With a strong spirit, Raymond held his mother and pulled his younger brother on the road again. In the direction pointed by the golden armored giant, the family of three walked for more than an hour.

It was noon, and there was a noise in front of him. Raymond carefully hid behind the big tree and looked at it, then was frightened and shrank his neck.

A war is taking place in the forest! A group of hundreds of human soldiers are fighting a tribe of beastmen.

This is actually nothing strange. In this dark world, war is always indispensable.

What really surprised Raymond was that the human army was actually suppressing the beastmen to fight. These human army had no fear at all when facing the beastmen. On the contrary, they were even more ruthless and irritable than the beastmen. Elite soldiers wearing breastplate, holding spears and halberds advanced collectively, groups of crossbowmen kept firing arrows, hundreds of swordsmen bravely fought head-on with the beastmen under the command of the sergeants, and even many knights and knight entourages participated.

"For the Lady! For the Earl of Ryan! For the Countess Sulia!"

The Beast tribe was beaten to flee, the horned beasts and the inferior horned beasts retreated one after another, and the human swordsmen advanced step by step. They slaughtered the Beasts under the protection of the spearmen and the halberd soldiers. Soon the Beasts lost more than 30%. With the addition of several knights and more than a dozen knight entourages, the morale of the Beasts had fallen to the bottom.

"Bertrand! Solve the Beast King!" The leader of the team leader shouted.

"Yes!" A sergeant wearing a chain mail and a hoodie loudly replied. He was wearing a green triangle cap, and the feather on the cap was a very beautiful white feather. When he heard the knight's order, the sergeant immediately reacted. He took out two arrows from the quiver behind him and pulled them away vigorously.

A large bow was pulled into a full moon.

He wants to shoot here? He is at least 150 steps away from the beast king! Raymond opened his mouth wide, and the effective range of a normal serf archer is actually about thirty to eighty steps.

"Swish!" The arrow pierced the forest. The beast king, who was commanding the orc tribe to resist, raised his head. Its left eye was directly penetrated by the arrow. The crazy pain made it scream and retreat.

"Swish!" An arrow penetrated its right eye immediately. The beast king who had just been selected finally wailed and fell to the ground with a loud bang.

"nice!" The morale of the beastmen collapsed. Several knights rolled over their horses. They rode their horses to charge. More than a dozen knight entourages followed them. The knight's charge beat the beastmen to pieces and then was divided and annihilated.

"What a strong army..." Raymond swallowed his saliva, and he felt a little lucky. If the army of the Holy Grail Knight Earl Ryan was so powerful, at least the security of the territory could be guaranteed, and the serfs would not have to be afraid of public security and bandit issues.

Out of caution and caution, the Raymond family waited for a while, and after the army cleared the battlefield and left, the family continued to act.

The road is much easier to walk now, and it can accommodate four horses in parallel. The strong and solid earth-stacked road was paved from the forest. Raymond vowed that this road was the best road he has ever walked.

The bread was already eaten, but fortunately this kind of road was not difficult to walk. Even the old mother could barely move, and Thomas behind her pulled Raymond's clothes, and they were exhausted.

There were guards and posters on the road. According to the instructions of the golden giant before, Raymond only said that he had fled, nor did he come from where he came from or which principality he came from.

The serfs remained on guard.

Sure enough, the guards did not make things difficult for them. After careful review and interrogation, they confirmed that they were all humans and fleeing serfs, so they were allowed to enter the post.

There were dozens of people standing outside the post. Obviously, most of them were fleeing serfs, some of them were merchants, and they were complaining that there were still a few people who did not look like merchants, but they did not look like serfs. They did exactly as the guards required them when they passed the customs.

"Your name is Raymond? They are all your family?" A sergeant with a crossbow behind his back, a long sword hanging around his waist, a chain mail and a burqa,

It looks amazing! Raymond was deeply envious of it.

Being promoted to a sergeant and becoming a free citizen is the lifelong dream of serfs.

"Yes, yes, I am Raymond, this is my younger brother, this is my mother. We are from the north and can't survive anymore. We are here to escape. Please take care of us poor people! Please!" Raymond quickly bent down, and he smiled at the sergeant gentleman in a pleasing manner.

