Vol 5 Chapter 105: The Great Siege (18)

Southern Europe in April is a very beautiful place. The land moistened by the Mediterranean climate is very fertile all year round. The tan land is embellished with various colorful flowers, and the green vegetation of the entire forest is densely spread. Among the Balkan mountains and mountains, the mountains that originally appeared rugged seem to have become much gentler.
A rugged mountain road extends from the tall and dense woods, because the perennial barren and grassy pavement has been difficult to distinguish. If it is not the side of the road, there is a statue that has been eroded by wind and rain for some time. As a reference, the team passing through the woods may have to find another way to find the way out of the woods.
However, this road was very busy in the early years, especially in the days when Bucharest just thrived, and there were travelers coming and going on this road almost every day.
From Constanta to Bucharest on the Black Sea coast, this road that runs through the entire Creelian wilderness became the main road connecting these two places. During that time, not only did this road become a The more and more prosperous bonds, even the originally remote Creelia wilderness, became lively because of the prosperity of trade.
However, the prosperous trade has also brought new troubles to this piece of land, perhaps because the ranks of merchants are too frequent, and this trade link that is responsible for eastern Wallachia has also attracted a large number of robbers.
The robbers in Wallachia have a Tatar style. They are as good at riding horses as those Tatars, and they come and go like winds, from solo vendors in robbery to large caravans that attack squads. When Wallachia At the height of their robbers, they even gathered a large army of nearly 10,000 people. Among these robbers who lived on robbery, there were many nobles who were once prominent in today's life or in the family.
Some of them, because of their apparently well-trained and rich combat experience, quickly became the best of these Wallachia gangsters.
These are obviously more terrible than ordinary robbers, and more efficient robber organizations wantonly robbed on this long eastern trade route. In their most rampant years, they once captured and long-term entanglement in the Creelian wasteland. In some castles and villages, the local nobles have no way to deal with these suddenly emerged robbers.
This scenario continued until the Ottomans had entered the Black Sea.
As the Ottoman fleet completely wiped out the remaining fleets of East Rome in the Bosphorus, and then invaded the Black Sea in a big way, the trade of Constanta Port plummeted, and then this one originally connected to Central Asia through Constanta through the Black Sea. The road gradually became deserted, and there were fewer and fewer caravans on this road. Eventually this once prosperous business road was gradually forgotten, and the robbers who once entrenched this area were no longer there. Business days are getting harder.
Later, some descendants of the early robbers who had settled here could only live here in peace and security. Many of them were no longer the fierceness of their early ancestors, but just ordinary local residents.
But perhaps the brutality of the blood of the early ancestors has not completely disappeared, or the perennial looting and the dangers that had been experienced earlier have penetrated deeply into the bone marrow of their ancestors, although these have passed In this year, people in this area still maintained the kind of rebelliousness that was earlier, even more fierce than the mountain people in the Balkan mountains.
So even though there were no such large numbers of robbers in the past, this road was still not smooth. From time to time, it was not uncommon to see some roadblocks, robbery, and money killings, especially when there were large businesses that are now rare When the team came to the door, the locals who had already become part of the team did not mind resuming the old business of their ancestors, and they did so easily.
Now there is such a rare opportunity in front of a few locals.
These people are riding on horsebacks without saddles, and the reins are just a random grass rope that hangs around the lips of the horses. They wear the clothes they usually wear when they are doing farm work. Wet mud farm tools.
These people looked at the caravan in the distance on a meadow outside the woods. The thick trees blocked the whereabouts for them. Looking at the team, a few people talked excitedly.
"It seems to be a piece of fat, look at the traces of the wagon wheel pressing on the ground, there should be a lot of things." A short, short man rubbed his hands and said to the companion next to him Passed. "
"But I don't know how many escorts there are," the companions next to them were obviously more stable. Looking at the team was worried. "Most of these caravans have armed escorts. I don't know if our people can bite down."
"It won't be difficult. Look at the length of this team. Our horses are fast. As long as they rush forward, they probably haven't understood what happened before they were washed away."
The short man kept moving around the few people. Seeing that other people had obviously been persuaded, he sent a partner back to report, and then ordered others to watch the caravan.
"This is our site, it is best to start before they leave, otherwise it will be difficult to let other people in the village target."
"People in other villages may not want to do this." The villager who hesitated before whispered, "We have really become a group of robbers and farmers. This is probably something our predecessors could not have imagined. "
"It's useless to say that," the short man jumped down from the horse and sat down on the ground, grabbing a piece of grass and chewing in his mouth. "We are a group of farmers now, just like our grandfathers were farmers. I do n’t think it ’s bad to be a robber. At first, those of our ancestors would n’t survive unless they were robbers.

He said that the short man got up and tipped his toes to look at the caravan in the distance, and then sat down and said,
But it ’s a bit weird. I have n’t seen such a large caravan in a long time. What, I hope it is something valuable, so it is worth grabbing once. "
After listening to the short man, the companion straightened and looked away. He seemed to be moved by the short man and he no longer objected. Just looking at the team, he felt a little uneasy.
Nowadays, this year's soldiers are wildly chaotic, and the more terrible is the invasion of pagans. From the direction of this team, it seems that they are from Constanta in the east or farther away, which makes the person a little strange about this team. origin.
Suddenly, he made a "huh" sound, which attracted the short man's attention. The short man immediately got up and looked on the tiptoe, looking at the distance, and then he simply climbed on the horseback and looked carefully.
