After a large-scale migration, it doesn't end immediately. In fact, the army could not stay out for long, and most of the cities and villages were cleared, but there were a few remote villages that escaped for the time being.

However, the escape was very short-lived, and for the next month, caravans, or cavalry squads, continued to search the territory. Scatter. At this point, it was already early afternoon. There is no cloud in the sky, and the thick fog gradually disappears with the condensation of popularity, and there is only one sun, in the sky, constantly pouring its own light below. A wide avenue, from a distance, leads to the heart of the Salante Territory. It's noon, and the fog has temporarily cleared in the whole world, and you can see that the trees on the left and right of the road are still quite dense, and they are desperately stretching their branches and leaves at this time, absorbing the sunlight, so the sunlight that penetrates the layers of branches and projects on the ground is extremely sparse.

It is only then that is the best time to hurry, and once it is after three o'clock in the afternoon, the fog will condense again, and there will not be much light on this road to illuminate the road ahead.

When the sun goes down and you can see the road in front of you, it will be even more difficult.

Of course, daytime is daytime after all, and you can walk slowly if there is fog, but at night, you have to find a way to stop and rest. People who have been in the fog for many years can naturally find a suitable place to rest. At this time, more than a dozen horse-drawn carts and ox carts were trying to move. Horse-drawn carts and ox-carts were in tatters, and were loaded with all sorts of goods.

Although there is no village feed in front, and the back is also barren, and there are no people on both sides of the avenue, but the population of this caravan is really large. Almost all of these people are on the road as a family unit.

Most of the ox carts were driven by these people, usually the old and weak sat on the carts, and other men and women in the prime of life carried packages on their backs and walked on foot. number, a total of more than a hundred people.

Around them, and at the front and rear of the ranks, there were twenty or so soldiers armed with weapons, all of them strong and well-trained, all of them supervising them with serious faces, so that they did not dare to flee halfway. "Mother, are we going to be killed?" A childish voice suddenly sounded among the pedestrians, and it was not so obvious in the chaotic footsteps and conversations. "Don't be afraid, kid, we won't die. The child's mother saw that the child's face turned pale with fright, and hurriedly whispered to comfort him and say business. Although she was also full of fear.

The child who spoke was five or six years old, a little boy, with a small face but pink and cute, a coarse cloth dress, and a very well-cut fit.

The child's father also spoke at this time, but his voice was also deliberately low: "Don't be afraid, I've already inquired, these people arrested us to replenish the population of their territory, anyway, we have walked everywhere, those of us who are the people, at most we are living in a different place, and seeing that their strength is so strong, their territory will not be bad, rest assured, we will not die!"

"Father, is it true? So, I can eat two loaves of bread at a time? I just heard those aunts say that when we go to that place, we will all sell to the great nobles and make them slaves, and they will make us work every day and not let us have enough to eat. The child listened to his father's words and whispered.

Seeing the child's eyes with great fear, it is really uncomfortable to be a father, but to the child, he is a father, but to the soldier, he is a weakling. "Rest assured, we will get better in the future. Patting the child's head gently, the father said, suppressing his feelings. "Hehe, that's good, I want to eat white bread every day!" the child understood something, and when he heard that he didn't have to starve every day, he immediately broke his face and smiled.

It's just that his parents, as adults, have to think about their future lives. After a while, the little boy stretched and fell asleep on the ox cart.

The mother, seeing that the child was asleep, immediately sat closer to her husband and asked in a low voice, "Do you say, will we really be used as slaves in this past?" The father, who was the father, immediately whispered a rebuke: "Don't let the children hear it, and don't let those people hear it." "But what they say is really common!" the woman whispered, "why do you want to take us if you don't treat us as slaves?"

"Don't you think about it, if you want to make us slaves, will you allow us to carry our own possessions?" the man thought for a moment and said, "And, the priest Leye, didn't you say? Hearing her husband's explanation, the woman finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If that's the case, it's good, then it's good." "This heart is only half in the stomach. In fact, such families with fear of the future abound.

Although under the supervision of those soldiers, these people did not dare to make any abnormal movements, but in their eyes, they could see a kind of panic and uneasiness. There aren't many people who can think like the child's father. "Captain Mogov, look at these people, all of them are sad and crying, they don't think that we are going to treat them as slaves, right?"

A cavalryman walking on the side of the road on a horse, looked at the bitter faces of the leaders who were hurrying on the side, and was very depressed: "It would be nice if you could treat them as slaves, but unfortunately, the plundering policy, which can only be allowed in wartime, is not allowed now."

Captain Mogov, who is also a cavalryman, heard this and smiled: "Of course, only in wartime, otherwise, wouldn't it be messed up?"

"Besides, a large-scale march is just that, like our small-scale, half-army and half-business, it is normal to be remembered, if we go on a killing spree and rob indiscriminately, in the future, there will be survivors who will become believers, and we will have the ability to take revenge, and we will not be able to prevent it!"

"And, the priest supervised, the god Romon is a strict god, and he can't hide it, but it doesn't matter, these more than 100 people, we can get a considerable reward if we escort them to the city. "As for these people, what are they going to do? When they get to the territory and get real benefits, they will understand. ”

"They don't believe us at all, we have made it clear, when they get to the place, as long as they believe in the god Romon God, after a year, they can give them land, rebuild their homes, let them live better and work in peace and contentment, why don't they believe it?" said the cavalryman before with a sigh.

