85_85536At the beginning of February, the climate in the eastern part of the Old World began to change as if it had been taken the wrong medicine.

When people wake up in the morning and are glad that they have survived the night and have not been frozen to death by the bitter cold, they will be surprised to find that the snow at the door has begun to melt. And it melts at a breakneck speed. There are already several stalls of dirty water in front of his door.

The temperature is starting to warm up. This doesn't just mean that this year's spring ploughing can begin. It means war even more. It's already inevitable.

"That's really...... Looks like we still don't deserve to die. Ivan!" In the breached town, which had become a dump and a pile of corpses, the Slavians from Tartaria shouted excitedly. Cheer loudly under the warm sun. It was at this time that the number two in the team spoke, saying this to Ivanovic.

"Hmm. Even Ivanovic, who was usually paralyzed, seemed to have no other facial expression except for his gloomy face, and when he heard this for a while, he grinned at the corners of his mouth and showed a smile that didn't look like a smile - this period of severe cold, under the power of heaven and earth, they really have no choice.

The best of them are powerful, and with only an axe, they can go to the forest and fight the giant man-bear. You can also go it alone and face a tribe of orcs or goblins. If the temper comes up, then the head of the tribe doesn't have to listen to it. If you drink too much alcohol, even legendary monsters will be able to come forward and fight.

But God, no. Heavy snow, no. Bitterly cold, no.

There's no way they can fight these things. There is not even a way to defend against it. There is no other way than to stay up.

In fact, this group of Slavians has a really good physique. At the same time, the ability to resist cold is equally good. As leaders, they will not be like ordinary homeless people, who have no food, no house, and no warm clothing.

But the problem is that even if they do, they can't use them all – even if they have enough food to eat every day, wrap themselves in warm clothing, and wrap themselves like a bear. At the same time, I got into the quilt and lived in a very large house.

However, even that is useless.

One of the most important problems is that there is no firewood.

Yes, there is no firewood. There is not enough firewood to make a fire to keep warm. In such a situation, even if you arm yourself to that kind of chengdù, it is completely useless. It's still possible that something could have happened.

This kind of thing is naturally unlikely to happen during the day. The main time of occurrence is at night. One rolls over and something is wrong, or kicks the quilt and kicks the legs. Or maybe a strong wind blows in and blows the windows open. Then when I look back the next morning, I may not be able to ask for the bare place...... There are more tragic ones, and it is not uncommon for soft tissues such as nose and ears to be damaged. For the vast majority of modern people to complain, the slightly exaggerated sentence "This cold weather can make people freeze their ears" is a real thing here. It's not an exaggeration.

In fact, the Slavian warrior who had just said "lucky" to Ivanovich was a person who had been fine before the blizzard fell, but now he only has eight fingers left.

Luckily, Bigfinger is fine, and most of his force value has been preserved, otherwise, the Slavites would not have been able to raise waste.

So, in such a situation, these Slavians will cheer and feel that they should not die. And rightfully so.

On the other hand, the ordinary mob and serfs under them were slightly less emotional.

There may be a little more to that sense of ease of escaping. But if it's joy, joy, then there's really not much.

Yes, I got through this hurdle. But when is the beginning? After so many people have died, why haven't they died? Even if they haven't died, what is the use of living like this? What can they do? Why do they still live?

That's it, thinking of those who didn't make it through, their relatives and friends, and even their loved ones, parents, brothers, children. They were all dead. Even after death, the body was not left behind. But he still survived...... I live like this......

When you think of this, there is no one who doesn't feel sentimental. Even the serfs, accustomed to tragedy, accustomed to their own humble, penniless life, will feel sad.

In the beginning, there were tens of thousands of homeless people gathered in and around the town, but now there are less than 3,000 left. The vast majority of people, not to mention the old, the young, the sick and the disabled, but those who are weaker and can't survive, or even ordinary and stronger, have not been able to survive.

