A Realistic Mount & Blade Game

“Use item!” Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shen Mu communicated with the system again through his thoughts.

Immediately, a dialog box appeared again in front of him.

[Ding! You have used the “White Tower Trade Permit (Special Commercial Rules)”.]

[Your name and experiences have spread to many Mount \u0026 Blade worlds, including the ‘Mount \u0026 Blade Lord of the Rings World’. As a Maia among the Elves, the chairman of the White Council, the master of the White Tower, and the White Wizard Saruman, who is respected by all countries, forces, and races in Middle-earth, he has also heard of your name and experiences.]

[Furthermore, he also knows that you have summoned a Holy Light Torch Tower from the White Council, an important building used to resist evil demon lords, detect evil, and help vulnerable races resist erosion.]

[Therefore, Saruman is willing to maintain friendly communication with you and is willing to open up trade rights in the White Tower area to you. As long as it is your caravan, it can go to the White Tower area for normal commercial trade.]

[Hint: Saruman is very fond of the 'Abyssal Demons' you encountered and is willing to use high denars to buy the corpses of these Abyssal Demons. If they are live Abyssal Demon slaves, he is willing to pay even more rewards to reward your hard work and efforts.]

[Hint: Because you have not yet formed a formal caravan, you cannot trade.]

[Hint: Because you have +8 points of legendary reputation with the Kingdom of Swadia, a caravan leader from the Kingdom of Swadia heard about your lack of a caravan while chatting idly in a tavern. Therefore, he is willing to recommend himself to become your caravan leader and is willing to help you build a caravan that you need. You only need to pay 5000 denars.]

[Hint: A wanderer who is proficient in commerce and was once a commercial elite also heard about your lack of a caravan. Now that he is desperate, he is willing to follow the caravan leader and come to join you. (This person is a commercial-type general)]

Then, a series of dialog boxes reappeared on Shen Mu's retina.

Especially the last two hints, which Shen Mu did not expect.

“Lack of a caravan, but a caravan leader from the Kingdom of Swadia can help build a caravan that I need!?”

Shen Mu looked at the content in the dialog box and then looked at the last one: “There's also a… commercial-type general?”

This made Shen Mu a little curious.

However, the 5000 denars felt like a direct hit to his weakness.

You must know that Shen Mu now seems to have only 5000 denars.

“Forget it, out with the old, in with the new.” Shen Mu pursed his lips, sighed, and made a choice: “Choose to pay the denars.”

‘Clang clang!’

When Shen Mu agreed, he immediately heard the crisp sound of metal coins colliding and falling to the ground.

For others, it might have a beautiful artistic conception of pearls falling onto a jade plate.

But for Shen Mu.

This meant a large amount of denars disappearing, turning him from the generous moment of initially accumulating over 20,000 denars to the current embarrassing moment of not even having 100 denars.

“But it’s okay, at least it kills two birds with one stone.” Shen Mu curled his lips and sighed, considering it a way to comfort himself.

After all, the caravan leader can help him build a better caravan.

At the same time, he can also get an extra commercial-type general as a bonus.

The most important thing is this general.

“Could it be Marnid?” Shen Mu stroked his chin at this time, and a very classic commercial-type general from the Mount \u0026 Blade Warband world appeared in his mind.

According to the analysis, the pure commercial-type general seems to be only Marnid.

Just as Shen Mu was thinking, the dialog box popped up again in front of him.

[Ding! A newly formed large caravan is heading towards your town “Dhëreim”.]

[It is fully loaded with supplies and gifts given to you by the caravan leader with gratitude.]

[And there is also 1 commercial-type general following.]

“Coming?” Shen Mu seemed to have a special sixth sense, and subconsciously looked towards the north.

At the end of the north, a faint shadow appeared.

As Shen Mu narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance.

He realized that it was a commercial carriage pulled by 30 pack horses.

Around them were 100 familiar hired sentinels, holding hunting crossbows, carrying shields and spears, following around the 30 commercial carriages.

When encountering relatively muddy and uneven ground, these hired sentinels would also help push the carriages, or use ropes to help drag them, so that the speed of the carriages would not slow down.

However, around these carriages and hired sentinels, 40 caravan guards riding travel horses and wearing protective leather armor were on guard around them.

Plus the caravan leader at the very front, riding a warhorse and wearing a cotton robe and leather armor.

It was indeed a large caravan.

