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After Simon learned about it, he had a rough guess about the strength of this gang of robbers.

He thought for a while and said, "It's a little late today, so it's not good to march anymore. Let's all go into Qingzi Village and spend the night.

Mailan, pass the order down, no one is allowed to disturb the people, and those who violate the order will be killed without mercy!"

"Yes! Sir!"

Mailan bowed solemnly and then took people to pass on the order.

At the same time, the village chief of Qingzi Village was frightened and stood there with a look of horror on his face, not knowing what to say.

"What are you still doing?! Why don't you clean up the best room for the Baron to live in."

Sarit looked at him and scolded.

"Yes! Yes! Sirs, please come in!" The village chief came back to his senses and showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

According to his experience, bringing soldiers into the village will definitely not end well.

Those girls and wives, big and small, will suffer.

In addition, if so many soldiers were to come and eat, wouldn't the little food in the village be swept away...

Simon could roughly guess what the village chief was thinking, but he didn't say anything to comfort him, because facts speak louder than words.

When the guards rushed into Qingzi Village and checked it out, they were sure there was no danger.

Simon rode into the village on a tall horse, and the villagers all hid in their houses and dared not come out.

"Let the East Guards enter the village, and set up tents and light bonfires on the roadside or in the open space, and do not enter the house.

Manfrott, you take the 100 guards to maintain order. Anyone who dares to persecute the villagers will be executed on the spot!"

Simon glanced at both sides and ordered again.

There are a thousand new recruits in the East Guards, and no one knew what they did before, so it is inevitable that they are good and bad.

If there is no actual supervision, a single order alone may not be able to completely suppress some of the restless hearts.

"Yes! Merciful sir! Your will will be carried out!"

Manfrott seemed to admire this order very much, and he responded solemnly, then turned around to pick people to do things.

Not long after, all the soldiers entered the village, and the road was full of single-person tents made of linen.

Cooking was done in an open space in the center of the village. At this time, more than a dozen large iron pots were set up, and the porridge was boiling.

When the last embers fell from the horizon, dinner was almost ready, and the soldiers all drank rye porridge in big mouthfuls with wooden bowls.

From time to time, they sawed off a piece of black bread and soaked it in the bowl to enjoy.

Due to Simon's tough order and the soldiers had salaries to get, the order seemed to be in good order.

After the soldiers finished their meal, they returned to their tents and hid, leaving only the night watchmen wandering on the village wall or the watchtower.

The village chief was worried until midnight, but he still didn't find any movement. He couldn't help but be surprised, and at the same time he had a great liking for the lord...

He had lived for half his life, and he had never met a noble who didn't rob, take, or let his soldiers have fun.

Nothing happened overnight.

In the early morning of the next day, soldiers crawled out of the tent and started cooking. After all, food is the most important thing for people.

Manfrott led people to patrol at night, but it was a white patrol, and no head was chopped off.

Perhaps these new recruits are all good families, honest people, and they completely obey the military orders of the baron. They are very malleable.

When the sun rose and the sky was bright, Simon also walked out of the wooden house and glanced around.

All he saw was a scene of bustling and busy.

There were also villagers walking out, and they were not afraid of them, but only men, no women came out for a stroll.

"Sir, I used some copper stars to buy a hen from the village chief and roasted it for you.

Do you want to eat now?" Mailan, who was guarding the door, said respectfully.

"Oh? Very good, bring it here quickly." Simon heard this and grinned.

"Yes!" Mailan also smiled and responded, and then went to bring breakfast.

When marching outside, the conditions are naturally too simple, with only wheat porridge, not very good white bread, potato soup and a roast chicken.

Simon didn't care much and ate it all up like a whirlwind. Fortunately, the bread was easy to eat, otherwise he wouldn't be full.

"Get ready, set off to the South Post." He patted the armor on his belly and gave an order.

"Yes! Sir!" Mailan was about to pass on the order, but saw Sarit hurried over.

"Baron! There is a situation. Many robbers have come from the south, more than a thousand people!" He reported in a serious voice.

"Hey! I was just about to go find them! Let's go and take a look!"

Simon sneered, then climbed up the watchtower and looked outside...

"Boss, this village is the closest to the outpost, so it's a good idea to attack them.

This place is the territory of the Fearless Territory, and there are not many people living here now.

There are not many villages to choose from." The one-eyed sturdy robber grinned.

At this time, more than a thousand of them, in a scattered formation, surrounded Qingzi Village, one piece in the east and one piece in the west, just like going to a big market.

"That's it, kill them all later, no matter how much stuff we rob, we will retreat after we are done.

By the way, don't kill the women after playing, take them back so that they can be used for a few more days..."

The robbers chatted unscrupulously, and they were determined to take this weak village.

"Hey! There are really a lot of people, it's scary.

If they came half a year earlier, wouldn't the lords be scared to death?" Simon looked for a while and laughed.

There was no fear on his face. They were just a group of rabble and could be defeated by the 500 elite soldiers of the Royal Guards alone.

"Sarrit, give the order, don't leave the village, rely on the favorable terrain to fight them.

Don't reveal our number too early, otherwise they will be scared away." Simon thought for a moment and said.

"Yes! Sir!" Sarrit also smiled, climbed down the watchtower, and went to arrange the battle.

In about twenty minutes, the bandits walked not far from Qingzi Village.

One of them shouted: "Open the door! Hand over the women and food, no one will be killed!"

"You gays! Go to hell!" Someone in the village immediately shouted loudly.

"Cut trees to make ladders and rams! Attack in two hours!"

The bandit leader with a battle axe on his back was straightforward and immediately issued an order.

The minions responded with ghosts and wolves howling and rushed to the distant forest.

During this time, Simon was very bored waiting. Fifty archers and two hundred shield spearmen were deployed in place, waiting for them to die.

......

Finally, after two hours, the bandits made dozens of ugly ladders and a shoulder-mounted battering ram.

They used these things to launch an attack.

"Charge! Grab women! Grab food!" the little leader shouted to boost morale.

The minions thought they had a sure win, so they roared like little lions.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

Suddenly, dozens of arrows were shot from the village wall and watchtower, and they were all quite accurate.

The bandits who were running in front and preparing to put up the ladder were immediately knocked down.

"Oh! No!" The minions were stunned, and their hot hearts seemed to be poured with a basin of ice water, cooling instantly.

"Mom! Help!!" They began to run back crying.

"Kill those who retreat! They are just some hunters! Hold up your shield and charge!!"

The one-eyed bandit leader was furious and split a retreating minion in half with an axe, shouting.