Kiel's mission was completed very quickly, but no matter how fast it was, it was impossible to complete it before the army re-started. As a last resort, he had to let the militiamen who had been inspected set out in a whole team, and the militiamen who had not been inspected were separated into another team. Move around, and search while walking.
The scene looked a little ridiculous. The inspectors held the smelly and blood-stained militia clothes and equipment, and groped for the damaged coins hidden on these things as they walked.
And next to them were naked young militiamen who were eating bread, frowning as they watched others search their luggage.
Kiel sent some people to follow behind the unchecked militia team. He was afraid that some people would not want to be found picking up things, but also didn't want to return them to the baron. The broken coins that I picked up were thrown on the road.
The group of people who followed the crowd had to keep an eye on the grass where the militiamen walked to see if there were some shiny little things in it.
Some empty carriages sent by local merchants have alleviated their shortage of carriage capacity.
Many badly wounded militiamen had to lie in their wagons to catch up with the others on the march.
Everyone knew that it was not safe to stay where they were, and they had to rush to the local village along the trade route underground before sunset.
Although the local merchants sent people to assist Kendall's army, they still cautiously kept a certain distance from the army, falling not too far or too close, like a long-eared rabbit who has suffered a lot. If there is a sign of trouble, he will drill into the cave that he thinks is safe.
Hurry up, even though everyone has experienced an exciting day and is physically and mentally exhausted, the group of them still arrived at the end of the second day on the strange wind grassland before dark.
Another semi-underground village called Kamsey Village.
Compared with the previous village, this Kamsey village occupies a larger area, and a circle of several meters high mud wall surrounds the entire hill.
From afar, Kiel took advantage of the afterglow of the setting sun to see that on the ordinary-looking hill, there were smoke from fires emerging from various hidden earthen pillars.
Simply guessing, he felt that the people in this village should all live underground on this hill.
As long as they dug through the entire hill, they saved the trouble of building a house. Want a house? Go to the passage and dig one out by yourself.
Moreover, the excavated soil can also be used to build walls around the village to resist some small and large carnivorous beasts.
When the local caravan entered the Kamsey village, the Kendal army from the north was in trouble again.
They heard from the local caravans that the Kendals had fought a large scale battle with the harpies today, and that the human army suffered a small loss, while the monsters were completely wiped out.
This impactful fact made the villagers not know what to do, so they had no choice but to shirk the internal discussions in the village and let the Kendall army wait by the village wall.
But how is this possible?
Before today's incident happened yesterday, Baron Kendall had two knights destroy the wall and the gate of the underground passage in Thor Village before breaking in.
But today, the army is exhausted and the sky is about to get dark. How can he let everyone wait outside the village for a long time.
The baron rode on his horse, raised his chin slightly: "Although we shouldn't show violence, it seems that we Kendalls are all rude guys. But it seems that many people still don't understand clearly, and don't really let the other party know They don't have an intuitive awareness of how powerful they are."
Knight Rumi did not answer, he was a little worried, but just shut up and remained silent.
But Knight Crowe took the words: "That's the reason. They should have lost their awe and fear of the army and the nobles because of the vacuum of power of the nobility. , there are only business travelers going back and forth. It’s as if no one else exists in the world.”
"What to do? My lord."
Knight Crowe asked.
The baron pondered for a while, then lowered his head and asked Knight Crowe in a low voice, and Knight Crowe also whispered something to the baron.
"That's it, Rumi is going to destroy the gate of the village, and Crowe, you go to the top of the hill where this village is located, hehe, shake their homes. Make them sober."
"Yes, my lord." The two knights took the order and rode away.
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While the army waited outside the village, Keir continued to press on with his work.
It is impossible for him to put the unchecked militia into the village waiting for the night, but it is also impossible for him to wait outside for the unchecked militia to slowly check after dark.
It's not good for the top or the bottom, and he will be caught in the middle.
So Kiel asked the senior clerk in the horse-drawn carriage team to ask for more casual personnel, and all of them participated in the task of inspecting the militia.
