Bang!

Compared to careful and careful casting, it is clear that destruction is more rapid.

The wooden walls and houses, along with the headless inhabitants who once lived within, are forever buried beneath the ruins.

No one will pray for them, and those who can pray for each other have long since been killed.

"Let's go!

Freud, riding on an old horse found in the stable of a bandit, gave the order to go.

At first glance, this team looks like a transport team.

Fifteen man-powered carts from yesterday's rush to work, piled on top of all sorts of miscellaneous things......

Except for the five carts, which were stacked with spherical objects covered with dyed red white cloth, which made people look unpleasant.

On top of the five more strucks, lay some people who were covered by a white cloth and would never get up again.

On top of the remaining five shelves, there are some miscellaneous boxes. But with the terrifying sense of déjà vu brought by the ten carts nearby, the remaining five, I guess no one would think that they are some normal things, right?

One hundred and fifty men, heading towards Forest Town.

As we approached the village, the villagers came out of their houses to cheer for the ragtag army that had defeated the bandits.

There are people in the family who have been harmed by bandits, and they want to crush the bones of their enemies to ashes.

But Freud stopped quite a few of them.

For those who had received "wanted warrants" and "bounty warrants", Floyd asked his lieutenant Lear, the indifferent man in charge of military supplies, to take the bitter lord to look at the heads of those who had done evil.

Last night, Lear had already checked and sorted these precious heads according to the wanted notice.

Ordinary people did not have the money to issue bounty orders, and wanted warrants were generally brought up by the guards in charge of law and order, and issued with the approval of the nobles in charge of governing the territory.

The former has money, the latter does not...... At the very least, the nobleman who ruled Forest Town and a nearby village wouldn't give money to his generals.

Along the way, the sufferers appeared one after another, crying and spitting that the thieves had not died tragically enough, and at the same time feeling grief for their relatives who were suffering.

They never let go of their pain, but hid it, and from time to time they mourned for the pain of their souls in the dead of night.

Thanks to the help of these people, some of the injuries were minor, and the wounded soldiers were also rescued.

But Rao is so......

"Joseph......

Joseph, leaning on a cane, looked at Victor, who had stopped him, and smiled back with a slightly embarrassed, bitter smile.

His left leg was not saved, and although he did not need to be amputated, he could only walk with a limp in this life.

Weken tried to help him, but Joseph waved his hand and refused.

"I can, and in a little while, this crutch can be thrown away. Joseph smiled bitterly, "Isn't it just a leg? You see, I'm healthy, huh...... Very healthy......"

His gaze was on the trolley on which Cuy was lying, and he quickly retracted it.

Soldiers who died in battle were brought back by their families, and those who did not have families were burned and their ashes buried in mass graves in cemeteries.

There is no money, no name, and perhaps no one to mourn.

"Wiken, you say, is this such thing as fate fair? Cuy wanted to be an official, wanted to be a knight, and then lost his life...... I want to be a soldier, get paid, and go home in two years to find a wife to marry, and then my leg will be lame,......" Joseph bowed his head and muttered to himself, "and those nobles can drown us in a single day's rent......"

"Joseph......" Weken shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

But Joseph smiled bitterly and scratched his head: "Yes, I forgot, you guy can't understand what we say...... I don't know if I should feel sorry for you or feel lucky for you. ”

Wiken was silent.

"Keep walking. Joseph danced his cane vigorously, "Now I have a pension. It's good, that guy Kuy can't get it, haha! He's bragging about such a big bull, look at it now, it's not as good as me!"

Weken did not look at him anymore, for just now he had seen a hint of wetness and reluctance in Joseph's eyes.

"I can marry a daughter-in-law now! Lord Freud also said that he can let me stay in the logistics and not have to go to the battlefield!

Joseph laughed, but the people around him were silent......

Envy?

If it weren't for Freud, maybe someone like Joseph would have been paid three times his salary and sent home, right?

No army will leave a cripple, that's just a waste of food. What can you do with three times the salary? At most, it will take three months, and then there will be nothing left.

Nothing can be done...... And he has no way to do heavy work in the future, and no normal person is willing to ask him to work.

What's more, just because this cripple is lucky to survive doesn't mean that others are lucky to survive.

"In this world, human life is clearly priced...... "Weken muttered in the language of his homeland, "in order to keep my life from being priced...... I can only look for riches, for more riches...... Or, to seek a higher, higher power or power that no one dares to bid on my life. ”

As for the family...... In this world, there is no such thing as oneself.

"Yes, well, upgrade more skills. A hint of hidden ferocity flashed in Wei Ken's eyes.

No one could understand what he was saying, and no one could perceive the ferocity in his eyes, as everyone was immersed in the fear of an uncertain future.

......

Forest Town, this is a relatively prosperous town that has already had business travel.

Unlike the remote country town of "Green Shade", Forest Town even has newly built walls. Of course, this wall only protected the central part, including the lords and nobles, the commercial area, and some of the wealthy people.

The large expanses of residential areas exposed outside the towns are still divided by fence woods and crop fields, separated from the forests that stretch far away.

In addition to their own weapons, they were also able to protect the people from the military camp stationed in the east outside the city. And today, the residents of the west are very fortunate to have an extra line of defense.

"Stationed here!" Freud led into the empty barracks, with only six small houses, and ordered the tents to be set up.

"It seems that for some time in the future, we will live in this place......" Weken looked at the barracks and licked his mouth, "At least, there is no need to sleep on the side of the road." And ......"

What really made Wei Ken's eyes red was an open space in the barracks that was used as a training ground.

Ability to learn new skills.

And myself, now there are 18 souls, can at least make a newly learned skill, directly from "beginner" to "proficient".

It's like now that I'm proficient in using a straw fork and using a "spear quadruple strike". Now his proficiency has been recognized by veterans, even by Freud.

"The next skill is to learn how to use a long sword. ”

Ron's sword, which had been hanging from his waist.

"Weken!"

Lear, who was in logistics, called out to Weken, who was standing on the sidelines, not knowing how to set up the tent.

"Lear!" Victor replied, walking toward the other man.

Lear was silent for a moment, then finally shook his head and waved his hand, motioning for Wayken to leave.

Weken: "???"

Isn't this a pastime?

"Alas, it's too cumbersome to explain...... This guy doesn't understand......" Lear sighed and shook his head in annoyance.

Weken was silent......

Yes, everyone's impression of themselves stops at -

This guy has a good fighting talent, he is very friendly and righteous, he listens carefully to anyone who speaks, never speaks, his tone is very tight, and he can't understand and speak...... He is an excellent listener.

"I feel that it is necessary to ask Freud to find a way to learn the language, and then naturally reveal the 'language ability' that I have suddenly acquired......" Weken frowned.

Standing on the sidelines, no one was dissatisfied with his laziness, nor did anyone care about his idleness.

Because they all understand that it will be a troublesome thing to communicate with someone who is "unable to communicate".

Instead of wasting thought and time trying to figure out how to use body language and then hand over a troublesome task to the other party, it is better to be quick and get things done quickly.

The appearance of the barracks soon took shape. Under the command of the veterans, rows of tents sprung up neatly like spring shoots.

But the only thing that left Weken feeling a little confused was where Floyd went.

Lunch time was approaching, but Floyd had been missing for a long time.

"What's the matter? I still want to learn properly and gain the ability to communicate normally!"

Lunch, which was quickly brought up by logistics.

Unexpectedly, the aroma of meat could fill the entire military camp and increase people's appetite.