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Since installing the Word of the Rune, George found that he could see farther. Originally, in the fog, it started to become hazy at fifty or sixty steps. But now it has increased to a hundred steps.

It seems that the brightness +1 is a hundred steps away.

George led his soldiers all the way south. He also took a short detour according to the scroll and dealt with some zombies along the way.

After yesterday's cleanup, there were not many zombies. They were all scattered. So Alexander didn't take action, and the followers dealt with them all.

This time, those [really unreliable followers] performed much better than before. Whenever they saw the high priest watching them from behind, they would compete to show themselves.

Interestingly, when they were no longer afraid of being injured, they were less likely to be injured when dealing with those zombies.

However, Alexander was very dissatisfied. He kept scolding them for their messy cooperation. He kept giving them instructions.

Each mercenary had participated in many wars and was a mercenary often recruited by the nobles. So although Alexander usually looks silly in front of the lord, he is a professional soldier. He is very experienced in how to maintain formation and how to use cooperation to eliminate the enemy most effectively.

In his eyes, these zombies are just a group of refugees without weapons.

He doesn't say much every time, but he always hits the point.

At the beginning, these guys almost looked ridiculous in their panic cooperation. Some people even complained in a low voice that it would be better to fight in the way they used to - with a bow, they can shoot the zombie's head at close range, and with a javelin, they can also nail the zombie to the ground.

But the commander was rude and did not allow any opposition or questioning, even if they thought about it in their hearts. After being kicked on the buttocks several times, no one dared to be kicked by the terrible commander again. Soon they started to study seriously.

Slowly, these followers finally began to cooperate with each other after constant practice. And those zombies would appear very lazy as long as they did not gather in groups during the day. This made the journey on the road very smooth.

As they followed the lord's horse and ran through the foggy woodland, they finally learned some very effective routines under the reprimand and guidance of the superior.

At this time, the zombies nearby began to decrease. And after they arrived near a small river, they no longer encountered any monsters.

"Go downstream and you will reach the village. Sir, it's not far away." Martin said breathlessly. After a long period of hunger and escape, these people's physical fitness is average, just slightly better than refugees. So during this journey, the followers were already sweating profusely.

Seeing them like this, George couldn't help but shook his head secretly: 'It seems that these guys who have been on the verge of starvation for a long time need to take good care of themselves for a while before they can really exert their combat effectiveness. '

In order to allow the followers to recover some physical strength. George slowed down the horse's pace. Gradually led everyone down the river.

Not long after, some low stone houses gradually emerged from the mist. Outside the stone houses, there are some simple walls made of stones.

‘A typical mountain stone village, but the fortifications are very simple. It seems that there has been no attack here, otherwise they would have to raise the walls even if they didn’t eat. ’

George also found that the fog here seemed to be much lighter than other places. This made him feel a little strange.

At this time, some villagers were fishing and washing clothes by the river. When they saw those people coming from a distance, they panicked and dropped their things and ran towards the village.

George gave Alexander a look, and the big fool raised a simple flag and ran into the village with him. The entourage behind also quickened their pace.

The villagers did not recognize that this group of people were the robbers who had come to the village before. After seeing the flag and clothing, they thought that the lord had brought people here. So only a few beautiful women and young and strong men ran out of the village.

When the followers rushed in, they immediately stood on the high ground around them, staring at the villagers with a fierce look. If anyone dared to approach the exit of the village, they would raise their shining swords, guns and bows.

Such a scene made the villagers notice some abnormalities. But it was too late.

Don't look at these followers, who are as cowardly as refugees in front of Alexander and the lord. But when these bandits meet the real refugees, they are more ferocious than wolves.

Seven or eight wolves surrounded the sheep.

Immediately, the noble in gorgeous clothes and the tall and terrifying giant holding a flag made the villagers tremble. In the arrogant eyes of the noble lord, they didn't even dare to get into the house.

"There is no wedding today, sir." A thin but strong middle-aged man approached carefully and said. The villagers next to him were scattered in various places, looking at this side with some fear.

George raised his eyebrows slightly and did not answer. He knew that the middle-aged man had mistakenly thought that he was here to exercise his right of virginity. He ignored him, and after a quick glance, he thought to himself: 'It seems that there really has been no attacks here. And it seems that the lords who came here to cause trouble before either arrested women or young men.'

He had seen the few who slipped through the net. But he was not worried that they would leak the news. Because if the plan went well, they would all come back. And if it didn't go well, he and these followers might die here.

The residents here are far more than George imagined. There are more than 30 households in total. But it seems that some houses are newly built, and the villagers around are also divided into three or four small gangs. This shows that many people are later.

But most of them are old, young, sick and disabled. There are only a dozen young and strong people, and they are too thin - the strongest ones ran into the woods.

"Who said that our adults are here to exercise the right of first night? We are here to collect taxes!" Martin said viciously, answering for the lord.

George nodded secretly.

The lord collects taxes, and those who dare to run will have their whole family hanged.

This sentence has a great effect. After hearing it, the group of villagers became more scared, and some even cried desperately - this lord is indeed here to do the thing they are most afraid of.

In this chaotic world, the villagers don't have much food. The so-called tax collection is actually robbing! Sometimes not even a grain of rice will be left for people!

Moreover, since the fog, there is no longer one lord who comes here to collect taxes, so these villagers don’t know who their lord should be.

The middle-aged man still has some courage. Although he is afraid, he still intends to defend himself: "Sir, we just two months ago..."

But George didn't give him the chance to finish.

"Your original lord is dead! The king has included this land in my "Johannes" Castle - I am your new lord, George William!" He rode on a horse, talking, and rode back and forth in the village (after leaving the middle-aged man, he felt that this old guy was different from those miserable villagers and was a bit difficult to deal with), while Knight Alexander followed him around, staring at the villagers.

'Damn, there are really chickens and sheep in the village. Although there are only a few, they are not sheared, and the villagers have also saved a lot of wool, which seems to be prepared for paying taxes. This is really great. Thanks to the previous lords for not killing the goose that lays the golden eggs! I'll take this thing! Hahahaha'

The lord's eyes glowed green, but his expression was very serious. He continued: "According to convention, you have 18 kinds of taxes to pay! This is the law! It is sacred, and no one can disobey it!"

The middle-aged man who was running over staggered and almost fell to the ground after hearing this. And those who didn't cry originally also cried. Including the children in the cradle, who didn't know anything at first, they also burst into tears in this desperate atmosphere.

'It's really a sin.' George observed the reactions of these villagers and laughed in his heart: 'The foreshadowing is almost done,'

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