Camped overnight outside an unknown village, some villagers spontaneously kept vigil for Zhou Qingfeng. At dawn, the bonfire was still warm, and the tent was very warm. Before Zhou Qingfeng left, he personally distributed a few honey candies from the south to the villagers who were keeping vigil to express his gratitude.
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The 'dog leg' still wanted to follow, but Zhou Qingfeng gave him two silver coins and sent him away. Kelly rode a mule, barking around, occasionally coming up to ask: "Victor, what do you want to do?
? Act chivalrously and do justice?”
Zhou Qingfeng remained silent.
Every Northland city lord has attached knights, and every formal knight has a territory. Whether this territory is large or small, its output is responsible for supporting the family to which the knight belongs.
The situation in the Northland is special. The output of the land is too little to support a large population. Many knights need to rely on the salaries of the high-ranking nobles they are loyal to. A few dozen gold coins every month may seem like a lot, but if you want to rely on this money to develop, it is not possible.
possible.
Moreover, many knight families are content with the status quo and have no interest in developing any development in this damn place like the Northland. Because there is simply no way to do it.
This is the case for the Powell family. Their family territory is near the Banshee Castle. There are several villages in the territory, but they basically cannot provide any taxes. The Powell family has no good feelings towards the villagers who belong to it.
Compared with cities where people can come and go freely, the territory of knights is almost closed. The main village where the family is located is not big, with one or two hundred people, and it cannot support more. Rich knights will build fortresses, even wooden ones. Poor knights will
It's up to you.
Zhou Qingfeng investigated the nameless village and found out about the sacrifice of the evil insect Kaivos. The clues turned to the Powell family. There must be some connection between the insect priest and someone from the Powell family.
After dismissing the "dogleg" who was leading the way, Zhou Qingfeng rode his horse and Kelly to the main village of the Powell family. He did not choose to sneak in at night, but appeared on the hillside outside the village in broad daylight.
There was no one outside the village, but there were several lookout towers erected to be alert to monsters in the wild. The villagers on the lookout towers easily saw Zhou Qingfeng appearing on horseback. Although they could not identify his identity from a distance, they immediately informed the owner.
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The Powell family is neither rich nor poor. The main body of the family fortress is built of wood, with simple walls and towers, but no trenches. Behind the wall is the village house, and the core is a three-story spire main building.
The main building is not only the family's fortress, but also the residence of family members. The head of the family, Mr. Powell, is teaching his sons on the training ground outside the main building. The eldest son is the younger Powell, who has played against Zhou Qingfeng.
Old Powell naturally hopes that the family can have more knights and more territories. But except for the eldest son, the other sons can only be servants from the moment they are born. Weapons and armors are very expensive, and daily training is very expensive.
During the last operation in the Black Forest, little Powell joined the expedition team. After his failure, he did not stay in Cold Wind City, but returned to his family territory. He did not mention his experience to anyone, but kept silent for a long time, and said every
Keep training every day.
Powell Sr. said nothing about the condition of his eldest son. He only continued to teach Powell Jr. to strengthen himself and urged his other sons not to slack off.
At this moment, on the training ground, little Powell was dancing with his heavy sword, making the wind roar. His slashing force was extremely powerful, and the blade was whistling, unmatched by anyone. The brother who served him as an attendant was beaten to and fro, and even those who were close to him were beaten.
It's hard for me physically.
After practicing for a long time, little Powell stopped holding the sword by himself. He was dripping with sweat and had strong muscles and a strong physique, but he kept shaking his head and sighed: "No, no, I can't defeat that evil spirit at all."
"Are evil spirits very powerful?" Old Powell felt that it was time to talk to his eldest son. He could see the knot in Little Powell's heart, and the trip to the Black Forest had a huge impact on him.
Little Powell was shirtless and steaming with heat. He sighed in annoyance: "Even Warren is no match for him. A dozen of us paladins formed a shield wall, plus lǎo máoqi led several wizards and priests to ambush together, but we were defeated.
But him.