"They stopped?" The short man said strangely. "Did you find something?"
"No, they seem to be camping," the companion looked at it and replied, "but it seems a little troublesome."
"It's a little trouble, why don't they come yet." The short man looked back and complained in the direction of the village.
Attacking a moving team is much easier than attacking a campsite, especially the other party's convoy seems to be slow to move because of the many things transported, which gives the robbers a lot of convenience. If you let the opponent form a camp, it will not be easy to fight.
The short man was a little anxious. He turned back to look in the direction of the village. Just when he was wondering whether he would send someone back to report, a group of figures in scattered armor holding various weapons appeared in the distance of the forest. on.
"Come." The short man whispered excitedly, and he immediately greeted those people with his arms, and when they came near, he immediately said to those people, "Hurry up, those big The fish is going to camp. "
"Do you know what is the way?" A middle-aged man with gray hair asked. His face was also very tanned. The years of farmer life have made him almost forget the bravery of his grandfathers, only when he put down the farm tools and picked up When it comes to weapons, we can remember that their predecessors used to be the most frightening robbers in this wasteland.
"It's not clear, but it should be some rich people." The short man chuckled. "Those carriages look strong and heavy. Even if they weren't transported before, they should be able to sell some money."
"Still be careful," the middle-aged man who was clearly the leader learned that they stood high and looked at the team, and then nodded. "It looks like they are going to camp, and we have to get started," said the middle-aged man. They looked at the short man. "Remember that we only need cargo, and it is best not to kill people. There are fewer and fewer businessmen on this road. If too many people are killed, other businessmen will be scared away. In the future, Even more sad. "
"Why don't we leave here," the short man muttered while asking for help from later companions, "I've had enough to deal with these fields all day, we can organize our own army, we have a lot of people , Even as a mercenary is enough. "
"Shut up, I know you are not willing to stay here all the time, but this is the best day we can live now, don't think how beautiful it is to be a mercenary, and you have to know that even after so many years , But if others know our past, can they let us go? "
The middle-aged man sternly warned the short man and some of his companions. His eyes swept over those people, looking at the expression on their faces, and then his tone eased a little: "We stay here now It is already the best result. Do n’t forget that we are fighting everywhere now, and our ancestors vowed to never fight for the church and any aristocrat once they came here. "
The middle-aged man's words immediately caused a lot of people to agree. Obviously no one thought he was right in this matter, even the short man closed his mouth.
"Their campsite looks a bit strange."
The companion who had been observing the short team suddenly opened his mouth, which attracted people's attention. The middle-aged man immediately looked away, and then his mouth was soft.
Because the world is not peaceful, most of the businessmen who go out will hire some armed soldiers to protect their safety. For the safety of the convoy, they will use a carriage to form a fence to protect themselves, so that they can resist a burst even if they encounter an accident.
This array is almost circular, so it can resist the unexpected from all directions.
But now the team looks very strange. As the team in front gradually stops, the team behind is accelerating, and then the people on the team that formed two side-by-side teams began to jump off the car one by one. It's time to camp.
"They look a little weird," the middle-aged man whispered, but he didn't care much. Although this long campsite made people feel inexplicable, he felt that he had saved himself a lot. Things "Listen, prepare to rush up, remember my words only grab things and not kill."
"What if there is a woman?" The short man laughed and asked, "All of our women are too ugly."
"Don't let them hear this," the middle-aged people laughed too. "Don't think about it, how can this caravan have women, even if they are only prostitutes. If you are only interested in that, then just do it . "
"Oh ~" The short man made a howling noise immediately, and his companions also shouted.
"Okay, grab something, grab a woman, don't kill!" The short man yelled, and then added "as long as they obediently obey."
With that, he tightly clamped the horse belly where the saddle had been placed. As the horse made a hissing sound, a group of bandits who instantly turned into robbers from the peasant swarmed and rushed towards the distant convoy.
"We went to the side," meanwhile middle-aged people said to others, "I always think this team is a bit strange."
After talking, the middle-aged man withdrew a rusty, but heavy, broad-bladed sword from the saddle. After a strong wave, he rushed towards the team with the rest.
The short man tried to urge the mounts, because the distance between the two sides was not very far, so they almost rushed to the place not far from the team.
Their presence immediately caused panic among the team. People kept running back and forth. To the short man, he was surprised to see several women.
"There are women!"
The short man roared excitedly, and a sabre in his hand waved more joyfully, and what made him feel unbelievable was that when they rushed close to the team, he saw a picture of his life. A beautiful face never seen before.
That is a girl with shiny hair like gold ~ EbookFREE.me ~ She is standing in the gap between the two carriages in the horizontal carriage, not to mention in this backcountry, even in those big cities. The unusually gorgeous and fitted long skirt set off her slender and straight figure, and the lake-like eyes looked so clearly at such a close distance that the short man thought he might have to rush into her like this Eyes, submerged in that intoxicating color.
The short man couldn't help making an excited grunt, his sabre could not help pointing at the girl, this action made him wonder if it was warning her to avoid it, or announcing his companion to her right.
What makes the short man feel strange is that the girl not only didn't mean to avoid, but she couldn't see any fear on her face.
On the contrary, as his horse continued to run forward, a smile appeared on the girl's face.
Then, the short man saw the girl holding a weird musket in both hands. As the black hole appeared in front of him, the short man heard the last thing. He never shouted from the girl ’s mouth. Understandable words: "lasparatoria!"
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