our family is gone

Chapter 42 The Claw of the White Wolf
The low agricultural output in this world is largely due to the fact that the land cannot be recovered after years of cultivation, so the more the land is planted, the poorer the land, and the lower the output naturally.

For this Lance directly moved out the simplest method, collecting human and livestock excrement, and it only takes more than ten days to ferment to obtain pollution-free fertilizer.

The same can also provide many jobs and improve the health conditions of residents.

Disma is also ignorant about these topics, but he always feels very powerful.

Next, when I passed by the square, I found that there were already many people coming in and out outside the grain store. The townspeople who came and went would greet Lance kindly when they saw Lance, and everyone had smiles on their faces.

Lance also responded to the townspeople with a smile. It seemed that there was no tense atmosphere like the previous few days, but a very harmonious one.

Disma has never seen any nobleman who can get along with ordinary people like this...

Through work-for-work, Lance re-circulated coins in the town. Ordinary people bought food, and those with higher wages could buy milk, eggs and meat back. Some bachelors spent a copper coin in exchange for food after get off work. A few glasses of ale for fun.

Similarly, some candles and other small items began to circulate as they had more money in their hands. Lance's actions successfully saved the town from the brink of collapse, and everything seemed beautiful.

Now his reputation has reached a very high level, everyone in the town knows him, and no matter who they are, they will praise the lord.

But some problems have emerged as time goes by.

There is a surplus of some materials, such as grain, wool, and cloth, which are backlogged in warehouses.

On the other hand, there is a shortage of materials, such as coal and iron ingots, and some daily necessities that cannot be produced locally.

Lance became more and more eager to destroy the bandits and open the way to the outside world.

And now Disma's return means that the conditions have been fulfilled...

"Come on, tell me what you've discovered in the past few days."

Lance talked about things at the dinner table after eating as usual, and Leonard and Barristan were also looking forward to relevant news.

It's not that they don't feel pressured when they stay in the town, on the contrary, they are also very difficult when they know that the bandits may attack at any time, and their own side doesn't know more about the bandits.

It can be said that everyone is waiting for news from Disma.

After taking a bath, Disma put on new clothes, and his overall condition improved a lot. Facing the eyes of everyone, Disma directly threw out a big news.

"There are more than one nest of bandits on the old road, there are at least seven or eight of them, and there are at least a hundred of them in total."

The news was horrifying, and Lance felt pressured for a while.

It was hundreds of vicious bandits licking blood, not hundreds of submissive serfs.

It's too difficult~ What the hell is this opening...

When he realized it, he had already started to scold the ancestor in his heart, how many people did the old guy call to kill his own people?
Not only Lance, but the other two also fell silent, and they didn't know how to deal with this problem.

"go on."

Lance quickly adjusted himself. He knew that he was the backbone of everyone and he must not be chaotic, but calm and calm.

"The largest bandit group should be the deserters. They have the largest number, at least 70 to [-] people, and the equipment is also very good. The musketeers account for one-third of the whole group, and there are even super-standard war machines such as artillery. They don't behave like the army, discipline is lax.

The number of the second bandit group is much smaller, it is estimated that there are only 30 to [-] people, but these are all elite..."

Following Disma's narration, a clearer situation was presented in front of several people.

Lance soon realized that there were many bandits on the old road, but in fact there were only two that really mattered.

One is an artillery regiment composed of deserters, and the other is naturally a bandit regiment composed of all elites.

The remaining scattered bandit groups are no more than 30 to [-] people, and their individual strength is also common. As long as the two big ones are eliminated, the remaining ones are not worth mentioning.

"Continue to talk about this bandit group full of elites."

Disma belongs to the kind of person who is quite proud, but even he recognizes the strength of those people, which shows that it is very unusual, and Barristan mentioned this before, which has aroused Lance's attention.

"To be honest, I don't know much about this regiment. I estimated the number of people based on the size of the camp. However, I also found that they domesticated a lot of white wolves and raised them around the camp. If strangers approached, they would be vigilant or even attack.

It was because of these white wolves that I was almost spotted just by taking a few glances from a distance, and then I was worried about alarming them, so I didn't dare to approach them and left. "

"You're doing the right thing. It's not a good thing to alarm them in this situation."

Lance agreed with Disma's choice, sometimes it's not wrong to choose to take a step back.

"White wolf?" The bandit described in Disma's words caught Barristan's attention, and he couldn't help emphasizing it again.

"It's the bandits who wore white wolf fur accessories during the war. I have fought against them, and their strength is indeed extraordinary. Many mercenaries died in their hands."

"Where this kind of strength is placed, there should be a lot of movement. Why did it suddenly appear here? And why do these people become bandits?"

Speaking of it, Disma felt a little strange. It is reasonable to say that bandits are basically forced to go up the mountain because they committed crimes or could not survive.

So there is a mixture of mermaids and dragons here, and some people are very strong, which is okay, but the overall strength is so strong, it doesn't look like a bandit group.

And what's wrong with having this kind of strength?Want to be a bandit with no future?

"Have you ever heard of the [White Wolf's Claw] mercenary group?"

Leonard's words stunned both Disma and Barristan, but soon they seemed to understand something.

"Yes~"

"It's possible."

Lance was a little dazed by their reactions, so he had to ask.

"What are you talking about?"

Disma reacted and quickly explained to Lance.

"White Wolf's Claw is a well-known mercenary group in the circle some time ago. He is a tribal mercenary group. This kind of mercenary group is very united and strong. They are not afraid of death. They will accept any mission for money. To some extent, it is no different from bandits, and it is also notorious.

The reason for being famous is that this mercenary group offended the nobleman for some reason, but that nobleman had real power and directly wanted the mercenary group, and there was a lot of trouble in the resistance.

Later, the army was mobilized to encircle and suppress them. Anyway, I heard that they were wiped out somewhere. I thought they were all dead long ago, so I didn't think of this possibility at the first time.

Now that I think about it, if the mercenary group really escaped here, everything would make sense. "

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