Mount and Blade

"I did it! He has nothing to do with it!" Baziso also gnashed his teeth anxiously. He didn't want to see his boss being beaten so badly.

Green was indifferent. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain from the body. Ever since he learned from Kadi the consequences of the demon worm parasitizing on his neck, he didn't want to live.

"Noisy! Beat you too!" The deputy general whipped the two of them angrily.

Kadi naturally took in the scene outside and asked his personal attendant to pass the message. The message soon reached the ears of the deputy general.

The deputy general snorted coldly. In the whole concentration camp, only this guy named Hanks was the most difficult to discipline. I don't know if he was hard to beat or had a tight skin. He didn't even say a word even when he was tired of beating him several times.

"Lock them in the water dungeon and let them reflect on themselves!" The supervisor ordered loudly.

The children watched Green and Baziso being taken away, their eyes full of worry and anger, but under the deterrence of the soldiers, they dared not act rashly.

In the water dungeon where the bone-chilling cold had not yet completely faded at the end of winter, Green and Baziso were bare-chested, their hands were hung up by cast iron shackles, the cold water did not pass over their chests, their backs were against the cold wall, and the pain and coldness in their bodies made them almost unable to move.

The air was a little quiet until Kadi arrived.

"I think you don't have to try so hard to show yourself. It will parasitize you until you die. Do a good job for me and I won't treat you unfairly."

"Otherwise, I don't mind if you really die."

Kadi was like a venomous snake that saw through Green's mind, while looking at Green's bruised young body and speaking words that hurt his heart.

"Someone will come to make your life easier. You just need to be a tool in this life and throw away those meaningless feelings and thoughts. I believe you will live a good life."

.........

Outside the city.

The young man who heard the melodious Grant poems in the city was wearing light leather armor and green clothes suitable for hiding in the woods. From the deep green hills, the young man's only remaining eye looked at the concentration camp with bright bonfires.

"The children are singing a piece from the "Grant epic hymn collection", Shikle." The young man slowly spoke to the silver-haired girl beside him.

"...Yes."

The young woman called Shikle seemed to have recalled the past, and she smiled a little with relief.

This made the blond one-eyed man stunned for a while, and he also smiled. Since then, it has been rare to see Shikle smiling when he is alone with him.

At that time, they were arrested in Chester Prison and were more miserable than Green and Bazso in the concentration camp now.

"...I hope they can hold on until General Kirstin's troops arrive." Hickel turned her head and looked at the man, with a hint of tenderness in her eyes.

"We have also experienced such suffering, so we hope they can hold on." She said softly.

The man nodded, "Yes, I will."

The two stood quietly on the top of the mountain, looking at the concentration camp in the distance, praying for them silently in their hearts.

It was late at night, and Hickel broke the silence.

"Go back, there are more things waiting for us to do tomorrow."

The man smiled, "Okay, let's go back together."

They turned and left, and their figures disappeared into the night.

.........

Dawn.

Green and Baziso were pulled up by the soldiers early. The cold water bath that lasted almost the whole night made their bodies a little stiff.

The wounds and soft flesh that were cracked by the whipping yesterday were also swollen. There is no doubt that this will definitely leave deep scars on the body. Baziso sneezed and trembled all over.

Although Green felt uncomfortable, at least the little dragon in the totem would not make him feel particularly uncomfortable. He moved his stiff body and sighed at the shivering Baziso.

Real mortals cannot withstand such torment. Even the strong Baziso would get frostbite due to the cold weather, not to mention other children who could not even get enough food.

Cold, fever, dysentery...

Any one of them could kill them, until those sick children could no longer move stones or chisel stones, and they would be used as targets by the soldiers of Jodah for fun.

As for the girls... they should know the consequences of their inability to work and training with their knees.

A few days ago, the last girl in their group of children could not hold on any longer, and was hanged on the sentry tower of the concentration camp after being described by the soldiers.

"Hurry up and get up. You'd better warm up. Our captain has arranged a good opportunity for you to perform."

The two Joda soldiers laughed evilly. After dragging the two out, they tied them to the wooden stakes outside the house and let the cold wind blow. This made Baziso's frozen red body tremble even more violently, and he curled up on the ground and hugged himself into a ball.

After taking a cold shower and blowing cold wind, not to mention Baziso, even Green couldn't stand it, and his muscles trembled involuntarily.

The sun gradually rose, bringing a little warmth to the cold body, but the two had already frozen through, and the water was almost dried up by the wind. They only felt a warm burning sensation on their bodies.

With the arrival of a new day, the other children were not released from their cages to start a day of training. Instead, the soldiers of Jodah were eating delicious meat on the log walls around the playground one after another. The children could only swallow their saliva in their cages.

And the wolves hiding behind the gates of the playground also howled restlessly, which made Green and Baziso have a bad premonition. After the Jodah soldiers finished their meal, they poured the broth that had not yet completely cooled on the two.

A Jodah ten-man leader led the two into the center of the playground. Two Jodah soldiers untied their shackles and then closed the wooden door of the playground and completely closed the entrance and exit.

And they also climbed up to the best viewing position - the log wall around the playground.

The wooden wall of the concentration camp was covered with floors compacted by children with stones. It was built against the mountain and could be called a small fortress.

The deputy general who whipped Green and Baziso last night set up a simple audience seat, sat at the table, drank and ate meat, and waited for the show to begin.

Because the location was the playground, the children could also watch the battle in their cages. Several wolf howls made them feel uneasy, because many children who could no longer stand up were thrown to the wolves by Jodah's soldiers.

Green and Baziso stood in the middle of the playground, looking around nervously, and Baziso didn't care about the coldness and stiffness of his body, and suddenly his back was cold and sweaty.