"call"

Simon dodged the two-handed axe that was coming towards him.

"This man has such a great brute force. If he gets hit, even if the chain mail blocks the chopping, the powerful force will break the bone." Simon thought to himself.

"Oh, why do you keep dodging like a rat crossing the street? Can't you face the battle head-on like a man?" Jack axe arrogantly provoked. However, he still did not dare to let go without scruples, because Simon was also looking for his flaws when he dodged.

"I'm wearing heavy mail. Not only do I dodge slowly but not agilely, but I can't hold on with my physical strength over time." Simon thought, looking carefully at this guy who was like a bull.

"not good!"

Jack, the long axe, hit Simon's shield with the blunt side of the axe, and he suddenly hit Simon's shield with his hand. Simon was so shocked that he took a few steps back, and felt that the hand holding the shield was numb.

"Master, are you okay?" The recruits around looked at Simon worriedly, and even Crentine and Hunter Bill set up bows and aimed at Jack the long axe.

"I'm fine, I can handle that guy with a well-developed limbs and simple mind." Simon waved his hand.

"It's a burden anyway!" Simon instantly felt much lighter all over his body.

"Go to die!"

Constantly wielding his hands and axe made Jack feel a little exhausted. He took a deep breath and quickly swung his axe to the guy in front of him who annoyed him.

Simon sideways avoids this fatal blow.

Seeing that Jack was unable to collect the axe, he simply rushed forward at full speed and prepared to hit Simon with his elbow with his leather wrist guards.

"flaw!"

Simon made a quick judgment in his heart, and met Jack's surprised eyes, and stabbed the sword in his hand to Jack's abdomen with the greatest strength.

"Damn it!" Jack axe realized Simon's intention and immediately wanted to hold back his elbow-hitting arm. Instead, he used the axe handle of his hands to pick out the sword that was stabbed. However, he was still one step slower.

"laugh"

With the sound of a sharp sword entering the flesh, Simon also suffered an elbow strike and was pressed under Jack, who was rushing over.

The sword penetrated from Jack the axe and stabbed out of his back.

Feeling the warmth coming from his hands, Simon held the wet hilt and twisted it hard.

"Ahhhhhh!"

Jack felt the colic from his abdomen and howled in pain. He took out a dagger from his waist and was about to stab Simon under him.

The recruits watched in a daze. It was not until Jack Long Axe touched his hand to his waist that several recruits quickly reacted, put down their shields and hand axes, and rushed forward.

Simon felt pain suddenly coming from his left waist, and then Jack the long axe was controlled by the recruits who rushed forward.

Jack, who was pressing on Simon's long axe, was lifted up by the recruits and dragged it to the open space on one side. Several recruits holding thick ropes tied up his hands and feet.

"Master, you are not injured, are you?" Little Crine rushed over, squatted in front of Simon, and asked anxiously.

"Low-pain. Look at what's wrong with my waist." Simon gasped, feeling that his waist was almost in pain.

"Master, that despicable guy's dagger didn't pierce the mail, don't worry." Little Crine looked at Simon's waist. Except for the dark red stained by Jack's blood from the long axe, the mail was not damaged.

Simon knew that the chain mail his father gave him this time saved his life. It is hard to imagine what the consequences would be if the hygiene conditions were extremely backward and most doctors pursued bloodletting therapy.

...

When the bandit leader ran to the entrance of the cave, he saw that his subordinates were at a disadvantage, and even some cowardly guys fled into the forest directly to the enemy, and he knew that his situation was over.

But this greedy old wolf couldn't bear the spoils and wealth accumulated in the cave.

"Four you, go around from the side to the back of their shield wall and harass them. Webber, you and I will take the two big bags of Transnier silver coins in the hole. After you escape, you go to the previous camping point in Wesel Village in the north to meet me." The bandit leader quickly made arrangements and entered the abandoned mine with an old subordinate who had been with him for a long time.

When he and Webber took the silver coins and quickly turned back to the entrance of the cave, Jack's shouts of killing from the long axe and the sharp screams of a stranger came from outside the cave.

"Hehe, how could those farmers beat Jack, who was killing people like a murderous long axe. When he breaks out, I have to have a good drink with him." The bandit leader thought and accelerated his pace.

But the moment he rushed out of the cave, a black shadow pounced on him.

