West Penlin Crossing, which is its name written in official documents, is also the default southwestern border of the Upper Penlin Kingdom.

Before the rise of the Southern Towns Confederation, the Three Northern Kingdoms had always drawn the boundaries of their kingdoms south all the way to the seaside. That's why Milton's guerrilla brigade was sent to a place like Green Horn to investigate. But with the rise of the southern city-states and the frequent wars of the three northern kingdoms, any kingdom had to retract its tentacles to the south and abandon those that were beyond its reach. At this time, it is far better to have a vast barren south, and it is far better to choose an easy and difficult position to defend and ensure a truly rich central part.

It was during this period that the Blade Fortress was built, and it was located in the narrowest part of the mountain pass, and the lateral barricade cut off the trade route to the south. The fortress was tens of meters high and was made entirely of boulders. The lower part is in the form of an arch bridge, under which the road passes, and two large iron gates in the front and back can completely cut off the road if necessary. The gates can only be controlled from the upper part of the bridge, and the upper part of the bridge is a completely enclosed barracks, the main body of which is located entirely on the bridge deck.

The army on the bridge deck is only responsible for garrisoning and controlling the gates, the road patrol team has another station, except for transporting supplies, the bridge deck military camp does not have any contact with the below, and there are beacon towers on the bridge deck - two! With just 20 soldiers, the fortress could keep 10,000 people out of the valley for 10 days, if not longer.

Therefore, among the people, people call this place "Blade Pass". When the two large iron gates were pulled up, they looked up from below like the knife edges of the guillotine.

Now that the Northern War has entered the end of the war, the Pass Fortress and the patrol have been restored to the level of two squads with a total of 50 people, of which the number of patrols is even larger. They set up a checkpoint under the "bridge hole", and the main goal was to stop the peasants who were fleeing south more and more at the end of the war.

The aristocracy knew exactly where their wealth came from, and they plundered by force, managed with whips, softened with the church, and propagated with bards. If you ask who is the cornerstone of the kingdom, the standard answer is always nobility! In these years, whoever said that the cornerstone was the people was SB.

The reason is simple, a hundred fools gather together, and a robber leader will be born; A thousand fools gathered together will produce a baron, and a hundred thousand fools will gather together to produce a king. But fools are always fools, and things are so helpless. Even if we look at our world history, we will find that when a country needs revolutionary forces, the order of choice is that of the military, politicians, corporations, bourgeois/landlord class, workers...... There is really no choice to mobilize the peasants. When the revolutionary forces are pinned on the peasants, they are ready to start over.

In short, since the war is coming to an end and the peasants of the land have fled, who will they exploit next? Not only are the appetites of the fools starving, but the pockets of the old men are now dissatisfied. So as soon as the war showed signs of an imminent end, the nobles of the kingdom immediately shifted their focus to how to fight for and capture the fugitives.

At this moment, in front of the blade pass, there was a cry.

The queue waiting to exit the customs level winds backwards for miles. Four soldiers guarded the barricade under the pass to check and let them go, and a dozen or so soldiers walked back along the line, pushing the ragged fugitives out of the line, and dozens of people were locked in a temporary fence. Some of the fugitives with their children begged bitterly, some wept loudly, and even those who had not been singled out in the team wept silently.

Originally, Shen Yan, who was at the end of the team at the moment, still felt pitiful for these people. He consulted with Penny, and with a little power (about 0.5 units), he knocked down a large fence from afar. The fence over there was not very strong, and there were only a dozen soldiers guarding it. As long as one person takes the lead in running, the rest scatter in a hurry. The soldiers above the pass can't get down, so with a total of less than 20 troops below, how can they stop thousands of fugitives!

However, a funny scene occurred - the moment the fence fell, the fugitives who were locked up cried out! Then, more than a dozen people close to the fence actually worked together to lift the fence up...... Helped up...... Get up. Just hold yourself up and lock yourself up again. When the soldiers who ran to the gap tapped the fence and praised the men, they actually smiled happily.

"Damn," Shen Yan slammed back into the pile of rags, not bothering to glance over there.

Listening to those continuous cries, I just feel like a chicken and a dog barking, when the wind is in my ears.

Seeing that Milton hadn't shown any anxious color until now, Shen Yan knew that he should have been prepared for this level, and at this time, he had a bit of a leader's skill. And Milton finally seized an opportunity to pretend to be forced, and whenever someone asked him in a hurry, he would tell the person lightly, "Don't worry, I have already made arrangements" - a commanding style, double the face.

Shen Yan dared to say that this time alone, at least eighty points were added to his villagers' hearts. Milton successively accepted the worship of the village chief, Tiger, Catherine and others, the only fly in the ointment was that when he triumphantly "passed" by Shen Yan's car eight times, Shen Yan was sleeping with his eyes closed, and did not give him any chance to pretend to be forced.

"Don't pretend to be asleep." When Milton left, Omar appeared like a ghost next to the car. "Can't stand it?" He turned his head in the direction of the weeping crowd, "I'll tell you the truth. It was the convoy's turn to pass through the pass, and Milton was walking towards the front of the procession, and Omar followed his car on foot, preaching as he went.