In the same way, more cooks brought soft bread enough for everyone to feed their hunger, and distributed it to the militiamen to appease their emotions.
Guys with something to eat in their mouths don't bother to make trouble.
After all, their hands were holding the bread, and their speaking mouths were also occupied by the bread.
With more people assisting him, Kiel relaxed and looked at the two knights who ran out of the army.
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Rumi knights rode to the gate of the village on horseback on dirt roads that had been trodden out by travelers.
This gate was not built underground like the previous Thor village, but was built on the ground like other places.
The only difference is that the building at the gate of this village is quite thick. It is built layer by layer with thick mud bricks. Only half a face-sized observation shooting hole is exposed on the buildings on both sides. One body, covered with flowers and plants with thorns and thorns, against climbing beasts and flying harpies.
Knight Rumi shook his head. He thought that these humans who settled on the strange wind grassland really had some special abilities, but now, they just passively resisted the invasion and harassment of monsters and could only survive by relying on trade routes.
Although these villages seemed to be quite wealthy because of the caravans coming and going, he knew they were very fragile at a glance.
As long as there is no caravan passing through here for ten and a half months, these villages that rely on trade routes to survive will soon disappear.
Many years later, it is estimated that only the architectural relics of the village where they once lived will remain, but on the grassland where monsters are rampant, no one will take risks here.
As a result, these settled humans could only disappear silently.
Withdrawing his thoughts, Knight Rumi came to the gate of the village on a tall war horse, looked at the thick wooden gate embedded in the buildings on both sides for a while, and then said to the narrow and dark observation openings on both sides: "Sit still, I will destroy the gates of your village."
There was the sound of rapid breathing from the nearby observation port, but no one spoke.
I don't know whether he recognized him as a knight, so it was difficult to stop him, or he didn't recognize him, and felt that he didn't need to stop him, thinking that he was just talking big.
No matter what other people think, Knight Rumi jumped off his horse after finishing his speech, and walked to the gate of the tightly closed village with a slightly heavy step.
When he was on the horse, he could tell that this door was not the type that turned back and forth to open and close, but a rare heavy wooden door that was pulled from side to side.
The wooden door structure that moves from side to side will extend into the interior of the building on both sides of the gate, and the gap opened in the middle is just enough for a spacious horse cart to easily enter.
So the method of destroying it is also very simple. Since the door can only be opened and closed left and right, then he just presses against it and pushes it inward, and the door will naturally be scrapped. Reasons to prevaricate the people of this village.
It doesn't matter whether they believe it or not.
Boom!
A pair of big hands covered in steel firmly covered the surface of the solid and heavy wooden door.
Knight Rumi scratched the surface of the wooden door with his fingers, and found that the wooden door had been built for no more than ten years, and the anti-moth paint on the wooden surface had not fallen off in a short period of time.
"Unfortunately, it's probably not cheap."
Of course, wooden doors of this thickness and size are not cheap anywhere.
The knight stepped firmly on the dirt road with the treated foundation at the gate, and his legs exerted strength first.
Creaking, creaking friction sounded, and the high-density dirt floor couldn't bear the force, and was stepped on two deep dents.
Then came the bent waist.
creak, creak—
Once, the thick wooden door made a suspicious sound of unbearable thrust.
Where the surface of the wooden door was in contact with the steel palm, the paint wrinkled and cracked, and then spread out and fell to the ground in a slight deformation. The front of the gate, which was originally flat, was slightly sunken due to the strong push of the Rumi knight. Such a large and thick wooden board, which could be used as a city gate, groaned on the verge of collapse.
Finally, there are the arms that have not yet exerted strength.
creak, creak—
The entire wooden gate trembled slightly, and the joint between the two gates was deformed, revealing a gap half the width of a palm. This is already the maximum possible deformation of this piece of wood without breaking.
In the buildings made of mud bricks on both sides of the wooden door, the village youths who were standing guard inside were already frightened.
They never imagined that the slightly trembling walls and ground around them, as well as the village gate that kept whining, were all done by a human being.
