MTL - Mercenaries and Adventurers-v4 Chapter 201 , the rainy second half of the night (2)

Counting the sentry in the vine hanging basket at the gate, and the two who were brought down by the gate and killed by Kiel with a bow and arrow, the young man swarmed up and killed the four bandits just now.

There were a total of six bandits staying behind in the lair, and all of them were killed at once.

"Very good, everyone has been killed. Don't let your guard down. These gangsters are very wicked and like to deal with poisonous snakes. Be careful when searching next."

Keir jumped off the horse and explained to the young people around him.

Although they killed four bandits at once, everyone was very excited, but they quickly forced themselves to calm down. Then they spread out in groups of five, and searched the surrounding tree houses, wooden houses, and cellars.

Keel raised his head and looked at some dry vine cages hanging from the trees in the camp. There were everything in them, including but not limited to humans, goblins, wild dogs, wolves, half-human spiders, and pelvic fins. Big head fish with the same feet.

But fortunately, the things in the vine cage, except for the two rotting human male corpses, are mostly rotten and only skeletons are left, or they have been specially air-dried and smoked.

The effect of intimidation is greater than the effect of the cage itself.

"The surrendered bandit said that there are several women being held in the cellar, so be careful to save them, and don't be hurt by the prisoner's organ."

With his hands on his waist, Keir gave a reminder to a group of people who were about to go to the cellar next to the chief's house.

The young people responded indiscriminately, with excited expressions on their faces.

Kiel pouted, and casually gathered the six dead bodies on the surrounding ground with his feet, and then simply piled the usable clothes and weapons aside.

Most of the weapons used by these bandits are not very good, even compared with the bandits near Kendall County. Although he is richer because he controls and robs the main business routes, but because there is no large-scale forging workshop nearby, it is impossible to go to the city and spend money to buy weapons.

In other words, most of the weapons of the bandits were seized from the caravan guards of the small-scale caravans they plundered.

If you think about it, you will know that the level of caravan guards who go out to protect them varies from good to bad, and those who are capable rarely participate in this kind of risky work, so the guys in their hands are not very good.

They are not very good, and the guys in the hands of the bandits are not very good either.

Although there are some steel weapons, it is possible that this camp is a forest and a stream passing through the forest, which leads to high humidity here. Bandit weapons are not very smooth, always have rust.

There were young refugees constantly going back and forth between the house they searched and the open space outside. They happily put all the things in their hands to the place, and then returned to the house excitedly and went in to search.

At the beginning, everyone moved out some daily utensils and objects, such as iron pans, metal bowls, half-eaten roasted rabbits, wheat grains in clay pots, and rats and poisonous snakes that were also raised in clay pots.

Interestingly, the wooden lid of the rat jar was opened with small holes for ventilation. Keel observed closely and could still hear the screams of panic from inside the jar.

The jar for raising poisonous snakes is completely sealed, and the mouth of the jar is tied tightly with a rope, for fear that the poisonous snake inside will escape.

During the search, the young people carefully opened the jar, first smelled it, then listened, and finally looked inside carefully by the light of the fire.

When you smell the jars containing the grain, you can smell the slightly musty smell of the grain. Although it is a pity that it has not been properly preserved, the young people do not think that the grain is inedible.

It's good to eat something.

The mouse jar not only smells bad, but also makes a chirping sound that is easy to spot. As for the well-preserved poisonous snake jar, at first the young people thought it was some kind of treasure, and when they shook it, there was something in the jar but not much.

They opened a small crack to smell the smell. There was a smell in it but not much, and they couldn't tell what was in it.

After the disturbed poisonous snake voluntarily made a hissing sound that made hair stand on end, the young people carefully sealed the jar again.

Keel wasn't interested in letting snakes kill, he was only interested in the deadly venom of vipers. When the snake-playing bandits were taken prisoner, it was intended that they would provide him with some snake venom to feed the weapon.

Originally, he planned to kill the snake and collect the snake venom.

But after asking the robbers, I found out that the snake venom cannot be kept for a long time. After it is very troublesome to take out from the snake's teeth, it must be used as soon as possible.

It can be stored for a few more days in cold weather, and it must be used as soon as possible in hot weather, otherwise it will stink and will not work.

