Chapter 2: Marcas' Camp
"Recruiting new recruits?" The crowd exploded with an "uproar", and the protests and discussions came one after another, which is good to say is conscription, and bad to say is to arrest people to join the thieves and force them to become prostitutes!
"What a noise!" Marcus winked, bald and stammering, and walked over with a few groups of men, and set up all the men in the town in several rows. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
"It's all up to Lao Tzu!" the bald head flicked his whip and shouted viciously.
"Good. Marcus circled a few times and began to look from left to right:
"You.... Hey, why are you so thin! I can't even hold the sword, go back!"
"Hmm... Why is it an old man, old man, don't!" Marcus glared.
"Hmm... Fat man? Why is there still a fat man! Fat man get out of the way, I can't afford to raise it!"
"And... Oh... How is it a child?" Marcus stopped in front of Aven, squeezed his tiny arm, and shook his head, "Don't make a mess of it, kid, you're..."
Evan snickered at the moment, but the bald man's words made him understand "how the smile disappeared from his face." β
"This boy can make iron, he is a blacksmith's apprentice, and he can bring it as a logistics, and of course Witch Isa has this intention. β
"The blacksmith's apprentice... Do you want to use Witcher's..."Marcus thought for a moment, made a "I really don't need this person to hear you say that", and let the stammerer pull Evan over.
"Stop!" the old blacksmith in the crowd shouted, Aivan, this kid was brought up by himself with a handful of shit and urine, how could he just hand it over to this gang of hooligan bandits.
"Old blacksmith, you beat your iron, don't be uninteresting!" The bald head flicked his leather whip, and two soldiers came over, knocked the old blacksmith unconscious with one punch, and then fought back.
"Master!" Evan tried to rush out, but was stopped by Marcas.
"It's okay, it's just that I'm unconscious, our soldiers are well-trained and know how to measure, that's the rule. β
The townspeople dared not speak out, and today Marcas had brought more than a hundred people, and if there was a conflict, I am afraid that the town of the sun would be removed from history - although it was a humble town.
"Very well, that's all for today, let's go!" Marcus put on his gloves, took the reins from his squire's hand, and led the team on horseback, leaving Sun Town with a sway.
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I don't know how many roads I walked, how many mountains I climbed, and the sky gradually darkened.
Dozens of newly recruited recruits stumbled and choked in the middle of the long line. Some of the recruits, Aven, could not be named, and may have been recruited from other towns.
"I'm fed up, I've been farming in the morning, and now I'm one of the bandits," a bearded uncle whispered through gritted teeth.
"No way... This one is the largest in Makas, we are only farmers, and we are powerless to resist...", the man next to him whispered.
"I can't take it anymore!" a young man with twisted hair let out a sound that almost collapsed, "whooped" a few steps forward, pulled the rider of the leader down, and rushed out of the crowd with a "driving".
"See I don't shoot you in the head!" a cross-eyed robber approached and opened his bow in a decent manner.
A chill spread.
"Is this murderous!" Evan didn't dare to look, turned his head and closed his eyes.
"Whoa!"
"Ang-!" With a miserable scream, the twist head turned over with the people and horses.
"Good!" "Woohoo!" the crowd burst into cheers.
The cross-eyed robber trotted in pursuit, and awkwardly pulled out the arrow from the horse's buttocks, dragging the man back.
"Head, what should I do with him!" Seeing the bald head coming when he heard the sound, he asked with a cross-eyed head nodding and a twisted head.
"Tie him up, let's cut him down tonight!"
"Okay!" Dou Dou quickly removed a ball of hemp rope from his waist and tied the twist head behind his back.
"Look at everything, let me keep walking!" the bald head whipped the ground a few times, and the whole team began to move slowly again.
"Is that camp up ahead? I think I see a campfire. Evan rubbed his stomach, a little hungry and panicked.
"You have good eyesight. "The girl I met during the day appeared at Aven's side at some point.
"You... Why are you here too!"
"I volunteered. The girl looked relaxed.
