Three hours later, a lot of weapons and equipment had been piled up in the front yard of the southern manor.

Angus rubbed his head with bloodied hands and walked towards Art, who was checking his weapons in the front yard.

Art handed Angus a bowl of hot water and asked, "How is it, where is Charis's vault?" Otto and the others had already searched inside and outside the manor, and only found less than six thousand pfennigs, and the servants of the manor explained that this guy was extremely greedy, and that he had drained the oil and blood of the farmers over the years, and his money must be more than that. ”

Angus wiped his blood-stained hand on the clothes around his waist, took the wooden bowl handed by Art and took a sip, and replied: "That guy Challis wants money and death, and it is difficult to deal with, and he only has one breath left, and he doesn't even say a word about the shadow of the vault." He thought we wouldn't dare to kill him, just because he was a nobleman. ”

Art also has a problem with this kind of guy who treats money as his life, because Charis loves money, so the location of the manor vault is not known to others, and the manor steward may know a little bit, but now he has turned into a cold corpse lying on the ground.

"Keep the torture, he thinks we don't dare to kill him, then let's fight to the death, now we are at war with Swabia, who cares about a group of people of unknown origin who killed a nasty little nobleman!" Art could only think of this way, because Charis had been alone without a wife and children for many years, and there was no one but himself who could make him feel the slightest concern.

Angus was about to turn around and continue the torture, but Red, who was in charge of guarding Challis, ran out, "My lord, that guy is dead!" ”

"Didn't you just breathe? Just dead? Angus walked over and asked.

"He only had one breath left when you came out, and just now I saw that he was motionless, so I went up and probed his nose, and he ran out of breath~" Red shrugged.

"MD, this bastard!" Angus cursed.

Art followed the two into the room where Challus was tortured, only to see that Challus, who was tied to a pillar, had been completely depleted under the torture of Angus and Red, his face was full of blades, his eyes, nose and mouth were bubbling with black and red blood, and there was feces and urine and thick blood on the ground under him.

Art waved his hand to fan away the stench and instructed Red, "Red, put this bastard down and carry it aside, and when we leave, someone will collect his body." Then he left the house with Angus.

Otto had already led Bas and Ron with the soldiers to gather all the weapons, armor, and valuables that could be taken from the storehouse into the front yard, and the soldiers were loading the scavenged weapons and equipment such as swords, axes, armor, bows, crossbows, and arrows, as well as valuables such as silk, raw silk, spices, salt, and silver utensils, to the four horses and three mules that had been pulled out of the manor's stables.

When Odo saw Art coming, he greeted him and asked, "My lord, all the weapons, armor, silver cutlery, precious cloth, clothing, and other things in the manor that are convenient for carrying are loaded with cattle, and the two blacksmiths and a carpenter in the manor have been arrested along with their families, and they are ready to leave immediately."

Art glanced at the courtyard, where the mules, horses, and cattle were basically packed with bundles of weapons and armor, and the remaining things on the ground that were not loaded would be carried away by the soldiers, and the other slightly bulky things were not scavenged out because they were inconvenient to carry.

"Otto, that bastard of Challis would rather die than tell where the vault is, he's been killed, and now we don't have his money."

Odo was a little disappointed when he heard this, "Can this bastard keep his money and take it to hell to enjoy?" He deserved to be killed. ”

"Otto, we haven't got the money now, and I'm not willing to leave like this." Art touched his chin and said.

"Sergeant Major, you will speak Swabian, you go and release all the serfs and slaves on the estate, and tell them that if they come with us and do things for us, they can be restored to civilian status, and we will ensure that they can live a subsistence life. Let them carry our supplies back to Tarburg for us. ”

"Then you take a few more soldiers to the outside of the manor, and find a group of farmers to come and help us deliver the supplies, and tell them that as long as they carry the supplies for us, they can take whatever they want from the manor when we are gone. These farmers are so badly oppressed by Challis that they tell them that Challus is dead and that it is time for them to get back what belongs to them. Well, if someone violently resists, kill one or two on the spot. ”

Angus was ordered to get busy.

Art turned to Otto again and said, "Otto, tell everyone to go and scavenge the manor again, and bring me all the ploughshares, ploughs, farming tools, and other things that are missing in the valley, along with all the ploughing oxen, horses, and donkeys inside and outside the manor." With slave farmers and oxen and horses to help us haul our stuff, we'll take everything we can! If I couldn't get the money, I would empty the estate. ”

"Good!! I'll go right away! Otto excitedly called the soldiers in gear to enter the manor again and raid it.