Therefore, these venomous snakes that have been raised, Keir told his men to collect them carefully, and he planned to let the bandits of the desolate snakes who were captured be dedicated to serve these venomous snakes.

They will not be released in a short time, at least before the gang of vicious defeated troops who captured the villagers of Changmai Village are cleaned up, they must be asked to prepare snake venom for Kiel.

In addition to these large and small jars, some personal items of the bandits were also looted.

A ball of animal skin clothes, a delicate wooden box full of intact snake sloughs, some scattered valuables, and so on.

A young man brought up some gold teeth, and Kiel took them directly.

As I said before, they searched by themselves, and the coins they found belonged to themselves. As for other valuables, as long as they could fit them, they belonged to them.

But some particularly valuable items, such as gold coins or gold ornaments, gems, etc., have to be handed in.

Keir didn't send anyone to supervise or search his own people. After all, cleaning up the bandit's lair was a matter of raking grass and hunting rabbits.

The bandits in ordinary gangs actually don't have much wealth, and their own lives are not guaranteed. They belong to the kind of people who spend as much money as they have. Generally, the plundered wealth is exchanged for coins from the merchants who receive illegal goods in various hotels on the commercial road, and distributed to them by the leaders, and then they take the money and go to those wild hotels where all kinds of religions and low-level people are mixed.

Most of them make a fortune, spend the money in less than ten days, and then return to their lair naked, waiting for the next job.

After asking the bandits on the way, they found out that the burned hotels they saw during the day were actually doing everything.

What usually seems normal is to operate accommodation and meals for merchants and merchants; other than that, either do it yourself or contact merchants who collect dirty goods to eat the illegal goods looted by bandits; or find nearby towns to operate red houses gangs, or find women who have no way to make money to run a night business, using this to harvest bandits seeking pleasure during the day and merchants staying at night;

In addition, some powerful people will also organize gambling rooms to squeeze out every bandit who comes to 'spend', and even make the bandits who come with blood-stained coins happy to come. The bandit, who was naked and still in debt, rolled away in a state of despair.

Keir was delighted to hear it at the time, but the young refugees who were listening were blushing and dumbfounded.

He didn't understand, the robbers were scraped off their money like this, wouldn't it be difficult for them not to attack these hotels?

But the bandit's answer made him ponder, and he didn't know what to say.

"Those hotels have heard that they have a cooperative relationship with us or the bosses of other gangs. It's not like we can just go to other trade road hotels to play. Our people in the wild snake are just like the previous small gangs, as long as they are away from each other. Go to the nearest 'Enchanting Snake' hotel, the girls there are the most powerful, as soft as the snake I raise, shasha. (Licking lips) Other people who look like fat people, only go to the nearest to the White Rock City Wall checkpoint I went to the 'Great Barbecue' Hotel, where the meat is the cheapest, but I heard people say that the meat there is not very clean, and the origin of the meat is suspicious!"

Keir rolled his eyes, this kind of gossip is just the most basic business method.

But he really didn't expect that the hotel on the commercial road, which originally served passing merchants in the wild no-man's land, would have such a close connection with the bandit gangs who ran amok on the commercial road.

"There are no good people. A place without law and order management has gone on for a long time, and there is really no good person left." Keel felt that good people would either be buried in the ground, or be smart enough to escape early, and it is not suitable for this kind of barbaric environment. place to live.

The root of everything actually comes from the deliberate lack of management of this place by the Viscount Montoka and the Earl of the Southern Province. Everyone wanted this place, but everyone was afraid that the other party would get it, so they secretly compromised and turned this otherwise prosperous place into a no-man's land surrounded by mountains.

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Noisy sounds came from the cellar next to the bandit leader's cabin, and soon, four girls wrapped in naked clothes were carried out by the young refugees under Kiel.

Only when you get close can you see that the tortured girls are almost losing their human appearance.

Dirty, swollen and bruised all over his body, it was obvious that he had endured a lot of torture after being caught by the bandits.

Their voices were hoarse and they were dying, but they still managed to look at the surrounding environment with strength. The eyeballs are like frightened rabbits, afraid of being taken from one **** to another.

