Jan raised his hand high, and immediately two more Wiegand warriors came up to him, Jan whispered a few words to the two warriors, and the two warriors were stunned for a moment, then took out the axe they carried with him, and walked in the direction of William.

William's face turned white in an instant. He had been determined to die since he fell from his horse, but he still felt some fear when death came. In order to make his death look less cowardly, William closed his eyes tightly. Then, as his body felt a lightness, William felt as if his soul was about to ascend the gate of the Sardinia Garden......

A sharp pain interrupted William's thoughts, and William realized that he was not dead, but had fallen heavily to the ground.

William opened his eyes in confusion and looked at the woman standing in front of him, claiming to be the commander of these Wiegand people, and had to admit that a young woman of this grade who was probably similar to himself was better than him, at least she knew one more language than herself.

However, let women be commanders, these Wiegand people are really barbarians. Thinking of this, William regained some cultural self-confidence, got up from the ground, and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

Jan looked at the William who stood up, he was indeed taller and bigger than the Wiegand man, Jan thought to himself. Jan thought this as he stared vigorously at William, and speaking of which, it was the first time Jan had observed a living Great Prussian so closely.

William was a little uncomfortable with such a direct gaze, and he uneasily straightened the newly haired leather armor on his body so that he could look more majestic.

Half-loud, the assistant beside Yang finally couldn't stand it anymore, and he coughed lightly twice so that Yang could remember his and the other party's identities in time.

Yang just woke up from a dream, she frowned slightly, and said to William with some complaints: "You big Prux is too strange, you let you go, and you don't know how to escape?"

William blushed and said, "Our Great Prus is not a barbarian, if you can't let me go, what's the difference between that and a beast?"

"And what more do you want?" Jan bent her arm and put her hand on her waist, she was not afraid that this man would hurt herself at all, if he really had the ability to hurt himself, he would not be caught by a few big-headed soldiers on horseback, but she still clenched the dagger at her waist to be on the safe side.

Probably because of the sight, William didn't see the dagger on Young's waist, but he felt that Jan's posture was really amorous, and as far as the women in the town were concerned, it didn't seem to be half as good-looking as this Wiegand woman.

William hesitated and said, "You ...... You haven't given me back yet?" William had just finished saying this, and he wanted to give himself a slap in the face. This is in the enemy camp, the enemy camp! The villain in William's heart roared, how can you be stupid like this.

Young, who was standing in front of William, was stunned for a moment, how could the people of this town send such a fool to be a sentry?

Yang thought so in his heart, but his face showed a smiling expression, and said with a bargaining tone: "Then you also cut us two young men, how do you want to calculate this account?"

William didn't look away, to hide his embarrassment, looking in the direction of the small town of Valuno, William took a deep breath and said: "You let me go today, I owe you a life, and when we meet again on the battlefield, I will spare your life." ”

Somehow, William always felt a little fever in his face when he was talking about this, and he felt itching to scratch his heart and liver, and even had the urge to turn his head to look at Yang again. But he eventually overcomes, and William tells himself that this woman must have done some inexplicable witchcraft on him. Thinking of this, William felt his heartbeat somewhat calm. It's just a barbarian trick, and when you get back, you can call the priest in the town to pray somewhere.

Looking at this stupid boy, Young's heart was somewhat complicated, in fact, her idea of letting him go was very simple at the beginning, killing a sentry would have little impact on the enemy's strength, and even boost the morale of many enemies, generally speaking, it would do more harm than good.

But just now, looking at the figure of William leaving, Jan actually had the urge to say goodbye to him, as if the feeling of a tribesman sending a friend away from home.

It wasn't until William gradually disappeared from his sight that Jan slowly withdrew his gaze. It was terrible, Jan thought to himself, he had lost his temper twice a day. But she is by no means the kind of character who will be entangled for a long time because of a little thing, and after sorting out her thoughts in her mind a little, Jan quickly gave these two orders.

1. Mobilize all the people to collect some ready-made wood in the deserted villages.

Second, after the completion of the collection, directly burn the village to prevent future troubles.

"We've wasted too much time to do more detailed investigations. We must do what a vanguard should do before my father's army arrives, that's the bare minimum. ”

When Jan made such a sharp new deployment in the face of such variables, all the Wiegand people, including Jan himself, clearly felt that the resolute and resolute vanguard had returned.

When his son stood before him once again, the timber merchant, who had been completely disillusioned, could not say a word of excitement, and he could not believe his eyes, until William cried out: "Father, I am back." At that time, he hugged his son tightly and shed tears of excitement.

"My little William, Satin bless you, that you may come alive from the hands of those barbarians. ”

Although William was also very moved to see his father, after all, it was the good face of the young man who had the upper hand, he hugged his father's back and patted it lightly, and whispered in his father's ear: "Father, we are still on the street." ”

The timber merchant realized that he had lost his temper, and he raised his sleeve to wipe the tears from his face, and then let go of his son, who was already much taller than himself. Just as the merchant was about to take his son home for a good chat, a boy who looked to be only eleven or twelve years old hurried from the other side of the street, and he said breathlessly: "William, are you William's brother? Don't hurry home, the mayor may have something to talk to you about." ”

This child who rushed over was Vidia, because the citizens of the town had already performed their duties, especially the mercenaries brought out by Jose had to train and command the citizens all the time, and in the case of Vidia's initiative, the work of sending letters and messages to the mayor fell on Vidia's shoulders.

