The loud sound of the horn sounded in the hill camp, and the orderly order in the camp was immediately disturbed.

The villagers of the hill camp put down their work and converged on the camp's training ground. They were surprised and curious, but not the slightest panic or uneasiness, for this was not a wake-up call for an enemy attack, but a clarion call for an expedition.

Bands of soldiers in armor had assembled on the training ground, all of them were militia selected by Nelson from among the people, and after this time of training and elimination, they had become full-time guards in the camp.

The guards and the militia are fundamentally different. The militia is a guard selected by the village or town chief from among the people under his jurisdiction, they are poorly equipped, receive a certain degree of training, and are paid in wartime, but they are still essentially the people. The guards, on the other hand, were full-time soldiers, they were well-equipped and well-trained, and they were the direct armed forces of the lord.

Victor currently has a total of 94 guards in the official escort team, except for 36 war bear mercenaries, the rest of the guards are ordinary young and strong. Nelson commanded the entire escort and was the undisputed captain, dividing the guards into three squads, with himself leading one and the other two squads led by Gru and Hammer.

At Nelson's request, Victor removed the guards from productive labor altogether, and trained them exclusively in military training, and rewarded each of them with ten acres of land. On top of that, these guards earn 10 points a day, and they have to double the amount of work they receive when they go out on missions.

These guards were all dressed in the Yorkist standard chain mail, iron helmets, hard leather boots, iron oak round shields, and one-handed spears, although these equipment were not sophisticated in the eyes of the nobles, but in the eyes of the war bear mercenaries, they were all rare and high-quality products.

Each of these pieces of equipment was purchased by Victor for 20 gold soles from the greedy Quartermaster of the Black Castle. Victor disputed this price at the time, as 20 gold soles could buy five cows at the price of Blackcastle at the time.

The quartermaster told Victor that the price had been discounted and that the equipment was given to him as obsolete materials. Only then did Victor realize that the lord needed to support a soldier at a high cost, and just a set of ordinary equipment for the York family was equivalent to the value of 10 cows. This is also the reason why Baron Eskerry can only support a few dozen soldiers.

And supporting these ninety or so guards is already the limit of what Victor can bear, and today these people will prove their worth to Victor.

"Captain Nelson, what are you doing here?" asked one of the consuls, confused as he looked to the people around him.

"It is said that it is to go to crusade against those hateful outcasts. ”

"Ahh

"That's good!

"Shane! You must kill a few more damn bandits! When you come back, I invite you to the small cafeteria to drink purple cane wine!"

"Captain Nelson, don't show mercy to those bandits!"

Hearing that the escort was going to crusade against the free people in the territory today, the people in the camp suddenly became excited, and they ran excitedly to tell each other, as if they were celebrating a festival.

Standing in the upper camp, Victor looked at the noisy and joyful crowd below, and realized that his people were deeply hostile to the free people in his territory.

Actually, this is normal, because these freedmen are like a bunch of rogues who are stealing their belongings to the people. In fact, all lieges will not allow the freedmen to stay in their territory for a long time, because these freedmen will threaten the security of the territory, and only the loose freedmen will be conditionally accepted and perform some menial and dangerous work.

A group of heavily armed guards left the camp and set out on the march under Nelson's orders, but Victor did not accompany him, for he was the most feared marksman in the camp, and he had to guard the entire hill camp while the guards poured out of the nest. However, one day he will also face this bloody truth, and Victor has already realized this!

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In a wooden hut in a free camp, several men are gathering around a table, eating and drinking and talking.

"I didn't expect that those useless purple cane can be used to make wine, and it tastes so good! Let's salute that venerable little lord, thank him for inventing such fine wine. Hahaha. A man drank the purple cane wine from the wine glass in one gulp and said jokingly.

"A lord without knights or castles can be called a lord?" said the other man disdainfully.

"Of course he's a lord, and we should want him to be the lord here, isn't that great? A thin old man said with a dark smile.

His name was Uze, and he was the leader of this free camp.

Unlike the other strong, brutal leaders of the freedmen, Uze was old and frail, and he ruled them by cunning and cunning.

