Iron Power And Sorcerer

Iron Power And Sorcerer Chapter 223

2021-01-26

Chapter 223 Rush
“The brother who came back from wasteland doesn’t need to say more! Neither do the people of Wolf Town. Nonsense! Introduce the rest of you!"

Standing on the boulder, Pierre gave a passionate speech to the bandits, no longer showing his decadent and lazy appearance:
"This is Captain Winters Montagne! Champion of Palatine! The best Hundred-Men Commander! The Montagne Hundred-Men Commander is back! Our brother has nothing to fear! The Montagne Hundred-Men Commander is back! Green..."

Pierre spoke vigorously, but Dixon's face turned paler.

From the moment Hundred-Men Commander met Pierre, Guohuan wanted to run away.

But he couldn't escape, and he was being watched closely. Even if he went to pee, there were two Dussacks behind him.

After a brief but not intense ideological struggle, Guoquan knelt down with a plop and begged: "My lord, I am a peasant. I can't survive until I become a robber, please forgive me. Me!"

Winters raised his eyebrows slightly: "Get up and talk."

But the pot ring's knees are nailed to the ground, and he wants to kiss Hundred-Men Commander's corner.

Pierre stopped in front of the pot ring and announced with a stern face: "Montagne Hundred-Men Commander is back, this group has nothing to do with you. You go away."

"Can I... really go?" Guoquan asked tentatively, mixed with joy and sorrow.

"get lost!"

This time it's really a dilemma, staying is death, leaving may be death.

Pierre waved his hand and told the other bandits: "If you don't want to stay, you can leave!"

After hesitating, the pot circle clenched the teeth and decided to take a gamble: "Many thanks, the lord is kind, I still don't want to be a robber!" And he's so used to it that he doesn't want to hear anything from the Hundred-Men Commander.

The chaos of the new reclamation, as long as you can walk away, you can easily pull up a group of people.

Seeing that Guoquan is leaving, and there are a few others, all of them are the Old Brothers of Guoquan.

"Go away." Pierre waved his hand.

Guoquan thanked him a lot, took a few steps backwards and turned to run.

But as soon as he turned around, Pierre's saber fell.

The sharp steel blade circled in an arc, severing the left shoulder, only slightly stagnant at the position of the bone. In the end, a terrifying section was left, and blood spewed out from the section.

Pierre flicked his saber, wiped away the blood, and put it back into its sheath.

Other veterans also violently attacked, beheading the habitual bandits who wanted to leave.

Winters was a little surprised, but he didn't say anything.

He called together twenty-two "gangsters", along with his thirteen warriors.

Seeing everyone's gloomy faces, Winters spoke for the first time.

"According to the new land reclamation law." His tone was steady, but his voice was very clear to everyone's ears: "Gather a crowd to block the road and loot, the first offender will be sentenced by round, and the accomplice will be hanged."

Everyone's expressions are darker, who doesn't know that?

In the new land, being a bandit is a dead end. If it is not cornered, no one will come to defect to the gang.

Winters spoke again: "But my appointment as the town officer of Wolf Township is still in effect, so from this moment on, I'm recruiting all of you as members of the New Reclamation Wolf Township Militia.

You must obey my authority and be bound by military law from now on. Not only are you no longer a bandit, you are no longer a farmer, and it is now your responsibility to exterminate the bandits.”

People from Wolf Town Eye circles are red, they are like rootless grass floating in the wind, everyday all live in fear of the future.

The appearance of the Montagne resident is like a wooden board in front of the drowning person. He is the afterimage of the former world, which makes people recall the good old days.

But there was nothing but numbness and indifference in the expressions of the farmers elsewhere, who didn't know Winters · Montagne.

For them, the pot ring? The mayor? Hundred-Men Commander? It's nothing more than a change of person to drink porridge, what difference can it make?
Winters' eyes met each one in turn: "I promise you. One day you can lay down your weapons, pick up your plow again, and go back to the golden wheat fields, back to your mother, wives, and children. By my side. That's what I promised you, so please keep in mind."

His voice was calm, but there was a strange power in it, as if he could actually fulfill his promise.

No matter how numb the farmer is, his heart is slightly touched like a needle at the moment.

The smell of soil, the golden wheat fields...

It's so close, yet unreachable, it seems to be a very distant memory.

