Mercenaries and Adventurers Chapter 325

Kiel's team set off early in the morning and walked along the trade road toward the town visible to the naked eye.

The trade road running from northwest to southeast is a nearly straight line with no obstructions along the way. Several villages beside the trade road can also be clearly seen and passed by.

The team set off and walked for almost two hours. The sun climbed into the sky, and the front line was close to a newly dug 'wall' built on the outside of the town.

Dang Dang Dang...

To the northwest of the town that the team faced directly, on a formal rock fence inside the new fence, the warning bells kept ringing as the team approached. Kil was riding on horseback, and he could clearly see the town guards gradually gathering from other areas on the town's official fence without using magic to improve his eyesight.

The guards wearing simple leather armor kept pointing at his team, but they seemed to confirm that the large-scale team approaching the town at this time was human. Therefore, although the people gathered, they were not very vigilant. powerful.

Many people rested their empty hands on the arrow stamps of the town wall, hoping to get a clearer view.

The guards on the wall looked strange, but the villagers in nearby villages living under the town wall between the 'new wall' and the official wall looked like they were in danger of disaster. The elderly and children all retreated to the farmers' new fence. In the dug holes under the city wall, there were a handful of strong farmers and peasant women lying nervously on their newly dug dirt walls, using large pieces of furniture marked with the marks of each family as shelters, holding various He grows metal farm tools and vows to keep outsiders away.

Even if Kiel's team is all humans, not the bandits that attack them these days.

To be honest, what everyone is afraid of is humans of the same race. After all, the confrontation between humans is far more intense than the confrontation between humans and aliens.

Everyone knows this. Among the villagers in each village, most of the old or older villagers migrated here from the empire. Everyone knows what life is like in the empire that severely oppresses the people. Tough place.

Unreasonable.

And all their unsatisfactory experiences this year are said to be due to the war between the nobles of the southern provinces and their southern neighbors.

The armed team at the front of the team had walked along the trade road to the end, but they had to stop because the last point of the trade road extending to the northwest gate of the town ahead had been cut off by an earthen wall excavated by the farmers.

As mentioned before, the farmers dug a deep and wide strip of pit in front, and the excavated earth was piled just on the side near the town. In this way, there was at least one hole from the bottom of the pit to the top of the pile. A height difference of four meters.

Even though this height difference is not as steep as the official wall of the town behind, it seems to have a steep **** of almost 70 or 80 degrees, which a person can barely climb, but it is already a very effective defense system.

After seeing this, Kil in the middle of the team grinned.

He didn't know if this temporary wall could stop the parasitic monster, but he knew that this thing was indeed a difficult gap for the ordinary people under his command to cross.

Shaking his head, Kil complained secretly. He didn't know what these people were guarding against. Do they really know who their enemy was?

"Villagers! We are not bad people! We are refugees from the west to escape the chaos. Please don't be so vigilant and fearful!"

Someone in the armed team shouted to the villagers in front who were holding weapons and hiding behind the walls of the pit, but soon some of the frightened villagers choked back: "Go back! No one is welcome here! Go away!" Go away! You guys with swords!"

It's quite simple and obvious. The villagers on the wall just saw the farm tools in their hands, and then looked at the swords held by the armed teams in the refugee team, and they couldn't relax.

After the front of the refugee team stopped, people continued to rush forward from behind. Although the locals were particularly wary, everyone in the refugee team was empathetic and understood. After all, when they were in Dorne Town before, Dorne Town was A team with such a large number and strength was not allowed to officially enter the town.

To be honest, it was impossible. Even the town of Dorne, which could accommodate various caravans traveling north and south, could not suddenly squeeze out an inn to accommodate a team of hundreds of people.

A temporary squeeze on the street is not impossible, but external forces have entered the town and gathered together. To be honest, it is impossible to reassure the local managers.

Like Dorne Town, Yemei Town, which seems to be particularly conservative and nervous, is probably the same, even more vigilant and sensitive.

The people in the armed squad said a few words and then stopped trying to communicate. There was no need for everyone to feel uncomfortable anyway. This kind of communication with the superiors should be handled by the knight.

Along with a large number of people in the middle of the team, Keir arrived at the end of the trade road where the manpower was accumulated.

He was riding a horse, and he had good eyesight. He could easily see the nervousness of the villagers on the mound, as well as the prying eyes and curiosity of the guards on the town wall behind.

"Sir, do you see?"

The two team captains squeezed through the crowded resting crowd and asked Keir about the situation.

Kil was not in a hurry to reply to the two of them. He looked around, loudly asked the people around him about the location of Priest Batal, and called him over.

Priest Batal soon came over. The prairie horse that the priest had been riding before was injured. He had been moving around on Kiel's carriage for the past two days.

"Priest Batar, let's do this. I will go into the town to communicate with the lord family here and try to get more supplies from this town. As everyone discussed before, this should be the last time we get a lot of supplies. It's a supply place. What about your side? Do you want to appease these nervous villagers? After all, it seems that most of them are followers of the God of Agriculture."

