Proof of the Sun King

Chapter 297: , Brown Bread and Boom

Reining in his strength, Raymond took his mother and his younger brother on the road again, and the family of three walked for more than an hour in the direction pointed by the golden-armored giant.

It was noon, and there was a loud noise in front of him. Raymond cautiously hid behind the big tree to look, and then shrank his neck in fright.

There is a war going on in the forest! A group of hundreds of human soldiers are at war with a tribe of beastmen.

This is actually not surprising. In this dark world, war is always indispensable.

What really surprised Raymond was that the human army was actually pressing the Beastmen to fight. These human armies had no fear at all when facing the Beastmen. On the contrary, they were even more ruthless and violent than the Beastmen. Breastplates, elite soldiers with spears and halberds advanced collectively, groups of crossbowmen kept firing arrows, hundreds of swordsmen fought bravely with the beastmen under the command of the sergeant, and there were even many knights and knights. The squires participated.

"For the lady! For the Earl of Lane! For the Countess of Suria!"

The Beastmen tribe was beaten, the horned beasts and the bad-horned beasts retreated, the human swordsmen advanced step by step, they slaughtered the Beastmen under the protection of the spearmen and halberdiers, and soon the losses of the beastmen exceeded more than Thirty percent, with the addition of several knights and a dozen knight squires, the morale of the Beastmen has fallen to the bottom.

"Bertrand! Defeat the Beastmaster!" shouted the leader knight in the human army.

"Yes!" shouted a sergeant in a green leotard, chainmail and smock. He was wearing a green three-cornered hat with a beautiful white feather on it. He heard the knight's voice. Command, the sergeant immediately reacted, he took out two arrows from the quiver behind him, and pulled them away forcefully.

A large bow is drawn into a full moon.

Is he going to shoot here? He is at least one hundred and fifty paces away from the Beastmaster! Raymond opened his mouth wide. The effective range of a normal serf archer is actually about 30 to 80 steps.

"Hey!" The arrow cut through the forest, and the Beastmaster who was commanding the resistance of the Beastmen tribe raised his head. His left eye was directly pierced by the arrow, causing him to scream back in mad pain.

"Hey!" An arrow pierced through its right eye, and the beastmaster who had just been selected finally wailed and fell to the ground.

"Nice!" The Beastmen's morale collapsed, and several knights got on their horses, and they charged on horseback. A dozen knights followed behind them. The knights' charge beat the Beastmen to pieces, and then they were divided and annihilated.

"What a strong army..." Raymond swallowed, feeling a little fortunate in his heart. If the Holy Grail Knight Earl Lane's army is so strong, then at least the security of the territory can be guaranteed, and the serfs don't have to worry about security and bandits.

Out of caution and caution, the Raymond family waited for a while, and then the family continued to move after the army had cleared the battlefield and left.

This way, the road is much easier to walk. The road that can accommodate four horses side by side, and the solid earth and rammed road is paved from the forest. Raymond swears that this road is the best road he has ever traveled.

The bread had already been eaten, but fortunately this kind of road was not difficult to walk. Even the old mother, who was almost unable to walk, could barely move. Thomas was pulling Raymond's clothes behind, and they were exhausted.

There are guards and sentries built on the road. According to the instructions of the golden-armored giant before, Raymond only said that he was fleeing, and he did not say where he came from, nor which principality he came from.

The serfs remained on guard.

Sure enough, the guards did not embarrass them. After a careful examination and cross-examination, they confirmed that they were all human beings, and they were serfs fleeing, so they let them into the post.

Dozens of people stood densely outside the post. Obviously, most of them were serfs fleeing. Some were businessmen who were complaining. There were a few people who didn’t look like businessmen, but they didn’t look like serfs. request to do.

"Your name is Raymond? Are they all from your family?" A sergeant had a crossbow behind his back, a long sword hanging from his waist, wearing a chainmail and a burqa,

It looks amazing! Raymond looked deeply envious.

Being promoted to sergeant and becoming a freeman was the lifelong dream of the serfs.

"Yes, yes, I am Raymond, this is my brother, this is my mother, we are from the north, we can't live anymore, we have fled here, please take care of us poor people! Please! "Raymond hurriedly bent over, and he smiled at the sergeant in a pleasing manner.

