The daily life has been unchanging, and Ash feels that he has almost lost the concept of time, since the birth of the first militia Johnson, maybe only a few days, or maybe a month, in short, by now, his base in this valley has completely changed.

Not far from the center of the town, there were seven neatly built houses, and beyond that, there were thirty fields of farmland, around the mill, thirty villagers were hard at work, on the edge of the base, on the edge of the dense forest, a new lumber yard was standing, five villagers were sweating, Ash was sitting on a boulder by the stream, and not far behind him, there was his only military camp, and five militiamen, including Johnson, were conscientiously guarding his side, Acting as a guard--- Ash wouldn't be in any danger here.

Until now, Ash has accumulated a total of 6,000 wood and 3,000 food, although from the early stage of development, this amount of resources is already very good, but looking at the stone reserves that are only 100 points, and the abrupt 0 on the gold column, you can know that so much wood and food is actually useless.

Aside from the usefulness of the stone, except for the production of villagers and some of the most basic buildings, which only need wood and food, all other developments require the use of gold, including upgrading to the feudal era, and there are really not many things that can be produced in the Dark Ages, and the military unit is only the militia, which makes Ash, who has been nesting in the valley for a long time, feel that it is time for him to leave the valley and go outside.

Having made up his mind, Ash immediately ordered that when it was dark, he would leave behind his work and prepare to go.

The villagers didn't have anything to carry, all the resources they had gathered were already recorded in Ash's Imperial Heart, and they couldn't lose anything they wanted, and even if a robber ran to rummage through the center of town, as long as there were no ongoing construction tasks in the vicinity, the only thing they could find was the empty shelves.

Now Ash has a total of thirty-five villagers, five militiamen, militia aside, each villager actually has a short knife, although the short knife is extremely dull, and it is not too lethal, but it is better than being unarmed, even if it is in danger, it can have a certain ability to protect itself.

As soon as night fell, Ash and his men carefully explored the mountains and valleys, and then discerned the direction from Johnson's reminder, and then chose to go to the bandit-infested west without hesitation.

It's not that he didn't think about leading his subordinates to Fett City directly, but as soon as this idea came out, he was vetoed, without building a market, the resources that have been collected and included in the amount of resources cannot be re-taken out to trade with others, which cuts off the possibility of them trading in the city, and this is a total of forty-one living people, where can they get a foothold when they enter the city? Will they be suspicious and attract the attention of the authorities, so that they will be arrested by a group of people of unknown origin? He wasn't sure.

There are a few other options, go to the north, which is an endless plain, and go to the south, which is a stretch of mountains and jungles, although these two directions are unlikely to encounter any large enemies, but Ash does not believe that in this real world where humans live, there will really be gold exposed above the surface for him to mine!

Therefore, there are only two ways for Ash to obtain gold at this stage, one is to buy it, and the other is to grab it!

Buy, he has no money, rob, who should rob?

Going to Fit City to rob? Think of the officers and soldiers all over the city, unless you think you're too long.

Then the only option is the robbers.

As robbers, as long as they don't live too evilly, then there will be some stolen goods and stocks, right? Moreover, for Ash, a good young man in the new society, it is indeed much easier to rob the finances of these robbers than to rob those good people.

In addition, the most important point is that through Johnson's exploration, it was found that the robbers in the West are not actually twisted together, they are divided into more than a dozen gangs, large and small, large gangs may have dozens of people, at most no more than a hundred, and the smaller ones are five or six, three or four, wandering around to commit crimes, specializing in robbing passing travelers and caravans, sometimes there is no business to come to the door, and they will kill each other, in a vain attempt to find some profits from their peers, the fight that Ash witnessed at the beginning, this is the case.

Now what Ash has to do is to first find a small force of bandits, swallow them, then accumulate gold, strengthen himself, and then try to swallow the bigger gangs, and so on, there will be a day when they will come out.

