Just as Roy and Xiaolan were riding the "Rolan" toward the village where Tia was.

On the central square of the village.

Hundreds of villagers in black surrounded the village chief and the leaders, whispering with concern.

At this time, a middle-aged man full of military aura walked up to the village chief and reported:

"Captain, there are 249 people in the village, 174 men, 43 women, and 31 children. Except for Roy, everyone else has arrived now!"

"Roy..." The village chief's eyes twitched unconsciously, and he glanced at Tia, who was sitting beside him, recuperating from the wounded. Seeing that her face was calm and unmoved, he said helplessly: "Mayer..."

"exist!"

"Forget it, let it go, ignore him."

"...Yes!" Mayere looked at the village chief with a slightly pale face, wanted to speak but stopped, and finally nodded and obeyed the order.

The village chief sighed and stopped thinking about Roy who was far away in Pangcheng. He tidied up his instrument and took a step forward, and said loudly:

"Everyone!"

The crowd immediately calmed down and waited for the speech of the village's controller.

"Everyone heard the sound of the arrow just now! That's right, that's the warning sound of the beast tide coming!"

As soon as the words were finished, although they had expected it, the villagers were still in an instant. Noise of fear spread everywhere, and fear spread like a plague, and everyone showed a look of despair.

However, even so, no one chose to escape from this "isolated island" that was about to be flooded by the beast tide.

The effect of the Iron-blooded policy that the Holy Dragon Principality has adhered to for hundreds of years is fully reflected at this time!

The village chief looked around and looked at their frightened faces one by one, and said with a solemn expression:

"I won't say anything extra. I believe you know why you came to this outpost village!"

"It is impossible to run away. To be honest, the moment the arrow sounded, the Pangcheng military headquarters had already turned on magic monitoring. As long as you dare to run out, you will either die under the claws of the monsters or wait in Pangcheng Prison to be tortured to death!"

"Now, I come here no matter what you have committed, or whether you have any bad intentions, you only have one choice!"

"Hold here firmly!"

"This will be yours and our only chance!"

As the village chief finished speaking, there was a silence around him, and everyone was immersed in the despair of death and could not extricate themselves.

Keep it?

Keep here?

How easy it is!

You should know that if you count the hundreds of years of warcraft struggle history of the Holy Dragon Principality, there are only a few records of successfully defending the beast tide, and that was successful by countless chances!

The village chief looked at the villagers who had no fighting spirit and sighed again, his hope for living was fading again, but...

The village chief turned to look at his daughter, and Tia also happened to look at him. The two of them looked at each other, one with determination and indifference, and the other with helplessness and pain.

The village chief sighed again, the crisis of death, the failed plan to save lives, and the uneasy daughter. The village chief felt that he would have sighed for the rest of his life today.

"Everyone brings weapons and pots and bowls, and gather at the small fortress."

The disheartened village chief waved his hand, ignored the reactions of the people around him, and went straight back to the small fortress.

Everyone scattered away weakly. Tia held the iron sword in her hand expressionlessly, stood up, and was about to leave here.

"Wait, little girl!"

At this time, a tall and strong man walked towards Tia.

Tia's right hand holding the iron sword tightened slightly. It was a turbulent time now. No one knew what crazy things these villagers, who were originally criminals and slaves, would do, and it would be impossible to be careful.

"Haha, don't be excited, I just have a question to ask you." The visitor stopped more than one meter away from Tia and laughed in a gutter.

"Just stepping outside the range of my long sword swing?"

Tia's heart was stern, she looked up at him, and said with a pity, "Hank, is there something wrong?"

Hank smiled again, the scars on his face wrinkled, as if he wanted to express that he had no malice, but the face that became more ferocious due to his smile was really inconvincing:

"Where has Roy been?"

“…”

"Don't look at me so fiercely. It's true that from the past, you will become so excited when you ask him in front of you." Hank spread his hands and said helplessly.

Because you are very dangerous to the teacher!

Tia thought about it again. Hank was one of the few friends of Teacher Roy, and now everyone is trapped here, so it doesn't matter to tell him. Anyway, he can't go to him now.

Thinking of this, Tia replied vaguely: "...The teacher stays in a very safe place!"

"Yes, that's good." Hank stroked his chin, and he knew roughly where Roy was taken.

The beast tide is approaching, and within a radius of thousands of miles, where else can be called safety besides Pangcheng?

"Then I won't disturb you from continuing to recover from your injuries, little girl!"

As he said that, Hank turned around and left without hesitation.

"Why did the mercenary Hank get caught here?"

Looking at Hank's sturdy back, the doubt that Tia had been having since three years ago surged into her heart again.

Why did this strong man who is considered a good player at the Black Iron Level come here?

Is it really like others said that offending the nobles and being exiled here?

still......

Shaking his head, Tia no longer considered such troubles. The most important thing now is to defend against the beast tide, and the rest are secondary!

However, this may be just a futile resistance.

Looking up at the direction of Pangcheng, Tia murmured: "Teacher, is my choice correct?"

The only response to Tia was the silence that was about to come.

.........

After a while, all the villagers gathered in the village chief's house, the small fortress.

Women and children were assigned to the second floor for logistics, responsible for cooking food and sorting out supplies.

At this time, most of them hid on the corner of the second floor, praying to the gods they believed in in fear.

The men were all concentrated at the exit of the first floor, holding various weapons in their hands. They had only one mission: to wait for the arrival of the beast tide and then meet them!

And facing the gate, there was a Taishi chair placed on which the village chief was sitting with a golden sword.

He looked solemn, as if he was still thinking about how to break the dead end.

"Captain, the grain in the basement has been transported to the second floor for storage."

Mayere came over at this time and said to the village chief.

"Well, is it a defense in the basement?"

"Yes, I called the trustworthy militiamen who had family members to guard the place."

"Where are the doors and windows?"

"It's all sealed with iron bars!"

"Okay!" The village chief nodded, turned his head to look at Mayere, and sighed, "Mayere, do you regret it?"

"No regrets! You saved this life by the captain, and I asked myself to accompany you here to bet on your life, so I can't blame anyone." Mayere smiled and said with an indifferent look on his face.

"Yeah."

The village chief slowly closed his eyes when he heard this, his thoughts fluctuated, but he couldn't say a word.
Chapter completed!