Heading north along a dirt road that can accommodate four horses side by side, you gradually emerge from the encirclement of several mountain peaks.

In front of Meng Yang's eyes was a huge plain, slightly desolate, from time to time there were strong winds rolling up gusts of sand, and his divine sense came out, and within five miles, Meng Yang saw many civilians working on the land, the land was the greatest reliance of the civilians, and food was a necessary thing for all.

The main food crop of the White Dragon Empire is Humai.

Commoners are the subjects of the baron, they are given a certain amount of land, and they need to pay a certain tax every year or month, which is also one of the important sources of income for the barony.

The grain grown by the commoners could be transported to Sisan Castle and sold, mostly in exchange for paying taxes.

In addition to the attack of wild beasts, civilians must also guard against the raids and raids of bandits, many civilians because of the raids of bandits, and eventually become slaves because of the payment of a lot of taxes, which is commonplace in the territory of Baron Iniesta, Sissan Castle is a drunken city, is a paradise that countless people dream of living, where there are countless good wines, delicious food and all kinds of beautiful women, and of course, there are opportunities for people to go to heaven or hell one step at a time.

These are too far away from the common people, as long as they are not attacked by bandits and wild beasts, and they can grow several seasons of food smoothly, except for the family's food and drink, and pay taxes, that is the greatest happiness.

Along the way, there were hardly any pedestrians on the road, but Andal and Monyan gradually became familiar with each other, and the two began to talk slowly.

"Andal, how many bandits do you say there are in Si Sangling?"

"Master, did you go to Sisang's Castle to join the bandits? It is said that there are two of the most powerful bandits, with a total of more than a thousand people. Although they don't have any high-end equipment, they kill people without blinking, women and children don't let go, and every time they go to a village, they will definitely kill all the people in the village, burn the village, and rob it. For so many years, the Baron sent troops to conquer everywhere, but the bandits were very cunning, and the Baron's army had no way to deal with them. Take the slave catcher team in our town as an example, I know a man named Gülen, who is very powerful, and almost became a first-class soldier, but once their team encountered a bandit of fifty people, Gülen had most of his face cut off, and he also broke an arm, and he picked up a life, and now he lives worse than a dog in the town. ”

"However, I heard that the head of an ordinary bandit can be exchanged for two silver coins, and if the bandit leader is caught, it will be three hundred gold coins. Tsk, with three hundred gold coins, I can go to the guild assessment, alas. ”

Meng Yang was silent, Andal seemed to remember that he was now a slave and what guild assessment he was still participating in, so he hurriedly squeezed out a smile and said: "Master, if you want to hunt bandits in exchange for a bounty, you must first get permission from the slave hunting team, so that you can come back with the bandit's head every time to exchange money." But I advise the master to dispel this idea, forget it, the ferocity of the bandits is not something that ordinary people can deal with, although the master is wise and powerful, but they are numerous, and the two of us are not ······ at all."

Meng Yang read the book for a few days, in fact, what he saw were some of the war history of the White Dragon Empire, as well as maps and the like, although he had a preliminary understanding of the world where the nobles were dominant, but he was still very vague about the three guild professions lightly mentioned in the book, and when he heard Andal talk about the assessment, he asked: "Andal, what assessment do you want to participate in, tell me." ”

Andal scratched his head, his eyes were a mixture of hope and despair, but along the way, he felt that this master was still very different from the average barbarian, and he was much more courageous, and at first he stammered a little, and gradually began to gush.

"Master, it is my life's pursuit that I want to go to the Imperial Panlong to participate in the assessment of the Thieves Guild and become a qualified thief, but now it seems that there is no hope. The high registration fee, the long distance, all of which I can't afford, and now that I follow the master, where do I dare to think about any assessment. ”

Meng Yang said indifferently: "Of the three major professions, it won't be only the imperial capital Panlong who can participate in the assessment, right?

Andal sneered: "Actually, in fact, the little one wants to go to the imperial capital to see and see, it is said that the imperial capital has a holy master who can summon dragons, there are dragon knights riding dragons, and ace thieves who are famous all over the world, and Panlong is the holy place in the hearts of every white dragon person." However, I may not be able to go to that place in my life. ”

Andal looked lonely.

Meng Yang asked, "Tell me about the specific situation of Si Sang's territory, who gave him the baron's domain?"

Andal said in his heart, this master is extremely concerned about the affairs of the nobles, and he doesn't know what he is thinking. But he replied, "I heard from the bards who passed by Igula that our lord, Baron Iniesta, is the illegitimate son of Lord Viscount Ebreth. Hehe, this rumor is reliable nine times out of ten. The Viscount had three large territories under his jurisdiction of nineteen towns, and the Baron had three towns, the smallest of the three and the most barren, and there were no mines. I heard that the viscount has more than thirty wives and concubines, but only three sons, one of whom is the illegitimate son of our baron. Alas, we don't know much about the nobility. ”

Meng Yang asked casually: "In this way, even if an illegitimate son is a baron, it is difficult to have a chance to obtain the inheritance?"