It's just that if he is unlucky, if he encounters a large bandit group first, then his dream will come to an end, so he chooses to set off at night, and he does not dare to take the main road, only slowly through the woods and bushes, always paying attention to the movements around him.

In fact, Johnson had already helped Ash lock on to a prime target a few days ago, which was a small group of eight bandits, and Johnson had been staring at them for three days before finally following them to their lair.

Ash and the others walked carefully through the field for a long time, until they finally reached their destination--- a depression hidden behind a low mountain, this depression grew a large area of bushes, and further down was a foot of the mountain, and at the foot of the mountain, there was a cave, where the gangs were hiding.

At this time, the night was already dark, Ash signaled his men to hide down, and looked ahead, only to see a soft circle of soft yellow fire between the hidden and abnormal mountain nests, and after a closer look, he saw that it was a narrow hole that was shining outward, adding a ray of warmth to the cold night.

It's just that this warm color is in Ash's eyes, but it makes him feel a feeling of blood boiling in his heart--- as a three-good young man who has grown up in a civilized society since he was a child, he is about to throw himself into his first life-and-death battle, how can this not make him excited? Even in this battle, his role is only to command and watch!

"Be careful not to make a noise, Johnson, the five of you go up with me, and the rest of you, wait until the movement inside comes out, there are too many people, and it is inevitable that the target will be exposed!"

Finally, Ash whispered a command, led the people, bent on the waist, and slowly touched the entrance of the cave.

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"Boss, we've been in this ghost place for a week, when can we leave?"

"Yes, boss, although the harvest in the past few days is good, if it goes on like this, the brothers can't bear it, and there are several powerful bandit forces around here, if they bump into it one day, it will be terrible."

"Huh! It's been a few days since the Marvent thieves who came here with us some time ago haven't seen a word of it, and I wonder if they were swallowed by those guys......"

In the wide, dry cave, eight bearded, sloppy men were sitting around the fire, stretching out their hands to rub their hands in front of the fire, trying to dispel the chill in the cave, not far from the fire, a few leftover pieces of dried meat and black bread were thrown, and a small tin can was hot in the fire, and from the small piece of chicken butt meat in the tin can that had been boiled white to the core, it could be seen that these guys did not seem to be very comfortable lately.

Most of them were wearing some tattered leather armor, and even two of them had no armor at all, just two sets of linen clothes casually, and an extra circle of animal skins around their chests, and a few long swords and axes that had rusted because they had not been cleaned up in time because of the blood stains were randomly thrown in the corners of the cave, and they looked very shabby.

It's just that in the innermost part of the cave, behind the only man who can be called a strong man, there is a five-meter-long and wide linen cloth, and under the corner of the cloth that has been inadvertently lifted, there are a few yellow gold coins scattered under the light of the fire.

The burly man known to everyone as 'The Boss'' The strong man of the leader's hand, at this time, is also holding a few gold coins of the same style, a pair of mung bean eyes exude a greedy and joyful gaze, for the complaints of his subordinates, he did not go to his heart at all, these guys, all of them are some rat-eyed idiots, seeing that the harvest has been a lot in the past few days, and they want to rush to change their clothes and run to the city to spend all their time drinking, where is the fear of being bumped into by those bandit groups, he and others pick the horns and start their hands, come and go like the wind, and leave when they succeed, never stay, not to mention that this cave is so hidden, let him give up this kind of career**Period, where is he, an ambitious bandit leader, willing?

I saw that the strong man pursed his lips, and was about to open his mouth to write a few empty checks to his subordinates, and then "the revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard" and other spiritual chicken soup to motivate him, but a very slight footsteps suddenly reflected in his ears, almost at the same moment, a tall and sturdy figure suddenly probed and flashed in from outside the mouth of the cave!

"What people!? Hurry up ......"

The strong man was startled and jumped up from the spot like a burning buttocks, but before he could finish his sentence, the iron axe in Johnson's hand flew in the air, and then with a 'poof', it was deeply embedded in his head