The cavalry captain was very surprised. A guy who was originally stupid, short-sighted, greedy, and smart-aleck could actually become smart, bold, and accurate in his judgment in just a few breaths.
is it possible?
He thought about the voice just now, it should be the evil god.
As a mercenary, he had naturally heard the legend of the evil god. He had heard about it in taverns, hotels, and with his friends.
But he never took it seriously.
What you see on the battlefield are swords, guns and armor, not evil gods.
However, at this time, he had to believe that the power of this evil god was too powerful.
He felt a little regretful, maybe he should have agreed just now.
No one at the scene understood better than him the role of a powerful commander on the battlefield.
However, at this time, he could only follow Sir Sir's order to summon the cavalry.
In fact, the cavalry had already lined up.
They were all hired cavalry, with five subordinates standing under their own horses, wearing cleanly polished inlaid armor. Inside the leather armor, there were iron plates inlaid at key locations.
They looked a little panicked.
On the contrary, the horses were quite energetic and showed no fear at all.
Mercenaries can only fight with the wind.
"Everything is ready, we will escort Sir Sir to break out in a moment." The cavalry captain shouted to his men.
"Ready." The five of them answered together.
"Very well, waiting for orders."
The captain of the cavalry went to summon the attendants again. The attendants all belonged to the knights. It was useless for anyone except him and the knights to shout.
Twenty-six people, these are the only people in the castle who are capable of fighting and can go to the battlefield to see blood.
The others just made up the numbers and fainted when they saw blood.
At this time, he heard the civil officer shouting in the castle.
"The master has an order to distribute the food to everyone. Everyone can come and receive five loaves of dry bread and three pieces of dried meat."
The cavalry captain was a little puzzled.
He doesn't show any kindness in ordinary times, but only distributes food when the battle comes, and just expects those weaklings to fight. This master really still doesn't fully understand.
But when he saw the messy scene of receiving food, he quickly figured it out.
If the food is not distributed, if the castle is captured from the other side, only 30 people can be sent to guard the granary, and the others can pursue the master who is carrying the food.
If the distribution continues, they will send 300 people to collect food one by one.
In the process of harvesting, there will definitely be people killed.
He knew very well that those serfs would eat coarse bread and dried meat to their death.
They won't store it, and there is no place to store it. Only the belly is the best place to store it.
In this case, the master will have time to escape.
As for why he didn't set fire to the food, it was because he was afraid that the other party would be angry and pursue him.
After thinking about this, he was even more horrified by the evil god's power.
To be able to make a person with no battlefield knowledge think of so many things in a short period of time is the power of God.
Two days later, the knight let the serfs eat on the castle while guarding the city, and then he and his men slipped away through the back door in the middle of the night.
Before leaving, he took away the blacksmith, carpenter, and other craftsmen, as well as the arrows he had just made.
People like Mr. Jazz appear frequently.
All the old forces in the Middle Ages gathered together and tried their best to protect their original interests.
Food, weapons, magic, sacrifices... use everything you can.
The Destroyer's sweeping momentum was finally curbed.
After all, they were fighting away from home, and the support the Black Tentacles could give them was all in advance and could not be provided in time.
But the power given to them by the evil god is real-time and responds instantly.
Comparing the two, the biggest advantage of the Destroyer is its ability to utilize the destruction factors within the world.
If this problem is not solved, then the soup will continue to boil sooner or later.
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Wen Rensheng's wisdom can certainly see this, and he also has a solution.
This solution is absolutely feasible after practice.
"Xiao Huan, give your guardians another big gift package, the reincarnation gift package, promising that they can be reincarnated with their memories after death, but the objects of reincarnation are random." Wen Rensheng said.
There is reincarnation in many beliefs, but basically they preach that if you do good deeds and accumulate virtue, you will be reincarnated into a wealthy family.
He also claimed that he was rich in his previous life and as long as he did good deeds, he would also be rich in his future life.
No one is claiming that you will reincarnate into anyone randomly.
This is not in line with the thoughts of wealthy people.
It's okay to use some money to do good deeds, but if you want me to be reincarnated as a poor man in my next life, you'd better get away as far as you can.
"Oh, is it true or false?" Xiao Huan asked.
The evil god that the jazz gentlemen believed in before was naturally her Lord Kelulu.
It is too much to expect a real evil god to protect the order of the world.
They are aligned with Chaos Omniscient.
"Of course it's fake, just do the same as what Empress Dowager Lu did before." Wen Rensheng said casually.
Of course he will not give real benefits to those decadent nobles.
Dying early is their greatest contribution to the world.
After this move was used, the jazz masters who had received divine inspiration cheered like children who were more than 500 months old.
As long as you fight hard and accumulate merit, you can still live in the next life.
But what does random mean?
When the first Earl died in battle and was resurrected in the body of his groom, everyone understood.
Some people would say, if this is done, can it still be the Middle Ages?
Why not?
Giving slaves a little welfare and easing conflicts between classes cannot change the theme and essence of the world.
And this one hits the mark.
On the one hand, the gentlemen have become kinder and easier to talk to. They have changed from two rice porridges to two dry meals a day, their work hours have been reduced from 16 hours to 10 hours, and they can rest for two days a month.
On the other hand, you have to follow the destroyers and pick up swords and guns to kill people. Although you can get land, you have to pay rent, which is not very comfortable.
Many people's thoughts were immediately extinguished, but everyone still wanted to be on the safe side.
The Destroyers were unable to inspire more rebels, and the momentum was gradually quelled.
And the farmers were shocked to find that after working for a year, they could not live as comfortably as the serfs.
At least the serfs had someone to look after them when they were sick. They had to pay for medical treatment themselves.
They also have to do various kinds of labor.
For a time, the peasants fled and took refuge with the nobles again.
This is the most typical form of surrender in the feudal era. In order to avoid labor, one takes refuge in the homes of powerful people and is willing to become a slave.
The Destroyers responded quickly.
They immediately reduced their oppression of the peasants, but as a result, their own soldiers and logistics were further reduced.
The two sides can only reach a stalemate.
However, the nobles have the blessing of God and can achieve a 1:1 exchange on the battlefield. The destroyers do not have enough advantages in manpower and material resources, and they can only retreat steadily.
After finishing the medieval sample, Wen Rensheng turned his attention to other places.
