Chapter 434: What the businessman saw, the strange vitality of the witch leader! (Please subscribe)
Crunch, crunch.
Accompanied by a heart-wrenching friction sound, an old carriage staggered over from the country road.
It seemed like it would fall apart at any time, but it held on firmly.
“Stop!”
On both sides of the carriage, there was a man riding a horse, wearing a simple half-armor. One of them suddenly shouted loudly and stopped the progress of the carriage.
"What's going on?"
The curtain of the carriage was opened, and a round man's head popped out from inside, and he asked doubtfully.
“Look over there.”
The knight who spoke held down the sword at his waist, pouted in one direction, and looked alert.
The man turned around and saw several tall wooden stakes stuck in the farmland not far away. Several corpses were nailed to the wooden piles, and several crows were landing on them, pecking at them. Eating the carrion of corpses.
What comes with the wind in the air is a smell of decay.
“Is it possible that some serfs in the fields have rebelled again?”
The man touched his head and was not shocked by this scene.
As a well-traveled businessman, I have often seen scenes of people being burned alive, let alone nailing them to wooden stakes. The first thing that comes to mind is The reaction is that the nobles here are probably not easy to mess with.
But it doesn't matter. Although he is a businessman, he is also a branch of an earl and can be regarded as a noble. No matter how cruel he is, he will not attack him.
After all, for the nobles, merchants who provide them with rare and luxury goods are also an indispensable part. There is no one behind him. If the other party dares to attack him, then don't think about it in the future. Some businessmen will come here.
“No, not a slave in the field!”
However, the knight guarding him shook his head and denied his statement.
“Look at the hands and feet of these corpses, there are obvious signs of exercise, and the skin is fairer, and the hair and beards are well-groomed. This is not what those serfs can have. At least they have fiefs and servants. ”
"Maybe even a noble!"
He started to analyze.
In this era, the differences between nobles, knights, and slaves are huge and can be seen with the naked eye.
For example, the carriage owner, who is fat and chubby and eats in vain, looks like a noble. But if he is skinny, has messy hair and beard, and has no clothes, he is most likely a slave.
Between the two are mostly the knight class.
"Is this happening?"
After hearing this, the businessman was also surprised and his expression became serious.
For a noble territory, the death of some serfs or free people is not a big deal, but if the death of knights or even nobles is a big problem.
Because this is considered the ruling class, and he remembers that this is just a barony, and there are not many knights and nobles.
Several people died at once, which can be said to be a serious injury.
"What should I do, my lord?"
The knight asked.
Both of them are wandering knights who have lost their fiefdoms. Although they are much stronger than the serfs holding manure forks and hoes, in the face of the danger that even knights and nobles will be killed, the two of them appear to be weak. Not enough. "Maybe it's just a fight between nobles. Come on, let's go in and have a look!"
The businessman hesitated for a moment, but in the end the luck factor in his body took over.
Anyone who can become a businessman in this era and be self-reliant outside, whether voluntarily or not, has some element of risk-taking and gambling in his body.
"Okay!"
The two knights looked at each other and could only nod in agreement.
Although the three of them knew in their hearts that even in wars between nobles, people were rarely nailed on wooden stakes for public display, and they were still on the edge of the territory. This behavior was obviously a demonstration and intimidation. .
According to the rules common to nobles, unless they are unlucky ghosts who died on the battlefield, the rest can be put back in the form of ransom, and even the dead will be sent back for burial, no Will be nailed to the stake.
Unless there is any deep hatred.
The two escorted the carriage into the territory. Not long after walking, they suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves.
Immediately afterwards, four or five knights rode towards them quickly. Their movements seemed unskilled, and one of them almost fell off the horse, as if he had just learned to ride a horse, but it gave people The feeling is still overwhelming.
“Who is it?”
Far away, someone shouted loudly.
Clang, clang, clang!
At the same time, both sides drew their weapons and looked at each other.
"Misunderstanding, we are businessmen from other places, asking to see your baron!"
The fat businessman quickly jumped off the carriage and said.
At the same time, I observed carefully, and the more I looked, the more confused I became.
Because these knights gave him the feeling that they were not at all like skilled warriors who had been trained strictly since childhood, but more like farmers who had just put down their hoes from the fields. Their eyes and expressions were very strange, and they felt inexplicably guilty, but at the same time... An inexplicable confidence.
What they are wearing is armor that has been dyed black. The surface does not represent the emblems or patterns of their respective families. Instead, it is very uniform, like the head of a giant dragon with a crown of thorns on its head. The appearance of a crown.
This surprised the fat businessman.
You must know that the appearance of a crown on the coat of arms or flag of a noble usually means only one thing, that is, there has been or is a noble king in this family.
But he wanted to break his head and couldn't remember which king or nobleman it symbolized.
"Businessman?"
After several black-armored knights looked at each other, one of the leaders turned around, whispered to the others, then pointed his sword at him and said arrogantly: "You follow us Go, if you dare to escape, your soul will sink into the swamp!"
After that, one person came down to hold the horse, and the remaining people guarded them on both sides, as if to threaten them, and took them to a place. direction.
Along the way, the three of them also saw more wooden piles, all with corpses nailed on them, as well as some serfs working in the fields. They seemed to be no different from other territories, but if they looked carefully, they would see that I found that there is actually a big difference.
The serfs in the fields were not as insensitive and indifferent to everything outside as the merchants had seen before. Instead, they looked at those serfs with a strange look of fear, awe, but also envy and yearning. Black armored knight.
Some people even raised their hands to say hello to the black-armored knight, and the latter actually extended his hand in response.
The fat businessman has a hard time describing this feeling, but he instinctively hates it and is even hostile to this feeling. It seems that in his world view, this should not exist.
After thinking for a long time, he finally thought of a suitable word to describe it:
Vitality!
This territory has a strange vitality that other noble territories do not have.
(End of this chapter)