A carriage with a high side gang swayed forward along the rugged and potholes. Because the ground was frozen and the muddy land was full of stiff and cracks, it was not comfortable to walk in the muddy road at all.

The wheels of the carriage made a creaking sound like a groaning in pain, and the people sitting in the car also complained in their mouths as they bumped.

There were several people sitting in the car, all of whom were residents of the town of Tampura.

In this cold weather, they tried to keep themselves warmer. Although they were completely wrapped, they felt that they were at least much better than those who had been frozen to death when they looked at the frozen world.

Some people from far away brought back news that because the snow was very heavy this year, they had been found that some people were frozen to death, and even in the city of Rome, some people were not spared.

Compared with those who were found to be frozen to death on the streets and wilderness when they woke up in the morning, the Tambura people were not only lucky, but even lucky.

Because winters in previous years were very difficult at this time, people had to find some work to support their lives during this season. Men would temporarily leave home, while women would use their little skills to make some needlework and sewing for home use.

Thinking of those who were caught to death by the heavy snow outside because of this heavy snow, many people were secretly scared. They didn't know if they were outside and had no preparations, they would be one of those people.

Now, a job that suddenly appeared gave the people of Tanpula an opportunity to make money.

Although the bridge repair will take a long time in the wild, you can earn Florin in just a few days, which is something you have never thought of before, and if you can complete it as soon as possible, you may earn more. It is rare to have such a generous lord master, which makes the people of Tampur very happy, and some even think that God is helping them.

However, not everything went so well. What annoyed the Tampur people was that a foreigner who came out of nowhere seemed to be against them.

The foreigner didn't know what methods he used. He first impressed the priest of the town church with his pitifulness and let him get into the bridge repair workers. Then when the lord asked for a need for manpower, the guy actually snatched the opportunity of the locals and took great care of the people to start business for his own people.

This made the people of Tanpula very angry. What's even more hateful is that this guy said he was still attracting a group of homeless people, which made the people of Tanpula feel even more unbearable.

Tanpula is not a well-known place, but it is very peaceful and rarely comes to foreigners.

And although they are not close to Rome, the Tampura people are used to be a Romans. But when can a group of homeless people be allowed to grab the jobs of locals?

The people of Tampura were indescribable and as long as they thought that if they were so arrogant, those homeless men might be left with Tampura, which is not a good sign.

Thinking of this, the workers thought it was necessary to teach the short homeless man who didn't know how high the sky was.

And they also wanted to ask the priest for a request. Although kindness is good, the origins of those outsiders are unknown. In such a chaotic day, everyone still hopes that the priest can think about the Tampurans themselves first.

But although this is a kind-hearted intention, the Tampur people felt a little guilty when they wanted to tell the priest like this. After all, the priest's position in their minds is high. Although they dare not show any malice, speaking like this will definitely cause the priest to be unhappy.

But thinking about the smug look of the short man when he left, and thinking about the damage that would have caused to the town if he really brought him a large group of homeless men, the most important thing was that the opportunity to make money in the bridge was snatched away by a group of foreigners. After a few people discussed it, they decided to send someone to talk to the priest while they were returning to the town to transport things.

Although it is difficult to walk on the road, the town is not far from the construction site. Before the sky gets dark, you can see the roof of the church in the town from afar. It is also the tallest building in the entire town of Tanpula.

"I said, how should we talk to the priest," looking at the town not far away, the courage that we had to pluck in for a livelihood was constantly ejaculating. A resident asked the two companions next to him with some trepidation, "What if the priest is angry?"

"Yes, I heard that Father Nie was not very good," the other man became a little uneasy. "If the priest blamed us for this, he might be kicked out of the town."

"But if we just let those homeless people get into the town, do you think we will have a good life in the future?" A man sitting in the car behind him leaned against the car and asked. This man was the person in the town who had complained in front of the church why he didn't give his work to the locals first.

"But the priest took in the homeless man because of his kindness. Isn't it the same that we did this against the priest's wishes?" The villagers who drove the car were still a little uneasy. "Maybe we shouldn't tell the priest about this, and those people left after the work..."

Listening to his own unsure tone, the person behind him snorted: "Those people are like locusts, which cause trouble no matter where they go. Moreover, the wages paid for the bridge repair this time are quite high. You are willing to give them to others so casually. Don't forget that winter has just begun, and Christmas is not yet available. After that, we will not have new work until at least March. What should we do during this period?"

The man's words made the two companions silent. The three of them looked at each other. Although they didn't say anything, they gradually understood the other's meaning in their eyes.

Just as the three of them were about to break the silence, several black dots suddenly appeared in the distant fields.

Because it is covered with heavy snow everywhere, these people seem to be very obvious. Although the distance is still far, it is enough to attract attention.

"Who are those?" The villagers who drove the car straightened up and looked at the black spots in the distance that seemed to be moving in parallel with them. "Those people really don't care whether the horse is tired or not. They are afraid that they are so fast in the snow. If they are stuck in the snow nest, the horse's legs will break."

"I can't see clearly, but they should be soldiers, but I don't know which soldiers they are," the companion sitting next to him looked better, and then he licked his lips and said enviously, "Actually, I want to join the army, although it's dangerous, as long as I'm lucky, I can earn my wallet slowly after working for a few years."