The bandit leader raised his hand and slashed his sword, but he cut on the solid oak shield.

"Hell!"

Then, the bandit leader's eyes turned black and was knocked to the ground by a strong shield. The large bag of Transnell silver coins in his hand were scattered like fairies scattered flowers.

The back of Webber just reacted and quickly pulled out the short sword, but was stabbed on the shoulder by an old serf covered in earth.

The bandit leader came to his senses and saw the hateful fat man in front of him clearly. He was punched in the face again, his eyes were filled with golden flowers, and his head became groggy.

"Tie him up." The fat man stood up and kicked the sword in the bandit leader's hand aside.

"Help! Help!"

At this time, a hurried cry for help came from the cave.

"You tie them up and pack up the scattered silver coins. Remember, after the war, Mr. Simon will reward you. If I find out, who will dare to hide it privately at this time?" The fat man sneered and glanced at the two old serfs who were shining in his eyes, raised the sharp armed axe in his hand, "I will chop off the greedy guy's head with my own hands!"

After saying that, the fat man took a torch from the wall of the hole at the entrance and walked in.

...

"Who are you?" Alice looked at the tall and fat man in front of her with some anxiety.

"Don't be afraid, I am Hoffman, the attendant of Sir Simon of the Dorsten family. The bandits outside have been cleaned up by us, and you are safe now." The fat man said, cutting the thick rope that bound Alice and the old brewer with his armed axe.

"Thank you, dear sir! Thank you for saving our father and daughter from the fire and water. May God bless you." The old winemaker pulled Alice to thank the fat man.

However, as the soldiers coming in behind moved all the spoils in the cave out of the cave, his expression was gloomy.

Now all their belongings are Simon's spoils according to law. For them, it is already a blessing in disgrace to save their lives and avoid ransom and bullying from the bandits.

At this time, Simon came down to the entrance of the cave with the help of two new recruits.

"This is my master!" The fat man said to the father and daughter, and then looked at Simon worriedly, "What's wrong with you, Master? Is it okay?"

"I'm fine, a little bit of a wound. Fatty, what's going on here?"

"Master, I took a few recruits to capture the bandit leader, seized their spoils, and rescued a pair of kidnapped father and daughter." The fat man walked forward, let a recruit go away, and personally helped Simon.

"Hello, dear Lord Simon," the old brewer put his left hand on his right chest and bowed, "Thank you very much for your life-saving grace. But to be honest, I am now a pauper with nothing. If you can allow me to make wine in your territory and pay taxes to redeem the brewing tools that are now your spoils, I will be grateful."

The old brewer was also very nervous.

Even if he and Alice went to his territory with Simon's army, they could not afford to pay for their long-term accommodation. If they continued to go to relatives or returned to the port of Freirens to work as winemakers, he would have no tools to start from the lowest level of work. Not to mention that there were thieves and bandits all over the way.

So it’s better to join the lord in front of you first, redeem the tools and save some savings before making plans.

Simon squinted his eyes and thought.

In summer, barley and oats watered through farm fertilizer in the fields of their own territory will usher in a bumper harvest. If you just sell the excess grain, it is better to make it into ale and then sell it to a valuable price.

After accepting this brewer, you can also have a stable source of wine.

"Young Master, there are no brewers in our territory. Why don't you take in this poor father and daughter?" The fat man couldn't help but plead with Simon. He swears that he didn't plead for the reason of that beautiful brown-haired wine lady.

With the answer in his heart, Simon smiled slightly.

"Yes, I can allow you to pay taxes to redeem your tools in my territory. I just happened to be building a castle, and when I go back, I will build a winemaking workshop next to the village."

"Thank you, kind Lord!" The brewer saluted again. Alice also lowered her head and squatted down slightly with her skirt in her arms.

"Little Klein, go to the village and bring the pack horse with the trailer. The others clean the battlefield, count the spoils and prisoners of war, dig holes and bury dead bodies! Let our brothers' bodies beside and transported back to the village for burial later." Simon ordered.

"By the way, fat man," Simon turned his head, "When you go back, you ride my war horse to Hinxor village and invite the pastor to come and hold a funeral for the dead brothers."

"Okay young master."

Looking at the seven or eight prisoners of war tied not far away and the trophy brought out from the hole by the recruits, Simon finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!