Heslamo was not a successful businessman, and in fact, his mind was not on business.

Born into a poor peasant family, he aspired to be a herdsman from an early age, but when he was younger, he couldn't even afford a horse.

After inheriting his father's inheritance, he sold the land, seeds, and farming tools that his father had left him in exchange for two horses and lived the long-awaited life as a herder.

A plague caused the death of two horses and three ponies, and from then on he became the poorest of the kind.

Because Hermes was a god of merchants, travelers, thieves, and livestock, he became a thief because of his belief in Hermes after becoming a proletarian.

It was definitely not a happy time, maybe someone likes to be a thief, but he doesn't like it, he wants to be a herdsman.

Although he didn't like it, I have to say that he was very talented, and after accumulating some money, he bought two cows and prepared to become a herdsman.

Then, the plague came.

Once again, Heslamo returned to his old business and amassed some wealth, this time not daring to become a herdsman again.

After thinking about it for a long time, he became a merchant who walked through several cities near the Nameless City.

After just two trades, he lost all his money, and even owed a lot of foreign debts.

This time he was not even a proletarian, but a debtor.

In the face of life's pressures, Heslamo did not back down, and he once again returned to the industry where he had the talent but did not want to do.

This time, after accumulating wealth, he didn't leave easily, because he needed more money this time, and because he knew that he might not be able to do anything but this.

In this way, he is doing business on the surface, but secretly he is the leader of the thieves of the Nameless City.

In the past ten years, his business has not improved, but the underground business has done well, and his reputation in the dark has grown.

And this time Hermes issued an oracle saying that the East was full of riches, and let them raise a large army to plunder, and at the same time avenge themselves.

When the oracle reached the Nameless City, the greedy merchants began to agitate the people, and he was elected by all to take charge of the army.

Bullshit.

Heslamo was secretly angry that he didn't want to be in charge of this army.

If he could, he would have preferred to be a herder, but apparently he had no talent for herder.

Just set out from the nameless city with 10,000 small people and came here in circles.

Tired, sunburned, thirsty, and hungry along the way, more than 10,000 people had enough of suffering in the desert, and about half of them fled directly by the wind and sand, and should have fled back.

In the end, only about 5,000 people arrived here.

At the time of departure, there were more than 6,000 sets of armor bought, but now only 2,000 remain.

In the dry, hot desert, it was really not easy to wear armor, and it was beyond his expectations to be able to keep two thousand.

So when they came out of the desert, Heslamo had no idea of crusade.

No matter what the others thought, he didn't want to fight anymore.

Along the way, thousands of people have died, thousands have run, even if they fight here and take the treasure, how can they bring it back?

So he began to test the ideas of others, and for this he slowed down the march of the army, and began to slowly spread the idea through the ranks.

Most of the soldiers agreed with him, but the greedy merchants and stupid herdsmen did not.

"Enslave them, we can enslave them and let them carry the treasure we have plundered across the desert. ”

Hussefit, the leader of the merchants, said excitedly: "They, those who are about to be enslaved by us, are also treasures. ”

Heslamo didn't speak, he just looked at the other two.

The team is currently controlled by four people, with Heslamo as the nominal commander-in-chief, and Hussefit, who has the financial backing, apparently has the right to direct.

In addition to him, there was Caseldo, the leader of the herdsmen who provided the camels, and Sumerher, the leader of the travelers, who followed.

The latter two were not as powerful as the merchant leader Hussefit, but as the most prestigious of the followers of the Hermes Mansion, they were still very effective in speaking.

This team is composed of thieves, merchants, herdsmen, and travelers, so the four of them together can command the entire team completely.

"I think it's okay to go back. ”

Before the leader of the travelers, Sumher, could speak, the leader of the merchants glared at him, but he didn't care, he just finished his words: "But after we have traveled all over this continent. ”

Heslamo nodded, and looked at the only person who didn't say anything except himself, the leader of the herdsmen, Caseldo.

"I saw herds of cattle and sheep, and there were enough savannahs to feed them, and I didn't want to go back. ”

This one is the most straightforward, and he just doesn't want to leave.

Heslamo thought about it, if it weren't for his wife and children on the other side, he might have chosen to stay.

At least from the feedback, the people here are very weak.

"What's your attitude?"

Hussefit, the leader of the merchants, asked.

Although the news was released by Heslamo, on the bright side, he has not expressed his position, but at this time, he has to say something.

"Let's fight, let's fight. ”

He pointed to the city not far away.

This was a disguised promise, in fact, it was because Heslamo didn't want to rebel against everyone on his own, and he knew that that would not end well.

Everyone nodded in approval of his proposal, but turned their heads to look at the city not far away, their brows furrowed.

This wall is unexpectedly tall.

"Do you have the confidence to conquer it?"

The merchant Hussefit looked at him and asked.

Heslamo also had some worry in his eyes, he shook his head, and said, "We have killed all herdsmen before, and we haven't been in contact with their warriors yet, so I don't know if we can fight or not. ”

The merchant Hussefit was a little dissatisfied, but he didn't say much, after all, Heslamo was not a warrior, let alone a general, and it was good that he could restrain the army.

As the largest slave trader in Nameless City, Huseffit had thought of hiring some real, god-of-war warriors.

But no one wanted to follow them on an expedition, and no one but the followers of Hermes wanted to do so.

The endless desert has long been explored, and no one wants to try to cross it, except for those who are driven by profit and oracles.

"They should have cavalry, and we're going to have to take precautions. ”

Kasseldo, the leader of the herdsmen, spoke and reminded Heslamo.

Heslamo nodded and said, "I chose some horses from the stolen horses, but they don't have armor, so it depends on how well the enemy is equipped. ”

Among the mountains of the gods, the best-equipped warriors are the followers of Hephaestus, the god of fire and technology, and the next most are the followers of the god of war.

Their armor is not good on the side of the Mountain of the Gods, but fortunately, they haven't seen anyone here have armor all the way.

"Tomorrow, try to attack tomorrow. ”

Heslamo turned his head to look at the city not far away, and said softly.