A car pulled by three men slowly moved along the stone-paved road.

The roads here are not as muddy as those in the south, and the coolies pulling the carts are much easier from the moment they step into this cold kingdom of ice and snow.

Aside from worrying about the cold wind and snow, there's nothing else to worry about.

On the left and right sides of the cart were two strong knights, followed by several knights riding aviarymons, and a dozen knights on foot.

The team soon stopped on a hillside, from which they could see the villages and towns beneath the plains ahead.

At the window of the carriage, a gloomy man was staring at the village shrouded in wind and snow in the distance.

In front of the village there is a giant tree two meters wide and more than fifty meters high.

Near the giant tree were stone and wood houses, and it was just noon, and hundreds of families were cooking and eating, and hot white gas was coming out of the chimneys of the two- and three-story wooden houses.

These houses are all lined up, and unlike some of the barbarian longhouses near Pig's Trotter City, they look more comfortable, as if they were only a few years old.

Andy roughly observed for a while, there were more than one hundred and fifty houses here, and every household seemed to have something to eat, probably more than a thousand people.

"Looks like this is the town of Phumixiu."

Andy is very sure.

There is a fifty-meter tree here, and that big tree does look a bit like a giant in the wind and snow.

The number is also correct, it is rumored that there are one or two thousand people in the town of Bhumisius, with clean dwellings and houses, as well as lively markets and smooth roads.

Andy lowered the curtain and tightened his fur robe, "Find a place to wait until it gets dark, and don't be discovered by the savages, I don't think their stupid brains will find us." ”

With Andy's words, the convoy quickly found a hunter's hut that no one used.

The days here are short, starting to get dark at three o'clock in the afternoon, and it doesn't take long for it to reach five o'clock in the dead of night.

Andy quickly led the knight cautiously close to the barbarian village, cautiously approaching the giant tree.

"It's true that there are traces of witchcraft, but it's obviously the power of witches, and male witches only make wilder giant trees."

Andy withdrew his hand and began to cautiously sneak into the town to investigate.

There are no traces of wizards in the village, and the strong smell of barbarians is everywhere.

"Go back! Tabor was right, there were no witches, no God-given land, just some well-grown wheat! ”

The secret investigation of the Church of the Light was soon over.

These people have been deep into the barbarian kingdom for a long time, and they have also seen more than a dozen villages in the territory of Steel.

After discovering the town in front of them, everyone already felt that the number of people exceeded 10,000, and it was already cold here!!

So this is the legendary town of Bhumixiu!

Even if the road was unimpeded, there were no barbarians and beasts who blocked the road and robbed, but three people had frozen to death here in the convoy.

There are people who sleep here and never wake up again.

Andy has a deep understanding of the cold of the Ice Lands, and if you want to defeat these barbarians here, you must not choose winter!

The snow soon covered the footprints and wheels of the poor men, and they choked on the cold enough to shiver away from the bitterly cold and icy place.

The next day, when the weather cleared, the children in Nanzhen came out to have snowball fights, and the men and women began to come out to clear the snow, clean up the firewood house, and feed the sheep and pigs.

This is Southtown, a peaceful little village, a small and unassuming place that is often featured in Lawrence's plans.

A few more days later, a team of apparently foreigners stepped into the safety of Southtown.

"Who are you?" Sam, a villager from Southtown, looked at the strangers approaching, there were more than twenty people on the other side, and they all looked like men, and they were all wearing tattered and dirty fur clothes.

The men with axes and shields soon continued to approach.

Rickel showed the two stone axes in his hand, "Rob!" Kill them! ”

Sam looked at the men in astonishment, and after a second of bewilderment, he quickly reacted.

"Robbers! There are robbers coming! Come out! ”

Sam turned and ran away in horror, shouting quickly to inform the men and women in the nearby room.

When Rickel heard the shouts of the people here, he shouted excitedly: "Rush! Robbed them of their grain and iron! It's full of treasures! ”

The surrounding robbers were also embraced by the frightened cries of the cowards, and at this time, under the call of the leader, they quickly and quickly killed the town.

Food, women, wine, weapons, clothes, all snatched!!

"Robbers? Robbery? Richard, the mayor of Southtown, looked incredulous, and quickly said angrily, "Sam! Did you drink?! ”

Sam was not knowing how to quibble when the shouts of men and the screams of women were heard outside, and even the animals began to bark.

Richard quickly realized that something was wrong, and said in horror: "Damn! If this place is looted by robbers, how should I explain to the Prophet? Our souls will all be pecked by crows! You'll never be able to go to the Hall of the Stars. ”

"Damn it!" Richard quickly picked up the stick that usually supervised the lumberjacks, "Get out!" Kill those damned robbers! ”

There was no need for Richard's orders, and there were a large number of construction workers and lumberjacks gathered here in South Town, and there were also people stationed in the corps to assist in production and construction.

Although only a few people actually participated in the war, there was no problem with the morale, the strength of the organization, and the quality of the soldiers.

Several veterans quickly ran out with their weapons, and were also stunned when they saw that there were only two dozen robbers.

There are more than 1,000 people here in South Town, even if some of them go to Bhumixiu Town for the winter, or go to Sdeltown further south to support construction, but the total number of workers, soldiers and peasants in the town is three or four hundred.

It has always been a matter of fighting more with less, but now after discovering that these twenty or so people dared to rob themselves, a group of men and women in thick coats quickly gathered together.

The adults of Southtown quickly surrounded the robbers, seven or eight hundred men and women combined, and many of them looked very strong.

Rickel looked at the stone axe in his hand, and then at the iron axe and iron sword in the hands of those around him, and quickly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looking nervously at these hundreds of people.

Soon after the first Nanzhen person made a move, the scene began to be uncontrollable.

Flesh and blood splattered, and all kinds of farm tools and iron tools quickly hit the men who were forced to retreat.

Head, neck, shoulders, arms, back, chest...... Whether they resisted or not, these men were quickly beaten to death by men and women on the dirty snow.

Richard shouted, "Leave two alive!" Report to the Prophet! One will do the trick! Be able to speak! ”

In the end, Ricker, who was huddled in the innermost part, survived, was beaten by the people of Southtown, and then taken to the town of Bometheus and handed over to the Holy Prophet for trial.

Lawrence happened to be training with the young future fighters in the church, and was stunned for two or three seconds after hearing Richard's report.

"Someone from outside robbing us? Or a southerner? ”

Lawrence quickly had the robber brought in, wondering why they had chosen his side as a target.

Since ancient times, the north has been robbing the south, and now the south is starting to rob the north, which is a bit against common sense, and the following is the meaning of the crime.

(End of chapter)