“Hmm.” Shen Mu raised his eyebrows slightly. He recognized that this was the content from the merchant MOD that he added when merging the Mount \u0026 Blade DLC and MOD.

It was considered a supplement to the original content, where only the protagonist ran around doing business alone.

This large caravan consists of 30 high-capacity commercial carriages.

If they encounter danger, they can immediately form a car fort by surrounding themselves, allowing the cavalry to enter the middle and the hired crossbowmen to stand on the carriages and shoot with hunting crossbows.

In this case, unless they encounter regular troops, or the common rebel army in war-torn areas.

Otherwise, ordinary bandits and ordinary robbers simply cannot take down this caravan.

After all, no matter what, there are 100 hired sentinels holding hunting crossbows, and 40 light cavalry-type caravan guards.

They can also form a car fort and form a defensive position, forcing the enemy into a siege warfare mode.

They can wait for work at leisure and occupy the geographical advantage of the defending side.

Of course, it is relatively simple and easy to defend.

“The one following behind is Marnid, right?” Shen Mu poked his head out to look at this time.

At this time, at the very back of the caravan's arrival, a lonely middle-aged man riding a pack horse, wearing a white linen robe, holding a spear, and carrying a hunting crossbow on his back.

At this time, his hair seemed to have not been taken care of for a long time, and he looked a little embarrassed.

Moreover, even from a long distance, he seemed to be able to see a pair of melancholy eyes.

“Okay, it is indeed Marnid.” Shen Mu finally came to a conclusion.

In the Mount \u0026 Blade Warband world, Marnid himself is a bankrupt merchant.

It's just that unlike the robber Shen Mu encountered before, Marnid did not engage in these criminal activities even after going bankrupt.

Instead, he worked hard to promote his business acumen in various taverns and worked odd jobs for a living.

This is also why, in the Mount \u0026 Blade Warband world, Marnid is classified as a kind-hearted NPC general.

“It seems that I need to go down and greet them in person at this time.”

Shen Mu did not continue to stay on the scaffolding at the top of the castle. He turned around and, with the support of the two Swadian soldiers, left the castle.

When he passed through the castle gate and came to the east gate of the town area.

The caravan leader and Marnid were already waiting there at this time.

As for their surroundings, there were Swadian light infantry and villagers holding desert antelopes in their arms, looking at them happily and curiously.

As for the city gate, there were Swadian soldiers who were not engaged in these physical labors and were still stationed there.

And Fatis, who took the lead in welcoming them.

“Lord Shen Mu.”

Seeing Shen Mu coming, Fatis, who was chatting with Marnid, immediately turned around and respectfully saluted Shen Mu.

Then, with a smile, he reached out and pulled Marnid over, introducing:

“Lord Shen Mu, this is a noble merchant I met when I traveled in Calradia. His name is Marnid. He knows how to do business very well and has his own bottom line. He is a very good person.”

“Greetings, Lord Shen Mu.”

Then Marnid respectfully stroked his chest and bowed to Shen Mu:

“I heard that you lack commercial talents, so I came here, hoping to use my commercial knowledge to help you.”

“He really knows how to do business.” Fatis nodded affirmatively on the side.

“Oh, Marnid?” Even Bandak, who had finished dealing with matters on the west side, walked over at this time and was surprised to see Marnid who was bowing and saluting.

Walking over quickly, also as an NPC descending from the good camp, Bandak was also deeply impressed by this noble merchant.

“Mr. Bandak, I didn't expect to see you here again.” Marnid was also very happy to see Bandak.

“Well, hello, Marnid.” Shen Mu nodded and accepted Marnid's salute.

Looking at Manid in front of him, who indeed had a hint of worry between his brows, a business-type talent and general, he slightly curled his lips: "I think, from now on, my castle and towns will have their stewards and mayors, and I think you can also serve as the treasurer."

"Ah?" Manid was slightly stunned.

"Hurry up and thank Lord Shen Mu?" Fattis next to him pushed his arm.

"Thank you for your recognition, Lord Shen Mu!" At this time, Manid immediately bowed again, put his hand on his chest, bowed deeply, his voice full of gratitude.

As a bankrupt businessman, especially a bankrupt businessman who used to come from a business family.

Bankruptcy due to business failure almost destroyed Manid's self-confidence.

In the eyes of others, Manid is just a guy who used to be rich, but is now bankrupt, and is not worth mentioning at all.

At most, they know that Manid's character is good.

