Mount and Blade: Summon five outlaws at the start

In the wilderness, a huge team was moving forward.

Dozens of agile rangers were seen riding strong war horses, moving back and forth around the team with sharp eyes.

At the same time, dozens of carriages loaded with various supplies were closely guarded by many determined Vlandian soldiers, making "creaking" sounds and moving slowly forward.

Behind the carriages were groups of cattle and sheep and fat and strong war horses.

The herdsmen skillfully controlled their mounts, waving their whips in the air, and shouting loudly from time to time, driving the livestock to move steadily forward.

Behind this mighty herd of cattle and sheep, followed more than 200 slave soldiers with depressed and dejected expressions.

Each of them had his hands tightly bound, and could only move with difficulty with heavy steps.

On both sides of these slave soldiers, there were a group of ferocious robber leaders.

They were all armed with weapons and had cold eyes, escorting these unarmed slave soldiers to prevent anyone from taking the opportunity to escape or resist.

"What? You just said... Marquis Angana and his men were suddenly attacked by the Kuyel people? And they were completely wiped out? Even the old guy Angana is now unknown whether he is dead or alive?"

Hearing this shocking news, Hod was shocked. He looked at Batu who was reporting the situation to him in front of him in disbelief, and his heart was suddenly in a mess.

Batu had returned here and reported the news to Hod immediately.

At this moment, facing Hod's surprised eyes, Batu nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, boss!"

"And what's worse is that we caught a lone Kuyel man. From him, we learned that not only the Marquis of Angana's team was attacked, but also other teams that went to support Milda Castle were attacked by them."

"Hiss..."

Hod took a breath and was secretly shocked.

These Kuyel people acted so quickly. They just broke through Milda Castle and attacked the reinforcements of Estera without stopping. They didn't even have time to rest.

Moreover, the Kuyel people actually won. They successfully defeated the team led by Marquis of Angana.

If the other reinforcements were also defeated one by one, then the Kingdom of Estera might really be in a desperate situation.

You know, the supporting team almost occupies about one-third of the army of the Kingdom of Estra. If all of them are lost here, the consequences...

When he thought of this possibility, Hood suddenly felt a strong sense of urgency and crisis.

Although his own strength has indeed improved significantly compared to the past, if he confronts the Kuyel people head-on, it will undoubtedly be like hitting a rock with an egg.

He must speed up and expand his team.

Hood muttered to himself, and then a trace of frightening cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Then, he tightened the reins, causing the horse under his crotch to neigh and suddenly stop.

Then, Hood slowly turned his head and cast his eyes on the soldiers following him.

He stared at the group of soldiers quietly, thinking about various possible strategies and plans in his mind.

However, just a moment later, Hood seemed to have made some kind of decision, quietly retracted his sight, and loudly issued an order: "Everyone speed up!"

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As the team continued to move forward, they were getting closer and closer to Kingslyan Manor.

At the same time, refugees began to appear on both sides of the road, and the closer they got to the manor, the more refugees there were.

Looking around, groups of refugees with haggard and tired faces were staggering on the main road.

They were wearing tattered and stained clothes, and holding simple farm tools tightly in their hands, as if these tools were their last resort for survival.

When they saw Hood's team appear, these refugees suddenly showed fear in their eyes, and then hurriedly left the main road, knelt down on the side, and dared not look up.

"Huh..."

As the voice sounded, Hood pulled the reins and slowly stopped, then he rode his horse to the refugees who were kneeling on the ground.

He looked down and saw that most of the refugees were young and middle-aged men, while women, children and the elderly only accounted for a small part.

Hod frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice: "Where are you from?"

In the crowd, a gray-haired old man raised his head tremblingly, with a trace of uneasiness in his eyes, and answered carefully: "Report to the knight, we are hereFrom the village of Banfway in the East."

Hearing this answer, Hood's heart sank.

He knew that the East mentioned by the old man was the border area, and at this time, the large army of Kuyel people should be burning, killing and looting there.

Thinking of this, Hood remained silent, with a solemn look on his face.

After a while, Hood asked again: "So, where are you going? "

Hearing this, the old man's eyes suddenly turned red, and tears rolled in his eyes. He said with a slightly trembling voice: "We don't know either..."

Speaking of this, the old man's voice became more choked, as if the pain and helplessness that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time suddenly surged into his heart.

Yes, for refugees like them who were forced to leave their homes and become displaced, the hardships they have experienced along the way are simply unimaginable. The lawless criminals in the wild and other refugees are all potential threats to them.

Even if they are lucky enough to meet a kind lord who is willing to take them in, the fate that awaits them is nothing more than becoming lowly serfs, losing their freedom from then on, working hard for the lord all day long, and serving them for their entire lives.

"Come with me! "

Hodder looked at the group of pale and skinny refugees in front of him and suddenly spoke.

He pondered for a moment, then announced loudly: "I am the lord of Kingsley Manor. Here, I promise you that I will never force you to become serfs like those nobles!

As long as you are willing to work hard for me and obey my call, then I will do my best to protect your safety and let you live a stable life!"

Hearing Hodder's powerful words, the wrinkled old man was stunned at first, and then his eyes widened suddenly, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.

When he finally came to his senses, he was so excited that he trembled all over, and he fell to the ground and kowtowed constantly.

"Thank you, the most noble knight! You are really the savior of us poor people! "The old man kowtowed and cried.

The refugees around him, who were originally lifeless, seemed to be ignited with the fire of hope and became agitated in an instant.

They hugged each other, cried with joy, or cheered and shouted their gratitude to Hod.

"I am willing to work for the knight!"

"Woo woo... We are finally saved..."

For a moment, the whole scene fell into chaos, with cries and gratitude coming one after another.