More than 60% of the elimination rate. Only the most enduring, the most patient, the strongest, but also the most fierce, the most violent, the least human. Only in this way, or in this way, can you continue to live like this.

It was also after this blizzard that among the survivors, there was no difference between ordinary serfs and those bandits and bandits. Everyone is the same.

However, life has to go on. Since you are still alive, you should continue to live. Not for anything else, just to live. A living life wants to continue to live on its own. This in itself is one of the most convincing reasons.

"So, what should we do next?" the Slavic warriors gathered again, gathered in the middle, looked at him excitedly, fearfully, and at the same time eagerly, and asked.

After such a setback, it is natural that they want Ivanovic to come up with an idea. At the same time, it was after such a setback that, of course, Ivanovic's prestige declined - even if it was not his fault.

Therefore, while the Slavic warriors wanted him to take the idea, they would subconsciously look down on what he said. At the same time, he was eager to try to see if he also had the ability, the ability, and the life, to challenge, and then obtain the status of the leader of Ivanovich. As for what to do after the challenge is successful and the status of the leader is obtained, they really haven't thought about this kind of thing carefully.

Regardless, it's always good to get the status of a chief. Other things...... Probably later?

Ivanovich himself is a Slavi. So Ivanovic couldn't know much more about their minds. He just smiled, hideous, with that kind of smile that didn't look like a smile, and then replied, "Keep going, of course." Continue, towards Chersk. ”

After he said this, the eyes of the other Slavic warriors lit up. It's like a wolf. How could Ivanovich say such a thing? What time is it? When was it before? This order of his was wrong, so it was said-

"Do as I say!"

That is, before the Slavi fighters wanted to say something of protest, dissent, Ivanovich stood up. Like a bear, like a giant, like a monster. For a moment, he stood up, as if he were covered by the sun. The eyes of the Slavic warriors who were still sitting darkened. At the same time, my heart throbbed.

In an instant, they were well-behaved like dogs again.

So, soon, according to the original plan, the army of exiles advanced towards the Chersk countdom.

At the same time, at the gates of Fort Chersk. Part of the cargo was emptied, so it looked smaller than the side of the convoy. John the Merchant took a small box from the caravan man who was beautifully made and at the same time richly decorated. Looking at his smiling face, there was no such thing as before, when William broke his mind and wanted to die in despair.

"A little gift. He smiled and said to William, "I've heard that Mr. Knight is good at using this. And the original one can no longer be found. This one may not be as good as the one you used to use. But there was a help. ”

"Yes. William said casually, and then took the box that John the merchant had held in both hands. When I opened it, I saw a magnificent handcuff that looked like a work of art, with ivory as the handle, gilt carvings on the handguard, and a dark blue metallic glow from the barrel. There are two in total. Of course, what made William even more interesting was the red tassel pendant hanging down the ivory handle.

"A little caution is not a respect. John the merchant said to William. At the same time, he handed another box containing the projectiles needed for the flintlock pistol and the pre-prepared powder pack to little John, who was guarding William's side.

"Guns, yes. William took out a craft-style flintlock handcuff from the box, played with it in his hand, and said, "It's just that this thing is very expensive." There were also no professional gunsmiths in Chersk. If it breaks, I won't fix it. ”

It was as if he had known that William was going to say such a thing. John the Merchant, bowing slightly, replied, "Don't worry about that, Mr. Knight. The service of the Blue Hat Business Group has always been the most considerate. If you give a musket as a gift, there will naturally be a gunsmith who will do the maintenance and repair for you. ”

"Bothered. William nodded.

"Mr. Knight is happy. At this point, John the Merchant looked regretful, "It's a pity that I have to leave now, Mr. Knight." After all, the caravan was heading for its next destination. ”

"Yes. William nodded again: "But you'll come back, and we'll meet again, won't we?" ”

"Of course. Merchant John nodded: "As for defeating your enemy...... There's no doubt about it, you'll make it, I have no doubt about that. ”。