"It's from the north again? Why are there so many fugitive slaves from the north recently." The sergeant was a little surprised. He looked at the family's dejected appearance and said with a smile: "I encountered a lot of difficulties on the road? Look at you. It's not easy to escape here like this!"

"Yes! Yes! Madam bless! Madam bless!" Raymond said quickly.

"Okay, you'll be fine if you escape here. We are from the Xialong Forest Patrol Camp. You can rest assured that this place is safe. You outsiders are also welcome. As long as you work hard and be diligent, you don't have to worry about not having enough to eat." The sergeant continued: "But if you dare to break the law, the only outcome is to be hanged!"

After speaking, the sergeant waved his hand: "Take them down to check and clean up!"

"Yes!" The infantrymen of several infantry regiments took Raymond and others down. They roughly grabbed the family, cut their messy hair with knives and scissors, and then took them to take a bath and change into their clothes. Ordinary burlap clothing.

Raymond and the others were deeply afraid of being killed, so they could only silently follow everyone's arrangements.

A lot of people, really a lot of people, at least dozens of people are waiting!

The serfs noticed that there were merchants escorting goods through the post, and they were not inspected in this way, but had to pay taxes.

The sergeant asked the infantrymen to check it out and confirmed that the Raymond family did not have any weird spots or extra limbs on their bodies, and they were generally healthy.

One person received a bowl of gruel, and then lined up to eat and walk.

"What are we doing?" Raymond asked the man in front of him who didn't look like a serf.

"Waiting for the bus, ah, Tar's teeth! Why are there so many people now! It takes a long time to wait for the bus." The man in front complained: "I am not a runaway slave, but I have to wait for the bus with the runaway slave!"

Seeing this, Raymond didn't dare to say more.

After waiting for about an hour, they finally got in line. There were more than a dozen two-horse, four-wheeled awnings, each of which could seat eight people. Raymond and others also sat up.

"Okay, you can pass, and walk along the road. After about three hours, you will leave the forest and see the village. When you get there, ask a little about how to get there. Naturally, someone will show you the way, and there are also people on the side of the road. sign." The sergeant nodded, indicating that the Raymond family could leave.

It took another few hours, and the time came to the afternoon. The family finally walked out of the forest. The carriage unloaded the people and returned immediately.

The scenery outside the forest made the family stunned. The lush fields are densely covered with farmland. The clear water channel guides the river water from the Chinon River. The tall waterwheel turns continuously along the creek. He was wearing trouser legs, harvesting winter wheat, the broad avenues were paved with slate, people came and went, a huge windmill was turning, and looking around, there were no lazy people in the countryside, which was completely different from the north.

The clear bell rang inside the village, and the outside of the village used wood and stone to build a solid high wall, the wall was about three meters high, a height that made Raymond feel at ease.

At least it was much more reassuring than the one-meter-high fences and fences in my original village.

The guards were refreshed. They stood up straight, wearing helmets, holding spears, and hanging breastplates, watching the distance, and on the road, a handsome knight, dressed in gorgeous clothes, riding a tall horse, smugly Walking on the road, two hares and a few pheasants hung behind his warhorse, and he was advancing in front of and behind several knights, all riding on horses, hanging their prey, and talking loudly about this time. How many harvests can be obtained from hunting, praise the fairies in the lake.

Where the serfs passed by, the serfs stopped their work and bowed to greet them. It could be seen that these serfs truly worshiped and respected the lord knight. The lord knight felt good about himself. Pheasant, threw it on the ground: "Count me in pity on you! Whoever grabs it belongs to whoever!"

"Giggle~" The pheasant was untied, fell to the ground, and ran around all over the place. Seeing this, many serfs put down their work and rushed to compete for the pheasant. After a sturdy serf grabbed it, The other serfs also gave up the fight, laughed and scolded the good luck of this man, returned to their places and continued to do farm work.

This is placed in their village, and the serfs have to grab their heads and blood. Raymond thought that the knights in the south seem to be more approachable. If there are serfs to greet them, they will nod and respond. The serfs work very hard, not like their own village. They are all lazy and don't want to work, anyway, how much they collect in the end is the lord's master.

Several horse-drawn carriages were advancing on the avenue, filled with grain. At the same time, some carriages were used to carry passengers. The coachmen were waiting at the gate of the town to solicit passengers. Pretty and colorful.

This is supposed to be for rich people, right? Seems like business is going well?