"Is it from the north again? Why are there so many escaped slaves from the north recently?" The soldier was a little surprised. He looked at the family's down and out and said with a smile: "I encountered a lot of difficulties on the road, right? Look at you like this, it's really not easy to escape here!"

"Yes! Yes! Blessings, ladies! Blessings, ladies!" Raymond said quickly.

"Okay, it's okay to escape here. We are from the Xialong Forest Patrol Camp. Don't worry, this place is safe and you outsiders are welcome. As long as you do things well and be diligent, you don't have to worry about not having enough food." The sergeant continued: "But if you dare to break the law, the only ending is to be hanged!"

After saying that, the sergeant waved his hand: "Take them down to check and clean up!"

"Yes!" Several infantry soldiers from the infantry regiments took Raymond and others down. They grabbed the family roughly, cut their messy hair with knife and scissors, then took them to take a shower, and changed into ordinary burlap clothes.

Raymond and others were afraid of being killed, so they could only do whatever they wanted.

There are so many people, and at least dozens of people are waiting!

The serfs noticed that some merchants were escorting goods through the post, so they were not inspected like this, but they had to pay taxes.

The sergeant gave the infantry a check and confirmed that there were no strange spots or extra limbs on the Raymond family, and they were generally healthy.

Each person received a bowl of porridge, and then lined up to eat and walk.

"What are we doing?" Raymond asked the man in front of him who didn't look like a serf.

"Waiting for the car, ah, Tarr's teeth! Why are there so many people now? You have to wait for a long time when you wait for the car." The person in front complained: "I am not a runaway slave, but I have to wait for the runaway slave!"

Seeing this, Raymond dared not say more.

After waiting for about an hour, they finally lined up. There were more than a dozen cars with two horses, four-wheeled tentless cars, each with eight people. Raymond and others also followed them.

"Okay, you can pass, follow the road. After about three hours, you will leave the forest and see the village. When you get there, ask how to get to the servitude station. Of course, someone will give you a guide, and there are signs on the side of the road." The sergeant nodded and signaled that the Raymond and his family could leave.

It took several more hours, and in the afternoon, the family finally walked out of the forest, the carriage unloaded the people, and then returned immediately.

The scenery outside the forest made the whole family stunned. The lush fields were densely covered with farmlands, and the clear canals guided the river water from the Xinon River. The tall waterwheels kept rotating along the stream. In the farmland, the serfs rolled their legs and harvested pieces of winter wheat. The wide avenue was paved with stone slabs. People came and went on the road. A huge windmill was turning. Looking around, there was no lazy man in the countryside, which was completely different from the north.

The clear bell rings in the interior of the village. The outside of the village uses wood and stone to build a strong high wall. The wall is about three meters high, which is a height that makes Raymond feel at ease.

At least it seems much more reassuring than one meter taller than the fences and fences in my original village.

The guards were so energetic. They stood upright, with helmets, holding spears, hanging breastplate, and monitoring the distance. On the road, a handsome knight, dressed in gorgeous clothes, rode a tall horse, and walked proudly on the avenue. Behind his war horse were two hares and a few pheasants, and marched forward by the several knight entourages. Everyone rode horses and hung prey, talking loudly about how much they had gained in this hunt, and praising the fairies in the lake.

Where the Knight Master passed by, the serfs stopped and bent down to greet him. It can be seen that these serfs sincerely admired and respected the Knight Master. The Knight Master felt good about himself. He took a pheasant from the back of the horse and threw it on the ground: "I have mercy on you! Whoever gets it will be!"

"Geeh~" The pheasant was untied and fell to the ground, running around. Many serfs gave up their work when they saw this and rushed up to compete for the pheasant. After a strong serf grabbed it, the other serfs gave up the scramble, laughed and scolded the man for his good luck, returned to their positions, and continued to do farm work.

In their village, the serfs had to snatch their heads and blood. Raymond thought that the knights in the south seemed to be more approachable. If there were greetings from serfs, they would nod to respond. The serfs were very hardworking in their work, and they did not want to work like their own villages. Anyway, the lords were the ones who were collected in the end.

Several carriages advanced on the avenue, filled with grain, and some carriages were also used to carry passengers. The coachmen were waiting to solicit passengers at the gate of the town. This kind of carriage was much more luxurious. Not only did it have a carriage, but it was also painted beautifully and colorfully.