"This kind of purple cane wine will make us rich, we have to arrange manpower to collect more purple cane, don't cut the purple cane near the camp, go to other camps to collect purple cane. Uze drained the purple cane wine from the wine glass and instructed the others.

Uze was the first leader of the freedmen to send eyeliner to the hill camp, and when he learned that Victor was using purple cane to make wine, he also began to try his hand at brewing it himself, and today was the first time they tasted purple cane wine.

"Head, aren't there a lot of purple cane nearby, why do you have to go so far to collect?" asked a strong man, puzzled, in his opinion, the farther he went, the greater the risk, and it could cause conflicts with other free private lands, after all, everyone has their own territory.

"There are so many doorways in this... Uze smiled and pulled a long note, smiling happily at the sight that everyone else was craned their necks waiting for him to answer.

Uze liked nothing more than to see the foolish men look at him asking for advice, and he thought he was a smart man, and that smart people were born to be the leader.

"Now no one except the little lord and us knows the value of the purple cane, but unfortunately it won't be long before all the free camps will know about this secret, after all, they have also planted eyeliner in the little lord's camp. So, while they don't know it, we're going to cut down the purple cane near their camp, and by the time they understand it, we'll have made a lot of money." ”

"Also, the little lord doesn't allow the people in the territory to cut down the purple cane, everyone knows this. But what would he do if he found out that the freemen were disobeying his orders?"

"He will send guards to exterminate the freedmen, but unfortunately he has no knights, and he is doomed to lose his army, and when they are both defeated, we will join his camp en masse and help him destroy the freedmen. ”

"At that time, we will become vassals in this territory, and the small lords whose strength has been greatly reduced will be controlled by us. We'll make more money by selling purple cane wine, recruit more men in the name of the little lord, and then make the Byr's gang bandits, and ask the knights of the House of York to kill them all!"

"In the end, this territory will be ours!" Uze triumphantly told his stunned men his plan.

"Haha, Gao Ming!"

"Worthy of our head!"

The men slapped Uze's ass loudly, their eyes red from the prospect he had depicted.

Just as they were imagining the future, a freedman ran in in a panic and shouted, "Look! Oh no! The lord's guards have come over!"

Uze was a little confused, what is the situation?

Nelson rode on a sturdy warhorse, staring coldly at the free camp in front of him, dressed in blue-black armor, revealing a cold and ruthless smell, just like his mood at the moment.

Victor is the most special nobleman Nelson has ever seen, he has the elegance and wisdom of the aristocracy but without the arrogance and ruthlessness of the nobility, Nelson can clearly feel Victor's respect for everyone, not only for a powerful and violent warrior like him, but also for ordinary members of the War Bear. This is the main reason why he wholeheartedly supports David Victor.

The only thing that upset Nelson was that Victor was too kind to the Free People. This may be because the lord is too young to realize the danger these freedmen can do to the realm. That's what Nelson thinks.

Nelson has always had no good feelings, or even hatred for the disobedient free folk group, even if the war bear mercenary was also a free folk group two months ago, but he has always believed that the war bear mercenary group is different from those free people, every time they enter the noble lord's territory, they will report to the sheriff in a regular manner, and pay taxes in full, the war bear mercenary group is a group that abides by the rules of the lord.

What's more, the freedmen once killed his relatives. And now, these rat-like hateful fellows are actually plundering the wealth of adults in their territory!

Nelson's strong heart pulsated in his chest, pumping blood to all corners of his body, the muscles of his body contracting naturally, and the pinched steel axe handle made a "squeak, rattle" sound in his hands. He was furious that the purple cane forests around the free camp had been cut down.

Victor and Nelson talk about the value of the purple cane forest, and he is skeptical at first, but with the success of the purple cane wine, he is full of hope that it can replace the cane sugar of honey. As a result, these 4 or 5 meters tall purple cane have become plants made of silver in his eyes!