Not all people can understand the mercy of Romon God, and when they do, they will naturally become the most faithful believers of God. Captain Mogov glanced at the leaders, shook his head and smiled, and said to his companions. "That's right. The cavalryman nodded, and praised Captain Mogov's statement 11-oo

After a while, the cavalryman suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, after completing the mission this time, are you going to be transferred to work in the city?"

Looking at the envious expressions of his companions, Captain Mogov did not deny it, but said: "I have heard people mention it, but how to arrange it depends on the meaning above." ”

"Who doesn't know that you are now trusted by Pastor Gohata?" the cavalryman who was walking side by side with him naturally had a slightly sour taste in his tone.

"When you used to be a cavalry guard, you were down-to-earth and serious, and later on the battlefield, you worked very hard and made meritorious contributions, plus you used to work with Pastor Gohata, and you were familiar with him, it is impossible to think of not being promoted. ”

"I heard that Pastor Gohata is now at the fourth level, maybe he will become the fifth level, he is promoted to a bishop, he is very good at talking in the church, you are climbing up thick thighs, how can you be like us, until now" is still a village guard, the range of activities is very small, there are few people to contact, and if you want to further improve your strength, there are fewer opportunities, alas!" Hearing the bursts of emotion from his companions, Captain Mogov was also embarrassed when he heard it. "You can rest assured, in the future, there will be a lot of things in the territory, and there will always be a day when they come out. Captain Mogov then spoke encouragingly to his companions.

"Alas, I hope so, in fact, I really can't compare with you, you are down-to-earth and hardworking, and talented, just over a year, you have been successfully promoted to the next level, if it weren't for your level to be promoted quickly, it wouldn't be reused so quickly, so the strength is also a very important reason, you are relying on your own strength to get all this, except to learn from you, I have no other way to go.

Realizing that he had just said something sour, the cavalryman hurriedly pulled the words back, although it was a round word, but it was also his heart's words.

Captain Mogov smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, as long as you work hard, there is no unsuccessful one, by the way, you see, the next two, the progress is very fast, it is the militia of the neighboring village, I think this time it may also be absorbed into the cavalry team in the city, you also have to work hard!"

"Yes, I know!" the other man nodded firmly.

Then, while talking, the two horsemen urged their horses and drove along the side of the road.

Behind them, about 1 cometer away, two more horsemen rode slowly.

This caravan was in effect a mercenary militia to carry out the mission, and the cavalry was responsible for managing and monitoring the many things that happened to these soldiers and the people who were on the move

The two cavalrymen behind him were not very old, less than thirty, almost twenty-five or sixteen years old.

Although none of them are of a very high level, that is, about the level of two or three levels, they are familiar with horsemanship, and in the village, they were originally the sons of the village chief, and in terms of roots, they are still the descendants of the knights of the old lord.

Therefore, they have a lot of experience in managing the team, and there are also two of them in the task of relocating the people. "Old man, this battle is really a pleasure!" one of the cavalrymen, urging his horse side by side with his companions, sighed with emotion.

"Hehe, yes, this battle was indeed fought very happily, and the fruits of victory were also very rich!" Looking at the migration team, another cavalryman said: "It's a pity that I only encountered a few enemies, and I didn't kill them happily!" "On the battlefield, did you get any inspiration?" The cavalryman who spoke before asked, "Inspiration?"

"Yes, do you know why it's hard for us to break through the level? It's because I've never experienced such a battle, and I'll tell you the truth, old man, I have already felt a little stingy in the battle, and I guess I will be able to break through the first level this year. The cavalryman said with a smile.

"Really, that's really going to congratulate you, in fact, when I was fighting, I also vaguely touched an edge, I just need to think about it again, and I'm afraid it won't be too far away from successfully qualifying." The latter said: "Before, I always thought that it was because of my poor qualifications, so I couldn't break through, and others may think the same as me, but after this big fight, I realized that it was not that our qualifications were too poor, but that we lacked an environment that could improve our strength."

"Yes, you're right, we lack such an environment, no fighting, there will be no promotion, in the past we all focused on their own technical improvement, in fact, when entering a bottle, only continuous fighting, it is possible for us to get a breakthrough. "These two cavalrymen, as soon as they talked about the issue of promotion, immediately felt good.

"Hey, when we reach the third level, we can apply to join the cavalry team in the city, so that there will be more battles, as long as we don't die, I believe that in five years, the knights will also have our place. ”

"That's right, now as long as you become a knight, first as a guardian knight, as long as you establish meritorious deeds, you will be given a village to us, and our family can be continued again.

"Under the light of the god Romon!"

"Under the light of the god Romon!"

The two horsemen laughed, as if thinking of a bright future.

It's just that no one notices that in this huge migration team, some people seem to be preoccupied.

Most of these people are young adults, or dressed as merchants, or dressed as adventurers, most of them are dressed in these two trades, and they all look like lonely people, their numbers are not very large, they are scattered and hidden in this migration team, and those ordinary people are different, their faces do not have too much panic, but in their eyes, there is a deep difference.