"Chad you lead a small team to control the direction of the Bastille, and if you find that the Bastille is sending troops out of the city, immediately send someone to report back, if you encounter slave hunters who go back to ask for help on the road, don't touch them, not only don't touch them, but also protect them, and make sure that the letter for help is sent back to the Bastille, you can choose people to set off, without half a minute delay. ”

"Commanded. ”

"The rest of the people split up and go to all the villages they can find, gather all the people they can muster, and I'm going to make the Andes Mountains completely change, let's do it. ”

"Yes. ”

Maybe it was Sean's neat command voice, or maybe it was the impassioned sentence at the end, 'I'm going to make the Andes Mountains completely change the sky', which stimulated everyone's expressions and became very excited, they had been waiting for this day for a lifetime.

If someone else said such a thing, they would have scoffed, and if it came out of Sean's mouth, they firmly believed that this trust did not come out of thin air, but accumulated over a period of more than ten years.

As waves of hands were scattered, a large web woven by Sean would soon take shape.

In fact, this big net has been compiled since he began to walk, and it is a network of contacts accumulated little by little with time and practical actions.

Those who have been helped by Sean and his mother are small nodes in this big web, in which those former orphaned children exist as the main line.

Intentionally planting flowers does not bloom, and unintentionally planting willows and willows into the shade.

The latter sentence is extremely suitable for Sean, he didn't think about what to gain from those orphaned children, but he just took what he needed and supported each other to survive, and the same is true of the current relationship network.

Sean is just in line with the principle of "multiple friends, multiple roads, multiple enemies, and many walls", not to mention that more visits are also a good opportunity to exercise his medical skills, but he didn't expect that after more than ten years, such a huge network of relationships has been formed.

As for how big this net is, even Sean himself can't say.

After all, after more than ten years, there are countless people who have received the favor of him and his mother.

Some are long gone, some are groups of children, and some are getting ahead, and it is not uncommon to become the head of a village and a village.

Now that the net has been cast, it is not up to Sean to decide how big the fish he can catch, all he can do now is to wait patiently.

In the process of waiting, if there is food to accompany him, the time will not be so long, and making food is also something Sean is good at, even if he is not good at it, after more than ten years of training, he will become good at it.

In autumn, there is no shortage of all kinds of ingredients, these ingredients are all natural, pollution-free wild organic vegetables and a variety of game, just need to mix them reasonably, even the big pot can be stewed excellent and fragrant delicious, conquer those Andes mountain people is only a matter of minutes.

After more than ten years of hard work, Sean finally figured out one thing, the same delicious ingredients, but in the hands of the housewives of the Andes mountain people, the taste is similar to pig food, not that they are too stupid, but their real shrewdness - they can save food.

Even so, every family does not have the habit of leftovers, whether it is a dish or a pot, it is cleaner than a dog licking, and even the effort of washing dishes is saved.

......

The Bastille, which has many nicknames, is known as the "City of Gold" by the Manyu military leaders because it is backed by a huge gold mine, the Andes Mountains.

There are not only all kinds of precious medicinal herbs, gorgeous animal skins, but also those who can walk on two legs, but you have enough courage to go to the deep mountains to walk like that, as long as you can come back alive, the harvest in the deep mountains is enough to make you live extremely free for the next ten years.

High harvest comes high risk, many people have found wealth in this gold mine, and after entering, there are more people who have never heard from them, so this city is also called "the city of the brave", and only those who have the courage dare to come to beg for a living.

The Andes mountain people called this city "the city of sin", "the city of weeping" and "the city of blood and tears", this city was completely built on the bones of the Andes mountain people, and grew up by sucking the flesh and blood of the Andes mountain people, and every stone on it carried the blood and tears of the Andes mountain people.

It is more appropriate to say that it is not so much a castle as a military fortress, there are no regular inhabitants here, there are only two kinds of people here, one is the slave hunters, and the other is the slaves waiting to be sold.

In real terms, the Bastille is also an old antique with a name and surname, and the specific time of its establishment is no longer known, but the history of one or two hundred years is still there, but this has to be divided into thirty years ago and thirty years later.

Thirty years ago, the Bastille was just a small military fort, with a permanent garrison of a hundred guards that had never been fully staffed, nominally to guard against the mountain dwellers of the Andes Mountains, but in fact it was just a pile of cannon fodder placed at the front, serving a little dispensable warning.

Once a large number of Andes mountain people pour out of the mountain, this military fort will either become an empty fort, or it will be directly leveled by the Andis mountain people, and when the Andes mountain people are wreaking havoc and return to the mountain, the local lord will send new cannon fodder over.

It wasn't until 30 years ago that the situation changed radically.

In that year, an incident happened, and two people appeared.

In that year, the modern Duke of Pheron was succeeded by Bog Slav Pheron, a young duke known as the Lion of the Desert, who showed his superb military qualities and led the golden camel that was not yet famous on the continent to successfully ambush the Marauding Andis mountain people in the ancient river of the Jacob River.