Priest Batal shook his head: "That's not necessary. I come to Yemei Town often. Let me go with you. Warrior, you go meet the local lord family, and I want to find my friends from the Church of the God of Saturn in the town. "

Kil's eyes lit up: "Oh? Friends? That's right. Logically speaking, the superior church you belong to is the Church of the God of Agriculture in Yemei Town. This is normal. Hmm."

Keir pondered for a moment: "In this case, I hope you can contact more local church friends and explain to them what happened between the two of us. I hope to get a group of strong support."

"Huh, I'll try my best, but you also know that those parasitic monsters, not long after I left, seemed to have caused great harm to Yemei Town, the essence of Sars County." The priest shook his head: "Teacher It's difficult for friends to give more help before getting rid of these things.”

"You even need our help, right?" Kir laughed.

"You should work hard, at least hope that there can be a balance in the allocation of materials. Use some things that we can't use, and try to exchange some materials and tools from the church for people to settle down."

After the two discussed, Kil made some arrangements for the team. He asked everyone to gather and regroup, and evenly distributed the armed teams to defend against the parasitic monsters in the fields behind them.

Then he faced the direction of the town and shouted loudly: "I am the leader of this refugee team, Joe Keel, ahem, knight. Now I am leading the team through Yemei Town in Saskatchewan. I take the liberty to visit and hope that the locals The lord understands.”

His voice was very loud, and the life energy in his throat and lungs increased, and the volume of his voice more than doubled. At least once he shouted, the whole town could hear him clearly from above and below outside the wall.

The farmers in the villages on the earth wall in front looked at each other, wondering where this young knight came from. It is not that there are no knights in Yemei Town. In fact, there are several, but they all followed the Baron and his troops before the spring. Went to war.

And their Sars County is located in a remote place. To the southeast is a large and continuous border mountain range that is in contention. In addition to the plain at their feet, it is also surrounded by deep forests that are inconvenient to traverse.

The guards on the town wall were extremely surprised when they heard Kiel's shouting. To be honest, such a team of five hundred people was rare, and the leader of such a team was a young knight, so it was... Even stranger.

However, the guards were surprised and quickly sent a messenger to deliver the news to the lord baron's house.

Priest Batal then used magic to increase his voice, walked out of the crowd, and showed his identity.

However, although he is the resident priest of the Church of the God of Agriculture in Changmai Village under Yemei Town, few people know him. Except for the priests of the Church of the God of Agriculture in the town, few people can prove that what he said is true.

A new messenger also followed the previous one and passed the news back.

Keir was riding a horse and pacing slowly in the nearby abandoned farmland full of weeds and wildflowers. He was not in a hurry.

Priest Batal boldly took a few steps forward and came to the wall of the earth pit dug by local villagers and farmers. He spoke to the villagers on the earth wall in a normal conversation volume.

Few farmers and women have seen the image of an armed priest, and they are not interested in the amber metal staff held by Priest Batar, but the priest is dressed in blue with the power of the **** of agriculture, which cannot be faked.

Although the villages near Yemei Town are poor, the Saturnine priests come often. Although there are no separate resident priests, the influence of the Saturnalia Church on the local villages is not small.

After a while, there was no reply from the town, but Priest Batal got the approval of the villagers and boldly invited Priest Batal to go there first.

The priest looked at Keir, who shrugged and said you were free.

Then Priest Batal jumped into the pit newly dug by the villagers. To be honest, it's fortunate that it hasn't rained in the past few days, otherwise the bottom of a large-scale soil pit dug casually would have been soaked by rainwater and turned into mud.

The piles of soil piled up casually on the other side of the pit will collapse if they are washed away by the rain. Even if it doesn't collapse, it will be difficult to maintain its current height and defensiveness if it rains heavily.

The villagers on the opposite side of the pit wanted to jump down and help Pastor Batal, but the priest stopped him. He only asked the villagers to throw down a rope. He grabbed the bottom of the rope and let the villagers above it get a few seconds. As soon as the person pulled, he was pulled up so easily.

As soon as Priest Batar came up, he was surrounded by villagers from various villages, but no one came close at will. Everyone looked at the gorgeous long staff held by the priest in fear, and looked at him closely.

Knowing what was going on, Priest Batal took out the protective statue of the God of Agriculture from the leather bag on his waist with his left hand, raised it above his head, and inspired the divine power of the God of Agriculture.

All of a sudden, this seemingly simple body-protecting statue emitted a green light of the divine power of the God of Agriculture, and together with the Priest Batal who held it, they were all shrouded in a faint radiance of divine power.

This scene only lasted for a few seconds. After Priest Batal saw the awe in the eyes of the surrounding villagers, he immediately stopped this move. It looked sacred and gorgeous, but it consumed a lot of the power of the God of Agriculture, at least more than what he had prayed to release. The powerful magic consumes a lot of money.

