By the time the sun rose into the sky and the warm sunlight sprinkled down, this' army 'of 50 people finally set off in a chaotic situation.
"Well done, lads!"
Takur rode on his horse, paying attention to the movements of the entire team from time to time.
When he saw that the twenty people assigned to William had begun to line up and follow behind the professional soldiers, he nodded in satisfaction.
"All of you, keep up. Pay attention to the placement of your weapons, and don't hurt yourselves or the others!"
For Wu Ming, this sort of organization and management was a piece of cake.
Although it was just a militia and a temporary team, after becoming a captain, he had some power and a chance to perform.
Wu Ming was quite clear that with his skills today and the strength he had displayed, it would not be difficult for him to get a recommendation from a Takur Knight and become a guard to serve the Baron. It would not be difficult for him to jump to the middle ranks of the small town of Niyah.
But how could this be the only thing he wanted?
The weather was getting colder. After the autumn harvest, it was almost winter. This was a dangerous season!
The people with towns and fireplaces were fine, but the barbarians and savages living in the wilderness would face the double blow of cold and hunger.
In order to store enough food, they would often launch crazy attacks, robbing villages and even towns.
Apart from the Lord's castle, there was almost no building that they did not dare to attack.
Hence, at this time of the year, many lords would choose to set out into the wilderness to sweep away the unsafe elements around their villages.
The ridges outside the town were very flat, and farmers could occasionally be seen farming with their heads down. A cool breeze blew past, bringing with it the fragrance of grass and soil.
Unfortunately, such a beautiful scene was gone forever after walking for another half an hour.
The surroundings became more and more desolate, and even the main road was overgrown with weeds. Occasionally, the roars of unknown beasts could be heard. The expressions of the entire team immediately became tense, and they immediately tightened their grip on the weapons in their hands.
"Outside the village is the unknown world of darkness and savagery …"
Wu Ming looked at this scene, but he sighed inwardly.
There seemed to be an invisible boundary between the town and the wilderness, separating two different worlds.
Ignorance and wilderness, civilisation and civilisation, and even survival and death!
In this era, traveling alone often meant suicide! Most of the time, some farmers would never leave their town.
The bandits, wild beasts, and wild people on the road were enough to make any adventurer shrink back.
Of course, this place was relatively close to the civilization foothold. Moreover, Wu Ming's group consisted of fifty strong men with weapons. Ordinary bandits would not dare to provoke them at all.
They walked for a day, and when they could no longer see the road, they heard Takur's order, "Find a flat place and pitch our tents!"
Tents were a necessity for survival in the wild, so naturally, everyone had prepared their own tents. However, the soldiers in the town were all standard and orderly, while Wu Ming's side was in a terrible state.
"Boss! Let me help you! "
Just as Wu Ming was about to put down his cowhide tent, a tall and skinny man beside him immediately stepped forward and tried to curry favor with him. He had lost a few teeth, so his speech was a little leaky, and half of his face was still swollen.
"Broken Teeth Henry, I'll leave him to you!"
Wu Ming naturally agreed nonchalantly, watching his new lackey busying himself.
After being knocked down by Wu Ming in one blow and seeing him defeat all his opponents one on one, this guy called Henry completely surrendered and became Wu Ming's loyal dog, earning him the nickname 'Broken Teeth'.
Wu Ming's management style was simple and crude. He divided the team into four groups, each with five people, and appointed a few captains.
As for the candidates, they naturally found Joey, Andrew, and Henry. Don't think that he was defeated by Wu Ming in one move. His skill was also one of the best among this group of people. He was good at using a handgun.
The other four naturally followed Wu Ming himself.
This method of division was a simple ancient system of the Immortal Martial World, but it was quite effective.
After the tents were set up, piles of bonfires rose up. Most of the guys took out bread and put it on the fire to roast, and smelled the aroma in the soup pot, swallowing their saliva.
As the captain, Wu Ming naturally had preferential treatment. In front of him was a wild rabbit that Henry had casually caught.
The bright yellow flames happily licked the roasted meat, and the fat dripped down, making a sizzling sound.
Wu Ming watched silently, and suddenly took out a small bag from his robes. He sprinkled some fine white salt on it, and the aroma of the meat became even stronger …
"William … this is the best snow salt!"
Joey walked over and sat down beside Wu Ming. He stared at the bag of salt, his eyes a little dazed. "I can guarantee that this small bag of fine salt can be sold for five thales in the mayor's mansion!"
