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Simon led the army all the way to the south.

During the period, he passed by some outposts and inquired about the situation. He learned that the initial smoke of war rose from the Fearless Territory.

Now there are only two outposts and a few villages in the Fearless Territory, which is easy to find.

At noon, Simon crossed the river with the army and came to the Fearless Territory...

The bandits who were preparing to attack the village had just crossed the river at this time. They were all wet and shivering in the cold wind.

If you don’t know the situation in advance, it is not easy to find a shallow part of the frozen Qingshui River to wade through the river.

Now they can find it, which is considered their good luck.

The bandits are really cold-resistant. Their lower bodies are wet, but they are still running fast.

"Boss! Look, there is no one in the outpost?" At this time, a sharp-eyed bandit reminded.

"Let's go and make a fire first and dry our clothes first." The strong man with a long-handled battle axe on his back immediately ordered.

"Go, go, go!"

"Holy God! I'm freezing to death!"

......

The robbers immediately rushed to the outpost in a noisy manner. When they got close, they tried several times and found that there was indeed no one there and the door was open.

Then they all rushed in happily and occupied the outpost.

The outpost was not big, and thousands of people poured in, and they were really crowded together. But even so, no robber was willing to go out.

After all, it can block the wind, which is much better than staying in the wilderness.

As for the charming smell emanating from each of them, they are used to it, and the stinky ones are also fragrant.

"Boss, I found some rye and a lot of firewood. You don't have to chop wood now to make a fire!"

Not long after, the robbers who had searched everywhere found some supplies left by Shelt.

"Hurry up and light the fire! Otherwise, people will freeze to death in this weather!"

"Yes, yes! There is also a clay pot here, you can cook some oatmeal porridge..." The robbers happily went to make arrangements.

In this way, although Shelt abandoned the outpost, it seemed that he had tripped up the enemy in this way.

The robbers were short-sighted. After eating this meal, they wanted to sleep and didn't think about how to solve the next meal for a while.

I'm afraid they will only think about it when they are hungry.

At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, Simon led the army to Anning Village. It was still the same here, but the camp was reinforced.

There were members of the village guard team holding bows on the watchtower. When they saw the army coming, they hurriedly shouted to inform the villagers.

When the village chief climbed up the gate and looked out for a few times, he smiled with relief and said, "Don't be afraid, it's the benevolent lord who is coming, open the door to welcome him!"

After a while, the big wooden door of the camp was opened, and more than a dozen militiamen of the village guard team came out.

"Baron! Good day! I wish you a long life!" The village chief saluted with a smile on his face.

"Is life going well?" Simon asked with a smile.

"My Lord! The winter here is much warmer than in Xigodi, and there is no shortage of firewood, but food is tight.

But when the crops in the fields are harvested in June and July, there will be no worries about food and drink..."

The village chief was obviously very satisfied with this place. The environment in Xisaidi is indeed much better than that in Xigodi, and its development potential is not low.

"Well! From which direction did the smoke rise?" After a while of greetings, Simon began to ask about business.

"My Lord, it is in the south, probably the outpost on the border.

I don't know what happened, we are all on guard and have built a camp." The village chief replied.

"I'm going to take a look, you go back, and keep watch at night." Simon nodded and said.

After that, he led the army to continue southward.

When it was dusk, they encountered another village, which was established by Mad and named Qingzi Village, with only more than 50 households of villagers.

They also built a camp to defend themselves, and reclaimed more than a thousand acres of fertile land around them.

"Village chief, there are troops passing outside!"

Simon's group of nearly 2,000 people naturally alarmed the village guards, and the observer on the sentry tower reported the news to the village chief in fear.

The village chief went up to take a look, calmed down a little, and said: "They are the lord's army, maybe the baron is inside.

You remember carefully, this pattern is the symbol of the Hollen family, that is, our lord...

Hey, they are coming... They are not going to collect food, alas, we are almost running out of food, what should we do..."

Qingzi Village opened the gate of the village reluctantly, and the village chief led people to greet the army outside with a forced smile.

"Hey! Greetings to the baron! I wish you..." The village chief looked at Simon wearing the lord's crown, and quickly knelt down to salute.

"Were you the first to light the signal smoke?"

"My Lord Baron! No, the signal smoke was lit by the sentry post in the south. We were so scared...

Thank you for coming to save us!"

The village chief was good at flattering people and said a lot of nonsense.

But Simon also heard the general situation. The first person to light the signal smoke should be Shelt. This person is experienced and not someone who shoots without a target.

"Order the whole army and prepare for battle!" He immediately ordered Mailan beside him.

"Yes!" Mailan heard this and immediately went with some guards to pass on the order.

At this time, Sarit, who was in the rear army, suddenly ran over with some people.

When they got closer, they saw that the heavily armored man beside him was Shelt.

"My Lord Baron, Shelt came out of the woods and asked to see you." Sarit said first.

"Lord Baron! I am guilty! A large group of bandits from Sanshan, across the river, invaded. There are at least a thousand of them!

We can't defeat them, so we gave up the outpost and conducted guerrilla surveillance on them..."

Shelt is very good at narration. It is equivalent to saying that repeated defeats are repeated battles. Although it is just a change of words, the meaning is very different.

"So, you took the initiative to give up the outpost." Simon asked with a smile.

"Lord... Lord, we only have thirty people, really... really..."

Shelt's temples were covered with sweat, and he shivered when the cold wind blew.

He knew that this lord was a kind-hearted lord, so he felt cold in his heart.

"Since you lit the smoke in time, the death penalty can be exempted. I will fine you three months' salary!" Simon said with a faint smile.

"Thank you, Lord Baron! I will never dare to do it again." Shelt was relieved when he heard it, and hurriedly bowed to thank him.

Simon nodded slightly and let it go. If there were so many bandits, he really had no hope of holding on with only 30 mercenaries.

After all, the outpost was just a wooden camp with limited defense capabilities.

"What about the weapons of those bandits? And the relevant information, please tell me in detail." Simon asked immediately.

"Yes! Sir! The equipment of this group of bandits is quite good, and there are at least 200 to 300 of them wearing armor.

It seems that there are mercenary groups mixed in. There are dozens of people wearing light iron armor, and there are also a few wearing heavy armor.

But most of them have no combat power, more like refugees, and some even carry hoes as weapons..."

Shelt immediately recalled and reported.