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Volume 1 Chapter 161 Little Yang'er obediently opens the door. If it doesn't open, it won't open.

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    "When people blindly follow the truth, remember that everything is false; when people are bound by law and morality, remember that everything is allowed. Slowly adapt to this creed, our lives are based on the death of others. We  We walk in darkness and serve the light. We are assassins."

    ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ªLeonardo da Vinci, Chief Advisor to the Master Assassin, Master of Alchemy, Master of Military Engineering.

    The horses¡¯ hooves trampled across the dry land, raising clouds of smoke and dust, forming an eye-catching wake behind the team.

    Since Alati issued the order to prepare for battle, the mood of the guards has obviously become much tighter than when they arrived, not only out of fear of blood and death, but also for merit and honor.  desire.

    Compared with the long history of countless non-human races on the continent of Akron, the history of mankind, which is less than 10,000 years old, already seems a bit too rich.  The dwarves buried their heads in the mountains and underground, the elves' cities were integrated into the dense forests, and the orcs were driven to the wilderness of the Western Region to struggle for survival. As for other rare races with a smaller number, they were either forced to hide or gradually integrated into  mainstream society.  This era belongs to mankind.

    Human beings have strong ambitions, and all races have a consensus on this.  Often just because one or two men pursue military exploits or just to prove their abilities, they often start wars involving tens of thousands of people, resulting in the loss of lives.  The people decline and perish.  It is not difficult to imagine that in the eyes of some peaceful long-eared races, humans are probably as disgusting to them as the germs that spread everywhere.

    However, it is precisely because life is short.  That¡¯s why it blooms with amazing brilliance.  As Oda Norbu Naga, an ancient king, said, "Life only lasts a few decades. Compared with heaven and earth, it is too small. Everything in this world is just a dream and nothingness. Even the supreme  Even the gods will fall one day. Looking at the world, there is nothing that is truly eternal. Since all living beings cannot escape death, why waste time instead of working hard and vigorously? "

    Craftsmen seize the opportunity to hone their skills and dream of becoming masters in their respective industries; businessmen bury themselves in mountains of account books and never miss a gold coin that slips through their fingers; palace officials sharpen their heads to collude.  Yingwu climbed up with all his strength.  All in all.  These are things that cannot be understood by elves who can spend several years without caring just to practice a newly learned piece of music, compose a satisfactory long poem, or even just sit by the lake and watch the changes of the sun and the moon.  .

    Those who have merit must be rewarded, and those who have made mistakes must be punished.  On this issue of employment principles, Isabel is very strict.  In a short period of time, most people in the territory had full confidence in the young lord.  Especially the members of the escort team, they believe it.  As long as they fight bravely, their families will definitely be taken care of properly even if they die in battle.  Once the worries were gone, the passion and desire for fighting naturally ignited.  "The greatest achievement is military merit."  This is a familiar saying in the Kingdom of Dravel.  A good man naturally relies on these hands to win everything.

    As we get closer to the village.  The red light in Alati's sight had clearly dispersed from the original lump into multiple light spots.  According to the sect's classics and the conclusions he reached during earlier tests, each of these has a red dot.  They all represent an enemy that is against him.

    Closing his eyes, Arati looked a little tired.  When he opened his eyes again, the world returned to its original bright colors.  Perhaps it was because he had just awakened, or perhaps because of lack of practice, that Arati could not maintain this eagle-eyed state for too long.

    Reminding himself again that this skill is only a part of his own power and an extension of his senses, Alati clearly understands that he cannot be overly intoxicated with this seemingly powerful ability.  The Master Assassin is deeply aware of the shortcomings of this skill. Eagle Eye cannot reveal his invisible enemies. As long as they are not within the user's line of sight, whether they are invisible through magic or simply hiding behind obstacles, they will not be marked.  With red light.  If he is too superstitious about this ability, he is likely to be killed by a hidden attack from nowhere, which ironically is the specialty of his peers.

    Compared with those villages that are closer to bustling towns, the Los Village in front of us is located in a remote and remote area. Except for the occasional merchants who come here, there are very few people from other villages in the past. The only people who frequent the village are probably those in the woods.  It's just those wild beasts that came out.  Perhaps because of this, a wooden wall more than three meters high was erected around the village. In this way, even if a pack of wolves were unlucky enough to attack the village, it would probably be able to cope with it.  Over the years, there are many excellent hunters in the village who have been trained for a long time.

    The horses of the convoy stopped outside the village.  Etter shouted to the watchtower inside the gate: "Gatekeeper, open the gate!"

    No??Response.  After a while, someone slowly climbed up to the sentry tower and looked down with a pockmarked face.

    "Who are you?" he shouted.

    "We are the guards sent by the lord. Open the door quickly!" The other party's delay made Aite raise his voice in dissatisfaction.

    "Lord? Our lord has returned to the embrace of God a long time ago." The pockmarked fat man spat and smiled jokingly, "How can there be any other bullshit lord?"

