The old man doesn't have the heart to manage the people who are cannon fodder and background boards, as long as they don't run away, they don't bother to pay attention to fights or anything.

Charles took the seized money to the merchant and spent three times the normal price for two roast chickens and a small barrel of the second-cheapest ale, bought a blanket, and then returned to the place where he had been sitting in a daze.

The stout man who had been kicked out was carried away by his minions, but Charles ignored it, tossed the barrel of ale and a roast chicken to the soldier guarding them outside the fence, and struck up a conversation with him.

The coming war is a regional war between the Agrigento region and its neighbor Trapani to the west.

Between the two regions there is a disputed area with a radius of several kilometers.

It's just that the rocky desertification in this area is serious, although there are rivers passing through it, but there is no way to grow food, and there are few plants on it, and there are not even a few monsters, so the lords of the two regions are not interested in this place, and at the same time take the policy of shelving disputes and being too lazy to develop.

Just this year, with the rise of wool mills, this kind of land that could not be cultivated but could be used to build factories began to become very popular, and the lords of the Agrigento and Trapani regions naturally began to sell for this place.

After a long period of mouth cannon ineffect, both sides chose to take action.

Charles, who was gnawing on the roast chicken, was speechless, there is no justice in this kind of battle, and it is the same to help either side, so it is better to eat melons and watch the show on the side when the time comes.

The soldier who had drunk Charles's wine was a good talker, and he asked Charles to throw the blanket he had just bought out to him, and he roasted it on the fire to drive away the fleas on it.

The baked blanket was warm, and Charles fell asleep as soon as he lay down.

Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, the soldier threw a rope to Charles and told him to tie up the blanket and carry it on his back.

Charles quickly got ready, and then left the stinking camp.

There was no one to dig the toilets for the farmers, so the smell was terrible after the night.

Charles bought a few pieces of baked dough from the caravan, which were bigger than a palm, and they were hard enough to sit long enough for breakfast and lunch.

Then he bought a bag of bread and a new kettle.

Merchants who sell kettles buy one get one free, and buy a kettle and get a stream of cold boiled water.

The team got back on the road, and without a break at noon, kept heading west.

The farther you go, the nobles and knights, the conscripted farmers, the merchants who heard the news, and the hordes of mercenaries...... More and more small teams are coming in.

There were more people, and the farmers began to become chaotic.

The commune united to bully people from other places, and fights, fights, rapes, and other evils continued to occur every night in the peasant camp, but no one cared about them.

It's not that no one has ever troubled Charles, it's just that these people eventually sent money to Charles.

Now Charles has become the number one person in the farmer's camp, and no one dares to mess with him.

But life is always full of all kinds of accidents, just like when he was suddenly caught as cannon fodder, some minor troubles found him.

A tall, slightly thin man ran along the fence, with a few people chasing after him.

The man was two or three meters away from Charles when he tripped under his feet and was about to fall to the ground.

Charles hurriedly moved, and reached out to support the man.

It's just that Charles suddenly felt that the touch coming from his hand was a little subtle, and this person's chest muscles were a little exaggerated.

He immediately understood what was going on, so he took the little girl in his arms with a strong hand, and then looked coldly at the people who were chasing after him, and said, "She is mine." ”

Those men had joined the team the day before yesterday, and they belonged to the hegemonic ruffians in a town, and were then put in and sent to death by the local lords.

They were instigated to trouble Charles that night, and Charles beat him up so much that he came out.

Seeing that the prey that was about to arrive had flown away, the hooligans could only leave with their heads hung down.

Charles saw the hooligans go before he let go of the shivering little girl.

Charles asked her, "How did you get in?"

The little girl said in a voice not much louder than a mosquito buzzing, "My father is sick......

Charles sighed, understanding the situation of the girl who had replaced her father.

He said to the girl, "Come with me." Then he took the girl and walked towards the merchant's carriage.

The girl didn't know where this person was going to pull her, what she was going to do with herself, and she trembled with nervousness.

I saw a lot of people gathered in front of a carriage next to the fence, and a young nun wearing the robes of the Temple of Light was treating the farmer behind the fence.

Not far from the nuns of the Temple of Light, a nun dressed in the robes of the Temple of Thunder is selling cheap tortillas to the people.

Charles waited until the box of tortillas sold out by Cullen and then pulled the girl over, and said, "Cullen, what is Genaro doing?"

Cullen saw Charles coming, pointed behind him and said, "He's making tortillas with Deborah and Donna." ”

After Charles was arrested that day, the old village chief told Genaro about it as soon as possible.

Genaro was stunned for a moment, and then said to the old village chief indifferently: "He is a person who can summon even a dragon, why are you worried about him." ”

This time it was the turn of the old village chief to be stunned.

Gnaro rested in the village for the night, then left the village the next day with his Bishoujo teammates, and soon caught up with Charles and them.

Seeing that there were many merchants following the team, the playful Genaro decided to do business with the team as well.

He didn't worry about Charles's life or death, and if he had time to worry about this, he might as well think more about what kind of business he wanted to do.

At that time, Charles was quite happy to see them having fun, and after saying hello, he didn't bother to pay attention to them.

Gnaro was soon called by Cullen, and Charles pulled the little girl past him, and then said to Gnarro, "You want to take her away, this girl." ”

As an excellent successor of feudalism, Genaro instantly understood the situation in front of him, and he also knew that the only way for a girl to stay here was to be killed by wheels, so he immediately responded to this matter.

Gnaro soon found the officer in charge of guarding the farmer's camp, who was drinking from a merchant not far away.

He said something to the officer, pointed in this direction again, and then stuffed something in the officer's pocket.

The drunken officer followed Gnaro, then pointed at Gnaro and asked Charles, "You're going to sell your brother to that kid?"

Charles looked like a dog and said, "Yes, sir." ”

The officer asked, "What's your name, what's your brother's name?"

Charles replied: "Master Hui, my name is Gu Ming Di Sanxian, and my brother's name is Gu Ming Di Huang Pill. ”

The officer waved his hand and said, "Hurry up, I'll act as if I didn't see anything." ”

He turned and left.

The little girl was thin enough to get out of the middle of the fence.

Before she could react when Charles shoved her out, Genaro hurriedly pulled her away from the fence and hid in their carriage for the night.