Chapter 895 Confusion (Part 1)

After the large-scale migration, it does not end immediately.

In fact, the army could not stay outside for a long time. Most of the cities and villages were cleared, but there were also several remote villages temporarily escaped.

However, the escape time was very short, and within the following month, the territory was constantly searched in the form of caravans or cavalry squads.

It was already afternoon.

There was no cloud cover in the sky, and the rich fog gradually dissipated as the popularity gathered.

Only a sun is constantly pouring its own light downward in the sky.

A spacious avenue leads from a distance to the core area of ​​Salante.

It is noon now, and the whole world, the fog has temporarily dissipated. You can see that the trees on the left and right roads are still quite dense. They are desperately stretching their branches and leaves and sucking the sunlight. Therefore, the sunlight projected onto the ground through the layers of branches is extremely sparse.

Only then is the best time to rush. Once it reaches three o'clock in the afternoon, the fog will condense again, and there is not much light on this road that can shine on the road ahead.

When the sun gradually sets, it will be even more difficult to see the road in front of you.

Of course, the day is daytime after all, and you can walk slowly if you have fog. At night, you have to find a way to find a place to stop and rest.

People who have been in the fog for many years can naturally find a suitable place to rest.

At this time, more than a dozen carriages and ox carriages were driving hard.

The carriage and the ox cart were both very tattered and filled with all kinds of goods.

Although there is no village in front and there is a desolate look behind it, and there is no people on both sides of the avenue, the population of this caravan is really large.

Almost all of these people are rushing on their own by family.

Most of the ox carts are driven by these people themselves, usually the elderly and weak are sitting in the car, while other middle-aged men and women carry bags and walk on the road.

The number of people is more than one hundred.

Around them, as well as in front and back positions of the team, there were about twenty soldiers holding weapons. These soldiers were all strong and well-trained, and they all supervised them with serious faces, making them afraid to escape halfway.

"Mother, will we be killed?" A young voice suddenly sounded among the pedestrians, which was not so obvious in the chaotic footsteps and the sound of conversation.

"Child, don't be afraid, we won't die." The child's mother saw that the child was so scared that her face turned pale, and quickly comforted him in a low voice.

Although she was also filled with fear.

The child who was talking was only five or six years old. He was a little boy. His face was pink and cute. He was dressed in coarse cloth clothes and was tailored very well. Judging from the three of them driving a ox cart, this family should be in a pretty good life.

The child's father also spoke at this time, but his voice was deliberately low: "Don't be afraid, I've already inquired about it. These people captured us to replenish the population of their territory. Anyway, we are the ones who are the leaders of the country, at most we live in a different place. And seeing that they are so strong, their territory will not be bad. Don't worry, we won't die!"

"Father, is it true? So, I can eat two breads in one meal in the future? I just heard those aunts discussing that when they arrive, we will sell them to the great nobles and be slaves for them. They will let us work every day and not let us eat enough." The child said in a low voice after hearing his father's words.

Seeing the child's extremely frightened look, it was really uncomfortable to be a father, but to the child, he was a father, but to the soldier, he was a weak man.

"Don't worry, we will get better and better in the future." He patted the child's head gently, and the father said, suppressing his mood.

"Hehe, that's good. I want to eat white bread every day!" The child knew what he knew, and when he heard that he didn't have to starve every day, he immediately broke his face and smiled.

However, his parents, as adults, had to think about their future life carefully.

After a while, the little boy stretched and gradually fell asleep on the ox cart.

The mother, when she saw the child fall asleep, immediately sat closer to her husband and asked in a low voice: "You said, will we really be used as slaves when we went there this time?"

"What are you thinking about? Don't believe whatever others say." The father immediately whispered: "Don't let the children hear it, let alone those people hear it."

"But what they said is really common!" the woman whispered, "Why do you want to capture us if you don't treat us as slaves?"

"You don't think about it carefully. If you want to treat us as slaves, will we be allowed to carry our property?" the man thought for a while and said, "And, did the Pastor Leye say it? We will go to the city first, and as long as we believe in the Lord Romon, we can find a job, and after a year, we can be assigned to the fields."

After hearing her husband's explanation, the woman finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If this is the case, that is the case, that is the case."

Only half of this heart is put in my stomach.

In fact, there are many families with fear of the future.

Although these people dared not make any abnormal movements under the supervision of the soldiers, they could see a sense of panic and anxiety in their eyes.

There are actually not many people who can think like that child's father.

"Captain Mogov, look at these people, they all looked sad and cried. They wouldn't think that we were going to treat them as slaves, right?"

A cavalry riding a horse and walking by the roadside looked at the bitter faces of the leaders on the way, and felt very depressed: "It would be great if they could be treated as slaves. Unfortunately, the plundering policy can only be allowed in wartime, but it is not allowed now."

Captain Mogov was also a cavalryman. After hearing this, he laughed: "Of course it can only be done in war, otherwise, wouldn't it be a mess?"

"Besides, it's fine to march on a large scale. For example, we are a small-scale, half-army and half-market businessman, it's normal for people to be remembered. If we start killing and robbing randomly, survivors will become believers in the future. If we have the ability to take revenge, we will be unable to guard against it!"

"And, the priest supervises that God Romon is a strict God, and it doesn't matter. If we escort these more than a hundred people into the city, we can get a considerable reward."