The battle was a model of ambush tactics, and before the chaotic army of Andis mountain people could react, the golden camel heavy horsemen shouting glory appeared in front of them with the force of thunder, killing them and bleeding like a river.

It is said that more than 20,000 Andes mountain people were wiped out in that battle, and nearly 30,000 were captured, while the Golden Camel Heavy Cavalry suffered less than 100 casualties.

Although the casualty figures are not as exaggerated as the Faren family advertises, there are always losses of twenty or thirty thousand, all of which are the pillars of the Andes mountain people's family.

Since then, their reputation has plummeted among the Andis mountain people, and with civil strife, they have gradually lost their former leadership position, and the Andes mountain people have become chaotic.

If there is no other person, after more than ten years of recuperation, the Andes mountain people will still come out of the mountains from here and walk on the old path of their ancestors after more than ten years of recuperation.

The appearance of this man completely changed the state of existence of the Andes mountain people for the next thirty years, and this man named Bolton Batchell was none other than the owner and supreme ruler of the Bastille.

Bolton Batchell, a man with legendary experience, who was able to build a city in just thirty years with his own hands, and who could not hold up the head of a nation for thirty years of suppression, is naturally full of legends.

Those who knew him liked to call him the Merchant Knight, a knight who was well versed in business.

Bolton was also once a member of the Golden Camel Iron Horsemen, one of the thousands of Golden Camel Iron Horsemen who defeated the Andes mountain people that year, he saw a strong business opportunity from those captured Andes mountain people, and after the war, he used his military exploits to directly take his fief to the Bastille.

Taking advantage of the strong Faeron family and the downturn of the Andis mountain people, he began to hunt slaves frantically, whether they were trained as serfs or gladiators, they could be sold for a good price, and soon earned his first pot of gold.

Under his deliberate advocacy and his own example, countless people followed suit, and the slave hunters began to enter the mountains like locusts.

It is said that at its peak, there were dozens of slave hunting teams that entered the mountains on the same day, and they forced the living range of the Andes mountain people into the mountains for hundreds of miles, which was an achievement that the Fei Lun family had not been able to do for several years by dispatching tens of thousands of troops.

The large number of slaves also led to the vigorous development of the slave trade industry and the gladiatorial industry of the Manyu military leader, and now it has developed into the two pillar industries of the human army leader.

The high demand naturally drove the slave hunt to continue, which is a typical win-win model, and in such a situation, the Bastille development speed is naturally on wheels.

Single-handedly changing the Bastille into what it is now is the proudest thing in old Bolton's life, and he has always regarded her as his own child - the kind that is closer than his own son, because he has not hugged his own son a few times since he was a child, but he has to patrol the Bastille every day, from beginning to end, rain or shine.

Counting the age, the old Bolton is more than sixty years old, but except for the fact that his hair is a little gray, his waist is still strong, and the amount of food has not decreased as he was back then.

The sentry on the tower didn't react, and he had already spotted the embarrassed figure coming out of the Andes Mountains, which made his brow furrow, and the man was wearing the garment he knew all too well, the Bastille marksman's uniform.

"Has the Marksman Squad been training in the mountains lately?"

"No, sir. ”

"What about the final assessment of the newcomer?"

"No, sir, this time the assessment date is set for winter. ”

"Can anyone tell me what's going on with this guy's uniform? or is it that the Bastille Marksman's uniform has become a clown's outfit, and anyone can wear it?"

No wonder he is so angry, the Bastille marksman is an elite class that he has cultivated and is proud of, and is a great weapon against the Andis mountain people, and anything about this army will make him happy.

"Young Master Benson took the master's warrant ten days ago and seconded a squadron of sharpshooters. The old butler reminded, "This squad has not yet returned, and he should be a member of that squadron." ”

"They haven't come back yet?" Old Bolton's brow not only did not stretch, but wrinkled even deeper, the reason why he gave Benson a squadron of sharpshooters at that time was to deal with the boy from Sauron City, the master of the dog and eagle hunting had enough, for the sake of excitement, he even learned from others to play slave hunting.

He really thought that those mountain people were like domesticated slaves, and when they saw you coming, they obediently knelt on the ground and waited for you to tie you up with ropes?

Slave hunting is an industry full of blood and tears, which is not only those mountain people, but also half of the slave hunters, the slave hunters in this city will change every few years, and only a handful can leave with a rich price, and more is to leave their lives forever in the opposite mountain, becoming the nourishment of the mountain forest.

At this moment, old Bolton had a bad premonition, and the sharpshooter brought back was afraid that it would not be good news, and while turning to go down the city wall, he ordered: "Take him to the war room, and ask His Excellency Kleist and General Erikson to come with him." ”

"Yes, sir. ”