"Master, the donkey cart is full of raw silk, wool, pottery, gold and silver utensils, and some other food, which seems to have been brought from Fesdna. In addition, a number of 'rat' weapons and armor, more than a dozen pack horses, and more than 100 dinars were also seized. Rum reported to Witt the results of the Cottage Brothers' sweep of the battlefield.

"The brothers have worked hard, take the supplies and horses away, dispose of the corpses, and then return to the village with me!" Witt yelled at the cottage guards.

"Lord, these injured guards ...... too late to leave," Witt was about to return to the village, when Rum took a quick step to interrupt him.

Rum's reminder, Witt noticed that the soldiers who had been wounded in the battle just now were still lying on the ground moaning, all of them were terrified, for fear that Witt would destroy the corpse, and begged for mercy loudly: "The owner of the village spares his life!" The owner of the village spares his life! As long as the owner of the village lets us go, we are willing to do anything! ”

Witt was also stunned, but his heart was inexplicably comfortable, maybe this is the pleasure of gaining a little authority. I remember that not long ago, a Ms. Jiang said that sex. The pleasure that love gives people can only satisfy a small part of the infinite desires of human beings, but the desires given by rights never expire, never end, and cannot be stopped, but she also lost to rights in the end. Perhaps this is the only feeling that can describe the feeling in Witt's heart at this moment, but it is not too much.

"Don't worry, I promise not to kill those who have surrendered, even if you are injured, I will not kill them all, and agree that you will first recuperate in the stockade. When you're healed, you're ready to go. Of course, you can also choose to stay and serve me, and I will not treat you badly. Witt suppressed the turmoil in his heart as much as he could, pretending to be calm and loudly proclaimed.

"Thank you for the grace of the lord of the village not to kill! Thank you for the grace of the lord of the village not to kill! The caravan guards immediately wept bitterly and bowed in thanks.

Witt also stopped inking, turned around and walked in the direction of the cottage, except for Star who stayed to clean up the battlefield, Rum and the others immediately stepped forward to escort Witt.

In the cottage

"Banderni!" Witt shouted when he saw Bandeni from afar, and the familiar voice resounded through the front village, attracting the intertwined eyes of the villagers. Everyone wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and Witt also felt that he was used to shouting loudly and was a little out of shape, so he immediately blushed and walked quickly towards Banderney.

I have to say that since the refugees came to the cottage, in the past few months, neither have been oppressed by the lord, nor will they say that they can't drink water or eat any day, and there are regular guards patrolling the cottage.

"What does the owner of the village command?" As soon as Banderey heard his name being called out behind him, he turned around and saw that it was Witt, and immediately trotted over, still gasping for air.

"It's not a big deal, but I'm just going to give you two truckloads of civilian materials, and you can do it and use them where they are most effective. If you want to leave it directly to the villagers who need it most, remember to register, and you will need to pay the equivalent wheat tax back in the future. Witt bluntly said his thoughts, paused, and felt inappropriate, and immediately added: "In the future, the wheat tax is not to chill the hearts of everyone, so that fairness can be extended as much as possible in the cottage, which is conducive to calming the hearts of the people and stabilizing the rule." ”

"My subordinates understand! The owner of the village can rest assured! Bandney said categorically, reassuring Witt. The air was suddenly quiet, and everyone looked at Witt silently, waiting for his instructions.

"Oh! By the way, there are also the captured armor and weapons, pack horses and wounded people. Armor and weapons were distributed to the brethren according to their contributions. The words of the pack horse...... Witt suddenly turned to Bandni and said, "The pack horse will be handed over to you, Bandney, you are the cavalry under the command of Varishinpoye, and you are the strongest in terms of horsemanship. You can pick the most suitable horse for yourself, and you can choose the right weapon and armor, but I want you to bring a few more riders, I wonder what you think? ”

"Owner, forgive me for my incompetence, I may not be able to complete this task of yours." Bandney was a little embarrassed, but he didn't want to hide it from Witt, so after thinking about it for a while, he decided to tell Witt.

"What do you mean by that?" In the face of Banderni's refusal, Witt was of course a little disappointed, but a little unwilling, and immediately asked rhetorically.

Seeing that Witt was disappointed, Banderi had to explain in detail: "The owner of the village does not know, the profession of rider is a high holy profession, it is not as simple as the training of shield infantry, archers, pikemen, crossbowmen, etc., it can be effective in three or two months, and it will not take half a year at most. A good rider generally starts from a young age, is familiar with the horse's nature, and can grasp the stability of the horse when running, which is the only way to talk about fighting and riding on the horse. Even if the owner of the village really wants to train a group of relatively qualified riders who can fight skillfully on horseback, it is estimated that there will be no results without three or two years. ”

"Since you said so, I also believe in you, so I won't embarrass you." Witt looked a little disappointed. Seeing Witt so disappointed, Bandney felt sorry for Witt in his heart, but facts are facts, and it is impossible for him to get rid of the shackles of reality and promise Witt an impossible task for himself, right?

Witt suddenly changed his words, swept away the sorrow on his face, and continued: "There is one more thing, Banderni, several brothers of the caravan guards are injured, you arrange a place for them to recuperate, don't look too closely, as long as they don't do anything that affects the harmony of the cottage, leave them alone, this task can be done, right?" ”

"Don't worry, the subordinates will make proper arrangements!" Although Bandney didn't know why Witt wanted to save these unstable elements, since Witt said so, he didn't want to say much, so he just did it.

In fact, Witt already had other ideas at this time, and Banderey said that the rider is an invisible mountain of gold, which is not easy to obtain, and it is like a treasure, and it is like a tiger with wings. Aren't the real riders now close at hand, except for Banderni? These caravan guards escorted convoys outside all year round, often riding horses to kill among bandits, and they were experienced in fighting on horseback, so they were a good piece of material, and it was a pity not to be included in them. Witt decided to treat them preferentially first, to make a good impression on them, to eliminate the hostilities, and then to use both soft and hard, and the probability of success should still be very high.

"Banderny, now I don't ask you to train a team of qualified cavalry, but I need you to train a few qualified cavalrymen, time is not a problem, can you do it?" Witt suddenly looked at Bandney with a strange gaze.

"Who is the owner of the village?" Bandney was a little uneasy by Witt's staring, so he had to ask bluntly.

"A few of us!" Witt swept his gaze over Rum and the others one by one, and the implication was already obvious.

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