After all, not everyone knows that this Manid is actually a talented businessman of a certain rule level in the Mount \u0026 Blade Warband world.

Including Manid himself.

Now, knowing that he has been so relied on by the legendary figure, Lord Shen Mu, who is praised throughout the Calradia continent, how could Manid not be happy?

"Take Manid to my noble mansion, change his clothes, and let him have a good rest."

Shen Mu said to Bandak next to him at this time: "Next, there is more important work waiting for him."

"Understood." Bandak took Manid away, who thanked Shen Mu several times again.

Shen Mu really had good expectations for this arriving Manid.

In the game, Manid is not a combat-type hero.

He is just a pendant responsible for business.

Usually riding a horse, holding a hunting crossbow or a short bow, wearing chain armor, just rubbing experience on the battlefield, he will not be responsible for commanding cavalry to charge like Fattis.

Nor will he lead crossbowmen to snipe enemies like Bandak.

Just doing odd jobs.

Then, when the character controlled by the player buys or sells something, he uses Manid's eloquence and trading skills to lower the purchase price and sell the goods at a high price.

Just earn a middle price difference in this way.

However, after coming to this world, what Shen Mu values ​​is Manid's advantage as a non-combat type general.

Bandak and Fattis need to go to the battlefield to kill enemies, but Manid does not need to.

It just so happens that he can be given some trivial matters in the castle and town now.

Equivalent to ready-made castle stewards and town mayors, as well as treasurers who understand business and tax models.

A double win.

"Well, let's arrange it like this." Shen Mu nodded in satisfaction in his heart.

In a short period of time, Manid's work has been decided.

Then he raised his head, looking at the caravan leader who was still standing next to him, with an embarrassed look on his face, not daring to interrupt casually, but found that Shen Mu was looking over, and his face was even more respectful.

"Hello, Lord Shen Mu, I wonder if you still remember the matter of entrusting someone to bring me 5,000 denars to form a caravan for you?"

This caravan leader took a half step forward and bowed very respectfully.

And explained the reason for his arrival clearly:

"Now, I have successfully formed this caravan, consisting of 30 large commercial carriages, 100 hired sentries, and 50 caravan guards, jointly forming it."

"Greetings, Lord Shen Mu." Just as the caravan leader was explaining the situation, behind him, the hired sentries and caravan guards all walked over, consciously lined up and respectfully greeted Shen Mu.

"Yes." Shen Mu raised his hand, indicating that he accepted their salute, and nodded in praise: "A very good caravan."

From the top of the castle, Shen Mu had already seen the professionalism of this caravan.

Understood that this caravan is not a simple short-distance caravan.

But a genuine, long-distance caravan!

However, just as Shen Mu was communicating with this caravan leader, the dialog box popped up again.

[Ding! You already have a large caravan of your own, you can conduct trade activities with the White Tower area of ​​the Mount \u0026 Blade Lord of the Rings world.]

[Ding! Saruman is extremely happy to know this news, and has prepared a special gift as a gift for the first meeting, entrusting the departing caravan to send it to you upon return.]

[Ding! The White Tower Trade Permit has been issued.]

Just as Shen Mu was looking at the content in the dialog box, a special rule fluctuation emerged.

'Buzz!'

Shen Mu subconsciously stretched out his hand, as if he had grabbed something in the void.

Wait until he withdraws his arm.

But found that there was already a small, exquisitely made, and warm-feeling parchment scroll in his hand.

The surface of the white parchment is written with several large characters in gold lettering——

White Tower Trade Permit!

"Hmm." Shen Mu raised his eyebrows, and the content about this prop appeared again in front of him.

[Prop Name: White Tower Trade Permit]

[Prop Introduction: This is a trade permit from the White Tower area of ​​the 'Mount \u0026 Blade Lord of the Rings World'. As long as you have this certificate, you can move freely in Middle-earth. Because the final signature on it is the name of the famous Maia, the Speaker of the White Council, the highly respected White Wizard Saruman.]

[Prop Function: Go to the White Tower controlled area of ​​the 'Mount \u0026 Blade Lord of the Rings World' to conduct commercial activities.]

[Hint: What Saruman needs are the corpses or living creatures of the Abyss Demons, which are the main commodities he hopes to trade.]

"Not bad." Shen Mu nodded in satisfaction.

It seems that this prop is the key to going to the White Tower for trade.

"Lord Shen Mu, we also have gifts for you on our carriages."

