The farce stopped when Vidocq intervened, and then Laumann and Walls continued to Laumann's camp.
When Lowman saw that Walls was silent, he thought that he was also intimidated by the young man's momentum, but Lowman's guess was simply wrong.
Walls was not intimidated by Madison at all. He was thinking about the origins and purposes of these three magicians. Everyone would be curious about some mysterious things, and Walls was certainly no exception.
"You don't have to think about these things. Your current strength is not enough to contact these magicians. I know you are very curious about magicians.
In the future, I will also teach you some magic, so you don't feel any mystery about these people." Wo Zhijinfinger spoke out, these magicians are not good to Walls, and they are not worth it.
A character for Walls to ponder.
The first priority is to take care of your subordinates, right?
Those magicians appeared too suddenly, which greatly attracted Walls, who had always been curious about magic.
But now is not the time for the Vols to think about that.
Walls is a sensible person, he knows what he was thinking just now, and he needs to adjust his mentality.
Saving his subordinates is the current goal.
"Well, this brat can do a good job as a teammate. I accept it." The Baron expressed his understanding of this situation.
[System prompt: Well, after all, he is the husband of the smoking king Ronnier.]
"Laoman, let's go faster." Walls said to Laoman who was following him. When Laoman heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then there was an expression of joy on his face. Yes, leave this place quickly.
, it is safest to return to your own camp.
He couldn't forget Madison's eyes.
It was at this time that Wo Zhijinfinger felt reassured.
Yes, you know the trade-offs. No matter how attractive this thing is to you, the most important thing is to be considerate of your subordinates.
"In my opinion, it's just that the ability is not enough to have the cake and eat it too. What do you think of the system?"
[System prompt: You are nothing but bullshit. Doesn’t the power of the dragon clan that you rely on for survival also rely on Ren’s help? 】
"That's also my personality charm! Otherwise, why do you think it can help me."
[System prompt: Is there no Walls? Wake up, honey.]
Night is coming soon, and the only moon in the sky is now covered by dark clouds. Is this a sign that something will happen tonight?
Maybe, Walls looked at the dark clouds in the sky and guessed wrong.
He didn't want his men to fight anymore. If they fought again, it was conceivable that his troops would suffer heavy losses.
When Walls returned to his camp alone carrying a bag of medicine, he passed by the entrance of the village again. Originally, Laumann wanted to send Walls back.
But because of Madison, he didn't dare to come out, so he stayed in his camp. And it was at this time that he saw something again.
There are so many things I saw today!
At the entrance of the village, on the road where he saw Vidocq and others at dusk today, Walls saw some firelight. This was someone holding a torch. Such torches were naturally used for lighting, but it was so late now.
Who will pass?
No! Walls stopped the steps he was about to take. Now the number of torches is increasing. It's not like one person, but a group of people.
What is it? Bandits or a caravan, or the army of the lord of this village?
Walls thought of many possibilities, but Walls secretly prayed in his heart that it wouldn't be a robber.
But praying is still of no use.
What is the person coming if he is not a robber?
As these people got closer and closer, Walls could already see these people clearly. As soon as he saw the costumes of these people holding torches, Walls knew who these people were.
They are snow bandits, bandits from the Kingdom of Vaegia.
Mullen is the leader of the snow bandits. He plans to go to the Kingdom of Nord to develop his own power. It's simple. Almost all pirates in the Kingdom of Nord have been wiped out, so they plan to go to the Kingdom of Nord to rob the caravan.
This is a big deal.
Mullen knew that several bandits had already gone to the Kingdom of Nord. In a short period of time, these bandits would not attract the attention of the Kingdom of Nord.
After suppressing the bandits, I believe the Nord Kingdom began to punish those corrupt officials to ensure that their money would not fall into the hands of others.
And Mullen was ready to start a big fight during this free time.
Now, his guys came to Mazan Village hoping to get some supplies. Of course, as bandits, they would not just use money in exchange for food, they would use threats.