…

Winters reunites with his warriors, and they have endless things to say to each other.

Angelo, the pony, held Winters' arm, crying and laughing for a while, but wouldn't let go.

Pierre came to Winters with a young man and said happily, "Look, who I brought you!"

Winters just looked, He couldn't help but laugh.

The youngster and blacksmith Bellion in front of them were carved out of the same mold, and no one would admit it wrong.

It's just that Berian is taciturn, honest and cautious, and the young man in front of him has a kind of naughty and agile peculiar to youngsters in his eyes.

Winters asked the young man, "Your father's name is Alexander Sawyer, right?"

The young man was startled and looked at Pierre bewildered.

"Don't tease him." Pierre patted the young man's shoulder: "I met Carlos in another group, and when he looked like this, I recognized who he was. .So take him with me and take care of me."

"Do you know my brother too?" Carlos asked.

The warriors around are all laughed heartily.

"How could I not know each other?" Winters also laughed happily, he turned and asked Pierre: "Where is Berrian?"

The laughter disappeared.

Pierre's expression became a little gloomy: "Under Arpad, he is a blacksmith and is under strict supervision. And my father, and many others, are under Arpad. . But where exactly, I don't know. Are they still alive? I don't know."

"Got to find a way to get them back." Winters sighed.

Pierre cheered up, slapped his thigh and said, "Anyway, you're back, we have nothing to be afraid of!"

The others also nodded.

Winters remembered something very important, and he asked Carlos seriously: "How is your...cooking?"

"No, no." Carlos waved his hand desperately : "I always eat my brother's cooking, I can't."

"Oh." Winters was quite regretful, and asked in a loss: "Then you can strike iron?"

"Yes, since I was a child, my craftsmanship is far worse than that of my brother."

"Pierre, let him be in charge of repairing the ordnance, and don't let him use the sword."

"Yes!"

Hearing this, Carlos became anxious: "Why don't you let me use a sword? I also have two arms and two legs! No worse than others!"

Pierre slapped the boy on the back of the head: "Impudent! The captain is taking care of you!"

Carlos didn't recognize the new Montagne Hundred-Men Commander, but he gave Pierre Er was quite respectful and calmed down embarrassingly.

"When did I become a captain?" Winters unfathomable mystery.

"Don't you know? Oh...you really don't know." Pierre said with a smile: "Posthumously awarded! He also made a grand ceremony. The officers who died in battle are always given a Level 1, the Arpad guys did it."

Since Winters Montagne was dead, there was no limit to it.

When he got the [Knight Swords Grand Cross], he could be promoted to Level 1 by convention.

"Dedicated to the country", and then promoted to Level 1.

So the "First" Republic of Palato graciously awarded Winters the rank of captain posthumously -- at that time the Blue Rose and Red Rose hadn't split.

It's just that Winters is still alive, so there's something wrong with his rank determination.

But who cares? Winters didn't care anyway.

"Tell me about you guys." Winters pulled Pierre and the others to sit in a circle: "Tell me all."

Big guy, your words, my words Speaking of which, I talked about the hardships and dangers of returning from the no-man's land, the suffering of staying in the Shuangqiao Camp, and the process of escaping back to Wolf Town.

As for the ambush of the officers and the pursuers, Pierre did not hide it from Winters.

"Big Bentine, this beast, I wanted to kill him." Pierre said bitterly: "This beast has a smart nose, and the smell is not right, and he runs into the heat with his tail between his tail. Wodan is gone."

Winters nods, Pierre doesn't go to Big Bentine to talk to him, he wants to talk to Big Bentine too.

"Then we wandered around in various gangs, not too far from Wolf Town. Occasionally we can go home to have a look and bring home something to eat." The more Pierre said, the lower his voice: "Anyway, Just mess around like this, and live every day."

Everyone was silent, they had sabres, but they didn't know where to cut.

Revolt against the authority that rules the land? They don't have that courage yet - and that's courting death.

"What do these gangs feed and drink? Robbery travelers?" Winters asked patiently, "How much money can a traveler have on him?"

The others are still confused, Pierre Having comprehended the meaning of Winters, he said helplessly: "Don't look at the pot ring that looks like a pot ring, that guy is very devilish, and he knows the doorway above. He only robs travelers and merchants on the road, and at most blackmails the farm. , the recruiting team that will never meet the head! Hide far away."

