To the west of Coldwind City, twenty kilometers down the road, there is a small town. Because of the town's proximity to the verdant valley, everyone called this place Green Valley Town.

It originally belonged to the Longleg family, but now it is classified as the Arad family. For the people in the town, it doesn't matter who the lord is, they have to pay taxes anyway.

The town of Green Valley is surrounded by wild grapes, and its inhabitants have learned to make the best wines over the centuries.

There is a huge demand for alcohol in the other world, and 'Green Valley Craft Brewing' can be regarded as a well-known brand in the Northland, and it is a must-have on the table of all powerful people.

The development of the sake brewing industry has also led to the development of many industries such as pottery, woodware, and transportation. This makes the life of more than 1,000 people in the town not bad, and the family has some surplus wealth and lives a relatively peaceful life.

However, there have been some changes in the town in the past six months. A brand new caravan appeared, and heavy wagons passed through the town from time to time, buying local specialties and selling cheap goods.

Compared with the thinness of the old carriages, the four-wheeled heavy-duty carriage had a better chassis. It runs faster, more steadily, and carries more.

Caravans sold cheaper goods and had a wider variety.

The women of the town could buy a few more floral clothes, and the men smoked fine tobacco from the south. Children can eat different flavors of candy.

Pepper, cardamom, cinnamon, and even refined salt are many condiments that not only enrich people's taste buds, but also allow food to be preserved for a longer time.

Horse-drawn wagons also carried away wines from the town, and the purchase price was 20% higher than in the past. This makes the townspeople happy, which means their lives have changed for the better.

But the caravan also dumped metal tools and various types of timber cheaper than foreign iron ore and logs, and the town's blacksmith and carpenter business withered.

Heavy-duty carriages not only facilitated trade, but also brought convenient information. In the past, the caravans of the Longlegs only appeared once a month, but the caravans of heavy carriages came every week.

There has been a change of power in the city of Coldwind, the long-legged family has been defeated and withdrawn, the magnates are noisy, the parliament is full of farce, and the wise and martial Victor. His Excellency Hugo is trying to clean up the mess.

In the past, the town's knowledge of the outside world was a month or even months ago, but now they can know what happened a week ago.

Newspapers are also provided, which are posted on the signs in the town's bars. The newspapers had their own news, such as the recruitment of craftsmen, the promotion of goods, and the recruitment of apprentices.

I'm afraid the biggest impact is the map of Coldwind City that has been posted. For many people who have never left a town in their lives, they know the geography of their surroundings for the first time.

The townspeople felt as if their time had been turned on, and their production and life used to be measured in months, but now in weeks.

Some of the inhabitants were recruited by the caravans but worked elsewhere. Others came from elsewhere to build warehouses in the town.

Different people, different information exchange and merge with each other, and everyone feels quite novel. Until one day, the people of the Long-legged family came back and appeared outside the town with a large group of bandits.

The townspeople obediently opened their doors, fearful of the appearance of the noble lord. The bandits, however, rumbled on horseback and stormed the town.

In the blink of an eye, the walls of the town were breached. The militia stationed at the wall was mercilessly killed, and the gates to and from the town were burned by the bandits.

It was a gang of vicious outlaws, hateful and crude, wielding weapons to force the inhabitants to serve drinks and women, and also taking over the town's pub as a camp.

The bandits must have just experienced the battle, and many of them were bloodied and wounded. They are hot-tempered, angry at every turn, and murderous when they are angry.

The town was on fire, crying and screaming, and the disheveled residents fled in panic. The bandits rode on horseback to kill or capture the escapees, and then drove them back into the town.

Under the threat of death, the townspeople were terrified. They had been protected by the Coldwind City in the past, and had not experienced such a brutal attack in many years.

The bandits felt that Green Valley Town was far enough away from Coldwind City, and that the people in the town were also controlled, so they could rest for at least a week, eat and drink enough, and then think about the future.

