After three days of marching southwest out of the stone fort, we entered the boundaries of the town of Toth. Along the way, you can see corpses burned by the mob as sorcerers in the villages you pass along the way. Among them, women are the majority. In the many witch hunts that have occurred in the history of the world, the number of female victims has often far outnumbered the number of male victims. The conventional wisdom is that women are more susceptible to the temptation of the devil than men. Most of the Gordon knights didn't show much reaction to what they saw along the way, for them the purpose of coming to this place was to suppress and occupy, there was nothing to save, only possible enemies. In the face of the assembled thugs, they also showed as much ferocity as ever, whether they were thugs or not, anyway, it was the enemy who saw many people appearing in groups, and the villages they passed by were slashed and killed by them, and it is estimated that no one will dare to go out in the next few days.

In the same way, I didn't feel much discomfort when I saw blood for the first time, and it was one thing to see a dead person, and another thing to see someone who wantonly hurt the lives of innocent people being killed. Killing with hatred and seeing the bodies of innocent people are two different feelings.

On the evening of the fifth day we entered the town of Toth, where the situation was much worse than in the villages we passed through. Apparently, the rioters here were unaware that the Gordon Knights had marched into the Toth region. The Gordon knights easily captured the gates, and the troops that followed them marched in.

This town is no longer as peaceful and peaceful as it was when he passed by with the old man. The town square was littered with corpses that had been burned to death or pierced by sharp wooden stakes. Even at night, the mob did not stop the execution of the so-called "wizards". After being hacked and killed by the Gordon Knights near the city gate, they saw that the Gordon Knights were not coming in the right way, and hurriedly left the "wizard" who had not yet been executed. Retreat to the manor of the former lord of Toth.

After releasing the dozens of men who had been held in cages before they could be executed, the Gordon knights read out a special time ordinance in the stone fort in front of them, and sent them home. Reading the ordinance was just carrying out the orders of the Bull Boss, and even including me from my previous life, the Gordon knights didn't expect these people to support the rule of Gordon in Stone Castle. The Gordon Knights fought valiantly, and those they judged to be armed and a threat were mercilessly killed. In the military tradition of Stone Fort Gordon, order is higher than justice. (Historically, the Teutonic warriors were not only known for their prowess in prowess, but also fiercely and brutally suppressed the territories they occupied in the conquest and suppression of Eastern Europe.) Even gathering all the adult male civilians in Toth Town wasn't enough for these fierce knights to face each other.

Leaving the Golden Oak Banner to guard the town, the rest of the Banner Team chased the thug to Torth Manor, which was located on a hillside next to the town. The owner of the manor was declared a devil by the priest of the local diocese at the beginning of the riot, and he was caught by the mob before he could escape from the territory, and there is no news of his execution. For the time being, it is estimated that he is imprisoned in this manor.

The manor had only simple defenses, surrounded by a low wall five meters high. The thugs closed the gate and stood on the low wall to confront the Gordon Knights. It was clear that they were not prepared enough for the appearance of the Gordon Knights, so that they did not even have weapons such as bows and crossbows. There was a lack of even stones to throw down, and bricks were sparsely dropped from the manor that had been dug out of nowhere.

"My lord, do you want to tear down the gate or the city wall?" asked Blue Kite as he came to Viscount Winter Wolf's side.

"Gate!" said the handsome old winter wolf after taking off his helmet and casually flicking the dust from the crown of his helmet with his fingers.

Viscount Winter Wolf and Blue Kite are sons-in-law, and this time they came out together to reluctantly respond to the phrase "father and son soldiers", and the son-in-law is half a son. The Gordon knights didn't need siege engines at all to deal with this level of defense, and the gates only needed to be broken through with a tomahawk. The thickness of this low wall is about one meter, and behind the low wall is a wooden sentry.

It took less than half an hour for the knight who broke the door to break open the door, and the knight with a square shield behind him swarmed through a larger gap along the breach, and began to kill the thugs behind the door.

