The Swordsman of Faerûn

Chapter 605 The Amazing Mother and Daughter

William chopped off the head of the mage leader with a single knife, and then rushed into the defensive circle surrounded by four-wheeled carriages.When he saw the situation inside clearly, he felt angry and funny.

Phineya didn't spend much, and knocked down the three remaining enemies. They were not black sword sergeants, but slave traders from Zhentil Castle.

What is irritating is that those male slaves who were not imprisoned actually tried to attack Phinea under the threat of the fallen slave trader, just because the half-giant was ordered by William before the battle to carefully protect these captured slaves. Refugees, so she was a little restrained when she shot. She didn't dare to slash with Thunder Frost, so she could only drive them away with strength and fists.

William resented these bastards for their help in evil, and he went forward and knocked them down one by one. Although he did not take the lives of these stupid wretches, he did not mutilate their limbs, but he made the tormenting darkness The method made them suffer from a lot of muscle and bone training, so that many people cried and rolled all over the floor, and many weak-willed guys even suffered from incontinence.

With the women and children in the four-wheeled carriage rescued, this not-so-perfect raid came to an end, but William was not very satisfied with the performance of his soldiers.

These soldiers, who were homeless refugees a few days ago, not only have terrible tactics, but also like to be hot-headed.

Compared with fighting in an army formation, they are more accustomed to fighting in small groups, which was very obvious when they besieged and killed the remaining orcs.

It should be noted that fighting with a small team of a few or a dozen people, and fighting with a regiment of hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of people are completely two concepts.

William estimated that if he wanted to break Zhentil Fort, he would not even think about having an army of thousands of people, so he always wanted to imitate some experience in his previous life and build an army that prohibits orders.

However, it seems that this idea has a long way to go.

Moreover, the psychological quality of these people is not good. Of course, it does not mean that they dare not fight. On the contrary, the refugee soldiers are very skilled in fighting skills, and they cooperate with each other tacitly, and they are full of fighting spirit.

It's just that they tend to inflate themselves with a little achievement, and then blindly challenge opponents they can't actually face.In fact, this is also a common problem of most Faerun locals. As long as a farmer is lucky enough to kill three or two goblins, he feels that he is talented and a natural hero and adventurer, and then embarks on the path of adventurers. way back.

For a person who lives on adventures and battles, the experience of failure is even more valuable than continuous victories, because it can make you brainier.

Fortunately, the temporary acting commander chosen by William was not bad. The female mage apprentice Diya pulled the reins of the refugee soldiers who were about to run away in time, saving them from suffering a tragic blow.

Most of the women and children who were released were reunited with their families. Only then were they convinced that they were truly saved, and countless people couldn't help crying bitterly.

Of course, it would be better if some men who are the pillars of the family have less foul smell on their bodies.

Of course, there were also those who cried bitterly while hugging the dead bodies. When the men in their family were dragging the carriage to build a defensive circle, they were disliked for being too slow with their hands and feet and were stabbed to death on the spot.In fact, those who have lost their loved ones should be grateful. If William and the others had not defeated the black sword sergeant and the orcs, they would have become the dinner of the orcs without a man as a fetter.

The refugee soldiers gathered these poor people who had just been freed, and William stood on the top of the four-wheeled carriage and shouted to them: "Mr. This is not free. I hope that you will join my territory and work for me. In exchange, I will protect the safety of all of you, and ensure that you can have enough food and clothing, so that you have a warm and safe environment. Comfortable home."

At this time, a little girl who seemed to be about the same age as Mi Sha'er suddenly stood up. Regardless of the obstruction of the adult woman next to her, she said loudly: "My kind lord, what will happen if we don't join?"

There is only the woman who seems to be her mother beside the girl, and there is no man who acts as a father, but this little girl is braver than all the men, which William appreciates very much, and it is also his hope The quality that Misha could possess, the little one was almost as sensitive as a shy fawn at first.

William didn't jump out of the carriage, he looked down at the little girl condescendingly, wanting to see if this little guy was really brave enough.

He pretended to be cold and said: "I have established a refugee camp on the edge of the jungle in the north. Anyone who is willing to follow me can join the camp and get full food and safety protection. Those who are not willing to join me, You will not be allowed to enter the camp, nor will you be allowed to hang around, but I will give you a little food to give you the strength to migrate elsewhere."

The little girl has long golden hair and stubborn eyes, but she smiled unexpectedly and said: "My mother and I are willing to join your territory, Lord Lord. I thought you would say that you would arrest or forcibly expel Those who refuse to join."

William jumped out of the carriage, looked at the clever little girl, and said, "May I know your name? Brave lady!"

The little girl said: "My name is Selur, and I am nine years old this year."

William really likes this little guy. A child with this kind of heart is really rare, and he is simply a piece of rough jade.William believed that after his own teaching, this child would definitely become an evenly matched or even slightly superior opponent to Misha'er.

Yes, William somehow developed a love for this child and wanted to train her.

Selur's mother bowed to William and said, "My lord, thank you for taking me in. I am Maya, the mother of this child. Please tolerate Selul's rude behavior towards you."

William looked up, but suddenly found that Cyrule's mother, Maya, was a rare stunner. She had three-dimensional facial features, high nose bridge, big eyes, sword-like eyebrows, and plump lips. Seeing her there is an urge to possess her.

Of course, now William has been able to control himself very well. Although he is indeed amazed by this woman, what William really takes a fancy to is Selur as his daughter. He has to show it to his future apprentices. The demeanor of being a teacher by oneself.

　Thank you Yusan Dadi for your reward.

　　For some reason, the book friends who rewarded this book a few months ago have not had time to thank them, so I will post a single chapter to express my gratitude.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)