At this time, the caravan leader Torres introduced himself again, and said very respectfully: "Although they are just some bread, some apples and cabbage, and a small amount of honey, cream, dates and salt, after all, this represents our intentions."

Speaking, the caravan leader Torres smiled embarrassedly: "And... we don't have much denars either, so we can't send you too many gifts."

"These are already very good." Shen Mu glanced at the carriages that came in together.

Under the tarpaulin, there were a lot of bread, baskets of apples and cabbage, as well as some pumpkins and carrots, as well as onions and a lot of chickpeas and peas, etc.

Basically, they are all vegetables.

They take up space, are large in quantity, and look full, but they consume a lot when eaten.

As for those honey, cream, dates and salt, and a few spices and seasonings, there are some in the last carriage, and the quantity is pitifully small.

However, Shen Mu didn't care too much about this, after all, people just had good intentions.

Besides, the reason has already been said.

After forming this large caravan, there is indeed no denars left to buy some valuable gifts from the Swadia Kingdom for Shen Mu.

It is indeed better to buy some vegetables and bread, plus a small amount of seasonings, which can still satisfy the appetite.

Just as Shen Mu said it was good, at least he felt it was really good.

"Torres, next, unload all these foods in the warehouse, and then someone will tell you what kind of goods need to be sold this time."

Shen Mu made arrangements.

"Understood." Caravan leader Torres appeared extremely humble: "No matter what goods you sell, as you appointed me to be the leader of this caravan, then I will definitely be serious and responsible."

Just after saying this, Shen Mu took him to the southwest corner of the town.

That area that has no planning and is still a large open space.

This Torres, who has always been a serious and regular businessman, was a little stunned on the spot, his lips trembling as if he wanted to say something, but at this time he couldn't say anything.

Even that face, which was already in his forties and full of various hardships and experiences, showed astonishment.

"This is the commodity." Shen Mu said.

"..." Torres looked at the front, just in that open space, piled up as if they were almost as high as the city wall, there were at least thousands of strange-looking creatures corpses, all with dark red skin.

In the end, he pursed his lips and nodded helplessly: "Of course, Mr. Shen Mu, these commodities... are indeed okay."

Just dead bodies.

I still heard people in the taverns of the Swadia Kingdom talking about this legendary figure, Mr. Shen Mu, fighting against undead monsters and abyss monsters in another world.

Now appearing in front of me, dark red, obviously the same thing as the demons in myths and stories.

Of course, it is the corpse of the Abyss Demon, the commodity that Mr. Shen Mu said this time.

"Also, here, take this." Shen Mu turned his head, watching the thirty boxcars behind him being unloaded by many Swadian Light Infantry, nearly finished.

So, he reached out and handed him the 'White Tower Trade Permit' he had just obtained.

"This is… a trade permit." The eyes of Torres, the caravan leader, lit up.

As a merchant, he knew that as long as such a thing existed, the caravan could travel unimpeded in a certain area, without worrying too much about inspections.

Because in many cases, it wasn't just the robbers or bandits they had to deal with.

Certain checks and extortions from officials were also commonplace.

If they encountered a particularly unscrupulous local lord, they could directly use the excuse of not having a trade permit to summon their troops for robbery and extortion, or even confiscate goods – things that were akin to banditry.

On Calradia, that not-so-large continent, the probability of encountering such things was too high.

Not to mention private caravans.

Even the six kingdoms' own caravans would be looted by hostile countries, or their goods would be directly confiscated under the pretext of inspecting for smuggling without a trade permit.

This was enough to show the importance of things like trade permits.

"Lord Shen Mu, the goods here have all been unloaded into the warehouse."

At this time, a Swadian Light Infantryman walked over quickly to report.

"Mm." Shen Mu nodded, looking at the boxcars that had already been unloaded, and pointed to the nearly two thousand Abyss Demon corpses beside them, carefully instructing, "Load all these corpses into the boxcars, try to put some of each type of demon corpse in, and at the same time, try to load the goods as much as possible."

"Understood!" These Swadian Light Infantrymen nodded, and then arranged for others to come over and help again, starting to load the cars.

Only this time, the goods had become demon corpses that were shocking to the heart just to look at.

Fortunately, these Swadian Light Infantrymen had all seen blood, and some of the demon corpses were even killed by themselves; otherwise, just facing these corpses with wounds everywhere and a pungent smell would have caused shadows in their hearts.

At least for those hired sentries who were also responsible for carrying, there was already some paleness and cold sweat on their faces, and they looked somewhat frightened.