Let's get some food from this group of farmers first, so that we can have enough supplies. This is the junction point between the Kingdom of Nord and the Kingdom of Vaegia.
If you go and rob yourself here, I believe that the lord of this village will not chase you to the Kingdom of Nord.
Will the Kingdom of Nord allow armed groups from neighboring countries to enter its territory?
This little lord could not afford to cause conflicts between the two countries.
The wise choice is to ignore it. This is the wise choice of the lord and the choice that Mullen wants to see most.
"Haha! Brothers, squeeze the food out of these farmers today, and then go to the Nord Kingdom to steal money."
Mullen happily said to his friends that he knew that farmers did not have much money, and if they wanted to find money, they should go to businessmen for money.
"Boss, are we going to get rich soon?" A short robber said next to Maren.
He has been a poor man since he was a child, and he longs for wealth.
"Of course, now is the time for us to get rich." Maren said happily.
His bandit team consisted of about fifty people. Although these fifty people could not completely capture the village, they could scare the farmers.
The wind got stronger and stronger at night.
One of the reasons why Mullen held up the torch was to provide lighting, and the other reason was that he wanted the farmers to discover their traces, so that they would feel fearful.
Just hand over your things obediently.
Maren looked at the village getting closer and closer to him.
Faintly he saw a figure.
Who is this person? Mullen thought curiously. Why is this person standing here? Could it be that these farmers discovered him so quickly? This is good news.
Mullen didn't think that these poor farmers had any hope of fighting him. His personnel and equipment were good, at least not worse than these farmers. One of his men could fight three people.
I don't know who shouted in the village, "The robbers are coming." Suddenly the whole village was panicked.
Ever since the lord of this village left here, the farmers here have been worried about this day. The lord's obligation is to protect his people.
All armed forces were in the hands of the lords. At this time, the peasants lost the protection of the lords, so they were like lambs.
But in fact, they are people, not sheep, they will resist, and they will try their best to resist these bandits.,] So a battle inevitably happened.
These farmers will not give away the harvest of their hard work to others so easily.
Walls stood at the entrance of the village and saw villagers running out one after another. He knew it was time to draw his sword.
Maren pulled out his sword. He liked to use swords. He would bring his favorite sword with him in every battle. It was his sword. Although the sword looked a little old, Maren still didn't want to use it.
throw away.
In terms of pure force, he is not as good as Wade, whom Walls met before, but he has another specialty. He can lead an army of fifty people and control them obediently. This is his
ability.
He is more like a commander-in-chief general than a warrior who fights in person.
He pointed his sword forward and said loudly: "We are the Maren Bandits. Call me your village chief."
The sound was loud enough for people in front of the village entrance to hear it.
Walls only saw more and more torches in the village, which showed that more and more people were coming out of the village, which meant that the defense force here was getting stronger and stronger.
The villagers in the village are basically voluntary when they come out to fight. They do not have strict discipline or good consciousness. Most of them are honest farmers. These farmers have never been on the battlefield, and they are basically equal to new recruits.
No!
The recruits all have some consciousness, but the farmers don't have much consciousness. They are just ordinary civilians, and they have never thought that one day they will be able to go to the battlefield.
Maybe, if they are in troubled times, they are more or less aware, and they may also know that they can be forced to go to the battlefield one day.
These things are difficult to determine for Walls.
But looking at these farmers holding their crude weapons, Walls felt that at least the farmers here were more aware.
It was at this time that an old man walked out of the crowd and saw Walls.
"You must be the caravan leader who stayed in our village. You have also seen the current situation.
The robbers are outside. If we don't unite together, maybe those inhumane robbers will burn down the whole village. I hope you can work with us to drive away these beasts."
There is no doubt that this old man is the village chief of Mazan Village.
"Please rest assured, my subordinates are all seriously injured. I will not let these scum disturb the rest of my companions. Come on, let us fight these scum together."