But the corpses of the bandits who stayed behind in their lair on the ground in the middle of the bandit camp, as well as the red-faced young refugees who were carefully behind their backs and babbling, made them realize that things might not be as bad as they imagined.

Keel noticed that the rescued girl's extremities were inflamed and eroded from moisture. Therefore, he immediately opened his mouth to ask the young people who were watching curiously to prepare food, water and clean cloths.

"Hurry up and get ready. Their injuries will have to be dealt with by Priest Batar later, but now we have to clean up and feed their stomachs so that people's mental and physical strength can recover."

As soon as Keir said that, the young people watching around got busy.

The wooden chairs in the bandit’s house were chopped up with an ax and used as firewood to light a fire. Iron pots with matching iron shelves were also supported on the fire, and water was poured in. Several fires were raised together, and some of them boiled hot water After cleaning, some cooked porridge.

Young people from farming families are not as reckless as those who were rescued before. They simply boiled the barley porridge, and shortly thereafter, the aroma of grains wafting from the pot dilutes the smell of blood and rotten domestic garbage that permeated the bandit camp.

"Thank you, thank you."

Several girls were carefully placed on the ground covered with animal skin quilts. They leaned on each other and carefully looked at these unidentified young men.

The oldest one tightly wrapped the messy animal skin covering her body, set her sights on Kiel, who was the leader at first glance, and gave a hoarse and weak thank you with the loudest voice she could.

Keel's ears were filled and strengthened with life energy, so he didn't miss the words of thanks that the other party couldn't hear if he didn't pay attention.

He waved his hand: "It's okay, please rest assured, eat something later, fill your stomach, and then scrub your body. After all, you can't do this. When you go back, our Saturn priest will come to give you some food. You were treated."

Perhaps it was the appearance of the name of the priest of the **** of agriculture, or the expensive equipment that Kiel was wearing, so he didn't look like a bandit. These girls finally let go of their worry and shrinking gestures, and several of them huddled together, cuddling each other and fell asleep.

Kiel lifted his visor and raised his chin: "The voices are all quieter, and the movements are lighter."

The curious young people nodded, and quietly continued to search the supplies and things in the bandit camp.

After a while, Keir asked a few people to follow the blood lick back outside the camp, and took his ax to let everyone outside come in. He had seen it on the way here, and although it was unbelievable, the gang of bandits had indeed chosen a place where horse-drawn carriages could pass to build their camp.

This camp was built in the center of the forest, and should have been surrounded by layers of trees, but there was indeed a route for carriages to enter and exit in the direction facing the gate of the camp.

If you think about it carefully, you will know that although the protection and secrecy of the camp are important, for the bandits who don't actually have much fixed assets, the most important thing is to take the goods that killed the guards in the caravan as their own. one thing.

I didn't look at Fatty's gang, the old nest was built on the hillside, and outside the cave, they had to find a way to build a dirt road for the carriage to go up the mountain.

I don't know how much time and energy those bandits spent building such a winding mountain climbing road.

In comparison, it is not a troublesome thing for Huang Snake and his group to find a camp in the woods where the carriage can drive deep.

"Master Knight, this is something we found in the wooden house where the bandit leader lives. Take a look."

Two young men in leather armor came over, leading a few large wooden boxes and placing them in front of Kiel.

When he opened it, he found that the things inside were quite complicated, but he could tell from a general look that most of the valuable things of the bandit gang were inside.

Interestingly, one of the wooden boxes turned out to be animal scales that were half of the box.

Most of the scales are three centimeters long and have an inverted fan shape, but smaller and larger ones also exist. Obviously, these things are the scales of the wild boa constrictor that he raised himself collected by the bandit leader.

I don't know how these scales are collected.

Keir picked up an ordinary-sized scale, held it between his right index finger and thumb, and observed it.

It was found that the scales were basically opaque and had some thickness. Pinch it a little, and it will be slightly elastic under extrusion. With another push of the finger, the scale shattered into two parts, the upper and lower parts, and no fragments flew out.

"Yes, it's a pretty good material. It's not as strong as iron, but it's much lighter in weight."

Throwing away the broken scales, Kiel nodded and closed the wooden box with satisfaction.