As for why it wasn't made of gold, it was because Victor told him that the amount of cane sugar made it impossible to sell honey for a price. Although Nelson didn't understand much, out of respect for Lord Victor, he still reduced gold to silver, anyway, there are more purple cane here, even if it is made of silver, it is a wealth that he can't imagine!

But these free people dare to ignore the orders of the adults and cut down these precious purple cane!

Nelson exhaled heavily, and the heat in his mouth and nose met with the cold air, forming a white mist that shot out more than two feet long. As an experienced mercenary, he understands that he must not be swayed by anger when fighting.

"Uncle Barrett, it's still the old rule, I'll lead the people into the camp and lower the drawbridge, and you'll be in charge of directing the rest. Nelson loosened the handle of his axe and said to a lanky old mercenary beside him.

"Don't worry, Nelson boy, can a bandit camp of more than a hundred people still hold our War Bears?!" Barrett said hoarsely.

Barrett is the old man among the War Bear mercenaries, he is not as strong and powerful as other mercenaries, and his martial arts skills are also average, but he is good at archery, he is very calm when fighting, and he is the commander of the War Bear mercenaries on the battlefield. Each time, it was Nelson who led the charge, while Barrett was in charge of the whole situation in the back.

"I hope these newcomers will die less in battle... Nelson looked at the rookie guards and said with some concern.

Although, these guards are all strong and well-equipped, after all, the training time is too short, and they are not well-trained elites, and in the brutal battle, there will definitely be casualties.

"Boy, how did you become a mother-in-law? Our new members have equipment and training like theirs, and they don't all have skills honed in battle, if they forget everything I usually teach them, they will die. ”

Barrett looked at the newcomers with some dissatisfaction, unlike those calm and indifferent war bear mercenaries, some of them were excited, some were bloodthirsty, some were nervous, and some were afraid, these emotions would make them make mistakes, either killing themselves or their comrades, only blood and death can make these people grow into qualified warriors, not training every day.

"That's right, I've changed, we've all changed, we've gone from freedmen to vassals, we have nothing but life, we have land, we have wealth, we have status. But one thing hasn't changed, we will not show mercy to those bandits!"

Nelson smiled calmly and said to Gru on the side, "Go shout!"

Gru took a tower shield and walked to the main gate of the camp, and shouted: "Listen inside, by the orders of Lord Victor Wimbledon, you will be given a quarter of an hour to open the door and surrender!

In response, the bolts fired from the turret were blocked by Gru with his shield.

"Head, it looks like they made a choice. Gru returned to Nelson, raised his shield with arrows, and grinned, completely unfurnished at the rejection, pleased with the result.

Nelson nodded, rode up to the group, and shouted to the guards, "Soldiers, the bandits have rejected our kindness, and we will level this camp!"

"Listen to all, in groups of five, with three spearmen in the center and two sword and shield bearers in charge of protecting the flanks of the group. ”

"Kill every enemy that appears within your range, whether it is a man or a woman, an old man or a child, and not let any enemy live behind your back!

"If someone is injured, they will fall back, and if they can't walk, they will lie where they are! If the group is reduced to three, move closer to the nearest group!"

After shouting, Nelson returned to his position and whispered to Barritt, "Uncle Barrett, don't kill too many people! Lord Victor likes to kill senselessly, and we can't let the Church of Radiance trouble us." ”

Barrett is the one who decides when to stop fighting, and all the guards must fight and kill without stopping until he gives the order.

"Don't worry, if Master Victor treats those crippled old fellows well, I won't disappoint him. Barrett replied solemnly.

When Victor came to take office, he gave 2,000 gold soles to house the disabled War Bear members, which made all the War Bear mercenaries feel the same way. You must know that 2000 gold sol is an out-and-out huge amount of money.

"Okay!

"Go and let these bandits learn the majesty of the Bear of the Northland!"

Nelson smiled when he heard this, the bear of the Northland was the name he had carved out in the kingdom of Dord.

"Shoot!"

