Zombie King of Blood Race

Restricting the development of a world, in addition to poverty and disasters, there are also military disasters, and the most indispensable thing in this world in this era is military disasters.

Opening his eyes suddenly, Tausig did not get up immediately, but after listening quietly for a long time, Fang slowly sat up.

Disturbed by the sounds outside like him, there was also a bard, a group of entertainers, and several merchants climbing up from the haystack.

It's not like Tausig already understood why there was so much noise outside, this group of people may still be sleepy, or cursed rudely.

"What the hell, let people sleep?"

"What are the people in this village doing? Why are they so noisy?"

"What time is it? Is it morning already?"

"Before dawn."

"Since it's still dark, why are they so noisy?"

Tausig is calm because he knows why there is so much noise outside, and if another person is as calm as him, it can be seen how calm and psychological this person is.

After climbing up from the haystack, he picked up the qin that he put beside him, and the bard listened attentively.

He didn't know what he heard, but his expression changed. The bard frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

Apparently he hadn't heard enough bad news to panic him.

But others don't have such a good psychological quality as him.

Soon they also heard the reason for the noise outside the house, and the rest of them all turned pale, and they were circling around the house like headless chickens in a panic.

"God, God, God, how could this happen to me."

"Too bad, too bad."

"I said not to go this way, but you insist on going this way, look, look, look!!!!"

"Shut up, why do we have to take this road? If we don't take this road, are we going to take the road full of swamps?"

"Stop arguing, and think about what to do!"

"What to do, what to do? How do I know what to do?"

"This damned count, can't he come here a few days later to conscript?"

"Yeah, we won't meet him a few days later."

"Stop complaining, and think about what we should do!"

"There is no other way, we can only save money and avoid disaster."

"You mean..."

"You mean..."

"Tsk."

"No, no, I'm a little dizzy."

"That's me..."

"Then what do you want to do? Go to the battlefield? Are you sure you want to go to the battlefield?"

"Uh……"

"Hmph, do you think I don't feel sorry for the money? I thought I could make a lot of money this time, but I didn't expect it to be all cheap for those bastards,"

"Okay, stop talking, shut up, they are here."

As soon as the man finished speaking, the door of the 'hotel' they were staying in was kicked open from the outside, and then a voice with a trace of impatience came in from the door: "Come out, hurry up! "

Just now there were people who looked like fighting cocks, but now they walked out obediently like quails suffering from chicken plague. Even so, those who walked slowly were scolded by the outsiders.

When they walked out of the house obediently, the young and middle-aged men in this village had been gathered together long ago, unlike travelers like them, there is still room for turning around, they must go to the battlefield, after all, who made them all live there On the land of the Earl!

They were all veterans, and it was easy to see who was the leader of this group of people at a glance. Everyone walked towards the leader of the sheriff with flattering smiles on their faces.

"My lord, you see that we are not from this village, are we..." While speaking, he stuffed the money bag in his hand towards the magistrate without showing any trace, and the man continued to smile flatteringly.

"Not from this village?" The sheriff, who was not tall but full of official airs, glanced sideways at this person, and said casually.

"Of course, of course." The man nodded and bowed.

"In that case, go over there." While taking the money bag from this man, he weighed the weight of the money bag without showing any traces. The full weight of the money bag made the magistrate's face show a faint smile. Laughing, he raised his chin slightly, motioning for the person who was talking to him to get behind him.

"Thank you, thank you sir, you are really kind."

"Hmph." Not impressed by this man's compliment, the sheriff snorted coldly, then looked at Tausig and the others and said, "What about you? You are not from this village, either?"

"Yes, yes, my lord, neither am I."

"Neither do I."

"Yes, yes, my lord, and neither do I."

Hearing this, they stepped forward one after another, and like the previous man, they stuffed the money bag into the hands of the sheriff without any trace.

Unexpectedly, the crowd would be so upbeat. The sheriff who narrowed his eyes slightly smiled even more, but soon he found that there were still two people who hadn't stepped forward.

One is a bard who has always been poor, and the other is..., well, a poor ghost.

With a glance, Tausig's dirty and messy 'beard' covering most of his face, and his clothes that looked like rags, the sheriff snorted coldly in his heart.

Tsk, another poor man.

It seems that there is no money to be squeezed out.

Since the other party has no money, of course he has to follow the 'rules'.