Near the village, groups of children were playing under the leadership of a priest of the Goddess of Mercy. The priest of the Goddess of Mercy seemed to be in her forties. Twenty or thirty children pulled her sleeves and skirts around her. Circling in circles and playing games, the fields were full of laughter and laughter. The female pastor took the opportunity to teach the children Ms. Salia Chongxin, and at the same time broke two dough cakes for the children to eat.

So many kids! Can people here afford so many children? Raymond thought in surprise.

It was already afternoon, and it was getting closer to night. A gust of cold wind blew across the field, and Raymond shivered. The family was tired and hungry. They took tired steps and gradually approached the village.

Raymond tried to say to a serf on the side of the road who was harvesting wheat: "Hello, this gentleman, how can I get to the prison?"

The serf's skin was wheatish because of the frequent exposure to the sun. He wore a straw hat, and the animal skin clothes on his body looked quite thick. At least Raymond felt it was very warm, and the serf's figure also appeared to be quite sturdy. His face looked ruddy and healthy. When he saw someone asking him for directions, he put down his sickle: "Listen to your accent, are you from the north?"

"Well, we came from the north. Our family suffered a disaster and we couldn't pay the taxes, so we escaped. I heard that things would be better here in the south, so we wanted to find some work." Raymond squeezed out a smile. concealed.

"Oh, so, welcome to Hongyu Village. Is there a disaster in the north recently? Why are all the people from the north who have come here recently." The serf didn't care about this. Thomas, who was pulling the corner of his shirt behind him, looked at the exhausted old mother who couldn't stand still, and then said, "My name is Bono, that's really unfortunate, it's getting dark, you hurry up now. When you go to Jin Town, the city gate will also be closed. You can’t enter the city in time. If you don’t dislike the land, you can rest in my firewood house at night. You can enter the city and go to the prison in the next morning. There are signs on the road. "

"That's really grateful!" Raymond quickly thanked.

Is the South so much richer than the North? Raymond noticed that the barn was full of winter wheat, and the nearby houses were full of sturdy stone houses. Everyone's face was very good-looking, full of joy of a bumper harvest. Every household raised chickens and ducks, and the farmland was even more visible. To many cattle, some houses have goats in the house, smoked meat and smoked fish hang outside the house, and when dinner time comes, the smoke rises from the chimneys of every household.

Quiet and peaceful village view.

The firewood house was kept clean, with piles of firewood stacked in it, as well as straw beds and blankets.

"Brother, brother, I'm so hungry!" Thomas whispered untimely.

Raymond looked at his bag embarrassedly, only half of the brown bread was left in it.

Seems to be out of food.

"You've come a long way from the north, right? You've worked hard, come, let's have something to eat!" Bono came in with five brown breads and a pot of soup: "Thank you, count, countess, thank you Ladies ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ it is your luck that you escaped here."

"Oh! No! We can't eat it!" Raymond was startled and quickly shook his hand, five brown breads, and a pot of soup made with vegetables and flour. These meals were enough for four or five days at their house!

"Hey? Why don't you eat it?" Bono obviously didn't understand the situation. He strangely placed a bread basket, a pot of soup, and a few wooden bowls and spoons in front of the Raymond family: "After fleeing so far, you should Don’t have anything to eat, right? It’s okay, I gave it to you, eat it, I’ll go to the city tomorrow, and we’ll go together then.”

"No, everyone pays taxes to the lord. How can we eat your rations for several days? No, we will just deal with it." The old mother quickly shook her head. How difficult it is to save some rations.

The escape itself is their own fault, how can they implicate others?

"Huh?" Who knew that Bono was even more strange. The serf first looked at Raymond and his old mother, and then looked at Thomas, who was already swallowing, and complained: "Wake up, what time is this? ?"

"His Excellency Earl Lane has been here for five years! Who would have less brown bread now?"

"???"

"There is a lot of black bread at home, and it's moldy. Really, I plan to follow you into the city tomorrow to sell some vegetables in the city. The children at home have been clamoring for meat. I guess the day of the Holy Grail is approaching. You should also buy some meat to eat."

"??????"

"Okay, let's eat~ Yankees are rare and strange." Bono couldn't help his expression, he put down the things: "You eat first, I'm going back to see my five children~" Wanting to be more like-minded People chatting "" together, WeChat pays attention to "Youdu Literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~

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