hot with blood, but Alan felt that his mother was dead.

The sounds of despair and fear were already very close. Alan saw the back of his father. His father was holding a logging ax in one hand, howling and rushing towards the enemy. His mother grabbed him and waited to see.

When he passed by, his father had already fallen to the ground, and what caught Alan's eyes was a horrific scene of massacre.

The fire began to spread to where they were, and the billowing smoke enveloped the entire village, exuding a suffocating smell. Trembling sounds came from all directions, the clang of weapons clashing, and the dying screams of the wounded.

A loud, proud laugh.

These sounds sounded to Alan like roars from hell, and were about to reach an extremely terrifying climax.

(End of chapter)