"You two go over there!" Pointing to the direction where everyone in the village was standing, ignoring Tausig and the bard's sheriff, he looked at his servant and said, "Everyone is all? "

"Yes, my lord."

"Hmph, even if you count this group of fools, you don't dare to be cunning to the earl." Although he said this, he was secretly proud that he used this surprise attack well, and the magistrate sneered in his heart.

If they came to conscript during the day, they probably wouldn't be able to recruit half of them!

These cunning fools.

"Yes, yes, that's right, I don't dare to measure them, but if you want me to say, it's better to come up with your idea." While nodding, the servant flattered.

"Okay, stop talking, let's go!"

"Yes, my lord." Even if he was scolded by the sheriff, he was not afraid, because the servant knew very well that he had already flattered the sheriff.

No matter how reluctant they are, they still want to leave their homes. The villagers, with expressions of distress, fear, and resentment flashing across their faces, complained, cried, and were taken away from their homes angrily.

When passing by the villagers, a look of sympathy flashed in their eyes. Compared with these villagers, everyone sympathized with Tausig and the bard who had suddenly suffered a catastrophe.

Then, they were very thankful for being 'rich', otherwise they would have been sent to the battlefield like their two companions!

Although they sympathized, but it was limited to sympathy. Looking at the backs of the people leaving, the people who looked at each other, decided to leave this place without stopping. They didn't want to encounter such unexpected disasters again, so they had better enter the city earlier.

It was not surprising that those people would not save him, and his brother-in-law, the bard, because although they called each other companions, they only met by chance.That being the case, how could he expect the other party to save him? Of course, he didn't need them to save him.

He didn't need anyone to rescue him, so what about the bard beside him?

Why should he stay?

He didn't think that the other party didn't have the ability to get out of this predicament.

In other words, the other party was conscripted for a purpose?

This is really interesting.

He just glanced away before looking away, because Tausig glanced too lightly, the bard who had been following him all the time did not notice his sizing up.

How could the army composed of farmers and serfs be comparable to the regular army, they had no discipline and indestructible iron will, and they were in disarray due to poor management.

For the sake of speed, the person in charge of the conscription kept urging them. Although the other party's harsh tone and harsh attitude made all the farmers and serfs feel scared and chose to obey him, it also made those People who already had some resentment were even more angry in their hearts.

How could the legs be better than a horse, let alone a horse running at full speed.

After running for a long time, these farmers and serfs who were going to the front line kept panting heavily.Some people who are not in good health or who have exhausted their strength either gradually slow down or fall to the ground inadvertently.

Instead of saying he was wrong, he blamed the farmers and serfs for being too lazy. The person in charge who pulled the reins and stopped the horses cursed again.

The front line is in a hurry, but these low-level people are still lazy here. Could it be that they want to lose his official position?

Sure enough, they are a group of low-class people with cunning minds.

Thinking that his official position might be lost because of these people, his mood became even worse. The person in charge ordered his subordinates with a gloomy face to drive away everyone like animals.

Fortunately, the other party was a 'noble gentleman', who was delicate and frail, and soon became tired. When he slowed down, everyone also slowed down.

Then, because of the arrival of a team of people, everyone finally got a chance to breathe.

When others run, he also runs; when others are tired, he also pretends to be tired.

Disappeared in the crowd, Tausig, who had no special sense, observed the team that had just arrived without showing any trace.

Unlike their mob, the other party is much more formal than them.

But it can be seen that the other party is not a regular army under a certain jazz. Judging from the chaotic clothes and hostility of the other party, the other party is more like a mercenary.

That's right, the kind of mercenary Trent had been.

If he remembered correctly, Trent also said that these mercenaries sometimes took on jobs for the nobles to fight.

Unlike Tausig who was still in the mood to analyze this and that, when he saw their team, the face of the mercenary at the head changed, obviously he was not satisfied with the team in front of him.

Yeah, who would be satisfied?

Who is willing to hand over their backs to a group of people who have never been on the battlefield?

Presumably the only one who is satisfied is the enemy!

While Tausig was looking at the opponent, someone was also looking at the team of mercenaries. Unlike Tausig's simple observation, the other party silently remembered the data of the team of mercenaries.

Of course, although the other party observed very secretly, it did not escape Tausig's eyes.

Things are getting more and more interesting, aren't they?

Although their faces became ugly, fortunately this team of mercenaries still had some professional ethics. They didn't turn around and leave, and they rushed to the battlefield at the first.