A thick, heavy scent of blood, burning, and medicinal powder hung heavy over the grain-drying ground in Ebony Wood Village.
The surviving villagers huddled together, sobbing in low, lingering terror, while a few soldiers from the Old Wolf Battalion silently distributed hard flatbreads and water from their packs. Lin Feng directed the soldiers to herd the bound, ashen-faced bandits into a corner to be watched, while carefully counting the captured weapons. Several villagers' bodies were carefully lifted aside and hastily covered with whatever tattered cloth could be found.
Qin Lie stood by the half-collapsed earthen wall, his gaze dark and resolute as he looked down at the mysterious exotic maiden.
Chapter 122