When the other thugs saw the menacing arrival of the Gordon Knights, they scattered in all directions. In this era, only nobles are qualified to be prisoners, and after being captured, they can redeem themselves with ransom. Farmers were usually killed on the battlefield, and few were left as prisoners. Enemy nobles do not pay ransom for captured farmers, and if their nobles have a large number of farmers to requisition for labor, leaving captives is a waste of food and increases instability.

Of course, I will not stop the Gordon Knights from slaughtering the mobs, who are not ordinary people and do not need sympathy for those who participate in the riots and cause the lives of others at will. Even if they are only responding to the call of the Holy See, ignorance. In short, it did not meet the interests of the aristocracy. If you kill it all, it will be a scourge to keep it after all. But if you put it here and kill it all, no one will look at it, and sooner or later it will be executed anyway, so it's better to use it. Wait until tomorrow during the day, gather the townspeople and read out the proclamation, and behead them in public.

"Lord Winter Wolf, can you order the rioters to be arrested first, and then executed in public tomorrow during the day after the ordinance is read?"

The handsome old man didn't forget his grace even when he was being an executioner, and he pinched his imperial beard with his fingers and nodded gently. Then he instructed his subordinates to deliver the command.

I rushed into the manor with my knights and went straight to the study, looking for property or something not to participate for the time being, the wealth of this manor is estimated to have fallen into the hands of the parish head, and I am not afraid of losing my own share of the whereabouts of the property after I catch him. Even if they had divided the money after the battle, they were afraid that they would not spend some of it in their taverns and stadiums when they returned to the stone castle? The study room was more important, and most of the books in this era were handwritten books. A lot of valuable materials were lost in the war, so let's take our men to occupy this place first, so as not to be burned by the mob or accidentally set on fire by any other knight. Occupy this place first, as long as the boss of the fierce bull doesn't open his mouth to blackmail, these books are mine. Tomorrow, as soon as the team arrives, they will send someone to transport these books back to Alfalfa Manor. The old man will be glad to visit my estate.

"My lord, there's a secret room behind this wall!" reported to me a middle-aged Grand Knight of Gordon who was searching the study.

"The Chamber of Secrets?" I've never seen a real room of secret, what would it be inside?beauties?possessions??or precious books?

Unable to find a mechanism to open the chamber, I ordered my knights to break through the wall. When the wall was broken, it revealed a bluestone staircase that spiraled down. It looked more like a secret passage to the outside of the manor, and most aristocratic mansions had this configuration for special situations.

The coldness coming from the secret passage made me can't help but feel excited. The two knights were ordered to go ahead, and I followed them into the secret passage. We're very afraid of death.,The beautiful life of being a small landlord is still waiting for us to enjoy.,I'm not afraid of ghosts.,But who knows if there's anything in this secret passage.,It's too unjust to reimburse your life here.。 The two knights rushed in without the slightest hesitation.

I don't know how many laps I walked down the secret passage, but I guess I should have reached below the horizon of this manor. At the end of the secret passage was a door, wooden, locked from the inside.

"Break!" I commanded, taking the torches from the hands of the two knights. Being able to lock it from the inside means that someone is inside or has escaped from here. I'm curious to see who's in there.

The two knights began to get busy with the battle axes in their hands, and after a while the Gordon knight slashed the wooden door near the lock, and then slammed the large wooden door to the ground.

The two Gordon knights took the torches from my hands and stepped forward to light the lighting they had found, which was another study, or rather a study. This room, which is larger than the study above, actually has a lot of expensive glassware from this era. It looks more like a laboratory.

The two knights searched the lab, but found no one hiding in it. One of the knights was ordered to go up and summon a few more men down to search the place again, but found no other secret chambers or passages. Just found that the laboratory fireplace had traces of use not long before we came down.