"A strong warrior needs a strong body!"
Wu Ming smiled. When the roast was done, he tore off a rabbit leg and gave it to Joey.
"Huff …"
Joey fiercely took a bite. Although there were no other seasonings, just the pure taste of salt and the aroma of the roasted meat made it so delicious that he couldn't stop himself. After fiercely taking a bite, he was scalded and stuck out his tongue. The way he sucked in a breath of cold air made people want to laugh.
Wu Ming ate his share, but he felt a little regretful.
Of course, he wanted to get some other seasonings, but in this world, spices and seasonings were extremely expensive. Not only were they expensive, but they were also often exclusive to nobles. He couldn't even find a way to buy them.
For example, he heard from Aunt Roja that in the Howling Castle, this kind of expensive spice was directly sold for a sky-high price. One grain was equivalent to a gold Delong!
After hearing this news, he could only completely give up in a situation where he couldn't find any wild substitutes.
After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Joey wiped his mouth and suddenly said, "Boss, be careful. 'Blonde' seems to have something against you!"
"Blonde? Arthur? "
This person wasn't from this temporary team. He was one of the city guards, and he was also a captain of ten people.
"Why is he like this?"
Wu Ming was a little confused, and he couldn't make head or tail of it.
"Who knows …"
Joey shrugged his shoulders. Sometimes, jealousy was like a thorn seed, unconsciously planted in the bottom of one's heart. It would slowly germinate without anyone noticing.
"Okay, I got it. Thank you for your reminder!"
Wu Ming naturally wouldn't immediately believe Joey. Although he had come to inform him and was trying to curry favor with him, who could guarantee that he didn't have other hidden intentions?
Or … Was he deliberately provoking him?
Not only him, but even Henry and even the honest-looking Andrew, Wu Ming never truly felt at ease.
"Captain William!"
Just as he was silently thinking, a soldier had already walked over from the opposite camp.
He wore a half-body armor, had golden curly hair, and had a bright smile on his face. It was the most standard Western face, and it gave people the feeling of a big boy next door.
"Arthur!"
Wu Ming recognized this guard captain at a glance and smiled. "Please just call me William!"
"Alright, William!"
Arthur said. "Although Knight Takur intended for you to keep watch, I'm still here to ask if there's anything I can help with."
"Since it's the knight's intention, I will definitely carry it out!"
Wu Ming agreed immediately. After Arthur left, his face turned slightly gloomy.
Although Arthur looked like a big boy with good intentions, making it hard for others to be on guard against him, Lin Li's astounding senses still keenly sensed a hint of malice when they conversed.
Combined with Joey's words, he was already 70% to 80% sure in his heart.
"What is it?"
Wu Ming lowered his head, silently thinking about the possibilities. "A conflict of interest? Pure jealousy? Or … Someone else instigated or instigated it? "
However, even if he knew the reason, this was not the time to take action.
With some doubts, he assigned the men to keep watch, and then immediately sat quietly under the campfire, watching the other guys play around.
It had to be said that this group of mercenaries came from all sorts of backgrounds. In terms of discipline, they could not be compared to the baron soldiers, but they all had some skills in other aspects.
For example, Henry was a good hunter. Although Andrew was old, he was the best in organization and discipline, and could help to correct others.
There was also a fellow called Heim who had learned a bit of the skills of a bard. After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, he pulled out an organ-like musical instrument and sang softly.
"The sword is born from the fire, illuminating the glory of the crown …
A dark red star streaked across the sky, bringing with it a new era …
The giant snake is born from the shadows, the hero wields a long sword, blowing the horn of the battlefield …
Brave young man, quickly embark on a journey of adventure, the future is waiting for you to create a miracle … "
Wu Ming listened to a few paragraphs, and it seemed to be a prophecy or a story. Because of the beautiful tune, it was very popular in Niyah Town, and was said to be a must-have for all the bards.
"The humans of this world believe that a long time ago, the continent was created by the giant snake, and its descendants ruled the entire continent. Until the appearance of the Dark Age, the giant snake fell into silence, and other creatures began to rise …"
He thought of the legends of this world.
"And when the red ominous star descends, the giant snake will also awaken from the shadow of chaos, and rule the entire world again!
Unfortunately … I have never felt the slightest trace of the God of Creation from here … "
There were too many legends about the bards, and most of them were fake or fabricated. Wu Ming did not care much, but he was very interested in the description of other races.
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