I have a city in another world

Chapter 967 Weird Village

With the arrival of the imperial special envoy, the atmosphere in Snowman City immediately became tense.

Teams of strong men wearing weapons can be seen everywhere on the street. They hurried out of the city gate and went to various investigations in Xueman's collar.

The land in Xuemanling is not small, and there are high mountains and dense forests. A group of people are hiding in it, and it is really not easy to find them out.

In addition to sending out search personnel, Balgruf also issued an order to all villages and towns in the controlled area. Once an unidentified person is found, they must report it immediately, and those who cover up will be severely punished.

For a moment, people were panicked, and it seemed that there were dark clouds over Xueman City.

The hidden forces in the city, big and small, also smelled something unusual from this tense atmosphere, jumping up and down one by one, trying to find opportunities to make money from it.

For ordinary people, war is definitely a disaster, but for some special groups of people, it is an opportunity to make a fortune.

If someone has a big plan, if he succeeds, it is not impossible to crack the soil and become a marquis!

There is never a shortage of people with this kind of thinking.

Just as they were trying to figure out the cause of the incident and formulate corresponding countermeasures, a group of soldiers also walked along the rugged road towards the direction of Hewang Village.

The total number of soldiers in this team was less than twenty, wearing worn-out leather armor, with a look of decadence on their faces, they were on their way dully under the leadership of a monk.

Starting from Xueman City, they had been walking for three days, and they all looked tired at this moment.

It was a time of turmoil, and the defense of the territory must not be taken lightly, so after careful consideration, Balgruf decided to send [-] soldiers to garrison various villages and towns in the territory to avoid accidents.

After arriving in various villages and towns, the local villagers must be responsible for supplying daily consumption and receive training to cooperate in fighting when battles occur.

Although Balgruuf really wanted to send some more manpower, the defense of Snowman City must not be relaxed, and at the same time, a sufficient number of soldiers must be retained to prevent accidents, so his strength is also very tight.

Besides, these soldiers sent out are at best miscellaneous troops with limited combat effectiveness. Perhaps their biggest role is to send an alarm to Xueman City in time when a crisis comes!
These soldiers are all veterans. Although their combat effectiveness is not strong, there are definitely a lot of twists and turns in their minds. They guessed their role, so they are all listless, and they don't see any fighting spirit in their bodies.

Staying far away from the bustling Snowman City and stationed in a remote village is definitely a boring and depressing thing.

But since the order was issued, they didn't dare to dawdle, even though their legs were weak from walking, they couldn't stop to rest, and could only continue to move forward under the urging of the monk leading the team.

If there is no complaint in my heart, it is absolutely nonsense!
The soldier cursed the monk who was leading the team in his heart, but he didn't dare to slow down his pace, and before he knew it, Hewang Village was approaching.

A wooden house appeared, surrounded by towering ancient trees, and the smoke from the kitchen was wafting up.

A group of children stood at the entrance of the village, looking at the soldiers curiously, and ran towards the village as soon as they approached.

The already exhausted soldiers couldn't help but cheered, and their footsteps couldn't help speeding up, and they arrived at the entrance of the village in a blink of an eye.

I have long heard that this Hewang village is not small, and there are shops like taverns in it, but there is no shortage of places to drink.

I've been exhausted from the journey for the past few days, if I can drink a large glass of ale later, it will definitely be an indescribable enjoyment!

With a trace of longing in their hearts, the soldiers walked into Hewang Village, constantly looking around.

These soldiers often rely on their status to do things like robbing chickens and ducks for drinks. Now their eyes are fixed on those fat chickens foraging in the grass, and their saliva can't help but drip down.

But when these soldiers' minds were full of roast chicken, the monk leading the team had already frowned, and was also constantly looking around.

Ever since he entered Hewang Village, he felt that something was wrong. The deserted streets and the expressionless villagers made him feel a thorn in his back.

Ordinarily, at this time, the villagers should be busy, but why is it so quiet?

"Where is your village chief, I have something to see him?"

The monks who lead the team don't need to show their identities, because the standard leather armor on them is the best proof of identity. In Xuemanling, only soldiers can wear this kind of dress.

The villager who was stopped looked up at the leader monk, raised his brows, and replied impatiently: "The village chief is not at home, please tell me if you have something to do!"

The monk who led the team was furious when he heard the words. This villager dared to be so rude. He must be taught a lesson.

By the way, it was also shown to these villagers, and it was treated as a warning, so that they would not dare to deal with it when providing supplies.

Thinking of this, the leading monk suddenly threw out his horsewhip, and slammed it towards the villager's face.

If this horsewhip tanned and woven with leather is whipped on the face, the skin will be ripped apart, and if it touches the eyes, the eyeballs will definitely burst!

Apparently, the leading monk didn't treat the villagers of Hewang Village as human beings, and he dealt with such a heavy hand just to punish them.

The soldiers on the side watched with a smile, imagining how the villager was rolled all over the ground by the whip. Obviously, they had experienced such a thing more than once.

But when the whip was about to fall on the villager's face, he nimbly dodged aside, but it seemed that his legs and feet were not flexible, so the whip still hit his shoulder.

The horsewhip easily pulled away the villagers' coarse cloth clothes, but what was exposed was not a bony body, but a gleaming black armor.

Seeing this scene, the leading monk immediately showed a look of surprise, and when he was about to turn around and draw his sword, he saw the villager grinning, and directly pulled out a short sword with a cold light from under his robe.

At the same time, the surrounding villagers who watched the excitement picked up various items around them at the same time and quickly approached these soldiers.

"You... are you going to rebel?"

All the soldiers raised their weapons nervously, and the leader cultivator had a gloomy expression as he shouted with a long sword in his hand.

These murderous guys in front of them are not ordinary villagers at all!

The monk leading the team finally knew something was wrong, because the eyes of these villagers were too calm, and there was no fear and awe that ordinary villagers saw when they saw them.

"Could it be..."

A terrifying thought suddenly flashed in the leader monk's mind. At the same time, a look of horror appeared on his face. Without hesitation, he reached into his arms and took out an item similar to a scroll.

Just when he was about to tear it apart, the lame villager rushed up suddenly, reached out his hand at a speed that shocked even the leading monk, and snatched away the spell scroll used to call the police.

"I want to call the police, hehe, go dreaming!"

The villager sneered, punched the leader cultivator to the ground, picked up his riding whip and whipped it wildly.

Amid the crisp sound of the whip, the villager continued to curse.

"Damn bastard, wanting to slap you, Uncle Donny, like before, I'm really tired of life!"

The leader cultivator kept dodging and trying to resist at the same time, but whenever this happened, Donnie would serve him with an electric baton, shocking him into convulsions.

After whipping dozens of times in a row, Tang Zhen spat hard, and turned to look at the soldiers who had been beaten to the point of bleeding, tied up with hemp rope and thrown aside.

"Send them all to the temple for me, the city lord is short of coolies to move the stones!"

Downey looked at the soldier with a look of fear, and said with a sneer, "Hey."

　Thanks: "Maxim" for the reward, thank you book friends for your support!
　　
　
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