    "You¡ª¡ª" This is undoubtedly an insult to the goddess in Aite's mind!  This passionate young man was so angry that he almost wanted to curse his mother, but thinking of his father's past teachings, he slowly forced himself to calm down.

    "Stop your disgusting lies! A week ago, you just released the messenger sent by the lord. You know very well that this village has a new owner. And now, you also know very well that we will come."  Te clearly saw a hint of panic on the pockmarked man's expression. He slowly pulled out the saber from his waist, pointed it straight at the sentry tower, and shouted sternly, "Now. I order you to open the door immediately, farmer! Or do you plan to  Use your neck to see if the knife in my hand is fast enough?"

    Not bad, Arati nodded approvingly.

    What position a person is in.  To a large extent it determines how well he can do it.  The position of captain of the first team of the escort is almost equivalent to Alati's deputy at this stage.  Because of the good wine produced by the young man's father, Arati will also seriously teach Ete some real skills in his spare time.  With strong motivation and superhuman diligence, this young man's progress is fast enough to qualify him as a good talent even for the picky Arati.

    "II'm not" The gatekeeper on the watchtower was shocked by Eter's sharp words. He hesitated and explained a few words in vain, then suddenly turned around and ran away, leaving only one sentence behind.  "Wait! Wait!"

    "Lord Arati, it seems that it is just as you predicted. It seems that we have no chance to take a good rest today." Sheathing the knife again, Aite smiled heartily, "I want to wait a moment. There will be someone who can speak.  The one who counts has come out.¡±

    "Before that, let me tell you some experience that may come in handy later." Arati looked around, tapped the horse's reins lightly, and spoke slowly, "First. Always.  Don't spy on any of your enemies, even if he looks like a crippled farmer; secondly, pay attention to the advantages of the surrounding environment and adapt to circumstances. Facing the wind, facing the sun, kicking up the sand on the ground, as long as it is useful.  Use it with hesitation; third, in a narrow space. Decisively throw away the halberd in your hand, short weapons will be more useful; fourth, stay away from nets, traps, weird things, otherwise, a fork will  It may cost you your lives; the last point, and the most critical point -" the martial arts master lengthened his voice and said coldly, "-only the dead enemy is the best enemy. Don't do it because of any of you.  Your teammates lost their lives due to false compassion. Before making some stupid decisions, think carefully about whether the lives of strangers who have nothing to do with you are more important, or the lives of your comrades who live with you day and night and feel like brothers.  It¡¯s important. Do you understand everything?¡±

    "Understood, sir!" Alati's words of experience made the young guys feel a little frightened, but their loyalty to Isabel, their anger towards the rebels, and their desire for meritorious service drove them to carefully imprint the words of the martial arts commander in their minds.  Among them, chew carefully and experience it with your heart.

    Gatekeeper Ronnie ran wildly along the field paths, heading straight for the largest house to the north of the village square.  That was the house of the old lord. After the previous lord's irresponsible sudden disappearance, the second son Anderson and several of his friends who returned to his hometown now live there.

    "Coming! Coming! They are coming!" Ronnie shouted excitedly while he was still far outside the door, "Master Anderson! The soldiers sent by the lord are here! They are just outside the door!"

    The gatekeeper¡¯s loud voice caused the surrounding residents to gather around and follow him into the house.  Although the decision to jointly fight against the new lord was passed at the village meeting, many people still felt a little wary in their hearts.  If it weren't for the fact that Anderson had a new identity and brought back a lot of resources, they wouldn't have been convinced so easily.

    Anderson walked out of the inner courtyard quickly, his eyes sparkling and his spirits high, as if he had been looking forward to this moment for a long time.

    "Coming? So soon?" he said eagerly, "It doesn't matter, we came just in time! Big man, how many people are here?"

    "I counted three times carefully, twenty-one, there is no mistake." Ronnie quickly replied, "But Anderson, they are all riding horses and wearing steel armor, which is different from what you guessed.  "

    "Oh? That little girl actually spentSuch a large amount of money is spent on her private soldiers?  This is somewhat unexpected.  Anderson frowned and said, "Ignore this."  Everyone, go back and prepare yourself.  As we discussed before, bring weapons and we will meet at the gate.  "

    "Master, what do you really want to do?" Ronnie asked hesitantly, "Those people are equipped to the teeth. Can we really win?"

    Several other villagers also began to sway after hearing Ronnie's report, staring at Anderson nervously.

    A group of cowardly guys Anderson cursed secretly in his heart, but put on an impassioned expression on his face and said loudly: "Don't worry, guys! Freedom will win! Justice will defeat evil! And" He lowered his voice  , "Don't forget the abilities of my friends."

    The villagers were relieved and quickly left one after another, notifying each other.

    Smiling proudly, Anderson adjusted his fancy dress, took steps, and walked elegantly towards the door.

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