At the sound of an order, under the cover of the tower shield, the crossbowmen of the war bear fired repeatedly at the archers on the arrow tower with military heavy crossbows. Despite being terrain-inferior, the military heavy crossbow was a weapon that could threaten the knights, and its crossbow bolts slashed through the bodies of the freedfolk archers, causing them to fall from the high towers of arrows in a scream. The rest of the people no longer dared to poke their heads out from behind the wooden guardrail and shoot at the guards below.

After the arrow towers in the camp were suppressed, Nelson moved.

The two-hundred-pound full-body armor was as light as nothing on Nelson's body, and he slammed his feet, crossing the trench more than three meters wide, and rushing directly towards the sturdy wooden fence.

Nelson's axes were crossed in front of his chest, and the solid iron oak fence, in front of the fierce warrior with a body of 20 points, instantly collapsed, breaking a huge hole, and Nelson had already burst into the interior of the camp.

Immediately, Nelson's roar and the howl of battle rang out in the camp. The members of the war bear outside were not idle, a few planks were quickly set up on the trench, and more than a dozen elite warriors wearing chain mail and holding spears and shields also rushed into the camp along the hole in the fence. They will assist Nelson in lowering the drawbridge so that the group can enter the camp.

Nelson is really like a violent bear at the moment, under the blue and black armor are the muscles that rise, and the sharp battle axe is the claws of the violent bear, any enemy that appears within its attack range will be directly chopped away, these people are often broken in two in the air, blood is sprinkled everywhere, and those who are not dead for a while are still wailing on the ground.

For mercenaries, cruelty and gore are necessary mercy in hand-to-hand combat, which will cause the enemy to lose their fighting spirit due to fear, and eventually abandon their weapons and surrender. Only in this way can more people survive on both sides of the war.

This is cruel mercy!

The freedfolk in the camp no longer dared to confront Nelson head-on, and they began to shoot at Nelson from a distance with hunting bows and crossbows, but their arrows could not do any damage to Nelson in full armor.

A javelin pierced a crossbowman shooting at Nelson, and as a dozen of the Bears joined the fray, the freedfolk who tried to resist finally collapsed.

Soon, the drawbridge was cut and the guards who followed swarmed in and stormed the camp.

The battle ended quickly, and when the convoy stormed the camp, the freedmen in the camp surrendered to their knees, for most of the diehards had already been slaughtered by Nelson and his elite men.

The drums of the truce soon sounded, and the guards were pleasantly surprised to find that the battle was easier than expected, most of them had not even seen blood, and the casualties were pitiful, only one unlucky ghost accidentally fell into the trench while crossing the drawbridge, and fell into a serious injury...

A raging fire ignited in the camp, and the entire free camp was burned by the guards.

Uze hid among the surrendered freedmen, looking at the burning camp, his heart dripping with blood.

Damn, you say that the little lord doesn't have knights under him?Isn't the captain of the guard who broke my camp a knight?Is the ogre pretending?liar!Damn the pigs!Uze cursed his eyeliner frantically in his heart.

However, Nelson did not let him go.

"You're the leader of the bandits, Uze?"

Nelson walked up to Uze with his tomahawk, and while he was working on his battle plan, Victor gave him the information of the leader of the Free People.

"Lord Knight, I'm not a bandit, I'm just a lowly freeman. Uze bowed to Nelson repeatedly, the bloody methods of this powerful warrior made him feel terrified from the bottom of his heart.

"Disobey Lord Victor's orders, and you will be a bandit!

Nelson coldly raised his razor-sharp battle axe, leaving none of the leaders of the land free!

"Wait!Knights can't kill surrendered freedmen at will!This is the teachings of the Lord of Radiance!You will be punished by the Church!" Uze shouted loudly, making a last-ditch effort to survive.

"Poof!" Uze was split in half by Nelson without any hesitation.

"I'm not a knight! But I've killed a knight! I'm Nelson the bear of the North!"

Covered in blood, Nelson stood in front of the burning wooden house and threw the parchment document in his hand into the flames, watching it burn to black ashes, the one Victor had signed for him.

"Next camp!" Nelson flipped over his horse, his face determined and grim.

From this day on, the fame of the Bears of the Northlands began to spread in the territory, along with blood and fire.