The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

　　 "Tetsuchen, Tetsuchen. Don't move, don't move."

　　Pidro pressed Cheekjin's head firmly to prevent him from getting up from the grass.

　　In the distance, Rudonia has become a sea of ​​flames. The fire demons were raging in every corner, not from shouts, calls for help, metal crashing, and wild laughter.

　　 These voices hit Cheorchen's heart one after another, as if to tear it apart. Cheerchen's eyes were full of flames, and his fingers were firmly inserted into the moist soil. He exerted so much strength that his nails were broken.

　　 "Uncle, uncle. Let me go, let me go." There was a cry in Cheerchen's voice.

　　Pidro didn't speak, one of his hands still pressed Chelchen's head firmly, and the other hand covered Chelchen's eyes. Pidro tried to comfort Cheerchen in this silent way.

　　 Tetsuchen couldn't save the pain when he saw his death, why not Pidro. When it comes to feelings for the mercenary group, Pidro is no less than Chelchen. Not to mention that Franco was his partner and comrade-in-arms for many years, that is, Ruth, Fidel and others. The months of shared hardship and tribulation also allowed several people to forge the friendship of comrades-in-arms and brothers. But the two uncles and nephews were unarmed, facing hundreds of red-eyed gangsters, except for filling in their own lives, they would not change the fate of the mercenary group in any way.

　　 Gradually, the shouting of killing gradually subsided. In the flames, the bandits were still doing their final search around Rudniya Village.

　　 "You, you, and you. Go and see over there. See if anyone is hiding in the grass."

　　 A commanding voice reached Cheorchen and Pidro's ears. Obviously, there are still people from this group of executioners who have escaped in the dark night, and they want to kill them all.

　　 Three figures with torches appeared in the distance. Holding flail in their hands, they kept slapping the grass and the ground.

　　 "Come out, I see you."

　　 "Don't hide, you **** thing."

　　 Are they shouting, trying to scare out the survivors who might be hiding in the grass.

　　 The three of them searched for the hiding place of Tetsuchen and Pidro and walked over. Although it was still far away, Pedro still tightly covered Chechen's mouth and held his breath.

　　 At this time, a figure jumped out of the grass on the left of the three people, and quickly fled towards the forest.

　　 Obviously this is a survivor of a mercenary group. He originally hoped to escape into the forest under the cover of grass. But the gangsters found this place, and it was so close to him that he could no longer hide.

　　 "So you are here."

　　 One of the bandits made a cruel laugh. He took out an axe from his belt, raised it above his head, his body bent like a bow of a full moon, and then threw it out abruptly.

　　 The axe crossed a parabola in the sky, and finally hit the escaper's back. The man let out a scream, then fell to the ground.

　　 The three gangsters walked in the direction of the dead. They walked to the deceased and pulled out the axe stuck in the deceased's back. As the axe chopped like a spine, when the axe stuck in the bones was pulled out, there was a sound of broken bones.

After 　　 killed someone, the three of them still refused to give up. They continued to chop off the deceased's head with an axe, and then walked back with a smile in their hands.

　　 Apparently, they concluded that there were no other survivors nearby.

　　 Rudenia's fire burned all night. Gradually, the sky began to turn white, and the fire began to go out.

　　 These gangsters finished their killing and began to sort out their belongings and retreat. This is also the order Gregory gave them, let them do their best as if they were actually attacked by the bandits.

　　 The gangsters loaded their belongings on the carriage, leaving behind a piece of ruined wall, and then drove away.

　　 Because they were worried that the gangsters would leave some people in ambush, Pietro and Chechen stayed on the ground for a long time. After it was confirmed that the gangsters had all gone, the two nephews and uncles got up.

　　 Rudnia at this time has become a hell. The ground was littered with corpses and tents burnt to ashes.

　　 They found Franco's body under a charred birch tree. The head of this brave and wise mercenary captain is separated from his body, and his body is full of traces of struggle.

