The farce was stopped by Victor's intervention, and then Lawman and Walls continued to head towards Lawman's camp.

When Lawman saw that Walls didn't say a word, he thought that he was also frightened by the young man's aura, but Lawman's guess was completely wrong.

Walls was not frightened by Madison at all. He was thinking about the origins and purposes of these three magicians. Everyone would be curious about mysterious things, and Walls was no exception.

"You don't have to think about these things. Your current strength is not enough to contact these magicians. I know you are very curious about magicians.

In the future, I will also teach you some magic, so you don't have to feel mysterious about these people. "Wo Zhijin Finger spoke out. These magicians were not good for Wals, and they were people that Wals should think deeply about.

Isn't the most urgent thing to do to take care of your subordinates first?

The appearance of those magicians was so sudden that it greatly attracted Wals, who had always been curious about magic.

But now is not the time for Vols to think about that.

Walls is a smart man. He knows what he was thinking just now and he needs to adjust his mentality.

The current goal is to rescue his subordinates.

"Well, this brat does a good job as a teammate. I accept it." The Baron expressed his understanding of the situation.

[System prompt: Well, after all, he is the husband of the Pumpkin Queen Ronnie. ]

"Laoman, let's walk faster." Walls said to Laoman who was following behind him. When Laoman heard this, he was stunned at first, and then a happy expression appeared on his face. Yes, it would be safest to leave this place quickly and return to their camp.

He could not forget Madison's eyes.

It was at this time that Wo Zhijinzhi's heart was comforted.

Good, you know how to make choices. No matter how attractive this thing is to you, it is most important to be considerate of your subordinates.

"In my opinion, it's just that you don't have the ability to have the best of both worlds. What do you think, system?"

[System prompt: You are good for nothing except talking a lot of bullshit. Isn't the dragon power that you rely on for survival also dependent on the help of Ryan? ]

"That's also my personal charm! Otherwise, why do you think it can help me?"

[System prompt: Isn't there any Walls? Wake up, baby.]

Night soon arrived, and the only moon in the sky was covered by dark clouds. Did this mean that something was going to happen tonight?

Maybe, Walls looked at the dark clouds in the sky, and thought he had guessed wrong.

But he didn't want his subordinates to fight again. If they did, it was conceivable that his troops would suffer heavy losses.

When Wals was returning to his camp alone with a bag of medicine on his back, he passed by the village entrance again. Originally, Lawman wanted to send Wals back.

But because of Madison, he didn't dare to come out, so he stayed in his camp. And it was at this time that he saw something again.

I saw so many things today!

At the entrance of the village, on the road where Victor and others were seen at dusk this day, Wales saw some lights. Someone was holding a torch. Such torches were naturally used for lighting, but it was so late now, who would cross?

No! Wals stopped what he was about to do. The number of torches was increasing. It didn't look like one person, but a group of people.

What is it? Bandits, a caravan, or perhaps the army of the lord of this village?

Walls thought of many possibilities, but he prayed secretly in his heart that it was not a robber.

But praying was of no use.

If the people coming here are not robbers, then what are they?

As these people got closer, Walsh could see them clearly. As soon as he saw the attire of these people holding torches, Walsh knew what they were.

They are the Snow Bandits, the outlaws of the Kingdom of Vaegir.

Maren is the leader of this bandit group. He is going to the Kingdom of Nord to develop his own power. It is very simple. Almost all the pirates in the Kingdom of Nord have been wiped out, so they are going to rob the caravan in the Kingdom of Nord. This is a big deal.

Maren knew that several groups of bandits had already headed to the Nord Kingdom, and in the short term, these bandits would not attract the Nord Kingdom's attention.

After suppressing the bandits, I believe that the Nord Kingdom will begin to punish corrupt officials to ensure that their money does not fall into the hands of others.

And Mullen was ready to start doing something big during this gap.