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It was another busy time, and when the sun was setting in the west, several stacks of supplies had been piled up in the front yard of the southern estate, and in addition to the weapons, armor, and valuables carried by horses and mules, there were also eight ploughshares, more than 20 sets of farm and iron tools, ordinary cloth, bedding and clothing, bags of rye bread or wheat flour, and bits and pieces of daily utensils that were not easy to make.

Thirteen thin-skinned manor serfs (slaves) and ten ragged peasants outside the fort were standing on the other side of the front yard to receive Angus's arrangement.

Angus's unskilled Swabian accent sounded in a Burgundian Northland accent: "My lord said, as long as you come with us and do things for us honestly, we will not only not let you worry about your lives, but will also give you plenty of food, and in the future we will restore your free status and give you land to cultivate......"

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Art glanced at the goods and materials that everyone was carrying on their shoulders, and then glanced back at the good things that could not be removed in the manor, and felt a little reluctant in his heart, but now that the snow is closed, the carriage cannot move forward, and he didn't plan to snatch so many things before, so he didn't think about bringing horses and livestock.

However, when he was about to leave the war zone and return home, he was still quite satisfied......

An hour later, a dozen soldiers armed with sharp blades, two dozen slave farmers carrying supplies, and a dozen mules, horses, and ploughing oxen carrying weapons, armor, and farm implements disappeared into the vast hills behind the manor......

In the peasant shacks outside the walls of the southern manor, a few families were happy and some were sad, the men were taken away by the robbers and the women and children of the family were crying, and the farmers and peasant women who were safe and sound at home quietly approached the manor where they would be beaten and scolded even if they looked at it on a few days, and after a few temptations, finally a brave guy slipped in, and after a while he ran out with a large bag of grain, and then the second and third ......

Soon the panic of the bandits turned into the joy of a good harvest.

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"Ron, are you sure you want to take this woman back? You can't be obsessed with that woman, right? You guys really didn't do anything in the bedroom? ”

On the way back to Tarburg, Bas kept asking Ron about the Persian woman. It's not surprising that as a man in his twenties who is still alone, how can he not think more about such a bewitching and glamorous woman.

Ron replied a little impatiently: "Brother Bass, I really didn't lie to you, I thought she was a strange ghost at the time, and I was really scared, and then the lord said that she was a Persian, a slave who was taken from the east of the Holy Land~ But she can actually speak some Provençal dialect."

"Originally, the master was going to let her go, but she offered to follow us, and she said that she knew how to heal and could help us treat our injuries. That's why the master agreed to take her away. ”

"I can tell you well, my lord has explained that if this woman really knows how to heal, it will be a rare treasure for us, and you can't beat her idea."

Ron instructed the officers and soldiers around him.

Buzz smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "Who hit her idea?" I'm just curious to see what the heretics look like, and since the adults have told us to be kind to her, we won't come to the show. As he spoke, he glanced at the Persian woman who was following the slaves......

A group of dozens of people carried the goods stolen from the manor through the hills and dense forests for a long time, until late at night, everyone returned to the Tarburg with torches, and Kazak, who stayed in the Tarburg, led people out of the fort gate to welcome the group returning with a full load.

"Kazak, tell the room to make some hot porridge soup for everyone, it's been half the night, and everyone is cold and hungry." Art instructed Kazak as he came to greet him.

"Otto, let them send their weapons and equipment to the arsenal, and store the rest in the warehouse."

"Angus, let the peasants drink some soup and porridge in a moment, and then ask them if they are willing to stay, and if they are willing to stay, they will eat and live, and divide the land in the future, and if they are not willing to stay, tell them that they can leave after eating."

For the next ten days, the snow continued to fall intermittently, but there was no movement in the direction of Swabia.

The looting of the southern manor and the murder of the manor's owner, Sir Charis, seemed to have been frozen by the cold weather. The Hohens family, who were the lords of Challus, did not make much waves because of the killing of the vassals, but only sent a knight with a few soldiers to temporarily take over the manor, and perhaps it would not be long before the distant relatives of Challus began to quarrel over the rich manor.

The defenders of Talburg who finished the last vote have also completely entered hibernation, and now Talfort is not very important to them, and when the snow melts, the army that came to change the defense should arrive at Talburg, as long as Talburg is completely handed over to the new garrison, Yater's half-year military service is over, and the rest is to return to the valley Wooden Fort and wait for the court to make contributions to Yate and his army.