A two-day walk south after crossing the checkpoint is the lowest point in the northern mountain range of Crescent Chau.

The snow melted from the top of the endless mountain range has flowed for thousands of years to form an inherent trend: from north to south, from the place where Henry and others started, but after a little bit of it, it merges with the earth, leaving only the soil resources that wash down with the current.

However, the water has not disappeared completely, but has moved below the surface. It continued south with our sage and his party along the underground river, and finally gradually seeped out in the low-lying areas of the north, forming a marsh.

This is the starting point of a tributary of the Yongchuan River, the largest river in Xinyuezhou. The term "Yongchuan River" is a translation of the Lamanite language, and in fact, the language of the Land of the Moon already contains the meaning of river, so the official local term is only called Yongchuan - but let's get back to the original place.

The marshland has no official name because of its remote location and the fact that it was not built by a government. Locals simply call it "the village" or, more often and more literally, "swamp village".

Its origin is somewhat peculiar, initially it was not even a village where people settled at all, but existed as a bazaar.

Regular fixed-point gatherings for trading are not uncommon in Rigal. Despite the geographical and cultural barriers, what people do is always strikingly similar.

However, the origin of the market in the swamp village is slightly different, it was not born as a result of the exchange of daily goods by commoners as in other places, but was built by the warrior class of the Moon Country, the warriors.

The country is extremely hierarchical, and it is not just rhetorical like the withering Padrossi Empire, but permeates all aspects of life. Even if they are fellow scholars, if the subordinate collides with the superior, then it is not guilty to be killed on the spot according to the laws of the Moon Country.

The rigid hierarchy means that the vast majority of people are tied to their own class for the rest of their lives, they have no way out, and all they can do is to maintain their current status.

In the eyes of Henry and others, who are foreigners, this unity and stability are admirable. But this apparent calm cannot change the fierce competition inside.

Similar to the Suomir kingdom as the starting point of this journey: no wars meant no significant population losses and no new territories left vacant. And after a long period of peace, it is clear that the whole country has been almost divided into the cake. They were unable to gain their own fiefdoms and class promotions through foreign conquests, so they had to turn to fierce internal competition. As long as someone above commits a major crime and is connected to the Nine Clans, this vacated position falls on his head, and there is the least possible possibility.

Obviously, the direct descendants of the so-called Great Moon God, who have been on the throne of this unified country for 4,000 years, are far superior to the kings and emperors of the Rigal continent, at least in terms of playing with imperial power.

This infallible hierarchy led to a mutual surveillance relationship between the lower and higher nobility. The deified royal family has become an irrefutable existence. Even between blood relatives, because the rules of the strict system take precedence over blood relations, and because they are indeed linked to their own interests, it is difficult for the lower classes to form close alliances against the royal family, at least in the past.

From a townsman to a vassal king. The pressure on the nobles and gentry of the Moon Nation is far greater than that of their counterparts in Rigal. Their every word and deed, food, clothing, housing and transportation need to strictly follow the rules. But even so, there will still be aristocrats who are poor in business for various reasons and fall into the middle of the road.

These people are forced to sell their belongings for the sake of life, but this behavior is bound to attract the contempt and exclusion of other nobles. Even without this, just being treated in a strange light by the untouchables would be a humiliation for the arrogant samurai who wanted to draw their swords and commit suicide.

Under such a premise, in order to hide people's eyes, they chose to trade in disguise at night, and the so-called "ghost market" that disappeared after dawn was born.

And with such a not-so-clear beginning, after a long time, naturally all kinds of cows, ghosts, snakes and gods have mixed in. The stolen items, and even the clothes and jewelry that were dug up and removed from the bodies of the deceased who had just been buried, made the name of the ghost market more solid step by step.

All kinds of things that are shady but whose prices are far cheaper than those of serious channels have attracted ordinary people who want to take advantage of them, as well as all kinds of businessmen who have traveled thousands of miles to resell second-hand goods. With the population base, the corresponding service industries such as catering and accommodation were also born, and then there were entertainment occasions such as prostitution and casinos. It came and went, and the scale snowballed. In the end, a village with all kinds of cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods mixed in, which can be called the dark corner of the Moon Country, was born.

It's not that the people above haven't planned to clean up such a tumor-like existence. But the emperor is far away, and the envoys sent by Xinjing will take a month and a half to reach the local capital even if they take the fastest boat and ride the fastest horse, and if they gather troops to deal with it, before the people are assembled, the people in the swamp village are estimated to have heard the wind and dispersed.

By the time the mentally frustrated envoys return to Xinjing in discouragement, the front foot has just left, and the back foot will regroup like a swarm of rats in hiding, and continue their way of life in a lively and lively manner.

As a result, the envoys sent to the north were basically regarded as young men who needed to be frustrated.

This kind of insider knowledge that the upper class only knows is naturally told through the mouth of our Miss Doctor. Although this is not her specialty, when she wanted to go to the north to investigate, Aya's mentor tried to make her feel intimidated by explaining the shady nature of the place.

Although in the end, Miss Doctor was unable to resist her curiosity and embarked on the path of exploration, but because of what she had heard, she would rather take a detour by land than by water, which was more convenient and quicker.

However, the current situation forced them to have no other choice.

Although the area around the swamp village can be regarded as a three-way zone, it is not completely disorderly. The garrison here is not an officer or soldier, and the government prohibits soldiers from coming to such a place under normal circumstances, because the place of Fengyue is easy for young samurai to linger.

It has its own armed force, with a garrison of wandering samurai and bandits patrolling around the village, and a private army raised by the bosses of various factions.

A group of people approaching the village at night, before officially entering this brightly lit sleepless place, they encountered a group of patrols carrying paper lanterns and looming old armor under their warm clothes.

