"Lord Valin, have you already collected the things I asked you to collect?"
After thinking about the attack plan for the last time in his mind, Vanigo asked the city leader. What the blacksmith needed was crucial to the attack, so he asked again.
"We have already found them. Those kind of things are everywhere in the forest. My people are very good at finding these things. I have begun to imagine what they will look like when they explode among the Bulgars. It must be a wonderful scene.
"
The face of the city lord was full of gloating. He personally led the team to collect those things, and he got into a lot of trouble for this. He even made people jump up and down at one point. He wished he could see those damn Bulgars suffering immediately.
"Okay, let's act according to the plan."
"good."
The order was conveyed by countless low voices, and the latent troops moved according to the plan.
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"Please pay attention to me. There is the Bulgar camp ahead. Shut your mouth later. Everything is going according to plan. Don't show your cowardice to me."
Valin sat on the cart, giving orders to the soldiers around him with a very natural look.
The cart was slowly moving forward on the dirt road, pulled by mules. The cart was filled, but it was covered with linen, so it was hard to see what was there.
Varin was wearing the armor ripped off the Bulgar officers, and he was surrounded by soldiers who had put on Bulgar armor.
In previous guerrilla operations, Varin consciously collected a large number of Bulgar armors, because he knew that these things would one day come in handy, and now they can all be used.
The pretenders will move forward with the carriage, while other warriors who cannot be disguised will lurk in the bushes on both sides of the road.
The leader of the city was a little nervous, and his normal expression was shattered, but when he thought that Vanigo's plan was so complete and he had brought so many people to support him, how could he stop himself?
He adjusted his expression and faced all this with the normal attitude he should have.
The castle lord actually wanted Vanigo to pretend to be the Bulgar officer, but he didn't speak the Bulgar language.
Vanigo not only knew the skills, but also had a very good understanding of the customs and culture of the Bulgars, but the blacksmith insisted that he should be the one, saying that this was the most appropriate strategy.
There was no other way, Valin had no choice but to bite the bullet.
The owner of the walled city sat in the car and looked at the walled city that once belonged to him not far away. In fact, the walled city renovated by the Bulgars was better than the original one.
The walled city is now well-constructed, with solid wooden walls, deep trenches, and tall wooden towers. The only way to enter the camp is through the gate, connected by a pull-up wooden bridge, but now the wooden bridge is pulled up
of.
There are two simple wooden towers next to the gate, but there are no retaining walls or baffles on them. There are several crossbowmen standing there.
The current walled city is close to the standard of a military fortress in the northern land. With a little development, it can become a settlement center. After all, people always want to live behind the city wall, which can give everyone more security.
However, the decorations and flowers that he spent a lot of effort to create and cultivate were all destroyed. The Bulgars removed them like garbage. This made him very angry and dissatisfied. Those things cost him nothing.
It's less money.
As they got closer and closer to the walled city, Varin in the car stood up and patted Vanigo on the shoulder beside the cart.
The blacksmith is wearing a set of heavy chain mail, with a long ax tied to his back. The cloth under the armor has a strong Bulgar style, and the ring on his hand is full of Persian style. At first glance, he is definitely a wealthy Bulgar man.
Not some Merian blacksmith.
The reason why Vanigo knows everything about Bulgar is because during the period when trade was restricted in the new city, he did business with Bulgar smugglers. During the contact, he gradually understood their culture and customs.
Although we don't need to be so sneaky now, the knowledge is still there.
The blacksmith immediately understood and blew a whistle, and several birds responded immediately. Valin nodded with satisfaction after hearing the response.
Valin's team lined up in two lines, with a fire-breathing dragon flying above their heads. They quickly approached the walled city. There was a row of Juma at the gate of the walled city. Behind the Juma stood a dozen soldiers and a warrior wearing scale armor.
Standing in the middle of the soldiers, behind him is the wooden bridge.
"Stop."
Seeing Valin and his entourage approaching, the warriors shouted to them, and the soldiers behind the horses pointed their spears at the intruders.
If it weren't for the way the group of people held spears and hoes just now, Valin might have been frightened by these people.
But the next moment he thought that the soldiers around him were similar, his mood immediately dropped. They were all extremely mushy, and what could be worse than that.
The archers on the wooden tower were also aiming at them. Similarly, if they hadn't been in such a hurry just now, the city owner might have been afraid. The deterrence of this group of people was really insufficient.
"Everyone stop."
Valin stretched out his hand to signal the team to stop. After everyone stopped, Valin got off the carriage, breathed a sigh of relief and relieved some of his tension, and then walked towards the Juma with Vanigo.
"Hello. I am Hawar, who is escorting the supplies. This is our escort order."
The warrior also walked towards Valin at the same time. After the two met, Valin handed the voucher to the warrior, while Vanigo said in Bulgarian that communication still had to be left to him.
The Bulgars couldn't help but take a second look at Vanigo, because Vanigo was very tall and looked like a good soldier at first sight.
"Well...that's no problem." The warrior glanced at Valin and the others with suspicious eyes, "But why don't you speak our language?"
"He is a mercenary. You know, the Amir of Aqad always likes to use some brave foreign warriors. I am the translator assigned to him."
Faced with doubts, Vanigo did not panic, but slowly told the lie he had prepared long ago. This was made up based on his understanding of Akade and deliberately went against the grain.
Vanigo thinks this way:
Under the current circumstances, this obviously problematic combination is okay, because everyone knows Aqad's habits, and it is too risky, and the Bulgars do not believe that anyone would do this, so it is easier to let them do this.
People believe.
"Well, okay, let's go there"
Vanigo made the right bet. Everyone knew that Akade used foreign mercenaries, and it was not surprising that he sometimes used mercenaries as officers.
The Bulgar warriors lowered their guard and let them pass directly.
As soon as the warrior finished speaking, the Bulgar soldiers began to move the horses away, and the wooden bridge also fell with a sound of sliding iron chains, opening the door.
Through the soldiers, you can see rows of tents behind the gate, with some soldiers walking and resting, and wounded soldiers receiving treatment.