This result sent a chill down my spine. Why is it so weird? Although it was thought that the door had a mechanism that could be locked on the outside, the fireplace in the laboratory had just been extinguished. This means that someone had just extinguished the fireplace before that, and no one had been out of the room for at least half an hour from the time we entered the study and then to the lab. It's hard to come true. My old iron belt thugs came here to rob and make a fortune, and they don't need to use their brains, just do it. Now soaking here is the same as investigating the murder scene, and I have to recall similar episodes in some detectives I have seen before, and I can't come up with a clue after racking my brains for a long time, and I am very aggrieved.

Fortunately, there are finally some rewards, and there is a small money bag on the desk, and there should be a lot of large and small gold coins in it, and I picked a big one from it and put it in my own money bag, we just want to do it, and I will definitely ship everything in this laboratory back to Alfalfa Manor. Even if we don't know chemistry, those glassware are of little use to us, just fill it with water and drink it, who knows what was in front of it. But let's look at the head office, and let myself feel more about things that are similar to my previous life, which has now become my hobby. Since these things are to be swallowed by themselves, the money should belong to the thugs under him.

I walked around the lab and there was a book in the corner. It stands to reason that this book shouldn't be left in the corner, especially if you haven't figured out who the "person" who was staying in this lab is, and even looking at the position of the book is very weird.

When I walked over, I found that there was a rat hole next to the place where the book had been placed. Picked up the book. The cover does not indicate what kind of book this is, according to the plot of Lao Tie's previous life, the book without a title indicates that the book must not be simple. I slowly turned the page of the book with great anticipation, and unfortunately, it was not written in simplified Chinese characters as described on the Internet in my previous life. The book is written in the lingua franca here. A cursory flip through it reveals some of the older mystical techniques and myths and legends in the Sarahist territory. The secret art is too unscored, and in his previous life, Lao Tie had heard a lot of secret arts and the like, but he just treated it with a casual attitude, and many so-called mysterious things are believed in and not. At least Lao Tie had always thought so before the crossing, but now ......

Even the old man of Lao Tie's own family in his previous life said that when he was a young man, he also encountered some incredible things, saying that at that time, he drove a large push-pull machine to the paper mill in the old county town to pull reeds in other places, and passed through barren mountains and mountains at two or three o'clock in the second half of the night. In those days, there weren't as many cars as there are now, and the road between the two counties sometimes didn't touch a single car in one night. The old man also emphasized to me that he slept a lot during the day in order to prepare for the night out of the car, and he was definitely not confused. He said that he had driven to the hill near the boundary of the neighboring county, and that in the moonlight he saw a very tall man dressed in white, taller than the cab of a large tractor, taller than a floor. I was looking at the large tractor driven by my old man, and the old man was frightened at that time, so he quickly accelerated and left the place.

Later, I came back and asked our mother, and my mother told our old man that it was "Gao Yigong", which was almost a local god. It is said that there have been people who have met Gao Yigong before, and after seeing Gao Yigong, he worships in front of him and prays for good fortune, Gao Yigong will take out a blue brick board and pat it on the head of the worshipper, at that time I was very worried about whether the brick board of "Gao Yigong" will make people stupid, but it is said that after the shooting, the green brick board will become a gold brick, and from then on bless this person with good fortune. Although our old man is not from a professional class, but he is also a person who has received a high school education in the era of Gaozu with quotations, I believe that he will not lie to his wife and son every day to play with this matter, the last time I saw our old man told us again, the old man is now slowly getting older, and often forgets what he has told me about his deeds back then. I have said at least ten times since I was sensible to before I crossed. Anyway, we just hold these things as long as they don't involve our own interests, we don't believe it, but the mind of not offending is right.

Looking at this rat hole in the corner, the "person" in the laboratory couldn't have run from here. It's the first time that Lao Tie is so old and has such a bizarre thing happening around him. No matter how you look at this rat cave, you can't even stuff your own fists, and no matter how small a person is, it is impossible to enter through this rat hole. No matter how powerful the Transformers are, they can only turn into cars or something, and no matter how strong the bone shrinking skills are, they can only shrink people into a suitcase. I couldn't help but stretch out my finger and measure the size of the mouse hole again, this thing is too weird.