Princess Jingge rarely experienced half a month of stable life.
Although the environment in the refugee gathering place was extremely harsh, facing hunger and cold.
But for Princess Jingge, who had been on the run for more than half a year, as long as there was a safe place to hide, it was enough.
Originally, she thought she would spend this winter like this.
But just three days ago, she keenly felt the tension in the atmosphere of the refugee camp again.
More and more refugees were pouring in from all directions, making the originally settled refugees feel uneasy, and conflicts even broke out among them.
Ordinary people would indeed think this was just an ordinary conflict among refugees.
But Princess Jingge could see something unusual in it. These refugees were obviously being consciously driven towards Frost Wolf Ridge.
Combined with the previous attempts by wandering knights and mercenaries mixed in the crowd to assassinate Duke Frost Wolf, she realized that some force was likely targeting Frost Wolf Ridge.
Among these refugees now, there must be many with ill intentions.
And as more refugees keep coming, this kind of conflict is bound to erupt at some point.
"It seems the situation in the Northern Lands is not much better than in the Jingge Kingdom." Princess Jingge's face was complicated.
The original Northern Lands belonged to the Frost Wolf Clan, but now with the decline of the Frost Wolf Clan, even the last Frost Wolf Ridge is threatened.
Roman Knight, though not as observant as Princess Jingge, also felt a tense atmosphere among the refugees.
It was another night.
Princess Jingge lay down to rest.
But she had barely laid down when suddenly there was a clamor in the camp.
"Roman, what's happening?" Princess Jingge sat up.
Roman Knight's gaze turned to the distance, where flames were already bursting, and through his strong Tier Three Knight's perception, he knew a battle was happening there!
"There are wandering knights slaughtering refugees!" Roman affirmed, "There are several official knights among them; it should be a premeditated massacre."
"Slaughtering refugees?"
Princess Jingge thought of the previous speculation, and her face darkened as well.
These mercenaries were definitely targeting Frost Wolf Ridge, and these refugees in their eyes were just tools to muddy the waters, taking advantage in the chaos.
If these mercenaries succeed, regardless of Frost Wolf Ridge's outcome, the refugees definitely won't survive this winter!
"Roman, we must take action." Princess Jingge spoke.
Roman Knight showed hesitation; if he acted directly in front of everyone, it would completely expose Princess Jingge's position.
Taking action to kill the mercenaries or escaping amidst the chaos was a dilemma.
"Let's take action, now is the time to repay the kindness."
"And... a significant number of these refugees are also my people."
Princess Jingge showed determination on her face; after hiding for so long and finally finding a place barely suitable for safety, she didn't want to hide anymore.
Roman nodded, and his figure flickered and disappeared from the spot. At some point, a dagger appeared in his hand, gleaming with a cold light.
At this time in the refugee camp, the mercenaries were slaughtering the surrounding refugees, driving them towards Frost Wolf Ridge, trying to break the line.
"Damn, let's fight these people!"
"The Lord gave us a place to stay and food. We cannot let the Lord down. Drive these people out!" the militia shouted.
Immediately, members of the militia organized a resistance and began fighting with the mercenaries mixed in the crowd.
But the power difference between the two was really too great; the militiamen charged forward only to fall quickly into a bloody pool, yet no one retreated!
When Roman arrived, this was the scene he saw, knowing full well that going forward meant a dead end, but these militiamen still advanced bravely!
"If we lose the protection of Frost Wolf Ridge, we will eventually die. So why not take a chance and fight these mercenaries!"
"That's right, rather than starving to death, I'd rather die for the Lord, to fight a way out for my family!" the militia shouted, fearlessly.
"Hmph, wanting to die isn't difficult?"
A mercenary captain snorted coldly, slashing out with his Knight's Sword!
His strength had already reached the official knight level; how could these ordinary militia possibly be opponents, it was a one-sided massacre.
But just as his sword slashed out, suddenly something halted his Knight's Sword, and then a powerful force surged, actually knocking the Knight's Sword out of his hand, and his figure began to retreat continuously.
"How is it possible?!"
"Your strength exceeds Tier One!"
The mercenary captain's eyes showed disbelief.
He would never have thought, among these refugees, there was actually a knight hiding who surpassed Tier One!
Once he realized this, his first reaction was to flee; although they were both official knights and the strength gap shouldn't be too large, he didn't want to take any chances.
But just as he started to move, Roman had already closed in, both quickly engaging in combat, with the mercenary captain soon overpowered.
Seeing this, Roman frowned; usually, killing a Tier One Knight wasn't too difficult for him, but he hadn't been eating well lately, relying solely on black bread was not enough to sustain knight combat, weakening him significantly.
But even so, he seized the opportunity to slit the mercenary's throat with his dagger, causing him to collapse in a pool of blood, lifeless.
"Kill him together."
At this moment, two more mercenary captains realized the situation and attacked together.
Roman fought two at once; although not falling into a disadvantage, he couldn't spare a hand to stop the mercenaries killing the refugees, becoming anxious.
Thump, thump, thump—
The battle hadn't lasted long when the sound of hooves rang out.
The Gray Wolf Knight led the charge on horseback; upon reaching the battlefield, he leaped off his horse, quickly joining the fray.
David followed closely, but he didn't rush to join the battle; instead, he observed the situation on the field, focusing on Roman Knight.
In the next moment, he quickly approached a mercenary captain, slashing out with his Knight's Sword, swiftly cutting off the opponent's head!
Everything happened suddenly, and by the time another mercenary reacted, a blood mark had appeared on his neck, with Roman swiftly ending him!
But before David could breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly several figures lunged towards him, each exuding a very strong aura!
Clearly, everything the mercenaries did was just to assassinate Duke Frost Wolf; now that he appeared, all the assassins no longer hid themselves!