William chopped off the head of the mage leader with one knife, and then quickly rushed into the defensive circle surrounded by four-wheeled carriages. When he saw the situation clearly, he felt angry and funny.

Feniya didn't spend much effort to knock down the three remaining enemies. They were not Black Sword sergeants, but slave traders from Zhentil Castle.

What is annoying is that the male slaves who were not imprisoned actually tried to attack Fenia under the threat of the fallen slave trader, because the half-giant was told by William before the battle to carefully protect these captured slaves.

They were refugees, so she was a little constrained when taking action. She didn't dare to slash them with Thunder Frost, so she could only drive them away with her strength and fists.

William was angry at these bastards for helping him do evil, and without knowing what was good or bad, he went forward and knocked them down one by one. Although he did not take the lives of these stupid bastards, nor did he mutilate their limbs, he unleashed the tormenting darkness.

The method made them suffer a lot of physical and mental training, so that many of them were wailing and rolling on the ground, and many weak-willed guys even became incontinent.

With the women and children in the four-wheeled carriage being rescued, this imperfect raid came to an end, but William was not very satisfied with the performance of his soldiers.

These soldiers, who were homeless refugees a few days ago, not only have terrible tactical skills, but also like to be hot-headed.

Compared to fighting in military formations, they are more accustomed to fighting in small groups. This was extremely obvious when they surrounded and killed the remaining orcs.

It should be noted that fighting with a small team of a few or a dozen people, and fighting with a regiment of hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of people are completely different concepts.

William estimated that if he wanted to defeat Zhentil Castle, he would not have to think about it without an army of several thousand men, so he had always wanted to imitate some experiences in his previous life and build an army with laws and prohibitions.

However, it seems that this idea has a long way to go.

Moreover, the psychological quality of these people is not good. Of course, it does not mean that they dare not fight. On the contrary, the refugee soldiers are very skilled in fighting skills, have a tacit understanding of small cooperation, and are full of fighting spirit.

It's just that they tend to inflate themselves even if they achieve a little bit, and then blindly challenge opponents they can't actually face. In fact, this is also a common problem among most locals in Faerûn. A farmer only needs to be lucky enough to kill three or two goblins.

, I felt that I was extremely talented and a born hero and adventurer, and then I embarked on the path of no return as an adventurer.

For a person who relies on adventure and fighting for a living, the experience of failure is even more valuable than constant victory, because it can make you grow your brain.

Fortunately, the temporary acting commander selected by William was not bad. The female mage apprentice Diya grabbed the reins of the refugee soldiers who were about to run away in time, saving them from suffering a tragic blow.

Most of the freed women and children were reunited with their families. It was only then that these people were convinced that they had been truly saved, and countless people couldn't help crying.

Of course, it would be better if some men, who are the breadwinners of the family, could have less stinky smell on their bodies.

Of course, there are also those who hold the corpse and cry bitterly. When the man in their family was dragging the carriage to build a defensive circle, he was stabbed to death on the spot because he was too slow. In fact, these people who have lost their loved ones should feel lucky. If it were not for William and them

If they defeat the Black Sword Sergeant and the orcs, they will inevitably become the orcs' dinner without the bonds of men.

The refugee soldiers gathered these poor people who had just gained freedom. William stood on the top of the carriage and shouted to them: "You gentlemen and ladies who have just gained freedom, I am Lord William, and I have rescued you, but

This is not free. I hope you can join my territory and work for me. In exchange, I will protect the safety of all of you and ensure that you have enough food and clothing to give you a warm and safe comfort.

home."

At this time, a little girl who seemed to be about the same age as Missal suddenly stood up. Regardless of the obstruction of the adult woman next to her, she loudly said: "Kind Lord, what will happen if we don't join?"

There is only a woman who seems to be her mother beside the girl, and there is no male figure as a father. However, this little girl is braver than all the men. This is something that William admires very much, and it is also what he places his hope on.

The qualities that little Mishal can possess, that little one is almost as sensitive as a shy fawn at first.

William did not jump off the carriage. He looked down at the little girl condescendingly, wanting to see if this little guy was really brave enough.

He pretended to be cold and said: "I have established a refugee camp on the edge of the jungle in the north. Anyone who is willing to follow me can join the camp and receive full food and safety protection. Those who are unwilling to join me,

You will not be allowed to enter the camp, nor will you be allowed to stay nearby, but I will give you a little food so that you can have the strength to move to other places."

The little girl had long golden hair and stubborn eyes, but she unexpectedly laughed and said: "My mother and I are willing to join your territory, Lord. I thought you would say that we would arrest or forcibly evict you."

What about those who don’t want to join?”

William jumped down from the carriage, looked at this smart little girl, and said: "Can I know your name? Brave lady!"

The little girl said: "My name is Seluer, I am nine years old this year."

William really likes this little guy. A child with this kind of heart is really rare. He is simply an uncut jade. William believes that after his own teaching, this child will definitely become little Mishal.

Evenly matched or even slightly better opponents.

That's right, William somehow developed a love for this child's talent and wanted to train her.

Seluer's mother saluted William and said: "Dear Lord, thank you for taking me in. I am Maya, the mother of this child. Please tolerate Seluer's rude behavior towards you."

William looked up and suddenly discovered that Seluer's mother Maya was a rare beauty. She had three-dimensional facial features that were almost sharp like a knife, a high nose bridge, big eyes, sword-like eyebrows, and plump lip lines, which made people look at her.

As soon as I saw her, I felt an urge to possess her.

Of course, William is now able to control himself very well. Although he is indeed amazed by this woman, what really attracts William's attention is Serul as his daughter. In front of his future apprentice, he has to show it
Chapter completed!