We ran away in a panic in the end and had no strength to fight with him. After Warren returned to Cold Wind City, he lost divine grace and had to go on a mission of atonement. In fact, we didn't do anything wrong at all, it was just because our opponent was too strong."
Old Powell didn't sigh at all, he just asked the servant to bring a towel to wipe his eldest son's sweat, "Son, Warren is the strongest paladin of the Justice Church in the North. If he can't do it, it's not your fault. You don't have to be too complacent.
responsibility."
Little Powell still shook his head, "But I'm not willing to give in. The evil demon wasn't that strong at the beginning. Every time I thought that I could defeat him as long as I tried harder. But he became just a little bit stronger than before, just enough to suppress me.
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When we gathered our strength and tried to suppress him forcefully, he suddenly became super powerful, and defeating us was like playing for fun. Warren was so determined, but was beaten to the point of doubting our Lord's belief, and was punished.
Atonement.”
Old Powell patted his eldest son's shoulder and ordered someone to bring him a bottle of cream to massage his muscles. He kept exerting force with his hands and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, kid. This is just a training. You are still young and can continue to grow.
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After massage, the muscles will become relaxed, eliminating fatigue during exercise, and continuously strengthening strength. Little Powell sat on the training ground, and several brothers who were destined to be attendants looked at him with envy - cream is very expensive, and this kind of treatment
Only he owns it.
During the break after the training, the villagers suddenly shouted from the sentry tower, attracting the attention of Powell's family. Old Powell looked at the villagers' gestures and whispered: "A man on horseback came from outside the village, and he also brought an attendant on a mule.
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These days, it is unusual for anyone to be able to ride a horse and lead an entourage. Both Powell and his son left the training ground and climbed onto the wall. The elder Powell looked up and saw a young man riding a horse a hundred meters away from the village. The younger Powell breathed hard and stared.
Round eyes...
"Victor Hugo."
"who?"
"The evil devil is the evil devil. He is here, and he is here to take revenge."
"You didn't admit your mistake?"
"His appearance is so special that I will never mistake him for it."
Little Powell thought about meeting Zhou Qingfeng again countless times, but it would never include encountering this evil star at his doorstep. When he saw Zhou Qingfeng, he immediately became angry, and then he was frozen to the bone, and stood on the wall with his mind
Buzzing.
When the elder Powell heard his eldest son confirming the identity of the visitor, he immediately shouted to the villagers around him: "Ring the bell, everyone get on the wall." He pushed the younger Powell's shoulder again, "Quickly put on your armor, the enemy is coming, but we must not
Can't give in."
An ordinary knightly leader has only a hundred or so villagers in the main village. The only ones who are truly capable of fighting are the Powells and his son and a few of their sons and attendants. Others are similar to serfs, and cannot even pretend to be powerful.
Little Powell turned sharply and rushed to the training ground. His armor and weapons were there. Old Powell commanded several heavy crossbows on the wall, intending to block the evil spirits coming on horseback.
But when Zhou Qingfeng saw that there was a warning on the wall, he stayed a hundred meters away and stopped approaching. The long-distance crossbow arrows posed no threat to him. At most, he looked up at the sky and waited patiently. Kelly was beside him,
Counting on fingers boredly.
The village fortress was already in chaos, with screams and panic everywhere. When the Powells and his son's faces were tense and their voices were harsh, everyone else realized that something serious must have happened.
When little Powell put on his ancestral gray armor and put on his two-handed heavy sword, he saw his father forcing a slave in the village to climb over the wall to negotiate with the evil spirit wandering outside the village.
"Tell him that we will never surrender or give in. If he wants to come in, we will fight to the last man. But if he is willing to negotiate, we can offer conditions." Old Powell is completely fierce on the inside and fierce on the outside.
The poor slave trembled and staggered out of the village wall. After a while, he came back and stood outside the wall and shouted: "Master, that man asked us to hand over some descendant of the evil insect Caiworth."
Powell Jr. heard this and cursed angrily: "That guy himself is the devil."
Chapter completed!