Three hours later, a lot of weapons and equipment had been piled up in the front yard of the southern manor.

Angus rubbed his head with his bloody hands and walked towards Art, who was checking weapons and equipment in the front yard.

Art handed Angus a bowl of hot water and asked: "How is it? Where is Charis's vault? Otto and the others have searched the manor inside and outside, and only found less than 6,000 pfennigs."

The servants of the manor said that this guy Charis is extremely greedy. He has drained the farmers of their blood over the years, and his wealth must be more than this amount."

Angus wiped his blood-stained hands on the clothes around his waist, took a sip from the wooden bowl handed over by Art, and replied: "That guy Charis wants wealth rather than life, he's very difficult to deal with.

He was beaten until he was barely alive, and he didn't even say a word about the treasury. He thought we didn't dare to kill him just because he was a noble."

Art is also troubled by this kind of guy who regards wealth as his life. Because Charis loves money, no one else knows the location of the manor's treasury. The manor housekeeper may know a little bit, but now he has become a corpse lying on the ground.

A cold corpse on the ground.

"Continue to torture him. He thinks we dare not beat him to death, so he will beat him to death. Now we are at war with Swabia. Who cares about a group of unknown people killing an annoying little noble?" Art

This is the only way he can think of, because Charis has been alone without a wife and children for many years. Such a person has no one but himself who can make him have the slightest concern.

Just as Angus was about to turn back and continue the torture, Reid, who was responsible for guarding Charis, ran out and said, "Sir, that guy is dead!"

"Didn't you still have breath just now? Did you die like this?" Angus came over and asked.

"When you came out, he only had one breath left. I saw him motionless just now, so I went up to check his breathing. He was out of breath~" Reid shrugged.

"MD, this bastard!" Angus cursed.

Art followed the two of them into the room where Charis was being tortured. He saw that Charis, who was tied to a pillar, had been completely mutilated by Angus and Red in turns, and his face was covered with blade flowers.

The open mouth, eyes, nose and mouth were covered with black and red blood, and the feces and urine on the ground under his body were mixed with thick blood.

Art waved away the stench that came to his nostrils and ordered Red: "Red, put this bastard down and carry it aside. When we leave, someone will collect his body for him." Then he and Angus joined him.

Left the house.

Odo has led Bas and Ron and the soldiers to gather all the weapons, armor and valuables that can be taken away from the warehouse into the front yard. The soldiers are collecting swords, axes, armor, bows, crossbows, arrows, etc.

Weapons, equipment, silk, spices, salt, silverware and other valuables were loaded onto the four horses and three mules that were pulled out of the manor's stables.

Odo saw Art coming, went up to him and asked: "Sir, all the weapons, armor, silver tableware, valuable cloth and clothing and other things that can be easily transported in the manor have been loaded on the animals. The two blacksmiths and a

The carpenters have also been arrested together with their families, and they can leave immediately."

Art took a look at the yard. Most of the mules, horses and animals were carrying large bundles of weapons and armor. The remaining items on the ground that were not loaded would be carried away by the soldiers. As for other slightly bulky items, they were inconvenient.

None of them were confiscated.

"Odo, that bastard Charis would rather die than reveal the location of the vault. He has been beaten to death, and now we can't get his money."

Otto was a little disappointed after hearing this, "How can this bastard keep his money and take it to hell to enjoy? He deserves to be beaten to death."

"Odo, we haven't gotten the money now, so I'm not willing to leave like this." Art said, touching his chin.

"Sergeant Major, if you can speak Swabian, go free all the serfs and slaves in the manor and tell them that as long as they come with us and work for us, they can resume their civilian status. We will ensure that they can live a life of food and clothing.

.Let them carry the supplies back to Tarburg for us."

"Then you take a few soldiers to the outside of the manor and castle, find a group of farmers to help us transport supplies, and tell them that as long as they transport supplies for us, they can take whatever they want in the manor after we leave. These farmers

They were bullied so badly by Charis on weekdays, so tell them that Charis is dead and it’s time for them to get back what belongs to them. Well, if anyone resists violently, kill one or two on the spot."

Angus took the order and got busy.

Art turned to Otto again and said: "Odo, ask everyone to search the manor again and bring me all the plows and tools that are missing in the valley, as well as all the cattle inside and outside the manor.

All the horses and donkeys were taken away. With slave farmers, oxen and horses helping us transport things, we took away everything we could! If I don’t get the money, I will vacate this manor.”

"Okay!!! I'll go right away!" Otto excitedly called over the soldiers who were ready to go and entered the manor again to search.