"I once had a friend who was a front-row swordsman in the army, who used his two-handed sword very well, and was one of the first fugitives to flee to the South. In the south, he found a fertile piece of land. There were already many fleeing peasants in that land, and he was the most powerful warrior in the area. He was encouraged to stand on his own feet, but he never had the idea of taking up the sword to rule over these people and become a lord. He buried his sword in the earth, found a random piece of wasteland, picked up a hoe and cultivated it seriously.

He was fed up with the exploitation of the aristocracy and fled to the south, hating it from the bottom of his heart to become the person he hated. Guess what happened next? ”

"When you die, there are thousands of ways to die for those who die, but there has always been only one way for a fool to die, to be stupid to death by himself." Shen Yan said without opening his eyes. The most hated people in the world are idealists – they die of ideals, and then their stories will be depressed to death by those who listen to them.

“…… Yes. In the fall, a rogue in the neighborhood declared himself a lord, and not only did he take half of all the peasants, but he also besieged my friend with the peasants who had collected taxes...... My friend was stuck in the stomach with a pitchfork in his stomach and died worthless. ”

"What does this story tell us?" Stories that don't have healing meaning are not good stories.

“…… Don't mess with the farmers with pitchforks. ”

The team stopped, Shen Yan sat up, and looked ahead with Omar.

Sure enough, when the convoy reached the barricade, Milton pulled out a roll that seemed to be a command and handed it to the soldiers.

However, things didn't seem to be going well, and although the soldier read the order, he still pointed to the people in the convoy and kept asking questions - after all, it was so suspicious that there were so many old people and children in a team of more than 200 people! No other corps carries so much baggage when carrying out its mission. Milton then argued loudly with the soldier, drawing all the attention of the neighbors.

"Shoot the one under the tree with your weird bow and wait for the signal to do it!" Omar said a quick word and disappeared. Omar accompanied Shen Yan to practice arrows for several days, but he still couldn't trust Shen Yan's archery skills, but he could trust the infrared sight. After calculations and corrections, a pulley bow equipped with an infrared sight was shot within fifty paces! Of course, he believed more in the person holding the bow, and Shen Yan gave him the feeling that he had always been a very reliable person who was worthy of trust when necessary.

"He's at the end of the line," Penny reminded.

"Hmm." Shen Yan secretly took out the pulley bow from under the rags, borrowed a half-section of the carriage to block it, lay flat and half-opened, and parked the red dot above the guy's head. "You help me keep an eye on Omar and Milton."

As if the signal had been received, the two half-elven archers of the convoy also pressed their hands on their bow arms, and the tiger approached a position where three soldiers were standing, while Catherine deliberately unbuttoned a button and spread her hair loose, her large snow-white breasts landing to attract the attention of nearby soldiers.

Shen Yan took a deep breath and tried to stabilize his arm. His gaze slanted slightly, and he secretly identified the second and third targets. Once the battle begins, Catherine and the tiger will surely attract a lot of attention, while Shen Yan, who is lying on the car and has a cold arrow, will be ignored. This made it more convenient for him to continue the sneak attack, and Shen Yan estimated that he had at least four or five chances to draw his bow. As long as he can shoot two, the remaining number is not to be feared. If all three are shot...... Then he can refer to this blow for a whole year.

“…… No, go to the suspicion of stepping on the horse! Lao Tzu was born and died for the kingdom in the north, and you are hiding here safely, what right do you have to doubt it......"

Milton's voice came from afar, and Shen Yan was stunned. In terms of fighting qualities and intuition, Milton is definitely the strongest in the team! He's not a good leader, but he's a good commander. Tiger and the others were already in place, and it was impossible for him not to see it. At this time, he drew his sword and cut down a few people in the pass, and everyone followed together, and the odds of winning were extremely high! Of course, the next step is to pass quickly before the garrison on the bridge is discovered, otherwise once the iron gate is lowered, it will be all over. However, at this time, Milton had no intention of making a move, did he have a future?

The opportunity is fleeting, and if you don't take the opportunity, the opportunity will punish you.

After a few seconds of hesitation, the squad leader who had quarreled with Milton already realized that something was wrong. Without hesitation, he took a few steps back, away from the distance of Milton's assault, and blew the whistle! As soon as the whistle sounded, Shen Yan's target jumped behind the tree like a frightened rabbit, and the other soldiers were similar, and then there were people on the bridge deck more than 20 meters above their heads who poked their heads out to look down. "Click~click~" There was the sound of a sword being drawn everywhere.

"It's a big fuss." Shen Yan smiled bitterly, and directly pulled the bow to switch the aiming target to the alternative. If you don't do anything, even if you lay down your weapons at this time, nothing good will come of you. If Milton dared to raise his hand in surrender at this time, he would dare to shoot a direct detonation battle first!

"Stop!"

"Stop!"

Two shouts, one in front and one in the back, sounded one after another.