However, the loading speed was still very fast.

In less than an hour.

Among the thirty large commercial boxcars of this large caravan, all kinds of demon corpses were already fully loaded.

The only thing to be thankful for was that the corpses of the Barbs, Horned Demons, Snake Demons, Chain Demons, and Greater Imps had all been loaded in.

The remaining corpses of the Lesser Imps, because of their gnome-like small stature, had also filled the corners.

They were all loaded in.

As a result, when leaving, the four huge wooden wheels on the left and right sides of these boxcars were difficult for the packhorses to pull, and the hired sentries needed to push forward to get them to move slowly.

In fact, even so, the caravan guards next to them needed to put lassos on their riding horses.

Otherwise, with the heavy weight, it would really be difficult for the packhorses and hired sentries alone.

This was also the extra role of the mounted caravan guards.

"Please wait for my good news, Lord Shen Mu." Before parting, the caravan leader Torres respectfully saluted Shen Mu, and then led the large caravan away.

Shen Mu also watched them leave the east gate of the city, his body gradually becoming illusory.

He also glanced at the dialog box in front of him.

【Your large caravan has begun to go to the 'Mount \u0026 Blade: Warband - The Ring Mod' world for trade.】

【This commercial activity will last for 30 days.】

【After 30 days, it will bring back corresponding profits and some items that the caravan leader deems valuable.】

"30 days?" Shen Mu, who had returned to the castle hall, raised his eyebrows slightly at this time, with a bit of sigh in his eyes.

These 30 days were a month.

But thinking about Narott, the bankrupt merchant-turned-smuggler and black market trader whom he sponsored, who also came back once a month, he felt relieved.

After all, reality and the game are different.

In the game, it's easy to walk around for several days.

In this reality, the flow of time is fixed, and it's definitely impossible to try to be opportunistic like in the game.

"Then let's do that." Shen Mu pursed his lips slightly. There was no option to speed up the flow of time here.

This was the real world!

"It's getting dark." Shen Mu subconsciously turned his head and looked at the sky.

He had been busy from morning until now.

The sun, which had been hanging in the sky, was now gradually turning into a dim yellow.

Shen Mu estimated the time in his heart, and a look of understanding suddenly appeared in his eyes: "It seems that it's already 5:30, almost 6:00?"

Six o'clock was a special time period on Blue Star.

At six o'clock in the evening, the Blue Star rules would completely enter a state of dormancy.

And the Necromantic rules would take over.

Six o'clock in the morning.

The Blue Star rules appear, and the Necromantic rules retreat.

This ebb and flow.

This rule has never changed.

Shen Mu was very familiar with it.

"It's a pity that this 30-day trading period also means that for these 30 days, my Holy White Council's Holy Light Torch Tower cannot be lit and used."

This was the reason why Shen Mu felt somewhat regretful.

After all, lighting firewood in this torch tower was not a very important thing.

What was important was the magic scroll that should be placed on the lecture platform.

Only by using the magic power stored in these scrolls, and then activating the power of the magic circle, could the full power of this torch tower be truly activated.

Releasing the power to illuminate the darkness, resist corrosion, and weaken evil monsters.

"However, with the Necromantic rules, it's not bad either." Shen Mu looked at the setting sun in the distance at this time, and then turned his head to look at those Vaegir villagers.

He reached out and touched his chin, Shen Mu pondered: "Perhaps it's time to take these Vaegir villagers to level up."

The town now had nothing that ordinary villagers could use.

Farming was not needed.

The construction and repair work of the city was not needed either.

Feeding livestock, cooking food, and serving Shen Mu were also things that the Swadian attendants could do.

So the positioning of these villagers, overall, was really awkward.

It would be better to directly upgrade them into Vaegir kingdom-type troops, to increase his Vaegir kingdom's most famous archer units.

What's more, Shen Mu also had a special item that could immediately upgrade 200 people.

If they were upgraded to Tier 1, they could be directly upgraded to Tier 2.

If they were upgraded to Tier 2, then the item could be used to directly upgrade them to Tier 3.

The Tier 3 Vaegir Marksman was a ranged unit equipped with a two-handed axe, short bow, feathered arrows, and javelins.

Fully embodying the fierce attributes of the Vaegir people.

Shoot distant enemies with a short bow, and when they get closer, draw out 4 short javelins and throw them at the enemy.