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It was busy for a while again. When the sun set in the west, several piles of supplies were piled up in the front yard of the southern manor. In addition to the weapons, armor and valuable supplies carried by horses and mules, there were also eight plows placed on the ground.

, more than 20 sets of farm tools and iron tools, ordinary cloth, bedding and clothing, bags of rye bread or wheat flour, and daily utensils that are difficult to make and other odds and ends.

Thirteen skinny and half-dressed manor serfs (slaves) and ten farmers in rags outside the castle were standing on the other side of the front yard accepting Angus's arrangements.

Angus spoke Swabian, which he was not proficient in, with a Burgundian accent: "My master said, as long as you come with us and do things for us honestly, not only will we not worry about your lives,

We will also give you plenty of food, and in the future we will restore your freedom and give you land for farming..."

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Art glanced at the belongings and supplies that everyone was carrying on their shoulders, and then looked back at the good things in the manor that could not be moved away. He felt a little reluctant to give up, but now that the road was blocked by heavy snow, the carriage could not move forward, and he had no intention of grabbing it before.

With so many things to walk, I didn’t even think about taking horses or livestock with me.

However, Art was quite satisfied with being able to obtain so much wealth before leaving the war zone and returning home...

An hour later, a dozen soldiers armed with sharp blades escorted a dozen slave farmers carrying supplies, and led a dozen mules, horses and cattle carrying weapons, armor, and farm tools and equipment, and disappeared into the vast hills behind the manor.

middle……

In the farmers' shacks outside the wall of the southern manor, some families were happy and some were sad. The women and children whose men were kidnapped by bandits to work as laborers burst into tears, while the farmers and women who were safe at home quietly came closer to the house.

In a manor where people would be beaten and scolded even if they took a second look, after several trials, a brave guy finally slipped in and ran out happily after a while carrying a large bag of grain, followed by the second and third...

…

Soon the panic of being bandits turned into the joy of a good harvest.

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"Ron, are you sure you want to take this woman back? Are you obsessed with that woman? You really didn't do anything in the bedroom?"

On the way back to Tarburg, Bass kept asking Ron about the Persian woman. It was not surprising that as a man in his twenties who was still alone, how could he not have many questions when facing such a enchanting and beautiful woman?

Some thoughts.

Ron replied impatiently: "Brother Bass, I really didn't lie to you. I thought she was a white ghost at the time, and I was really scared. Later, the master said she was some kind of Persian who was kidnapped from the east of the Holy Land.

A slave, but she actually speaks some Provençal.”

"Originally, I planned to let her go, but she volunteered to follow us. She said she had medical skills and could help us treat our injuries. That's why I agreed to take her away."

"Let me tell you, my master has told me that if this woman really knows how to heal, she will be a rare treasure for us. You can't have any ideas about her."

Ron ordered to several officers and soldiers gathered around him.

Bass smiled sheepishly and said, "Who gave her the idea? I'm just curious to see what the pagans look like. Since the Lord has ordered us to treat her well, we won't do anything wrong."

Glancing at the Persian woman among the slaves...

A group of dozens of people carried the goods snatched from the manor and walked through the hills and dense forests for a long time. It was not until late at night that everyone returned to Tal Fort with torches. Kazak, who stayed behind in Tal Fort, led people out of the castle.

The door welcomes a group of people returning home.

"Kazak, tell the kitchen to make some hot porridge and soup for everyone. We've been gone most of the night and everyone is cold and hungry." Art ordered Kazak who came to greet him.

"Odo, let them send weapons and equipment to the arsenal, and store other things in the warehouse."

"Angus, let those farmers have some soup and porridge for a while, and then ask them if any of them are willing to stay. Those who are willing to stay will be fed and housed. The land will be divided in the future. If they are not willing to stay, tell them to eat.

You can leave after eating."

Over the next ten days, the snow continued to fall intermittently, but there was no movement in the direction of Swabia.

The southern manor was brutally plundered, and the murder of the owner of the manor, Sir Charles, seemed to be frozen by the cold weather. The Hohens family, as the lord of Charisse, did not raise eyebrows because of the murder of their vassal.

What a waste, they just sent a knight and a few soldiers to temporarily take over the manor. Maybe it won't be long before the distant relatives of Charis begin to quarrel over this rich manor.

The defenders of Talburg who had done their last job have also completely entered hibernation. Now Talburg is no longer very important to them. When the heavy snow melts, the troops who came to change defenses should arrive at Talburg.
Chapter completed!