Andal lowered his voice and said, "The master is really knowledgeable. I heard that Lord Viscount's health has not been good in the past two years, and the three Barons are fighting openly and secretly, and who doesn't want to inherit the title and enter the Dragon Descending City? It seems that our Lord Baron does not have an advantage at all, and his two brothers have a lot of capable people around him, I heard that there are fifth-level magicians, and they have mines, the land is fertile, and the gold coins are rolling into the money bag, our Lord Baron can't compare at all. Besides, in terms of strength, the army of those two barons is several times that of Sisang Castle, and the garrison of Dragon Descending City is also the people of the two barons, inheriting the title of viscount, our lord is no play. ”

Meng Yang was very surprised, Andal, a thief in a remote town, knew a lot about the affairs of the nobility, and couldn't help but look at Andal.

In this empire, either you become an outstanding figure in the three major guilds, or you become a wealthy nobleman with heavy armies and a large territory to provide resources, then you have a place in the empire and have a certain right to speak.

This is very similar to the situation in "hometown". Meng Yang sighed silently in his heart, feeling an inexplicable sharp pain in his heart.

"Training, training, battlefield, fighting, okay, I'll try to fight from a civilian, fight once, see if I have the ability to survive in a harsh environment. Monyan silently told himself that his determination had never been stronger.

"This bastard, a baron, is a choice that can be cooperated. Anyway, Iniesta and I are both the lowest people in society, and I want to see if the ants can defy the sky!"

Andal suddenly felt a burning breath like a flame coming from his master's body, and in an instant, Andal seemed to be in a hot furnace, and his sweat soaked his whole body, making him extremely frightened.

"Is the master a warrior or a magician?, how could he be so strange?" Andal felt that it was difficult for his legs to move, and he had to do everything in his power to keep up with Monyan's pace.

"Andal, do you think we can meet the Baron?" asked Monyan suddenly.

"Ah, master~~ I, I think it's still difficult for us to meet Lord Baron, our identity ······" Andal muttered, not knowing what to say.

"If we carry the bandit's head to Castle Sisan, the Baron won't see us?" said Meng Yang in a deep voice.

Andal shuddered, and said in a trembling voice: "Lord~~~ Master, you don't really want to ~~~~~~"

"You tell me where to find the slave catchers, let's go get a permit first. Meng Yang said coldly.

Andal swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, pointed to a mountain range in front of him, and said, "Three miles away, we will arrive at the village of Indigo, where a team of slave hunters from Lord Xiwei is stationed. ”

"Okay, let's hurry up. Meng Yang said loudly, and he was seven or eight meters away in one step, and Andal trotted desperately, but still couldn't keep up with Meng Yang's pace.

The village is not large, there are only about 30 families, and there is a 30-member slave hunting team from the small town of Yigula. Captain Beyong is a first-class fighter.

Forty-eight years old, he was a minor officer in the garrison of Sisang's castle, and was sent by the Baron to the small town of Igula to form a 200-strong slave catcher. Most of these team members are hunters recruited from the civilian population, and some of them can reach more than 300 catties, and what they value is the rich experience of these activities in the herringbone mountains and forests, and they are more cunning than the lynx bandits, and these hunter-born team members are very suitable.

However, Beyong was depressed.

The Baron's many orders have conveyed his strong dissatisfaction and anger to Beyong, mainly because the progress of the slave catcher team is not smooth, if it is not for Beyong's clever capture of dozens of fellows who went to the volcanic lava field to venture as slaves to barely make a mission, Beyong is very doubtful that he can save his head.

Although Beyong is an out-and-out warrior, he did not receive the Warrior Medal issued by the guild after the assessment, so in terms of treatment, the Baron only gave him ten gold coins every month, although plus a few gold coins from the filial piety of Lord Yigula Town, this amount of money is still too little for Beyong.

He wanted to cultivate a Dou Qi, but even the lowest level of the Dou Qi Gong was sold for five hundred gold coins in Si Sang Castle, and he could only sigh at it.

He knew very well that with his mere 200 rabble, he would not be able to wipe out the fierce and cunning bandits. If you're not careful, you're likely to have your head moved. But what's the solution?

Beyong was sitting in the barracks at the head of the village drinking alcohol, when suddenly a slave catcher shouted outside the tent: "Your Excellency, someone has come to get permission from the bandits." ”

Don't stand up forever, your eyes shining.