"As for these people, what do they know? When they get to the territory and get real benefits, they will understand."

"These people don't believe us at all. We all said it clearly. When we arrive at a place, as long as we believe in the God of Romon, we can give them land, rebuild their homes for a year, so that they can live a better life and live and work in peace and contentment. Why don't they believe it?" the cavalryman before sighed.

"Not everyone can understand the kindness of God Remon. When they understand, they will naturally become the most loyal believers of God." Captain Mogov glanced at the leaders, shook his head and smiled, and said to his companions.

"That's true." The cavalry nodded and agreed with Captain Mogov's statement.

After a while, the cavalry suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, after completing the mission this time, are you going to be transferred to the city to work?"

Looking at his companion's envious expression, Captain Mogov did not deny it, but said, "I have heard from someone, but the specific arrangement depends on the meaning above."

"Who doesn't know that you are deeply trusted by Pastor Gohata now?" The cavalryman who walked side by side with him naturally had a slightly sour taste in his tone of speech.

"You used to be a village-protecting cavalry, you were down-to-earth and serious. Later, you worked hard on the battlefield and made contributions. In addition, you used to work with Pastor Gaohata, and you were familiar with him. It was impossible not to be promoted."

"I heard that Pastor Gaohata is now at level 4, and may become a level 5. He is very good at level 5. He is very good at being promoted to bishop in the church. You are climbing up your thick thighs. Not like us. Until now, he is still a village-protecting cavalry. His range of activities is very small and he can contact fewer people. If you want to further improve your strength, there are fewer opportunities, alas!"

When Captain Mogov heard the feelings from his companions, he sighed.

"Don't worry, there will be a lot of things in the territory in the future, and there will always be a day to make a comeback." Captain Mogov then said encouragement to his companions.

"Oh, I hope so. In fact, I really can't compare with you. You are down-to-earth and hardworking, and have talent. You have been promoted to another level in just over a year. If you weren't for your level being promoted quickly, you wouldn't be reused so quickly. So it's also a very important reason for being strong. You have obtained all this based on your own strength. I have no other way to go except to learn from you."

Realizing that he had just said sour words, the cavalry hurriedly pulled the words back. Although it was a slander, it was also what he said in his heart.

Captain Mogov smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, as long as you work hard, there is no unsuccessful statement. By the way, you see, the two behind will make great progress. They are militias from the neighboring village. I think this time it may also be absorbed into the cavalry team in the city, and you must work hard too!"

"Yeah, I know!" The other party nodded firmly.

Then, the two cavalrymen were talking while urging their horses to drive along the roadside without any speed or slowness.

Behind them, about 100 meters, two more cavalrymen were riding slowly.

This caravan actually hires militias to carry out missions, with cavalry responsible for managing and monitoring the many things that happened to these soldiers and those migrant leaders.

The two cavalrymen behind are not old, less than thirty years old, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old.

Although their level is not very high, which is about the level two to three, they are familiar with riding skills, and in the village, they were originally the sons of the village chief, and in terms of roots, they are also descendants of the knights of the old leader back then.

Therefore, I have rich experience in managing the team. There are also two of them in the task of relocating and recruiting the people this time.

"Old guy, this battle was really exciting!" One of the cavalrymen was urging his companions side by side while sighing.

"Haha, yes, this battle was indeed very exciting, and the fruits of victory were also very abundant!" Looking at the migration team, another cavalry said: "It's a pity that I only encountered a few enemies, and I was not happy to kill!"

"Did you get any inspiration on the battlefield?" asked the cavalryman who spoke before.

"inspiration?"

"Yes, do you know why it is difficult for us to break through at our level? It's because we have never experienced such a battle. To be honest, old man, I have already felt something in the battle, and I guess I can break through to level one this year." The cavalry before said with a chuckle.

"Really? I really want to congratulate you. In fact, during the fight, I also vaguely touched a side. I just need to think about it again. I am afraid it will not be too far away from successfully advancing." The latter said: "In the past, I always thought that my qualifications were too poor, so I could not break through. Others might have the same idea as me. However, after this big fight, I realized that it was not that our qualifications were too poor, but that we lacked an environment that could improve our strength."

"Yes, you're right. We lack such an environment. Without combat, there will be no improvement. In the past, we always focus on our own technological improvement. In fact, when we reach a bottleneck, only by constantly fighting can we get a breakthrough."

When these two cavalrymen talked about the issue of promotion, they immediately felt very happy.

"Hey, when we reach level 3, we can apply to join the city cavalry team, so there will be more battles. As long as we don't die, I believe that in five years, the Knights will also have our place."

"You are right. Now, as long as you become a knight, you will be a knight of apology, and as long as you establish merits, you will be granted a village to us, and our family can continue."

"Under the glory of God Romon!"

"Under the glory of God Romon!"

The two cavalry laughed, as if they had thought of a bright future.

However, what no one noticed was that in this huge migration team, some people seemed to be worried.

Most of these people are young and middle-aged, either as a businessman or an adventurer, most of them are in the two industries, and they all look lonely. Their numbers are not very large, and they are all scattered and hidden in this migration team. Unlike those ordinary leaders, they do not have too much fear on their faces, but their eyes have a deep strange color.
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