"Then you have to be lucky, otherwise you might die early," the villager sitting behind muttered. He stood in the car and stood up and looked at the riders who were closer to them for a while. "It seems that these people are in a hurry. Are they going to go up to the town? I hope they are not here to cause trouble."

"If it's really a problem, should we report the message to Mr. Kombre?" The villagers who drove the bus asked with some concern, "We are working for him."

"I don't know, wait," the man behind him hesitated a little, and then said in confusion. "It's really strange why they suddenly entered the woods behind the town. Didn't they come to the town?"

"Maybe it's just passing by," he immediately sighed relieved when he heard this. "There are a lot of people, and there must be more than a dozen. If such a group of soldiers broke into the town and made trouble, it would be a joke."

"Yes," the man sitting behind slowly sat down and responded in confusion. He finally saw those people seemingly running towards the woods behind the town, which was not far from the church, which made the man a little uneasy. "Those people don't look like good people, I hope nothing is wrong."

Father Need was standing in the snow and walking anxiously. He had been waiting in the woods behind the church for a while, feeling a little cold on his feet and stomping back and forth for a few times.

With the sound of hoofs, a group of horse-riding figures appeared outside the woods, and then a dozen people ran towards the priest through the woods. When they stopped the war horses, everyone kept breathing out heat from their mouths because of running.

"You are late," said the priest with some complaint. "And you shouldn't come on horseback. I have no place to hide so many horses."

"But we have to leave as soon as possible," said the long-haired man, jumping off his horse. "Prince, we are different from you. Once we kill that Gombrey, we must leave this quickly no matter what. It is impossible without Marco."

Listening to the sarcasm in the tone of the long-haired man, the priest showed a hint of anger, but then he tried his best to calm himself down.

"Well, I'll solve the problem of horses, but you must not reveal it," said the priest to the others. "In a while, you will all change into the clothes of the homeless man I have prepared for you, and you cannot bring long weapons, only daggers and daggers."

"Don't worry, we've done this one again," a mercenary said indifferently. "After going in, we'll leave, we can make a lot of money, this deal is quite cost-effective."

"Be careful, this time is different," he didn't know when the short man came out of the back door of the monastery. He looked at the men under him. "Listen, although the identity of the person we are going to kill this time is not important, the person who hired us to do this must die, so we can't be careless." Speaking of this, he looked at the casual mercenary before, "Go and find some gray to wipe his face."

"What?"

"I said to find some gray. Your face was covered with oil. It was obvious that you had just had a meal. This was not a homeless man," the short man said, and said to others. "And you guys, you have to make yourself look hungry for a few days."

"Why don't we just come to that guy and chop off his head?" asked a man with a bald head.

"Because there is a whole squad of soldiers around that man, and some bohemians who look very tough," said the short man and looked at the people in front of him. "Although you are not the bravest mercenaries, I heard that you are the most cunning. There are many famous guys who have suffered losses in your hands, so I want to find you this time."

After saying that, the short man looked at the people in front of him carefully and carefully: "Listen, all I want is to kill that Gongbray. As far as I know, he can't stay here for two days, so I don't care what you use, I will kill him in these two days, and there will be no mistakes."

Speaking of this, the short man sighed: "Believe me, don't be careless. This person is difficult to deal with, especially the Bohemians under his command. They are guys who are very troublesome. If you don't want to suffer losses, you must be careful."

Just as the short man gave his accomplices face-to-face, the Bohemians, whom he called a headache, were frowning and looking at the strange group of Agris not far away.

There are about a dozen of these Agris. In addition to being more powerful than others, the weapons these people wear are slightly different.

In addition to spears and hooks, the Agris used muskets.

This allows them to only establish a stable formation during battle, and rely on dense spears and muskets mixed in the period, try to fight with the enemy at a distance and half-close place, instead of being too close to each other, or even stabbing each other directly into the body of each other with swords.

This is also the way Alexander imagined that the Agris could play a role. After all, it would take too long to expect a group of farmers who had just put down their farm tools to become soldiers who could stand alone.

But if a solid formation can be formed, the Agris can also fight against the enemy.

But these Agris were a little useless. In addition to carrying muskets, they even had sabers.

It is precisely because of this that it attracts the attention of the Bohemians.

The sabers were bought from the Bohemians. Alexander bought the dozen sabers at a good price and then used them to equip the guards he chose.

When Carlo asked in confusion why he was not allowed to use the sword for the guards, Alexander replied: "If I had to choose a weapon for myself to defend myself, I would choose a sabre, because this is the real weapon for killing people and self-protection."

But whether it was the Agri Guards or the Bohemians, they were somewhat resistant to Alexander's decision.

The Bohemians felt that it was a joke to let these farmers who had just thrown away their hoes use sabers, and the Agris were somewhat reluctant to like this weapon that was more pagan.

However, looking at the guards who were familiar with the equipment, Alexander was full of confidence, and he was still a little excited and expectant.

Alexander remembers that Juliano de la Rovere, the pope who was later called the God of War, did a lot of things, and the most famous of them was to use the famous Swiss people today to establish a Swiss guard for the Roman Catholic Church, which was famous for its bravery and loyalty.

Whenever he thought of this, Alexander couldn't help but try and wanted to build such a guard of his own.

But Alexander knew very well that with the development of firearms, his own guard was destined to be like the Swiss guard.

And Agri's hunters are undoubtedly the most suitable candidate for such a guard.

But Alexander didn't know that his guard was just born and was facing a difficult and harsh test.
Chapter completed!