At the entrance to Green Valley Town, five or six sturdy knights rode their horses, looking out at the town that was suffering.

A young knight galloped from the town, and when he approached, he shouted angrily, "Sir, those bandits don't want to go. They're going to rest in the town, and they're still killing. ”

The knight was in his forties and had a strong physique. He only snorted and sneered on horseback, his sunken eye sockets making it difficult to see his face. Even if the sun was shining, he was like standing in the dark, gloomy.

"The rabble has had enough of starving in the wilderness, and finally broke a town, and they will not come out again until they have eaten and drunk enough."

The knight turned his head to look at a four-wheeled carriage that had been left on the side of the road outside the town gate, "We're here for this thing, so we don't care about the life or death of that town." ”

The young knight urged the war horse to report the news, he was anxious about the tragedy that had happened in the town, but he did not realize that his leader did not care about the lives of civilians at all, but only focused on a carriage.

The bandits poured into Green Valley and threw away many of the looted goods outside the town. The first knight dismounted, walked to a conspicuous four-wheeled carriage, and bowed down to examine its chassis structure.

"The things produced by the rich and powerful collar are really exquisite. Look at the carriages they made, every plank was spliced together. Only the best craftsmen can do that.

And this beautiful axle. Tut-tut-......, made of all-metal, no wonder it can load several times as much cargo. It's a pity that such a good thing came from the hands of our enemies. ”

Lord Exxon of the Long-Legged Family, the former captain of the Lord's Guard in Coldwind City, and the Frost Knight who came to take revenge with hatred.

Zhou Qingfeng once fought him once in the military camp in the city, and the two sides were tied.

The dignified lord personally commanded a group of bandits to rob. At this moment, he was free, and he also got under the carriage to ponder carefully, trying to solve the mystery of the heavy carriage.

His attention was mainly on the two metal axles that ran through the underbody, and he didn't feel the bearings that connected the axles to the wheels.

Climbing out of the car, Exxon patted his hands with dust and said to his subordinates, "Set up this four-wheeled carriage, we can go back." ”

The young knight stood up again and asked, "Sir, what about Green Valley Town?" The bandits will destroy the town. It used to be our own town. ”

"It used to be, but it wasn't." Exxon shook his head and sneered, "Tias, you are too young to pity a group of civilians?

That town now belongs to the Arad family, and the people in the town have nothing to do with us. They are now rebellious. Even if we come back, we will have to hang a group of people in the town.

Now it's just a small punishment for them. ”

This drew a burst of laughter from the knights.

Tias was in his early twenties, with a baby face and a little fuzz at the corners of his mouth. He was stunned, unable to understand what Lord Exxon meant.

For this rebellion in the north, Tias joined voluntarily and followed the lord to fight the front station. Before leaving, he wanted to make the rebels in Coldwind feel fear and pain.

Guide the bandits to attack the transport convoy of the 'Harmony Chamber of Commerce' and rob the four-wheeled carriage in an attempt to unravel its secrets. That's what Exxon's party is for.

After the gang succeeded, they followed Exxon to the town of Green Valley, and when they found that the town was empty, they immediately killed it and plundered it.

The screams in the town were heard far away, and it was conceivable that it was a living purgatory.

The young knight still couldn't bear it, and he spoke again, "What if Coldwind City sends someone to chase after him?" Maybe this gang will be destroyed. ”

The middle-aged lord's deep-set eye sockets suddenly lit up, and he snorted and sneered: "I'll stay in the town for a few days, just to know how long it will take for those rebels in Cold Wind City to react?"

If they can't deal with this gang of bandits within a week, I would advise Your Excellency the Patriarch to launch a counterattack immediately and turn them into ice sculptures in the cold winter winds. ”

Tias was stunned again, and then asked, "What if ......, if the Coldwind City side reacts quickly?" ”

Exxon's eyelids suddenly closed, his eyes lowered, and he replied in a low voice, "Then we will meet a strong enemy." ”