Chapter 957 Act Individually

Vaughan walked in front, looking back from time to time at the flatbed cart being pushed by two militiamen.

Looking at the 'trophies' piled up on the flatbed truck, the young militia captain could not hide the excitement on his face, especially the two pieces of leather armor, which made the young man couldn't help but slow down and raise his head. He raised his hand and touched the leather armor again.

The leather armor is made of tanned cowhide and wild boar skin, and is sewn with hemp rope made from sword-spine grass and beef sinew. It is not only strong and reliable, but also has a strong defense against being hacked.

Not to mention the leather armor itself!

When Vaughan discovered this leather armor, he tested it himself.

Of course, young people are reluctant to test with real swords and guns, but use a more subtle method - one derived from the hunter's feelings about leather.

He can guarantee that this leather armor can not only face the slashing of swords, but also has excellent defense against arrows.

At least, ordinary bows and crossbows cannot break through the leather armor's defense within 20 meters.

The young man couldn't help imagining himself wearing this leather armor in his mind.

Of course, Vaughn's personality determined that he would not take these two pieces of leather armor. He would give them all to Qin Ran, just like other 'trophies'.

Utensils made of copper and a small amount of silver.

A lot of coppers, a small bag of silver coins, and six gold coins.

These are all the spoils of war.

Not as valuable as Qin Ran imagined, but not bad.

"Keep the coins, and the utensils will be rewarded to everyone according to the performance tonight."

"As for the two leather armors... Vaughn, you can have one, don't refuse, your performance is enough for you to have such a leather armor."

"The remaining one is hung in the security station - whoever performs well in the next mission and operation will be its owner."

"Of course, you also have to show enough common sense in leather armor care."

Qin Ran stood in front of the militiamen and said loudly.

The fair and generous rewards were unanimously supported by the militia.

The slightly humorous words made the militiamen burst into laughter.

Therefore, no one objected to Qin Ran's next order, even if they stayed up all night.

"I know everyone is very tired, but Broken Stone Town still needs us to protect it."

"Vaughn, you divide everyone into two groups, and try to find a balance in rest and patrol as much as possible."

"Also, we need more manpower to expand the team. After the mission is arranged, you come to me to discuss in detail."

Qin Ran ordered.

"Understood, sir."

The young man who couldn't wait to put on the new leather armor said loudly.

And as vigorous and resolute as ever.

About ten minutes later, Vaughan returned to the police station. He looked at Kieran who was sitting in a chair and Mayor Hall who was standing on one side. The young man greeted them politely.

"My lord, the mayor."

After Qin Ran nodded and motioned for the other party to sit down, he said: "I need to expand the militia team to about fifty people."

"You also need a full set of weapons and equipment, and these people must have a certain combat foundation."

"My lord, this is impossible!"

"The permanent population of Gravel Town is only about 300. It is impossible to gather the number of people you require, let alone a full set of weapons, equipment and a certain combat foundation."

When the young man faced Qin Ran's suggestion, he immediately shook his head, indicating that it was impossible.

"The permanent population of Gravel Town is not good. We can start with the caravan guards and mercenaries. Some of them are willing to continue wandering, but there are also people who are tired of wandering and want to settle down. These are the people we can I hope you, Vaughn, will find reliable and trustworthy people among these people in the next few days.”

"Then I will go and convince them myself."

"As for weapons and equipment?"

"As mercenaries and guards, their armor and weapons will not be any worse."

Qin Ran didn't speak, and Hall on the side spoke for Qin Ran.

Hall, who was controlled by Kieran, had already prioritized Kieran's will. He had already thought of what to do when Kieran opened his mouth.

Compared with the previous inspection of official documents and the failure to obtain any abnormal information about the surroundings, Hall did not want to fail this time.

"Okay, I'll give it a try."

The young man said without much confidence.

However, the operation still maintains efficiency.

When the young man left, Hall turned to look at Kieran, waiting for orders.

Kieran didn't pause and gave instructions directly.

"Not only is it an expansion of the number of militiamen, you also need to help me bring back a fortune and fifty high-quality war horses."

"Seil, I gave you a chance, I hope you won't let me down."

"Two of you, Snark, Blue and Wylie, will work with Vaughn to protect the town, and the remaining one will help Hall bring back what belongs to us."

"Yes, sir."

Those who were called one by one immediately bowed in response.

Then, they all acted in unison.

Only Old Bic stood there anxiously.

"Sir, do you want to go to that guy's secret stronghold alone?"

Old Bic asked tentatively.

"of course not."

"It's two people, you and me."

The first half of the sentence made Old Bick sigh in relief, but the second half of the sentence made Old Bick so frightened that he almost fell to the ground.

"S-Sir, if this is a joke, it's not funny at all."

"I have never doubted your strength, sir, but that secret stronghold was not only heavily guarded, but also very strange. Many people had their thoughts on it when it appeared, but in the end they all disappeared, disappearing silently. No, you can’t see people alive and dead, but you can’t see corpses.”

"Sir, please, I don't want to die so early."

"We can wait for the 'trading day' and then enter when it opens. There is no need to take such a big risk now."

Old Bic said almost pleadingly.

"Once a month, the last trading day ended three days ago. It's really too long to wait for the next trading day."

"I don't have that much time."

"You can also choose not to go, and I will hang you outside the town right now."

Kieran said calmly.

But the tone left no room for doubt.

Old Bic looked at Qin Ran sadly and stopped talking.

With the guys who had been hanged here, he knew that Qin Ran could do what he said.

Die in a moment.

Or die now.

Old Bic knew how to choose.

"Sir, when shall we set off?"

Old Bic asked.

"Now."

Kieran gave him some time.

"Can you wait for me for a moment?"

"I need to prepare a few things, maybe we can use them - don't worry, they are all things that are not dangerous to you."

"A rooster, a she-cat and a bundle of fresh grass."

As he spoke, Old Bic reported three names, and immediately, the innkeeper explained: "This is information I collected at a high cost. I originally wanted... I hope they will be useful."

Old Bic said vaguely.

No need to ask, Qin Ran knew what the other party originally wanted to do.

It’s nothing more than ‘black, eat, black’.

Even though the contact was brief, it was enough for Qin Ran to understand the character of the dwarf-like hotel owner in front of him.

However, Kieran was not interested in delving into the heart of an old man with a dark and cunning personality. His attention was attracted when the other party mentioned the so-called secret stronghold.

You know, it's called the 'Secret City'.

PS first update~