Riding and Slashing

Chapter 33
In the evening, the sun has not yet set, and there are light clouds sweeping across the sky, and the purple glow is illuminated by the setting sun.

The wilderness in early autumn is breezy, revealing a trace of refreshing coolness.

The tempting aroma of stewed ham with wild mushrooms wafted from the stew pot on the fire, and quickly diffused to the entire camp in the evening wind, teasing the group of men who had been busy all day.

That stout woman was unexpectedly good at cooking. Such a simple combination made her feel like a luxurious meal.

Li Ang held a baguette-like hard bread in his hand, dipped in the hot soup, and satisfactorily enjoyed the first hot meal in these two days.

The mellow and fragrant gravy conceals the rough taste of the bread, and the soft bread wrapped in juice is swallowed together with the hot stew. The proper sense of satisfaction immediately occupies every part of the body, and the fatigue of the day is easy were expelled.

Instead, there is a slight sense of comfort and sleepiness.

The food must not be poisonous, because the woman ate the first of them all, and she ate a whole big pot.

Most people let out a sigh of satisfaction after eating this meal, and then, as the dark scene fell, snoring sounded one after another.

The scouts did not find any enemy around the whole afternoon, and there were no other accidents in the camp.

Even this disguised nomadic camp is almost done.

In the evening, everyone had a delicious hot meal.

Everything went incredibly well.

It was almost as if the goddess of order had covered them with robes.

The next morning...

"My lord! My lord! Wake up!"

Li Ang was roughly awakened by his subordinates, rubbed his eyes and crawled out of the tent.

Then, in an instant, the whole person was refreshed.

The camp was in chaos, as if it had been attacked by countless wild boars... A few mercenaries were fumbling around for clothes, and some even rummaged through the hidden pockets on their underwear...

Most of the mercenaries are still asleep, but every tent has been lifted.

Li Ang rushed to the place where he put his money bag in panic—there was no doubt that it was empty.

Clean, nothing left.

Fortunately, the aristocratic emblem has been hanging close to the chest, otherwise it would probably be stolen.

The stout woman who claimed to be a nobleman was gone, and so were the peasants she had brought with her.

Instead, those few pitchforks and rakes stayed in the camp, leaning against Li Ang's tent, as if mocking this greedy and stupid lord.

"Blow the horn and wake everyone up!"

I'm afraid there is something wrong with the delicious mushroom soup last night!
The food is indeed not poisonous, but it makes people sleep more deeply and soundly - those mushrooms are harmless to people, but they have a sleeping effect!
Everyone was put down by such a meal, they were touched into the tent, and everyone's gold and silver were looted, but no one noticed.

Li Ang's brain was buzzing...

He has always claimed to be extremely smart, but he didn't expect to be deceived by a country woman!

An indescribable sense of shame welled up in my heart until I was dazzled. After I slapped myself twice, I finally regained my strength. IQ came back online, and I began to reflect painfully.

After feeling that the woman might be Auden's daughter, Li Ang's mind was completely filled with Dinar, and his mind was full of how to negotiate the price with Earl Auden.

That woman's acting and speaking skills are so poor, she can easily pass in front of Li Ang...

At the first glance, I could see that she was a commoner, just pretending to be a nobleman - I was used to Sarah's elegance and Anson's persistence, and the woman's imitation was as incongruous as Auden's Mediterranean hairstyle.

But, but...

But this greedy heart still got involved in this evil trick!

Li Ang has always thought that with the accumulation of knowledge of a modern person, he can only fool others by himself, and it is absolutely impossible to fall into the trap of others in the 'ignorant' Pendor Continent.

But the reality hit him hard so quickly—no matter how smart you are, no matter how much you have seen in the world, as long as you fall into greed, you will be deceived.

Moreover, Li Ang, who had come to his senses, had already remembered who that Liwa was—that was a special character who could become a teammate in the previous game, a robber pretending to be a nobleman.

Perhaps in the code-made game, she can only stay in the tavern, waiting for the player to strike up a conversation, and then become the player's helper, or be kicked out of the team by the player.