According to the laws of the new land, it is the responsibility of the local towns to hunt down robbers.

If there are bandits in Wolf Town, Wolf Town is in charge.

There is only one situation in which Legion will send a military police force, and that is when bandits have taken Legion's head.

As a senior robber, Guoquan never touches the recruiting team.

As long as he doesn't provoke the newly reclaimed land, Legion, with the local security forces that are on the verge of collapse, no one can really get him.

With this little cleverness, Guoquan has been a robber for many years without incident.

But the wicked have their own grind, and the pot ring has now been buried.

Winters counted, and all he could really count on were his thirteen "veterans."

Among the other twenty-two people, the people of Wolf Town may be able to trust them, and the rest are all at the level of rushing up and rushing away.

Winters didn't want to command them at all, but if he dismissed them all, he'd be reunited with another band of gangsters tomorrow.

Winters thought to himself, "Got to find a way for them."

"It's okay."

……

……

"Crench."

"Crench."

This is the wheel turning the sound of.

A convoy was slowly moving forward on the road. In addition to horses and mules, there were also cattle and donkeys pulling the cart.

Wheat in sacks and straw baskets, unripe fruits and vegetables, and all the food that could be found were pulled in the cart.

It even includes two yowling piglets and a goat.

The men escorting the convoy were armed and looked like soldiers.

But they all looked listless, with their shoulders drooping and their hands hanging down, and they just walked with their heads down.

The same is true of the driver, who waved the whip carelessly, even the tip of the whip looked reluctant.

They have returned from Wolf Town with a full load and are on their way to Gervodin.

Five or so escort soldiers, twenty or so coachmen, only one person was very happy.

That is the Chief-In-Charge of this ration team, Sergeant Ivan.

Sergeant Ivan was originally a member of the security team, known for his hot personality and drunkenness like beating his wife and children.

The military commander of Gervodin expanded his force, and Ivan became sergeant as the tide rises, the boat floats.

There is only one reason for him to be promoted - the superior thinks that he is short-tempered and burly, and can hold back the big men below.

"The peasants have no food? Fucking farts! The peasants are the most fucking cunning!" Sergeant Ivan saliva splashed across, proudly talking with the ten-husband next to him about his experience in collecting grain : "I want grain, but I don't give it! I want wheat, no! When I open the cellar, it's all flour! Wheat! You have to put a knife on their necks to be honest!"

With a wry smile, he repeatedly said yes, he can't afford to offend this brute.

The team traveled very slowly, returning from various villages and towns to Gervodin, ranging from one or two days to four or five days.

So the Gervodan garrison set up military posts along the way - this is also a common strategy of the Palatine Army.

"Come on!" Sergeant Ivan yelled at the big-headed soldiers: "You can rest when you get to the military station!"

It was not until dusk that the military station appeared at in front of you.

It is said to be a military station, but it is actually a circle surrounded by a wooden fence in a flat open space, and then a few shacks are built.

To prevent cattle and horses from running out, give the recruiting team a place to spend the night.

Sergeant Ivan walked into the station and saw four big-headed soldiers around a table having dinner and chatting.

They seem to have a good time chatting and have a big laughter from time to time.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Sergeant Ivan looked bad.

The young ten commander stood up to greet him.

Sergeant Ivan saw that there were still wine bottles on the table, and became even more angry: "Damn! Are you still drinking?"

"Oh." The ten commander scratched his head: "Let's put it away."

"Where is the original person in this military station?" Sergeant Ivan's eyebrows were twisted into a knot.

“Run away.”

The intuitive consequence of forced recruitment is a large number of deserters.

Legion, a new settlement, is currently completely disciplined by sitting together, which also leads to the entire Ten Men Squad fleeing as soon as a deserter appears.

Sergeant Ivan was not surprised by this either.

"You can take a closer look at me at night." Sergeant Ivan scolded with a cold face: "If I find my soldiers have run away tomorrow morning, you have to sit even!"

The ten captains are heavily nodded.

"Get us some water!" Sergeant Ivan carefree sat at the table: "Leave the wine bottle."

Don't have to wait until tomorrow morning. The team was copied by Winters.

The impolite Sergeant Ivan was beaten in the head with a sack and then tied up tightly.

