Chapter 159 Attack
Mercenaries are not uncommon in this world. In fact, the history of this profession can even be traced back to the dark ages of the Gondor Empire. No matter how dynasties are replaced and how civilizations rise and fall, it seems that people always need such a group of wanderers. Armed personnel in the gray area fill the vacancies in the process of social operation. They are the "blood gloves" of the nobles and the "money warriors" of businessmen. When there is a lack of employers, they are desperate in the mountains.>
Mercenaries are legal, and even have formal guilds and a rough registration system, but almost every mercenary has done illegal things, but so what? In this barbaric and backward world, "law" itself is not something glamorous and just...&1t;/p>
According to the information returned by the spies, there are about twenty well-equipped mercenaries eyeing the refugee settlement with a population of hundreds, and there are at least three low-level knights and one or two mages sitting in the town, and others Even if they don't have a professional level, their combat effectiveness should be higher than that of ordinary soldiers. This kind of "elite gathering" mercenary group is really rare in this industry, and it also arouses Gawain's great curiosity and suspicion. The mercenaries who came, Gao Wenxun ordered Knight Philip to organize an army of 30 people and prepare to lead the team to "go out" in person. &1t;/p>
No matter where those mercenaries came from, they are threatening the refugees in this land, that is, threatening the future population security of Cecil Land. Gawain will not allow this situation to continue - it is all labor! &1t;/p>
And a legendary knight with 30 fully-armed Cecil combat soldiers to deal with 20 mercenaries may seem like a big deal, but Gawain has his own intentions: &1t;/p>
The 30 fully-armed Cecil combat soldiers were all new-generation "Magic Infantry" who had just completed their dressing-in the roar of machines in the machinery factory, the first batch of standard magic weapons had already walked off the production line, Thirty soldiers were equipped with brand-new heat ray guns and magic energy combat backpacks, and underwent basic shooting and coordination training. This is a fairly young unit, even if half of the members are veterans, they are in the new weapons. He was also inexperienced, but Gawain believed that these new warriors who could easily generate high-energy beams were definitely more effective than traditional soldiers, so he wanted to bring these soldiers to the test in actual combat. &1t;/p>
Thirty "Magic Infantry" assembled on the south bank of the Baishui River. Behind them was a bridge that had been completed not long ago and was temporarily used to connect the two sides of the river. , Serfs and slave laborers who have not yet obtained the status of free people—all gathered nearby, looking curiously at this army that was very different from their impressions.
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Those soldiers wore neatly enchanted light armor with basic strengthening magic. Each soldier wore a peculiarly shaped steel armguard on his left hand, and on his back was a new generation of hard combat backpacks that replaced the traditional marching bag. , the enchanted long sword and the spare sword are fastened to their waists and the side of the backpack with iron buckles, which look majestic. &1t;/p>
Gawain has trained these soldiers with strict discipline and reward and punishment system for a long time, and they themselves know that it is a special honor to be the first batch of "Magic Infantry", so at this moment they are all standing upright, even if there is a big one. Dui civilians pointed to this side with envious and amazed eyes in the distance, and none of them turned their heads. &1t;/p>
Knight Philip stepped forward: "Sir, the soldiers and the supply convoy have been assembled and can leave at any time."&1t;/p>
Gawain nodded and glanced at Amber next to him - this time, apart from Amber and Philip, he did not bring any more people. He believed that there were 30 magic-guided infantrymen, plus his own formation, it was only a matter of time. Twenty or so mercenaries can't make much waves: "Then we will..."&1t;/p>
Before he could finish speaking, suddenly there was a faint commotion among the civilians in the distance, and a loud voice came from the crowd: "Let me go, let me go... Thanks to the Holy Light for giving me some space. Son... Holy Light, you stepped on my foot... Let me thank you, for the sake of Holy Light..."&1t;/p>
Gawain was stunned to see the pile of people separated from the middle, and then the Schwarzenegger-type missionary named Wright ran all the way to this side. &1t;/p>
He was wearing the shabby priestly robe of the Holy Light, the robe that didn't fit well was a little tight against his body, and the muscle lines of his body could hardly be hidden from under the robe. The infidels are alike. &1t;/p>
"Holy Light! I'm coming..." Wright ran to the front of the troops and looked up at Gawain on the horse, but he was stunned as soon as he said a few words, "It's you? You're not... in charge of the construction site. What?"&1t;/p>
Because I didn't get Gawain's permission, no one told the missionary for so many days that the lord of this land was the big man who sat on the brick stack with him and chatted...&1t;/p>
Gao Wen didn't expect to meet the other party again under such circumstances, and his identity could not be hidden, so he nodded with a smile: "I didn't lie to you at the time, I was indeed in charge of this land— Lords are also in charge, aren't they?"&1t;/p>
"Holy Light! Are you the lord of this land?! The legendary Gawain Cecil who jumped out of his coffin in a rage?!" Wright exclaimed, and drew a picture of Saint on his chest with his hand. Symbol of the God of Light, "I thought you were the foreman!"&1t;/p>
Gao Wen: "..."&1t;/p>
The knight Philip next to him suddenly drew his sword: "Missionary! Pay attention to your words and deeds! No..."&1t;/p>
"Cough," Gawain quickly blocked Philip's upcoming duel request, "Don't get excited, this... is one of the versions of the rumors that I let Byron spread..."&1t;/p>
Amber rolled his eyes: "It's your own sin, and I don't know how many folk versions will continue to leaven in the future."&1t;/p>
Philip ap;Gawain: "..."&1t;/p>
