Mount and Blade

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Late at night, the flames in the laboratory had been extinguished by the sand.

It was not that Green and Trunks' team had gained nothing. In the blocked Burns City, they still caught a number of wanted soldiers who were on the run and in charge of this patrol.

But the centurion named Donovan had long disappeared, and several captured soldiers had committed suicide by taking poison, which seemed to have been premeditated.

A noisy sound of swords clashing came from their northwest, from the direction of the laboratory.

Green and Trunks looked at each other, and a bad premonition rose in their hearts at the same time.

They led the team to quickly run towards the direction of the laboratory ruins, only to see a group of snake worship warriors and men in black fighting fiercely with Burns' elite soldiers.

The person being protected by the soldiers was...Grand Duke Kasarian? Shouldn't he be in the fortress?

The situation was critical, and there was no time to think about it. Green and Trunks joined the battle together.

Several arrows fired at Kasarian were quickly cut down by Trunks's sword.

"Why don't you stay in the fortress?" Trunks' tone seemed a little impatient.

"Humph, it's for the purpose of searching for evidence in person!" Kasarian's temper was not very good, but now was obviously not the time to quarrel.

Although Kasarian's legs and feet were not very flexible, he was very powerful with the noble metal staff in his hand. Even if he was not good at attacking, he was more than enough for defense.

Obviously, the snake cult assassins who came to take action were no match for everyone and were killed one by one.

It seems that there is another job in Pence City to search for the remnants of the snake cult.

Kasarian took a lot of fuel residue samples from the ruins of the laboratory, pressed a button to put the samples into the wide wheelchair armrest on his left hand, and asked the soldiers to push the wheelchair back to the fortress.

Trunks shook his head and planned to send his knights and the garrison familiar with Donovan to search for him outside the city. After all, the city was almost turned upside down, and he would not be able to escape as long as he was in the city.

It was already dawn, and the long march had made the body extremely tired, so everyone planned to rest first.

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[Berserk Legend - Grant]

When Green woke up, he was already in a noisy concentration camp, with only a set of lining left on his body. Bazso was shivering in the same cage with him.

It was difficult to even stand up in the low cage, which was about one meter high. The ceiling and the ground were covered with some haystacks, but this could hardly bring any temperature. After all, the environment outside was still very cold.

It was already the beginning of January.

Green moved his stiff body a little. In such weather, even he felt a few chills.

Green blew a breath of hot air on his hands and observed the situation around him. The concentration camp was heavily guarded, surrounded by fully armed soldiers, and there was almost no possibility of escape.

In the center was a playground, which contained some rope nets and various wooden equipment for training. At the edge of the wooden fence of the playground, the howling of wolves could be heard faintly.

An extremely strong aroma of vegetable porridge drifted into each cage containing children. Then, all the children looked closely at the source of the aroma.

Two soldiers of Judah were cooking a large iron pot, which was cooking unknown wild vegetables, carrots, and black porridge with a small amount of oats mixed in.

This extremely poor-looking vegetable soup made every child trapped in the cage swallow their saliva hungrily, with an extreme desire for food in their eyes.

"Listen to me, only after completing today's training can you have food, do you understand?!" A rude-looking sergeant swung his whip and made the cage buzz.

The children's limbs were already stiff from the cold all night, and they were shaking like little chickens. They no longer had the strength to respond to the sergeant's words, but they were all ready to start.

The sergeant was only satisfied with his unbridled display of power, and turned to another group of soldiers and said, "Let's get started."

The soldiers opened the cages and released the children one by one. The children rushed to the playground and started today's training.

Anyone who was slow would be whipped by the group of soldiers. Under the threat of hunger and fear, the children were doing their best to complete the indicators set by the soldiers.

Everyone had only one thought in mind, that is: they must eat that bowl of hot soup.

Here, Baziso and Green were no exception.

They were the first to complete the task. When it came to eating, Baziso ran to the big iron pot like a fly and filled a big bowl of soup and two pieces of meat.

...Even Green was surprised at his speed.

However, in a place where people are treated like livestock, only by striving hard can one avoid being deprived of the right to live.

The best food rations are only reserved for the children who can complete the task first. Green also took the remaining two pieces of dried meat without hesitation and sat on the big rock with Baziso to enjoy breakfast.

The group of children seemed to not dare to step forward to snatch Baziso's food. Just look at the few bruises on Baziso's body and the guys with bruised faces and noses who looked at him and knew what was going on.

...Here, it is almost the same as Grant's prison.

There are only losers eating dust, and the weak are waiting for the extreme hunger and cold despair to destroy their lives.

Green was already somewhat numb, eating the food in his hand by himself. The chance to survive had to be seized by his own hands. He was not a saint and could not save the world.

After breakfast, what awaited them was even harder labor, carrying large stones to reinforce the wall that trapped them. Any hunchbacked children who fell to the ground would be beaten and kicked, and then driven to carry stones until they died.

Green and other children carried large stones with difficulty, and his sweat dripped on the stones. Fatigue and hunger made some children fall down, but the cruel supervisors did not let them go and continued to drive them with whips.

Just when Green was going back to get stones after moving stones, he noticed that a thin child was trembling and trying to lift a heavy stone. He couldn't lift it for a long time, and the supervisor obviously lost his patience and was ready to use the whip in his hand.

...The thin figure was just like little Hanks.

Green felt pity, but he knew that if he went to help, he might suffer the same treatment.

However, the kindness in his heart still overcame selfishness. Green quickly walked to the child and helped him lift the stone.

"Thank you..." The child looked at Green gratefully.