　　 Behind a blackened wall, they found the bodies of Ruth and Fidel. Ruth's hands were chopped off, and the blood on his severed arm had already condensed and turned black.

　　 And Fidel remained in a fighting posture until he died. He held the iron tree in one hand and a pot in the other, relying on these two things to fight the gangsters. He was also the most tragic death: only a trace of skin on one ear was connected to his head, his knees were broken by flail, there were three or four bullet holes in his body, and the blood had drained.

　　 Because there are so many dead, Cheerchen and Piedro certainly cannot bury them. They had to dig a hole first, put Franco's body in it, covered it with soil and buried it.

　　 "Uncle, I want revenge."

　　 In front of Captain Franco's grave, Cheerchen personally nailed a cross made with two branches, and said to Piedro.

"Oh yes."

　　Pidro stood beside Cheerchen, and answered unconsciously. When he realized what Chechen was talking about, the old mercenary panicked.

　　 "Do you know what you are talking about?" Piedro said loudly.

"I want revenge. Uncle Pietro, everyone is dead. Captain Franco is dead, and Uncle Ruth and Uncle Fidel are also dead. They both surrendered, but they were still slaughtered, and they died so badly. . Shouldn’t we avenge them?"

　　Pidro was silently. He had never thought of revenge for an old friend in his heart. But reason told him that this is impossible. Not to mention the lord's messenger Yakov and his adjutant Gregory, these are these gangsters. There are hundreds of them and they can't be dealt with by two people alone.

　　 Besides, the matter of revenge is nine deaths. It's nothing more than an old life. But Chechen was still so young, and he was just planning to pass his own branch to him to inherit, how could he die in remote Poland for revenge.

　　 "Uncle! The mercenary group now has the two of us left. If we are greedy for life and fear of death and we return to Spain like this, what will others think of us and the Alvar family. How can we shame our ancestors' heroes!"

　　 Seeing that Pidro hadn't spoken for a while, Cheorchen said anxiously.

　　 "You will return to Spain immediately."

　　 Finally, Pidro made up his mind and said firmly.

　　 "Me? What about you?"

　　 "I stay here."

　　"Are you going to assassinate Yakov and Gregory alone~www.NovelMTL.com~ Chechen guessed Pidro's purpose of returning to Spain by himself.

　　Pidro responded with silence.

　　 "How could I leave you alone. If you want to go, we will of course go together. If you have one more person, you will be more sure."

　　 Tetsuchen said anxiously.

"One more person means one more person to die. Listen, Cheechen. Originally, my uncle was hesitant to take revenge, because my uncle was worried about you. But you are right. We can't shame the ancestors of the Alvar family. Don’t let people say that we are cowards. So my uncle is going to take revenge. But you are different, remember what uncle said to you, you want to inherit the blood of uncle. So you must live. You are only ten now At the age of four, no one would say that you are timid." Piedro said sincerely.

　　 "But I will feel guilty for a lifetime."

　　 Tetsuchen firmly disagrees with the idea of ​​letting his uncle Pidro take the risk alone.

　　 Uncle and nephew are in a stalemate like this, no one can convince anyone.

　　 "Well, since none of us can persuade anyone, let God decide."

　　 Coincidentally, a ladybug stopped on Chelchen's collar. Cheerchen pinched it lightly with his fingers.

　　 "Let the messenger of God decide. I let it go. If it flies to the left, you let me go with you. If it flies to the right, I will immediately go back to Spain." Cheechen said to his uncle.

　　Pidro nodded in agreement.

　　 So, Cheorchen raised the ladybug in his hand and put it on his fingertips. Obviously, this ladybug didn't realize that its significance was so great. It crawled around Cheerchen's fingertips, but didn't fly away.

　　 "Fly fast!" Cheerchen shouted anxiously.

　　 Maybe it was in response to Cheorchen's anxiety, but also because he was tired. The ladybug finally fluttered its wings and flew high.