In just a few seconds, the scattered divine power of the God of Agriculture could easily heal a few lightly injured people.

"how?"

asked the priest seriously.

The surrounding villagers immediately fell to their knees, apologizing for the previous offense and begging for forgiveness from the **** of agriculture and the priest himself.

Priest Batal, who didn't care about this, waved his hand. He first glanced back at the Kiel warriors not far behind him, and then walked forward into the crowd.

Not to mention Priest Batal's side, in Yemei Town, two messengers, one behind the other, were riding horses on the crowded streets of the town.

Except for the nearby wealthy villagers who had nowhere to live on the streets, not many ordinary people in the town actually came out for activities. After the lord left with his troops, bandits were everywhere outside the town, the trade routes were blocked, and the nearby villagers were gathered and resettled. Especially after the bandits rushed into the south of the town a few days ago and burned, killed, and looted under the cover of night, the atmosphere in the town changed. Not actually good.

Not only is the atmosphere bad, many normal activities have also come to a standstill.

Most of the shops were closed, and some even used wooden boards and iron nails to seal the windows and doors of the shops to prevent theft. Most of them only left a small door at the back door of the shop, but many thugs were placed to prevent looting.

Many people are unable to buy anything they want, and businessmen running shops can only do business with familiar and regular customers during such a difficult time. Strange faces cannot even open the back door of the shop.

This has hurt many nearby villagers who are struggling to survive, and ordinary people in the town are not having an easy life either.

Of course, the shops selling subsistence grains are still open. In addition to the gruel that the baron's family in the town regularly gives to the refugee villagers for free, anyone who wants to eat has to hold his nose in the shops selling grains. Tolerate the gradual increase in food prices.

This was barely bearable for the villagers outside the town who brought their own stored food. After all, the lord's family provided free food. Although they may not be full, if they did nothing for a day, they could still use it.

But the townspeople who have no fields or food reserves in the town have to endure the rising food supply.

Therefore, in addition to the shops selling food being surrounded by many people every day, all the grocery stores in the town are crowded with people. After all, in addition to selling various daily necessities, the grocery stores also accept items from customers. sell.

At this time, the merchants who opened the grocery store showed their blood-sucking canines and sucked the blood of the townspeople fiercely.

All kinds of valuable and easy-to-sell small items were collected by grocery stores at very low prices. Although the townspeople looked ugly, they had to endure this unfair exploitation in order to have enough food for the whole family.

Some bad-tempered guys often get into trouble and make trouble.

For this reason, the guards responsible for public security in the town have been very busy these days.

After Ranu and Joey escaped, it didn't take long for the town's police station to be filled with townspeople arrested for quarrels and fights. However, the guards who survived that day or the newly transferred guards had long lost their interest in exploiting prisoners. They had to endure daily scoldings from the lord's family, as well as warnings from active businessmen at this time, as well as ordinary townspeople. Their fingers pointed.

They are almost driven crazy by these things.

And speaking of it, among the prisoners imprisoned in the public security station, how many of them were really angry and fighting because they couldn't stand the exploitation of local businessmen, or were they just thinking about eating a piece of food in the public security prison during this difficult time? A free meal and a voluntary crime.

Hehe, that's hard to explain.

After all, most of the prisoners imprisoned in the public security cells are young men who can eat and cause trouble~www.mtlnovel.com~ If you save yourself the stutter, your family's life will be much easier, right?

Talking about the messengers, the two messengers were actually the cavalry of the Baron family who had been guarding the town wall since last night. They had not left since last night. As soon as it dawned today, as expected, intelligence news about the large-scale team that had appeared inexplicably arrived.

The clatter of horseshoes quickly crossed the stone paved road on the town's main road, and the crisp knocking sound of metal horseshoes and rocky ground resounded through the streets.

Two cavalry messengers quickly arrived at the gate of the baron's mansion.

As before, they jumped off their horses and entered through the small door at the main entrance of the mansion, and underwent a very 'necessary' identity check. When the latter cavalry messenger was inspecting, he glanced at the inspecting priest a few more times, which made the priest feel puzzled.

After a while, the two cavalry messengers waiting in the hall of the mansion were greeted by several family stewards of local baron lords who hurried over.

"What? A young knight? An armed Saturn priest? And a refugee team of hundreds of people? And an armed force of at least hundreds of people?"

The young man in his twenties sitting in the Baron's chair asked questions repeatedly after hearing the news.

It was more of a question than an expression of surprise and confirmation of the news.

"What are the origins of these people? And why do they come to our home? The refugee team is really strange. Do they need to come to our Sars County for refuge?"

Several people present looked at each other, and finally looked down at the detailed map of Sars County that was taken out last night and is still placed on the ground in the center of the hall.

Well, let's not talk about it. When it comes to remoteness and isolation, they have some opinions in Sars County.

Chapter end