He didn't go to check the valuables, but asked the two subordinates in front of him: "What about the harvest on weapons and equipment? This is more important to everyone. As for money, it can't be spent in the wild without anyone. Traveling to the south In towns and cities in the province, I guess it is not easy to buy supplies if you have money, and even if you can buy them, the price is hard to say."

The two young men glanced at each other and showed Kiel the weapons they were carrying on their backs.

Kiel took a look and found that they were all ordinary stainless steel long swords, which were already the best in the hands of the bandits, which made him quite disappointed, and he had no desire to collect them.

"Why do you carry all the weapons on your back? It seems that you can use them with more arms, right? Distribute them all, distribute the best weapons to those who you think are reliable, and fill everyone's combat power in time. It will grow tonight, and it will grow in the future." Clean up another bandit's lair."

After a pause, Keir saw that the two of them had come to understand, and continued: "When we fought against those bandits before, everyone suffered such a big loss and suffered so many casualties. Why? The number is not as good as the other party? Or is it courage? Martial arts? No, the biggest problem is that the bandits have deadly weapons in their hands, but you don't. Bare hands are very difficult to defeat enemies with sharp blades. After returning, not only long weapons should be distributed as widely as possible to everyone Those who can fight, dare to fight, and I require hundreds of people in the team, everyone can have at least one self-defense dagger, dagger, dagger!"

Kiel bumped the chests of the two of them lightly with his fist: "The road ahead will not be peaceful, and the battles will be wave after wave. Be armed, this is my minimum requirement for all of you."

"Yes, my lord!"

"Yes, my lord!"

"Shh, be quiet." Keel raised a finger and made a silent movement.

The two immediately closed their mouths. Keel waved his palms and let them go.

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The unprocessed caravan goods in this bandit camp are not as many as in the cave of the Fatty Gang, perhaps because it is not far from the commercial road, and the entry and exit are not difficult, so the easy-to-handle goods are all cleaned up early.

Therefore, in the wooden houses dedicated to storing looted goods in this wave of bandit camps, what is left is some goods that are neither valuable nor easy to sell.

Keel went over to check and found that the things inside, except for a box of bottles and cans of unknown use, were all ordinary goods that were useless and not easy to sell.

He carefully inspected these things of different sizes, and the bottles and jars were tied with ropes to write small pieces of wood. Cooked poison frog meat paste, bat claw powder, ice snowflake honey, strangulation vine juice and so on.

It's all weird names and objects.

He cautiously opened a ice-snowflake honey that didn't look dangerous. After smelling it for a while, before he could smell the honey flavor he expected, he felt as if his nose had been punched hard, numb and cold. No feeling.

He quickly closed the bottle and carefully placed it in the crowded wooden box.

But he touched his nose and found that his nose was stiff and cold, and he collected the life energy in a small scale, and then slowly changed from numbness to pain, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com quickly improved, and there was no more problem.

"What the hell! What the hell?"

He waved people to carefully carry these things away, and made a special statement not to bump the box.

Walking out of the wooden house, Keel saw the young subordinates running to the tree house in the bandit camp, who were using ropes to lift and carry useful things in the tree house.

But from another tree house, a young man ran out in a panic, waving his palms and screaming, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Help, help! There are bees in the house! Lots of bees!"

The guy yelled, and Keel immediately yelled, "Jump down the rope and run to me!"

At the same time, he quickly ran over to meet him.

As soon as the young man heard the order, he jumped directly from the wooden ladder connecting the tree house, grabbed a rope that was hanging down, and slid down with painful palms, while Keel took the Yueshui from his right hand. For the head, hold it horizontally for the first time, and swing it sideways.

But instead of hitting the poor young man's body, he swung it over his head.

There was a crackling sound, and dozens of frightened bees the size of knuckles were killed.

Then Kiel carefully waved the weapon around the young man, making sure not to hit anyone, but also to hit the flying bees, and slapped the bees to death one by one.

"How is it? Are you injured?"

Faced with Kiel's question, the young man with a swollen face tried to answer: "Maoyoudu, Jiajia? Woo, tower head, is the tower head swollen?"

The young man's tongue and mouth were swollen.

Of course, it wasn't just the swelling here, his head and face were enlarged.