When the sack was removed again, Sergeant Ivan found him surrounded by three masked men.

The three masked men are Winters, Pierre and Wasika. Because of the accent, it was Pierre who received Sergeant Ivan at the military post.

"You are so fucking bold! Sergeant Ivan yelled: "Do you know who you robbed? The gendarmerie will arrest you one by one and smash your bones inch by inch..."

Pierre raised his fist and slapped him twice: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? "

"Hey! Winters patted Sergeant's cheek: "Look at me, who's the head of Gervodan now?" say! ”

The sergeant has been slapped twice in the face and left unconscious. In a daze, he heard someone complaining: "You brat, why is it so important?"

Soon a bucket of water was called, and he moved towards Sergeant Ivan and poured it down.

"Who's the head of Gervodan? Speak!"

"Ro...Major Ronald..."

"He wants so much food What?"

"I don't know..."

"Is he a red rose or a blue rose?"

"Neither..."

"Neither?" Winters' eyes narrowed. "Who's on Major Ronald."

"I don't know..."

Winters raised his eyebrows. On the chin, Pierre stepped forward and slapped his face again: "You don't know?"

"I..." Sergeant Ivan felt a lump in his mouth, and his teeth were knocked out: "... I really don't know..."

"How many soldiers does Gervodan have now?"

Sergeant Ivan rolled his eyes and fainted.

"What should I do?" Pierre was completely dumbfounded.

Winters has a splitting headache: "Who told you to punch him?!"

"Then I wake him up?"

"Come on, he It's no different from other people, I can't see anything. Take him away."

......

Later, the soldiers of the convoy who were still in a confused state were called by masked people. When they got together, their weapons had been taken away and their hands were tied behind their backs.

"Go north along the road!" The masked man headed coldly shouted: "Whoever dares to turn back will be killed!"

The soldiers of the escort team are the most At first, he was still in a daze, but suddenly he swarmed north along the dirt road.

"Let's go too." Winters tore off the veil: "Don't wait for the gendarmerie to catch up."

Angelo asked inappropriately: "Gevodan has Is there a ranger?"

...

Twenty carts, and the weapons of more than fifty men fell into Winters' hands.

Washka said excitedly when they set the car: "This is really big business! It's so much more fun than robbing passers-by and farms!"

"This is not Are you still a bandit?" Samukin was a little unhappy.

"Why bother with so much?" Wasika touched the wound on the back of her head, which had been completely recovered: "The sky is falling and the Hundred-Men Commander is supporting it, so you should just follow."

Washka has been a little bit afraid of Winters ever since she ran away and was stabbed in the back of the head.

On the other side, Winters is also lamenting: "Isn't this still a bandit?"

"What are you talking about?" Pierre couldn't hear.

"I said." Winters said word by word: "With this vote, we can organize the team well."

Pierre said happily: "Okay! Now this is the bandit! It should be sorted out too. But why not include them? Isn't this more than fifty people ready?"

"Is that the warrior?" Winters also began to educate the leather El: "That's fifty mouths!"

A series of footsteps echoed on the road to the north, and Winters and Pierre looked at each other - someone was coming to the barracks!
The veterans quickly drew their weapons and jumped on their horses.

Soon, they brought back from the darkness three Gervaux Pill Scholar soldiers with their hands tied behind their backs.

"What are you guys doing here?" Winters pulled on the hood: "Want to die?"

"Mr. Montagne!" One of the soldiers actually called out Winters' surname : "Take us away!"

He explained quickly: "I recognized your soldiers early in the morning! I recognized them when I entered the station! So I didn't break it. I'm not your soldier, but I've seen you. I fought with you, and I came back from wasteland! Take us away! We don't want to die for Gervodin!"

"Come on." Pierre sighed, imitating Winters' tone: "Three more mouths."

"Wrong." Winters patted Pierre's shoulder: "It's three more warriors. ."

[Updated Winters' character card, at the end of Second Volume, welcome to add books]
[Thanks to the two Alliance Leaders, I can't repay it, only add more.

There are currently three chapters to be added, and two more chapters after this one, but please wait.

Because I have a habit of changing while writing. So it's best to keep a chapter for the manuscript, so that I can revise it the next day and send it out.

So it is tentatively scheduled to resume the update next Monday, and this chapter is an update. ]
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