When they get even closer, sorry, any Vaegir who highly respects the two-handed axe will raise it and chop directly for melee combat.

In terms of mutual slashing, there are almost no ranged archers who can be opponents of the Vaegir Marksman!

Even the Nord Hunter of the Nord kingdom, the only ranged archer of the Nord kingdom-type troops, must show absolute respect in close combat when facing a Tier 3 Vaegir Marksman wielding a two-handed axe.

"Just train them, so as to deal with the troubles of the Diesel Company next."

Shen Mu had never forgotten the Diesel Company's coveting of him!

'Buzz!'

Just as Shen Mu was thinking, the setting sun gradually fell below the horizon.

The last ray of sunlight disappeared.

Then.

A wave of darkness that instantly enveloped the entire Blue Star world descended instantly!

"Light the bonfires!" In the town of Dhirim, the shouts of the captains from various soldiers rose and fell.

Then, clusters of bonfires and lit torches appeared in the town.

Decorating the entire town, as if it were the scene of a bonfire party.

"Now, is this the night of this other world?" In the castle hall, Marnid, who had changed into a soft velvet robe, walked over at this time, with a few traces of surprise on his face.

Bandak and Firentis, wearing the same velvet robes, walked over together at this time.

"Lord Shen Mu."

The three first respectfully saluted and greeted.

"Mm." Shen Mu reached out, signaling them to get up, and looked at Marnid by the way: "How do you feel about this night?"

"Very dark, no stars, no moon, very terrifying."

Marnid spoke his mind directly, his face showing a hint of solemnity: "I've heard of the scenes in this other world before, but I never imagined it would be this terrifying."

These were Marnid's true feelings.

As someone from the Calradia continent, he had never seen such a terrifying sight, with no stars or moon, only a pitch-black sky.

"There's no helping it, this world is just like this," Shen Mu said without elaborating.

Seeing the three of them approach.

He briefly gave instructions and arranged the work: "Bunduk and Fatis, the two of you will take turns on duty, responsible for patrolling and guarding at night. If you find anything unusual, wake me up."

"Understood," Bunduk and Fatis immediately stood straight and replied in a deep voice.

"Marnid, as for you, you can rest at night, but remember to process all the gazelles hunted back within these few days," Shen Mu looked at Marnid and assigned the task.

"Understood," Marnid nodded in response.

Currently, within the town area, he was basically responsible for arranging all non-combat tasks.

"Very good, let's do that then," Shen Mu got up, not intending to stay in the castle.

However, before leaving, he seemed to have thought of something.

He instructed the two of them: "Those Vaegir villagers, if there's an opportunity at night, help train them, let them also try to kill those undead monsters, and upgrade them to Tier 2 Vaegir footmen as soon as possible."

"We understand," Bunduk and Fatis nodded solemnly again.

"Well, that's it," Shen Mu turned and left the castle.

His figure returned directly to the town area, and once again resided in his noble manor.

Especially the bedroom on the second floor that belonged exclusively to him.

Inside, there was not only a toilet, but also a small living room, and even a bathroom.

Most importantly, there was that huge and soft bed.

Compared to the narrow castle rooms, the low ceilings, the cold and damp bedding, the walls and furniture with a faint musty smell, and the hard, damp-feeling bed.

The quality of life in the noble manor made Shen Mu, who had just arrived here, make his choice directly.

Moreover, he even brought Liǔ Nà and those halflings to live in the corner of the second floor, in rooms far away from Shen Mu's bedroom.

Of course, Bunduk, Fatis, and Marnid were also assigned bedrooms here.

But they were all next to Shen Mu's master bedroom.

Including the 10 Swadian knights and 10 Holy Tree knights, as well as the 20 Swadian sergeants, they were also arranged in groups of five to rest in bedrooms, and they were all arranged near them.

The purpose was that if there was really any situation, they could act as Shen Mu's personal guards and deal with it first.

As for the first floor, 50 Swadian light infantrymen, as servants, had already moved in.

However, they lived in the servants' quarters.

Outside the noble manor, there were also 20 Lake Rat Gang destroyers living in the dormitory built next to the wall, specifically responsible for the security and gatekeeping work of the manor.

Everything had been arranged in an orderly manner.

Shen Mu was very satisfied.

Returning to the noble manor, he lay on the big bed and fell into a deep sleep.

And just outside the door of the master bedroom, there were still Swadian knights or Holy Tree knights taking turns on guard duty, protecting Shen Mu's sleep.