These local-born villagers are not as knowledgeable as their parents. They don't know that other places call this kind of human beings knights.
It is a powerful fighter who can fight one hundred, or even one thousand.
"How to do how to do?"
"There's going to be a problem with the gate? We have to find a way to get out!"
"Help! This place is going to collapse! It must be collapsing!"
"Get out! Run!"
"Don't run! Come back!"
But everything is still messed up.
Just after Knight Rumi exerted all his strength, he took another deep breath, and then mobilized all the life energy in his body, even if part of the life energy was already difficult to control because of the broken oath.
All life energy is further strengthened with the movement of the body.
The muscles are bulging, the bones are tough, the joints and fascia are more protected, and naturally, more strength can be exerted.
"Hey! Open it for me!"
With a loud roar, Knight Rumi stepped on the ground several times, and pushed his whole body forward.
Accompanied by a loud cracking sound from the heavy wooden door, a huge crack and shatter occurred from the middle of the left and right doors.
The shattered wood fragments exploded towards the gate with a force stronger than that of a crossbow arrow, and immediately sent a young man who ran out of a nearby building into the air. The man tossed and turned on the ground.
But the more he turned, the deeper the wooden thorns would penetrate into his body.
At the same time, the Rumi knight also rushed forward a few steps, and the huge wooden door was pulled out from the gap on both sides beside him, and then fell to the open space.
He let out a breath, and left the large number of scattered wood fragments clutched in his left and right hands on the ground, whistled, and called his war horse, without looking at the people around him who were glaring at him. Young man, Shi Shiran turned and returned to the army.
On the return journey, he silently judged the various influences on the life energy in his body, as well as the extent and time of decline.
"At most one year, it will be out of control, hey."
He didn't take what he did just now to heart, but was silently thinking about his own affairs.
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After Knight Crowe parted ways with Knight Rumi, Shi Shiran pulled his horse and jumped over from the several meters high and wide dirt wall.
A fence of this height is already the height and width that ordinary people feel can resist most dangers.
But the thick wall, which is regarded as a security line, is still too low in the eyes of knights like Crowe Knight and the like.
It is so low that as long as you let your horse jump easily, you can 'cross' over. Don't even need to accelerate the horse, let the horse run.
Except for the hills in the center, the interior of Kamsey Village is similar to the Thor Village I have seen before near the wall. The spacious places are used to park the carriages of caravans.
The local caravan that came in before them was still busy parking the carriages together, and then connected them with ropes to resist the stronger wind at night.
Most of the people in the caravan walked excitedly towards the hill where the door opened to welcome the passengers.
At the place where the terrain between the hill and the wall begins to undulate, there is a building opening like the entrance of a mine~www.mtlnovel.com~ and a masonry building like the entrance of a deeply buried tomb.
This building is quite tall and smooth, so tall that a carriage can be driven in at the entrance, and smooth because its appearance is the same as the shell of a tortoise. Any places and things that the body monsters can grab.
As for the local caravan staff who were talking and laughing, when they saw the Crow knight jumping in, many of them showed expressions of fear, hurried into the building, and hid in the village.
Anyway, depending on the situation, they are not looking for trouble. Most likely, like Tor Village yesterday, they have no experience in dealing with marching troops, so they have to suffer a bit.
And some people hung around outside the hilly village curiously, looking curiously at the Crow knight who was riding up the hill, more like watching the excitement than looking at the situation.
On the contrary, these people are some older caravan stewards. They have a lot of experience. At this moment, they don't regard the unlucky thing in Kamsey Village as a big deal. Instead, they start a big bet with this.
They are betting how long it will take for the people in this village to apologize to these capable Kendal people.
Several people were laughing and laughing, one of them guessed the time, and the bet was the money bag they carried, which was still on the grass in front of several people.
Whoever wins, whoever guesses correctly, can take away all the pocket change of these caravan stewards.
It looks like pocket change, but because there are several big chambers of commerce in charge, there must be a lot of valuable gold coins in the purse. Not a small bet by any measure.
These businessmen, who are laughing, are using this method to vent today's pressure and anxiety.