"You're a girl, what are you doing in the bandits?"
"My adoptive parents died very early, and I have been homeless until now, and I have not eaten the last meal, so I might as well follow this group of bandits and robbers for a while, winter is coming, and I don't want to starve... After this winter, I'll see if I can escape again. "The girl was clearly planned, and it seems that she must have done the same thing before.
"Female thieves are quite rare, but your background is very similar to mine..."Evan smiled bitterly, "By the way, listening to your accent, it doesn't seem like a local." β
Although the girl was very aggressive, there was a faint natural smell between her conversations, which smelled a bit like jasmine. Anyway, talking to her, Evan's fatigue has disappeared a lot.
"That's right, I wandered from the central city of Iron Rock, where the pollution was so bad, so I kept walking east, stopping and stopping, and I got here for more than a year. β
"Ironrock City! You're from Ironrock City, and you're wandering here alone!" Evan looked at the girl of his age in front of him in disbelief again, and the incredible wonder she brought refreshed Evan once again refreshed his worldview, "The traveler of the tavern once said that there are countless mysterious mineral resources that are backed by mines, and that placing special crystals in a stone pile can give birth to crystal nucleus giants, and crystals that are cast into the heart of the sword can make weapons emit scorching flames!"
"It's a magical place, but when you see the stream and the stream black, I think you'll change your mind about it..."
β... My adoptive parents died of lung disease, and I suspect it has something to do with the polluted environment there... I left the city with many people, but unfortunately I was caught in the poisonous fog of the black swamp on the way, and I survived alone..."The more the girl spoke, the more sad she became, and her eyes began to redden.
"Don't be sad...", Evan suddenly remembered something, and said a little embarrassed, "Let me introduce myself first, my name is Evan ... That one... I accidentally knocked you down in the morning in Suntown, and I'm going to apologize to you now..."Evan prepares to make friends with her.
"It's okay, it's okay, I'm also responsible, I shouldn't have hit you, the main thing is that there are too many bad people on the road... Leah, Leah is my name. After getting acquainted with Aven, Leah's attitude has obviously improved a lot, and she doesn't have the fierce baba she used to be.
"Anyway, your slap hurts..."Ai Wen rubbed his still slightly swollen right cheek and smiled bitterly, "I've never seen more strength than you." β
"That's because you're thick-skinned, how can you do it without force. β
"Alright, don't talk anymore! Camp is here!" the bald head took the leather whip and turned his head to glare at Evan and Leah viciously.
It was a rudimentary camp, with dozens of gray tents scattered around. The tent was surrounded by debris, probably some looted stolen goods, and one of them was dressed in a more "chic" way, with crooked black lines painted on it, and three skulls hanging on the top, which was very strange.
There were about a few dozen people left in the camp at this time, some were raising the fire, some were chatting, and a few were napping in the shade of the trees. When they saw Marcas leading the team in, they all got up and stood in two rows, and welcomed them.
"The carpenter, the blacksmith, and the cook are all on my side! The others line me up!" Marcus dismounted and ordered, "Call the witch!"
Witch?Aven was taken aback, he had heard the bounty hunter complain in the tavern that he had been splashed with the witch's saliva and had come back with smelly feet, and that he had to avoid the witch as soon as he saw it.
"It's coming... Here we areβ" came a hurried voice from the tent with the skull.
The curtain was lifted, and a very short woman wearing a pointed hat, a gray cloak, and a crutch hunched over crutches stepped out. It wasn't completely dark yet, otherwise it would have been hard to spot her presence in the middle of the night.
The witch was probably over a hundred years old, and her face was almost clumped with folds, but her hair was still black, long and curly, and it was impossible to see where her eyes were.
"Show me these lovely babes. The witch slumped over, but walked out of speed that was not appropriate for her age.
"Hmm... It looks like some lifeless guys. The witch took her cane in a demonic manner, patted the recruit's ass for a while, patted the recruit's leg for a while, turned around and shook her head and walked out, "Let's go, don't waste time." β