But now, anyone can appear anywhere and do all kinds of unimaginable things.

In addition, names like 'Riva' are so common that every village has girls with this name.And... the face in the game doesn't match the real person - Sarah is much more beautiful than in the game, and Riva is also much stronger than in the game...

Those previous understandings of the game were unreliable in the face of living people and this vast and dangerous continent.

What about the traversers?What about modern people?

For Li Ang, this was a warning of good luck.

Yes, good luck.

Because Liwa only intends to make money, not to kill.

But this warning was very timely. It made Li Ang realize that he subconsciously regarded himself as the protagonist of this world.

Human thinking is very strange.

Although Li Ang has always had a sense of crisis when facing the world, but in his subconscious, he always has a halo-like mentality of the protagonist.

This kind of mentality hidden in the depths is probably something that every traveler will have.

But now, Li Ang understands that he has inadvertently made a conceptual mistake deep in his consciousness. This mistake is called arrogance.

This kind of arrogance from the traverser obscured his otherwise easy-to-use brain.

The team has been reassembled, and every mercenary's eyes are full of frustration and sadness—everyone's wallets are gone.

However, the carpenters said there was no loss—most of them had no money, and the woman didn't seem to have touched their bags.

Fortunately, most of the weapons and equipment are still there, and the camp has not been set on fire.

The woman even thoughtfully prepared a pot of fragrant oatmeal for them, which exuded a slight heat in the cold morning wind.

But now, no one dares to drink.

This kind of behavior shows that this woman is probably a habitual offender, and it also shows that she has absolute confidence that she will not be caught.

At least she didn't lie in two sentences - she is really good at cooking, and she is very familiar with the bandits and robbers nearby, and she is also very familiar with the environment here.

In this wilderness, it must be hopeless to track down such a thief.

"Brothers... I'm sorry! Due to my hasty decision, everyone has suffered losses-I don't know how much you have lost, but I have to make up for you!"

Li Ang stood on a carriage and waved his arms to boost morale.

"Of course, I think you should know that I was looted too... So, from now on, after every battle, I will distribute the spoils to everyone-but in order to be fair, you have to exchange heads or prisoners, The brave will be rich in my army!"

"At the same time, after my territory is established, I will select people with outstanding military exploits from the team as apprentice knights!"

"No matter what your origin is, no matter what you have done! I swear by my last name, I will never break my promise!"

"So, you can start learning to read!"

This is a very simple contradictory transfer strategy, which turns the internal problems that have already occurred into external commitments that have not yet been seen. This is a common way for modern people.

However, the tradition of mercenaries is that mercenaries prepare their own weapons and work with money, and there has never been such a thing as loot distribution—it is common to hide loot.

Unless a mercenary regiment is hired to fight independently, although mercenaries often clean the battlefield, they usually can only secretly hide a few gadgets in their arms.

Of course, the cash on the enemy's corpse will be left to the person who cleaned the battlefield by default; the money from the prisoner will also be left to the person who captured him, and no one will pursue it. This is a common practice.

And Li Ang's decision meant that this hired army was almost treated like a retinue - with pension protection, the right to distribute spoils, and even the possibility of becoming a nobleman!
The mercenaries couldn't believe it for a moment, but then, a huge uproar erupted.

"Swear to follow the lord!"

Li Ang didn't know which smart kid was the first to yell out this phrase of flattering the horse.

In any case, morale was restored, and the men looked motivated again.

Li Ang led his men on the way back to Fletcher Village, striding forward with a careless face, but full of sadness.

The commanding skills he thought would be improved, but there was no movement.

Moreover, he really did not expect to suffer such a huge loss in this uninhabited wilderness.

The loss was so great that Li Ang's heart was pierced.

There were originally more than 600 dinars in the purse that disappeared, but this is a trivial matter.

The main loss was the original owner's father's relic, the knight's saber with the coat of arms on the hilt worn out.

That sword is very handy. Although it is not a magical weapon, there has never been any other weapon that can replace it.

Moreover, Li Ang could guess the original coat of arms style of the sword.

— Gryphon.

(End of this chapter)