This should be for rich people? It seems that the business is pretty good?

Near the village, groups of children were playing under the leadership of a priest of the merciful goddess. The priest of the merciful goddess looked in his forties. Twenty or thirty children pulled her sleeves and skirts, circled around her, playing games, and laughter was heard in the fields. The female priest took the opportunity to teach the children to believe in Ms. Salia, and at the same time broke two breads for the children to eat.

There are so many children! Can people here afford so many children? Raymond thought in surprise.

It was already afternoon, and it was getting closer to night. A gust of cold wind blew across the field. Raymond shivered. The whole family was tired and hungry. They took tired steps and gradually approached the village.

Raymond tried to say to a serf who was harvesting wheat on the roadside, "Hello, sir, how can I get to the servitude office?"

The serf's skin was often sun-drenched with wheat. He wore a straw hat and his animal skin clothes looked quite thick. At least Raymond felt very warm. The serf's figure also looked quite strong and his face looked rosy and healthy. When he saw someone asking for directions to him, he put down his sickle: "Listen to your accent, from the north?"

"Well, we came from the north. Our family was hit by a disaster and could not pay taxes, so we escaped. I heard that life in the south would be better, so I wanted to find some work." Raymond squeezed out a smile, and he hid something.

"Oh, that's it, welcome to Red Fish Village. Have you been suffering from disasters in the north recently? Why are all northerners coming recently?" The serf didn't care about this. He first looked at Thomas, who was hiding behind Raymond and holding the corner of his clothes. Then he looked at the old mother who was exhausted and unsteady at the station. Then he said, "My name is Bono. It's really a coincidence. It's getting dark. You are rushing to Gene Town now, and the city gates are closed. You don't have time to enter the city. If you don't dislike it, you can rest in my woodshed at night. You can go to the city early the next morning, and there are signs on the road."

"That's so thankful!" Raymond thanked quickly.

Is the south so much richer than the north? Raymond noticed that the barn was filled with winter wheat, and the nearby houses were full of solid stone houses. Everyone looked very beautiful and filled with the joy of a good harvest. Every household raised chickens and ducks, and many oxen could be seen in the farmland. Some households also had goats, and smoked fish was hung outside the house. Dinner time was coming, and smoke from cooking was rising from the chimneys of every household.

Quiet and peaceful village scenery.

The wood-room was cleaned up, with piles of firewood, straw-paved beds and blankets.

"Brother, brother, I'm so hungry!" Thomas whispered inappropriately.

Raymond looked at his bag in embarrassment, and only half of the black bread was left in it.

It seems that food is going to be out of stock.

"You have been a long way from the north, right? Thank you, come and have something to eat!" Bono came in with five black bread and a pot of soup: "Thank you, thank the Countess, thank the Countess, thank the lady, it is your luck to escape here."

"Oh! No! We can't eat it!" Raymond was startled and shook his hand. Five black breads and a pot of soup made with vegetables and flour. These foods have been enough for their family to eat for four or five days!

"Hey? Why don't you eat?" Bono obviously didn't understand the situation. He strangely placed the bread basket, a pot of soup, and a few wooden bowls and spoons in front of the Raymond family: "After running away so far, you probably have nothing to eat, right? It's okay, this is what I gave you, eat, I'll go to the city tomorrow, and we'll go together at that time."

"No, everyone pays taxes to the lord. How can we eat your food rations for several days? No, we will just deal with them." The old mother shook her head quickly. She was kind by nature and knew how difficult it was for the serfs to keep some food rations.

Escape is their own fault, how can they implicate others again?

"Ha?" Who knew that Bono was even more strange. The serf first looked at Raymond and his old mother, then looked at Thomas who was already swallowing his saliva, and complained: "Wake up, when is it now?"

"Your Excellency Ryan has been here for five years! Who will lose a few black bread now?"

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"There is a lot of black bread at home, and it will be moldy when it is stored. Really, I plan to follow you to the city tomorrow and sell some vegetables. The children at home have been clamoring to eat meat. I guess the Holy Grail Day is approaching, so it's time to buy some meat to eat."

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Chapter completed!