William glanced at his father, looking a little hesitant.

The merchant, who was also very good at taking care of the big picture, waved at his son, signaling that he should go to the mayor first. But when the son turned to leave, the merchant tugged at his child's clothes and admonished:

"The mayor has a lot to do right now, so it's better not to delay him too much. ”

When Vidia bounced up and down William to the mayor, it was the first time that William came to the mayor's house. Unlike the imaginary palatial mayor's house, William found that the mayor's home was actually quite simple, and he could see that the commonly used stone tables, porcelain bowls and other daily necessities had some traces of raw edges. The mayor himself seems to be a good character as rumored, and it looks like a spring breeze.

"Sit down, brave lad. If you can tell me about your experience over there, it would be a legend. Mayor Joyce looked a little tired, but still enthusiastically poured a bowl of mead for William.

The aroma of the honey wine touched William's nose slightly, speaking of which, William had not eaten or drunk for a day or two, and had been in a state of high nervous tension before, plus William's physique was not bad, so he forgot about it.

William looked at the mead in front of him, took it and took a big sip. The spicy taste of wine and sweet honey intertwined in William's mouth, almost choking him.

"People who haven't drunk water for too long can't drink it too fast, so I'll give you this drink first. Joyce looked at the young man sitting in front of him and said with a smile.

William put down the bowl with a red face. He remembered what his father had said, and then said, "Thank you for the kindness of the town lord, but you have to work so hard to prepare for so many things now, so let's talk about it directly." ”

Joyce scrutinized the young man, from the look in his eyes before he sat down to the look on his face when he drank the mead on the table. Although he couldn't believe that a good boy of Big Prus could surrender his feuding race, he was too busy now, and he really had to guard against many things.

After some careful observation, the mayor had a tentative belief that the young man would not be a traitor to the Great Prus, so he asked.

"Young man, you know. We don't have a clear understanding of the Wiegand army, only that they are very formidable warriors. Can you tell me about the weapons they use and their attacking habits?"

Faced with the mayor's question, William simply recalled his experience again:

"As you know, just yesterday morning I went on a sentry mission in the southeast corner of town. As I passed through a meadow, I faintly heard the sound of a search, so I rode over to check on the situation, but before I could touch the grass, several wooden, bony spears stabbed my horse. I fell off the horse's back, but because of the soft landing point, and the strength of their spears, I hardly felt any struggle on the horse, and my legs went straight down, so I quickly got up, and then I saw a group of Wiegand people coming up close to me, and one of them was wearing a helmet, and as far as I learned later, they seemed to be the leader......"

Joyce interrupted his narrative for a moment and asked, "Did you notice what they were wearing other than their helmets?"

William paused and said, "Most of them should be wearing the same leather armor as us, my lord, but I'm not sure about its material, because many of those leather armors are inlaid with a layer of scales, and from a distance, they look like they are wearing iron armor, but there are actually differences." In fact, when he had just fallen from his horse, William didn't have time to notice so many details, which he had observed when he was bored after being tied to a tree.

Joyce nodded secretly, this William is very meticulous, and can get a lot of useful information from his words, if this kid wants to be a mercenary in the future, he can recommend it to Jose, this is a good seedling.

"And then, how did you get caught and released?" Joyce continued.

"My lord, I don't know what is going on, they are very strong, probably because they let their guard down when they saw me fall from my horse, I cut two at once, but they cooperate very well, and their morale is high, as long as one person rushes up, he knocks me down empty-handed. When I woke up, I had already fallen into a tree......"

Speaking of this, William seemed to think of the girl named Jan Wegan again, and while his face turned red, he also remembered something, and hurriedly said:

"My lord, they have a female commander who knows witchcraft, and before you go any further, please find me a priest to take a look, I think that if there is a servant of Sardinia, even the most evil witchcraft cannot be touched. ”

Joyce was taken aback, witchcraft was a thing that was completely beyond his previous life experience, and he had to refer to the advice of a professional, his good brother Mende.

After some of the arguments and comparisons made by Vedia, Mender had a rough idea of what was going on, especially after he had confirmed that William did not appear to be anything unusual on the surface, and that he had not made any heretical remarks, and had already made a rough inference about William's condition.

"There shouldn't be much wrong with that young man," Mende declared to the citizens and colleagues standing in the Sardinia sanatorium, "but I'll go and see what the young man is doing to be on the safe side." With that, he followed Vidia to the mayor's house.

"May Sardyn bless your soul, Lord Priest. As soon as Mender entered the mayor's house, John held Mender's hand tightly as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

Looking at the red face of this young man, Mender smiled dumbly in his heart, where is this the appearance of a heretic, considering the age of this boy, I am afraid that it will not be for the girl of which family to become like this. He nodded slightly to his old buddy, then said to the mayor with a serious face, "Lord Joyce, I may need to be alone with this young man for a while. ”