Chapter 644 Heslamo

Heslamo is not a very successful businessman. In fact, his mind is not on business.

He was born in a poor peasant family and aspired to be a herdsman since he was a child, but when he was young, he could not even afford a horse.

After inheriting his father's inheritance, he sold the land, seeds and farm tools left to him by his father in exchange for two horses and lived the long-awaited life of a herdsman.

A plague killed two horses and three ponies, and from then on, he became one of the poorest people.

Because Hermes is the god of merchants, travelers, thieves and animal husbandry, after becoming a proletarian, he became a thief because of his belief in Hermes.

It was definitely not a happy time. Maybe some people like to be a thief, but he didn't like it. He wanted to be a herdsman.

Although he didn't like it, he had to say that he was very talented. After accumulating some money, he bought two cows and prepared to be a herdsman again.

Then, the plague came.

Becoming a proletarian again, Heslamo returned to his old business and accumulated some wealth. This time he didn't dare to be a herdsman again.

After thinking for a long time, he became a businessman walking in several cities near the Nameless City.

After just two trades, he lost all his money and even owed a lot of foreign debts.

This time he was not even a proletarian, but a debtor.

Faced with the pressure of life, Hethram did not back down easily. He once again returned to the industry that he had talent for but did not want to do.

This time, after accumulating wealth, he did not leave easily, because this time he needed more money, and because he knew that he might not be able to do anything else except this.

In this way, he was doing business in public, but secretly he was the leader of thieves in the Nameless City.

For more than ten years, his trading did not improve much, but his underground business was booming, and his reputation in secret was getting bigger and bigger.

This time, Hermes issued a prophecy, saying that the East was full of wealth, so that they could form an army to plunder and avenge themselves at the same time.

When the prophecy arrived at the Nameless City, those greedy merchants began to incite everyone, and he was pushed out by everyone to lead the army.

Bullshit.

Heslamo cursed secretly, he didn't want to lead this army.

If possible, he would rather be a herdsman, but obviously he didn't have the talent to be a herdsman.

So he set out from the Nameless City with nearly 10,000 people and came here in a circle.

Tired, sunburned, thirsty, and hungry along the way, more than 10,000 people suffered enough in the desert. About half of them took advantage of the wind and sand to escape directly, and they should have escaped back.

In the end, only more than 5,000 people arrived here.

When they set out, they bought more than 6,000 sets of armor, but now only 2,000 are left.

It was really not easy to wear armor in the dry and boiling desert. He was surprised that he could keep 2,000 soldiers.

So when they walked out of the desert, Heslamo no longer had the idea of ​​the Eastern Expedition.

No matter what others thought, he didn't want to fight.

Thousands of people died and thousands of people fled along the way. Even if they fought a battle here and seized the treasure, how could they take it back?

So he began to test other people's ideas. To this end, he slowed down the pace of the army and began to slowly spread this idea among the team.

Most soldiers agreed with his idea, but those greedy businessmen and stupid herders did not think so.

"Enslave them, we can definitely enslave them, let them walk across the desert carrying the treasures we looted."

The leader of the merchants, Husaifit, said excitedly: "They, those who are about to be enslaved by us, are also treasures."

Heslamo did not speak, he just looked at the other two people.

This team is currently controlled by four people. Heslamo is the nominal commander-in-chief, and Husaifit, who provided financial support, obviously also has the right to guide.

In addition to him, there is also the herdsmen leader Casseldo who provided the camel, and the traveler leader Sumerher who followed.

The latter two are not as powerful as the merchant leader Husaifit, but as prestigious people among the followers of the God Hermes, their words are still very effective.

This team is composed of thieves, merchants, herdsmen and travelers, so the four of them together can fully command the entire team.

"I think it's okay to go back."

The traveler leader Sumerher just opened his mouth, and the merchant leader glared at him, but he didn't care, just finished his words: "But after we travel all over this continent."

Heslamo nodded and looked at the only person who didn't express his opinion besides himself, the herdsmen leader Caserdo.

"I saw herds of cattle and sheep, and there are enough grasslands to raise these cattle and sheep. I don't want to go back."

This person was the most straightforward and didn't want to leave.

Heslamo thought about it. If it weren't for his wife and children on the other side, he might have chosen to stay.

At least from the feedback, the people here are very weak.

"What's your attitude?"

asked the merchant leader Husaifit.

Although the news was released by Heslamo, he had not made any public statement. But at this moment, he had to say something.

"Let's fight, let's talk about it later."

He pointed to the city not far away and said.

This was a disguised agreement. In fact, this was because Heslamo did not want to resist everyone on his own. He knew that he would not have a good result.

Everyone nodded in agreement to his proposal, but turned their heads to look at the city not far away, and their brows wrinkled.

The city wall was unexpectedly tall.

"Do you have the confidence to conquer them?"

the merchant Husaifit asked him.

Hesramo also had some worries in his eyes. He shook his head and said, "We have killed herdsmen before. We have not come into contact with their warriors, so I don't know if we can defeat them."

The merchant Husaifit was a little dissatisfied, but he didn't say much. After all, Hesramo was not a warrior, let alone a general. It was good enough that he could restrain the army.

As the largest slave trader in the Nameless City, Husaifit thought about hiring some real warriors who believed in the God of War.

But no one was willing to follow them on the expedition. Except for the believers of Hermes, no one else was willing to do so.

The endless desert had been explored by people a long time ago, and no one was willing to try to cross the desert, except for those who were driven by interests and oracles.

"They should have cavalry, we have to take some precautions."

The herdsmen leader Casseldo spoke up and reminded Heslamo.

Heslamo nodded and said, "I selected some war horses from the horses I robbed, but they are not armored, so it depends on the enemy's equipment."

In the Mountain of the Gods, the best-equipped warriors are the followers of Hephaestus, the god of fire and technology, and the next best are the followers of the god of war.

Their armor is not good in the Mountain of the Gods, but fortunately, no one here has armor along the way.

"Tomorrow, try to attack once tomorrow."

Heslamo turned his head and glanced at the city not far away, and said softly.