Gold was still very weak and it was difficult to support a long journey.

Winters was also injured and needed a place to take a breath.

Just as Charles stitched the wound for Winters, the three of them had decided on the next step: to go to Wolf Town.

If you are simply recuperating your injuries, it is best to hide nearby.

But they are not familiar with the land in the country of galloping horses, and their accent alone will reveal their identity as outsiders.

There are no relatives and friends who provide a hiding place for the three of them - except for the villagers in Wolf Town.

Winters couldn't go to Consul Vineta for help, as the city might have been martial law, so it was too risky to go into the city again.

The pursuers will come at any time, so they must stay away from the kings as soon as possible, the farther they are, the better.

Of course, there is another most important reason: Winters wants to go to Wolf Town to take a look.

Without further ado, the three of them changed their clothes and set off immediately.

...

Winters' anti-tracking skills were learned from the giant bear in Wolf Town.

Instead of walking on the main road, he entered the field and first went around the northwest.

When he sees a stream or a river, he will flow through water to eliminate the smell; then go ashore from the hard rocky beach so that there will be no horseshoe marks left.

Are these methods useful? Winters can't guarantee it either.

However, with these measures, the giant bear once got rid of the tracking of the most powerful old hunter in Wolf Town, and it should not be difficult to get rid of a few militias in the Kings Castle.

After nightfall, the three of them sleep in a woodland.

Because Winters' wound was still bleeding and Gold needed to rest, they did not go all night long.

They rested until the next night, and confirmed that no one was catching up with him, before they took advantage of the night to turn to the southwest.

The new land is located at the southwest end of Paratu, and Wolf Town is located at the southwest end of the new land.

The sausage-cutting war between Paratu and the Hed tribes caused the differences in the control areas between the two sides, but it only maintained a 100-kilometer unmanned buffer zone.

The unmanned land is delineated based on natural dividers such as mountains, rivers, and is constantly changing.

However, because Tiefeng County, where Wolf Town is located, has reached the northern foot of the Jinding Mountains, so Palatu has never expanded its territory from this location over the years.

Winters and the other two rushed to the road at night, rested during the day, ate jerky and meat floss brought back from the wasteland, and avoided the villages and towns as much as possible.

If you want to buy essentials, you can only ask Charles to buy things.

After walking out of the jurisdiction of Zhuwang Fort and Xilin Province, and once again confirmed that there were no pursuers, Winters and the other three returned to their normal routine and walked back to the main road.

Winters also bought a horse, spending a total of forty Ducarts, and it was not a good horse.

This price has nearly doubled compared to last year. The war has started and the price of horses has also risen.

But Winters urgently needed to buy a horse. They had three people, but only four horses, so they had to buy it even if it was expensive.

At first, Winters rushed towards Wolf Town with some ease.

But the more he walked, the heavier he felt.

The destructive power of war on society was exposed nakedly before him, and there were no longer a steady stream of caravans, and no longer farmers selling fruits, vegetables, eggs.

The few travelers on the road saw each other, silently wrapped their cloaks and held their weapons until they walked away.

Most cities have raised red rose flags, especially the areas south of the Jinliu River. They have conscripted labor, built fortifications, collected materials, blocked the main roads, and strictly investigated passers-by.

It is said that not long ago, Blue Rose's troops crossed the Jinliu River and swept through these areas that were loyal to Red Rose without mercy.

Winters and the other two had to be extra careful.

...

Xinkendi province, villages without names on the map.

"No living person was found." Charles trotted back and whispered: "I didn't find anything to eat. There are several new graves in the west of the village. It should be that the living villagers buried their bodies and fled."

Winters nodded.

What is in front of you is not the village, but the ruins of a small village.

This was originally a very small village, with only seven or eight households in the courtyard.

Perhaps there were some men and women who had cultivated the surrounding farmland year after year, living here with difficulty and tenaciousness.

But now it is gone, only ruins burned by the fire.

"Let's go." Winters climbed up the saddle and said to Charles and Gold: "Let's go to the next village to see if we can buy some food."

The three of them rode away, and the charred ruins returned to the dead silent again.

Winters didn't know how much suffering people had encountered, because he was just rushing around.

But he had an intuitive feeling, that is, there were so few vendors on the road that there were no more robbers and robbers.

It is becoming increasingly difficult for him to buy supplies, and even the smallest village is closed and refuses to receive strangers.

After leaving the territory of Zhuwang Castle and Xilin Province - the actual control scope of the Red Rose Force - Winters encountered roadblockers almost every day.

When he entered the Xinken Land, the frequency rose to twice or even three times a day.

Most of the robbers were frightened farmers. When they intimidated Winters, they held the pitchfork and the hands of the hatchet were trembling.

There are also many bandits who have seen blood robbers, and the defeated soldiers are surrounded by farmers who have no shoes.

For the former, Winters couldn't bear to kill, but just killed the opponent's weapons; for the latter, he only killed those leaders who were obviously habitual bandits.

"Get out!" Winters didn't know what to say: "Get home!"

The robbers scattered, but they would come back again.

"Wolf Town must be fine." Winters told himself over and over again: "Wolf Town is still so remote, it must be fine."

He tried not to think about terrible things and rushed forward.

...

The sunset is setting and it is almost dark.

Cross the Hei Shui River and climb over two small hills along the Rammed Earth Road, you can see the spire of the bell tower of Wolf Town Church.

Winters is extremely familiar with this road because he has walked it many times.

Winters has lived in Wolf Town for less than half a year, but for him, Wolf Town has a sense of intimacy like a hometown.

When he left here, he was a young man with high spirits. The young men in Wolf Town sang songs and followed him to war.

When he returned here, the young men in the Wolf Town who were smiling and making noise were gone, and Winters only brought back scars.

When he went through all kinds of hardships and once again stood on the hillside, he could not see the spire nailed with brass.

"Have I gone wrong?" Winters asked Charles, his voice trembling with a hint of trembling.

"Yes, this is Wolf Town."

"Walk!"

Winters stinged his horse's ribs, rushed down the hillside, and galloped towards the Wolf Town Square.

Wolf Town was right in front of him, but he couldn't recognize it.

The church was ruined.

The white painted exterior wall was burned to charcoal, the bell tower collapsed, and the bell was sadly half buried in the ruins.

The church is left with its original stone structure. The stone wall stands alone, and the wind blows through the holes in the wall, making waves of sobs.

Lao Misha's blacksmith shop was destroyed.

Alzi's grocery store was ruined.

The town office and public security office have also been burned into scorched earth.

Many graves in the cemetery were even dug up, and the bones were scattered around the tombstones.

"This...this..." Charles was surprised, angry and sad, his hands holding the reins were trembling: "How could this happen?"

"It must be a thief." Gold whispered: "Dig a coffin and steal a burial belonging..."

Winters suddenly slashed his horse and ran towards Mitchell Manor.

He thought of the generous and generous Gillard, the gentle and kind Mrs. Mitchell, and the Scarlett, who was about the same age as Ella, like his sister, when the Mitchells quarreled.

"Don't die." Winters was praying: "Don't die."

If there is really a supreme existence in the dark, he prayed to Him for the first time.

The thriving Mitchell Manor has completely changed.

The tobacco fields all over the mountains are now full of weeds, and the fences around the manor are also collapsed in the wind and rain.

The people who were working were unable to see the only groups of birds and birds flew up.

Fortunately, Winters saw a wisp of smoke rising from Mitchell's mansion.
To be continued...