Now, his guys came to Mazan Village in the hope of getting some supplies. Of course, as bandits, they would not obediently exchange money for food, they would use threats.

First get some of the food from these farmers over here, so that we will have enough supplies. This is the border between the Kingdom of Nord and the Kingdom of Vaegir.

I'll just rob here, and I believe the lord of this village will not chase me to the Nord Kingdom.

Would the Kingdom of Nord allow armed groups from neighboring countries to run into its territory?

This small lord cannot afford to cause conflicts between the two countries.

The wise choice is to ignore it. This is the wise choice of the lord and the choice that Maren most hopes to see.

"Haha! Brothers, let's take the food from these farmers today, and then go to the Nord Kingdom to rob them of their money."

Ma Lun happily told his companions that he knew farmers did not have much money, and if they wanted to find money, they should ask the merchants for it.

"Boss, are we going to get rich soon?" said a short-looking robber beside Maren.

He has been a poor man since he was young and he longs for wealth.

"Of course, now is the time for us to get rich." Maren said happily.

His bandit group consisted of about fifty people. Although these fifty people could not completely capture the village, they could at least scare the farmers.

The wind grew stronger at night.

The reason why Maren held the torch was for lighting, but another reason was that he wanted the farmers to discover their tracks so that they would feel afraid.

Just hand over your stuff.

Maren looked at the village that was getting closer and closer to him.

He vaguely saw a figure.

Who is this person? Ma Lun thought curiously. Why is this person standing here? Could it be that these farmers discovered him so quickly? This is good news.

Malen didn't think that these poor farmers had no hope of fighting him. His own men were well-equipped, at least not worse than these farmers. One of his men could beat three.

Someone in the village shouted, "The robbers are coming." Suddenly, the whole village was panicked.

Ever since the lord of this village left, the farmers here have been dreading this day; the lord's duty was to protect his people.

All armed forces are in the hands of the lords, and at this time, the peasants lose the protection of the lords, and they are like lambs.

But in fact, they are human beings, not sheep, they will resist, and they will do their best to resist these robbers. So a battle inevitably happened.

These farmers will not so easily give away the fruits of their labor to others for free.

Wals stood at the entrance of the village and saw villagers running out one after another. He knew that it was time to draw his sword.

Maren drew out his sword. He liked using swords and would carry his favorite sword with him to every battle. That was his sword. Although the sword looked a little old, Maren was still reluctant to throw it away.

In terms of pure military strength, he is not as good as Wade, whom Walls met before, but he has another specialty. He can lead a team of fifty people and keep them obedient. This is his ability.

He is more like a commander-in-chief than a warrior who fights in person.

He pointed his sword forward and shouted, "We are the Marun Bandits. Call out your village chief."

The sound was loud enough for people at the village entrance to hear.

Walsh only saw more and more torches in the village, which meant that more and more people came out of the village, which meant that the defense force here was getting stronger and stronger.

The villagers in the village came out to fight basically voluntarily. They had no strict discipline and no good awareness. Most of them were honest farmers who had never been to the battlefield. They were basically equivalent to new recruits.

No!

The new recruits all had some awareness, but the farmers did not have much awareness. They were just ordinary civilians and had never thought that they would be able to go to the battlefield one day.

Perhaps, if they are living in troubled times, they all have some awareness to some extent, and they may also know that they may be forced to go to the battlefield one day.

These things are difficult for Walls to determine.

But looking at these farmers holding their crude weapons, Walls felt that at least the farmers here were more conscious.

It was at this time that an elderly man walked out of the crowd and saw Walls.

"You are the leader of the caravan that stayed in our village, right? You have seen the current situation.

The bandits are outside. If we don't unite, perhaps those cruel bandits will burn down the whole village. I hope you can join us in driving these beasts away."

There is no doubt that this old man is the village chief of Mazan Village.

"Please rest assured, my men are all seriously injured. I will not let these scumbags disturb my companions' rest. Come on, let's fight these scumbags together."