Shen Mu also slept very sweetly.

It was just that when Shen Mu was asleep, the work he had arranged was being meticulously arranged by the three.

Marnid began to arrange for the idle Swadian light infantrymen to come over to gut those desert gazelles, dig out the easily rotten internal organs, and then start skinning them, neatly separating the parts of the desert gazelles.

When Marnid was on the Calradia continent, he traveled with caravans to the Khergit Khanate.

The Khergits there handled sheep in this way.

As long as you find a shady place, smoke it with smoke, and then air dry it, you can turn any meat into dried meat. If you store it carefully, you can eat it for a long time without any problems.

Marnid planned to turn so much gazelle meat into dried meat.

On the city wall, Bunduk was holding a heavy crossbow, leading the Tier 3 Rhodok trained crossbowmen to the city gate.

Fatis followed beside him.

Behind them, there were also 100 Vaegir villagers holding pitchforks and long sticks, their faces blank and nervous, and some who guessed what they were going to do next, looking eager to try.

"I'll leave the inside of the city wall to you," Bunduk nodded to Fatis.

"I understand," Fatis nodded in response.

Then he waved.

He said in a deep voice to the mercenary crossbowmen on the town gate who were responsible for opening and closing the drawbridge: "Open the drawbridge!"

"Open the drawbridge!"

Immediately, a repeated voice came from the town gate.

The mercenary crossbowmen on the city gate began to turn the winch one by one. As the iron chains and pulleys made a clattering sound, the drawbridge of the city gate was slowly lowered.

It happened to be stuck outside the 3-meter-wide moat.

"Next, follow me!"

Bunduk then held a heavy crossbow, leading the 50 Rhodok trained crossbowmen out.

At the same time, 100 Swadian light infantrymen followed beside him, holding old fan-shaped shields in their left hands, and their right hands were also carrying their spears, vaguely protecting the crossbowmen around them.

Finally, there were the 100 Vaegir villagers.

One by one, they walked excitedly towards the outside, looking at the 300 mu of barren land on the east side, which they had basically been to during the day and had picked the remaining vegetables in it, which was considered relatively familiar, and there was no trace of fear on their faces.

Instead, when their left hands raised the torches, their right hands clenched their pitchforks and wooden sticks even tighter.

They longed for an opportunity to find and establish meritorious service, and reach the peak of their lives.

"Be careful," Bunduk looked at the eager appearance of these Vaegir villagers, and also poured a basin of cold water over them, earnestly instructing: "If you encounter any situation, remember to hide behind the Swadian light infantrymen, do not charge without authorization, and do not leave the formation without permission!"

"Understood!" These Vaegir villagers shouted excitedly.

They didn't take the enemies they were about to encounter seriously at all.

In fact, there was indeed no need to take them seriously.

After all, in this New Dhehrim, many veterans had said that as long as you are not afraid, you can easily solve those weak undead monsters.

Even if they were villagers, they could use the pitchforks and wooden sticks in their hands to knock off the heads of those skeletons!

After hearing this, these Vaegir people, who were already sturdy in character, couldn't help it at all.

They wanted to go forward in person, try it out, knock off the heads of those skeletons, or trip those clumsy zombies to the ground, and use pitchforks to destroy their eye sockets, so that they could also be brave warriors!

"Sigh," Bunduk glanced at them, and was a little unaccustomed to these energetic, overly irritable Vaegir people.

But there was no way.

The Rhodok people, whose personalities were dull as stones, really couldn't understand these Vaegir people, whose personalities were like blizzards, surging forward.

Different living environments create different personalities.

"It's enough to serve Lord Shen Mu," Bunduk pursed his lips, raised his heavy crossbow, turned his head and ordered the surrounding soldiers, and the battle formation began to line up.

The Rhodok trained crossbowmen were in front, and the Swadian light infantrymen formed a spear phalanx behind.

The Vaegir villagers at the back held torches.

A standard enemy formation.

It also happened to fit the perfect formation for them, these Tier 3 soldiers and Tier 0 villagers, to kill undead creatures and exchange them for upgrade experience points.

After all, those undead monsters that appear from the darkness and gray fog don't know how to adapt.

They stubbornly withstand the accurate crossbow arrows and walk over staggeringly.

Then they are stabbed to pieces by the spear phalanx.

By the way, the Vaegir villagers in the back can also come up and do a few things to increase their combat experience.

Isn't it a fairly perfect leveling formation?