After a moment of embarrassment, Gawain had to divert everyone's attention, he looked at Wright: "I'm sorry I didn't tell you my true identity when we first met, I just wanted to talk to you as an ordinary person, so I can understand Look at the clergy of this age."&1t;/p>
"Understandably, this is a prudent and sensible move," Wright smiled freely. "It seems that I don't have to continue to worry about whether my documents are really sent to the lord."&1t;/p>
Gao Wen twitched the corners of his mouth and looked at the missionary curiously: "What are you doing here with me? You should see that we are about to set off."&1t;/p>
"That's what I'm here for," Wright straightened up immediately, "I want to go out with you."&1t;/p>
This surprised Gawain: "Why? You are not my soldier, nor the lord's advisor, why do you want to come with us?"&1t;/p>
"How can there be no military chaplains in the army?" Wright looked right, "and as the only priest of the Holy Light Church here, I am obliged to use my power to help everyone on this land, especially in the practice of justice. When the time came - I heard that you are going to rescue a group of refugees who are starving in the wilderness, and I have to go to this kind of thing."&1t;/p>
Gawain's brows couldn't help but jump a little - the other party's words were in line with the teachings and people's moral values, but how many priests of the Holy Light Church really take these teachings seriously in this era? This guy... no wonder he was kicked out of the church in the central parish. &1t;/p>
Even if he just thinks about it, Gawain can guess how unpopular this guy with the wrong style of painting is in the church. &1t;/p>
But Philip, who was also pious and chivalrous next to him, greatly appreciated Wright's words. The young and rigid knight seemed to have forgotten that he had drawn his sword and planned to fight the opponent, and at this time he praised: "What an honest man. The words of a sergeant, Pastor Wright, you are not only a good priest, but also have a chivalrous spirit!"&1t;/p>
Gawain, on the other hand, looked at Wright up and down, thinking quickly in his heart. &1t;/p>
According to his first reaction, it was to reject this weird priest of the Holy Light. &1t;/p>
A military operation, even if it is just a small operation to destroy a wave of mercenaries, should be serious and serious. A priest of the Holy Light who suddenly asked to "cut the queue" made Gao Wen feel uncomfortable, but after thinking for a moment, he felt It's okay to bring this pastor. &1t;/p>
Perhaps this is a good opportunity to observe each other, and what Wright said is indeed true - the military chaplain is very necessary. &1t;/p>
Although the soldiers all brought the healing potions prepared by Pittman and his assistants, it is of course better to have a professional healer in the team. At this time, the old Druid is conducting a key experiment to promote the production of plants. Law accompanies him, and Wright can just fill this vacancy. &1t;/p>
As long as the pastor can follow instructions. &1t;/p>
"Don't worry, it's not the first time I've served as a military chaplain," Wright smiled confidently when he heard Gawain's request, "Although the central region is peaceful, there are often lords who organize troops to destroy robbers and monsters in the mountains. He is often sent by the church to serve as a military chaplain, and he is very familiar with all this.”&1t;/p>
Gawain looked at the tendons all over the pastor, and doubted whether he was with the army or led the army to charge...&1t;/p>
In the end, a strange priest of the Holy Light was added to the team. &1t;/p>
Under the watchful eyes of the people, the team went out. &1t;/p>
At the same time, across the forests and wilderness on the north side of the Baishui River, across the refugees who are starving in the wilderness and the greedy thugs who treat the refugees as prey, the family castle that the Kant family has inherited from generation to generation is just like the past few hundred years. , still standing quietly on the hill next to "Quilin Town". &1t;/p>
This glorious family has ruled this land for more than 300 years. When the Cecil family had not yet declined, it already existed here as a rare "independent nobleman" in the South. After the decline of the Cecil family, The Kant family fortunately escaped the storm that upended the situation in the entire southern region, and is still firmly rooted here, and has continued to this day. &1t;/p>
Three hundred years of time is enough to polish the most glorious and majestic fortress in the past. Even after many renovations and repairs, Kant Castle will inevitably show the vicissitudes of life. Its traditional narrow and long windows are high Inlaid on the thick stone wall, even at noon, every room in the castle is filled with shadowy darkness. &1t;/p>
The already aged Viscount Victor Conde was sitting in his study, and a little sunlight poured into the room from the narrow window behind him, making his hunched body even more gloomy. Folding the parchment, the paper was filled with inexplicable symbols and graffiti-like words, and then he raised his head and looked at the housekeeper as old as him: "Mr. Carter, those 'hounds' have found new prey? ”&1t;/p>
"Yes, my lord," the old butler bent slightly, "in the mountains to the south, a group of malnourished homeless people who don't even know their upcoming fate - but the hounds haven't done it yet. ."&1t;/p>
"They want money, more money," Victor Kant's head trembled, as if angry, but his tone was smiling, "Dogs need the reward of food to work hard for their masters, The same goes for the two-legged dogs...then give them 'food'. Mr. Carter, send someone with a purse to those hounds, tell them, hurry up and bring me the refugees - if they If it is delayed any longer, there will be no next cooperation. Now it is Frost Moon, they should know very well that there are not many opportunities to make this kind of money."&1t;/p>
"Yes, sir."&1t;/p>
The old housekeeper left, Victor Kant bowed his head again, buried in those chaotic symbols and lines, the noon sun shone hard through the narrow window into the study, as dim as a thick and thick fog Vague. &1t;/p>
And in this dim and fuzzy sunlight, the shadow of Victor Kant was pulled out from the desk, and the shadow was shaky, not humanoid...&1t;/p>
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