The other party looked very nervous, because the samurai and ashigaru armor and the small unicorn together counted as a group of three horses, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a regular armed force.

Horses in the Land of the Moon were only allowed to be ridden by samurai, and in addition to that, armor was also subject to extremely strict regulations.

Similar to Suomir's ban on swords, the smarter Moon Nation officially forbade private ownership of armor. Because the officers and soldiers here, including the low-ranking Ashigaru, can use the bow, and if the wicked man with the sword in his hand makes trouble, he can shoot him into a hedgehog by directly sending a group of archers.

And if the villain has a suit of armor, then even the Great Bow of the Moon Country, which is even more powerful than the longbow of the Avenella, will become very tricky. In the end, they had to mobilize a samurai horse team that was also heavily armoured to slash and kill the villains by cavalry charges or elite armor sieges.

The only people who can have armor are regular samurai or ronins whose ancestors were samurai but lost their fiefdoms. Although no one will check whether a person wearing armor is a ronin or a bandit in this kind of three-way zone, because of the strict circulation restrictions, people who can afford to wear a pair of bright armor will not want to be provoked.

"Guys, what are you here to do?" asked the patrol leader, dressed in straw sandals with stubble on his face and holding a pole with a sharpened but bright blade, which was old but could be seen to be carefully maintained.

"......." But the man in front of him, dressed in black armor and riding on a white horse, did not speak.

It's not that she doesn't speak, it's that she can't.

Mila was just the right height to wear the armor of the samurai who had been killed by the sage, and her cotton armor was worn underneath to support her figure, and the visor armor combined with the dim environment kept her face from being seen. But this is also based on the premise that the Luoan girl does not speak.

There are only a handful of women in the Land of the Moon becoming samurai, but there are only a handful of them with a history of 4,000 years, and unless they want to impress these people enough that their pursuers can easily track them down, Mira is better off as an ornament.

"Boom-" A sage dressed in ashigaru armor and holding a spear only about his height, a retinue dressed as a retinue stepped out from behind his horse.

The "......" patrol people were a little nervous when they saw his tall figure.

"We're waiting to investigate the villains, passing through here. But as soon as Henry spoke, the men all calmed down.

His Yuezhi Chinese thesaurus, which seems a bit old-fashioned today, with a calm tone, is very much in line with the status of the retinue who speaks in place of the master.

"If you want to check, please be modest. Our lord is disgusted with unnecessary delays. After a brief and well-worded explanation, the sage brought out the status of a samurai, not aggressive, but enough to make the other person cautious. The patrol captain, who had been hanging his head, nodded again and again: "Don't worry, adults, there's nothing to check, welcome." ”

He said it again and again, and the sage tugged at his hat that had been hanging low, thanked him in moderation, and then led the group slowly towards the bustling interior of the swamp village.

"Hiss, boss, do you smell anything? As the group walked over, a patrol member asked the captain.

"It's lacquer, these people's armor is probably brand new, and the smell of lacquer is not astigmatism. Oh, I'm so envious!" the patrol leader slapped himself on the thigh, and the group that entered the village quickly found a no-no corner and began to unload their equipment.

"Women, women, and children have made a detour from the front, and I, we'll meet them in a while. The leader of the Yi tribe, who had changed into ordinary clothes, said this, and the team of more than thirty Yi people dispersed under the guidance of Henry, and only about ten young men put on the temporarily changed color armor and accompanied them. They packed large bags with other substitutes and some funds, and were ready to buy proper camouflage clothing in the bazaar, as well as supplies needed to continue south.

And most importantly, find a boat that can travel down the river by waterway in all directions.

"The more people who know, the more troublesome it is, don't hire a local boat owner, just buy one. You can manipulate it, right?" the sage spoke, and the leader shook his head: "Small and small boats are fine, but big ships are not necessarily. ”

"It's okay, I will. Heng said this in a calm tone, and the girl Luoan, who took off her helmet to catch her breath, gave him a blank look, and said with her eyes, "Is there anything in this world that you can't do?" ”

"Huh. And Kalewa next to him also took off his ashigaru helmet, he was just so nervous that he was afraid of being discovered, and even kept reciting a few broken words of Tsukino Chinese in his heart, but fortunately, due to the strict class, the other party did not dare to embarrass them.

Anyway, they dispersed first, and the two men went to find the boat, and the others went to buy food and various clothes. Your face is not the same as that of other people, so you should be careful. Henry reminded that the facial contours of the Yi as a minority were actually closer to those of the Rigales, with their high noses and large eyes making them a little different from the natives, and with the blue ethnic tattoos, the situation would only be very troublesome in broad daylight.

"Here, here, it's okay for people to come and buy things. However, the leader's explanation made the sage nod his head with relative reassurance.

Henry and the others, who were still wearing armor, stayed where they were, guarding their money and supplies. The Yi people were divided into two groups, and one group changed back into their clothes. The few people who looked closer to the Japanese people, and the Chinese language of the moon was also more fluent, but they wore the Japanese clothes they had picked up, and after dressing up like a group of people under Henry's guidance, they took the money and began to purchase.

The sage, who had remained in place, tied the unloaded armor with hemp rope, found a few stones and stuffed them in, and then slowly pushed them into the river around the swamp without anyone noticing.

"At least the first step can be considered a successful one. Sweating from her helmet and visor, the girl with white hair clinging to her scalp touched the little unicorn with a horse coat on her head.

"Well, it's up to us to get ahead. And the sage took care of all his things, and opened his mouth to answer.

"Hopefully everything goes well. Kaleva slapped his forehead, and Age, who was also unangry, said, "yes, yes." Earth began to echo.

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