Our family is in decline

The world's agricultural output is so low, largely due to the fact that the land has not been restored after years of cultivation. In this way, the more we plant, the poorer the land becomes, and the lower the yield naturally becomes.

For this, Lance directly came up with the simplest method, collecting human and livestock excrement, and it only takes ten days to ferment it to obtain pollution-free fertilizer.

This can also provide many jobs and improve residents' sanitary conditions.

Disma is also ignorant about these topics, but he always thinks they are very powerful.

Next, when I passed by the square, I found that there were many people coming and going outside the grain store. The townspeople who came and went would greet Lance cordially when they saw Lance, and everyone had a smile on their face.

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 atmosphere.

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

Through the work-for-relief method, Lance once again allowed coins to circulate in the town. Ordinary people can buy food, while those with higher wages can buy milk, eggs and meat back home. Some bachelors can spend a copper coin to exchange for it after get off work. A few glasses of ale for entertainment.

Small objects such as candles also began to circulate as they had more money. 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 him as Lord.

But over time some problems also emerged.

Some supplies are surplus, such as grain, wool, and cloth, which are accumulated in warehouses.

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

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

And now that Disma is back means that the conditions have been fulfilled...

"Come, tell me what you have discovered these days."

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

It's not that they don't have pressure when they stay in the town. On the contrary, it's very difficult for them to know that the bandits may attack at any time, and they don't know more about the bandits.

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

After taking a shower, Disma put on new clothes and her overall condition improved a lot. She directly revealed a bombshell in front of everyone's eyes.

"There is more than one group of bandits on the old road. There are at least seven or eight of them, large and small. In total, there are at least a hundred people."

The news was very shocking, and Lance felt extremely stressed for a while.

They are hundreds of vicious bandits who lick blood with their swords, not hundreds of obedient serfs.

It’s too difficult~ What the hell is this starting point...

By the time he realized it, he was already scolding his ancestor in his heart. How many people did the old guy call to kill his subjects?

Not only Lance, but the other two people also fell silent, and they didn't know how to deal with this problem.

"go on."

Lance quickly adjusted. He knew that he was the backbone of everyone and must not be confused. He must be calm and collected.

"The largest bandit group should be the deserters. They have the largest number of people, at least sixty or seventy people. They are also very well equipped. The musketeers account for one-third of the whole group. They even have extraordinary war machines like artillery. Only However, they did not behave like an army and their discipline was lax.

The second bandit group is much smaller in number, probably only twenty or thirty people, but these are all elites..."

As Disma spoke, a clearer situation emerged in front of several people.

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

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

The largest of the remaining scattered bandit groups is only twenty or thirty people, and their individual strength is mediocre. As long as the two big ones are eliminated, the rest are not worth mentioning at all.

"Continue to talk about this bandit group that is all elite."

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

"To be honest, I don't know much about this group. I estimated the number of people based on the size of the camp. However, I also discovered that they have tamed a lot of white wolves and kept them around the camp. If strangers approach, they will be alert or even attack.

It was these white wolves that I almost spotted after just a few glances from a distance. Later, I was worried about alarming them, so I didn’t dare to get close and left. "

"You did 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 a wrong thing to take a step back.

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

"They are those bandits who wear white wolf fur accessories during the war. I have fought against them. Their strength is indeed extraordinary. Many mercenaries have died in their hands."

"There should be a lot of movement wherever this kind of strength is placed. How come it suddenly appears here? And why do these people become bandits?"

Speaking of which, Disma felt a little strange. Logically speaking, bandits were basically forced to go up the mountain after committing crimes or saying they couldn't survive.

So there is a mix of humans and dragons here. Some people are very strong, but it doesn't look like a bandit group when all of them are so strong.

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?"

Disma and Barristan were stunned for a moment by Leonard's words, but soon they seemed to understand something.

"Yes~"

"It's certainly possible."

Their reactions made Lance a little confused, so he had to ask.

"What are you talking about?"

Disma reacted and quickly explained to Lance.

"White Wolf's Claw is a mercenary group that was quite famous in the circle some time ago. It is a tribal mercenary group. This kind of mercenary group is very united within, and they are strong and not afraid of death. They will accept any task for money. To a certain extent, they are no different from bandits, and they are also notorious.

The famous reason is that this mercenary group offended a nobleman for some reason, but the nobleman had real power and directly wanted the mercenary group. His resistance even caused quite a stir.

Later, the army was mobilized to encircle and suppress them. Anyway, I heard that they were wiped out somewhere. I thought that 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 it was really the mercenary group that escaped here, everything would make sense. "

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