Chapter 110: New Clear Spring Cunzi under the night, riding in the night curtain

That evening, they traveled straight through Northern Sasi County, and along the dusty Shanglu, they crossed a military supply point that had been temporarily established a few days prior by a town Caravan to support Bell's team.

That place was located at the junction of the small path leading from Momona Cunzi to the main Shanglu; it was of considerable size, and after the battle at Momona Cunzi, it had not been abandoned, but rather utilized by those Merchant Guild personnel, prepared as a secure supply point for entering and exiting Sasi County, and Bell had also specially approved a squad of Town Guard to assist with the security there.

And passing through here and moving forward, one was basically no longer under the actual control of Sasi County; Jier still remembered that when he came, he had even had a fierce fight with a group of Bandit here.

At that time, he had even been subjected to a "luring the tiger away from the mountain" tactic by the Bandit, which caused the Refugee Team to accidentally lose some personnel and supplies.

But this time, retracing this path, Jier's mindset and his own abilities were vastly different from before!

If those Bandit dared to target his team and dared to come and provoke him, he would dare to easily defeat and capture them, all on the way to be sold off together at Dorn Town, to earn himself some pocket money, haha.

But when the caravan stayed overnight on the open ground by the road that night, Jier waited bitterly for most of the night, and there was simply no one in the dark lurking around this crude little Yingdi by the road. Even the Shadow Bird he had released into the dark in advance did not discover anyone lying in ambush or monitoring them in the surrounding Shulin.

"It's truly strange; could these Bandit have turned over a new leaf? Although many people in my team are wearing Armor and there are not many old or weak ones following, making it a hard nut to crack, my caravan can also be considered the first large-scale caravan to head out from Sasi County recently. Shouldn't these Bandit be howling and swarming up, and then let me beat them all down?"

Jier scratched his head, unable to figure it out.

So, in the middle of the night before dawn, he released the Shadow Bird once again, and through the method of remote mental control, searched for the other two villages nearby along the small path beside the Shanglu.

He remembered these two villages; one was called Banbo Wood Cunzi, and the other was called New Clear Spring Cunzi.

The village closest to him should have been Banbo Wood Cunzi, but Jier searched all the way along the small path leading into the mountain forest, yet he still could not find this small village built by Lumberjack hidden in the mountain forest at night.

This village was less of a village and more like a logging camp established by Lumberjack; many houses were simply treehouses built relying on large trees.

After searching for a while and not finding this Banbo Wood Cunzi, Jier could only search for the other village.

And this time it was much more successful; the Shadow Bird saw the terraced fields built according to the terrain outside New Clear Spring Cunzi from a great distance in the sky.

After the Shadow Bird lowered its altitude and circled the small village a few times, Jier's expression became grave.

New Clear Spring Cunzi, it was currently the early morning.

It should have been a quiet moment, but the entire small village, which had been occupied in turns by Bandit, was filled with a sound of oppressive wailing at this time.

The Shadow Bird that Jier sent out to Scout was pitch black; it landed on the largest few houses in the Cunzi, curiously peeking into the houses, and discovered that the situation was not as tragic as he had imagined; on the contrary, the situation was somewhat eerie, and the scene looked somewhat bizarre.

Everyone in the house was basically wrapping their right legs with cloth strips, either lying on the bed wailing in low voices with feverish bodies, or having to endure the pain in their own legs, desperately tinkering with some things that looked like Herb, trying hard to find ways to deal with the injuries on each other's bodies.

But the Shadow Bird saw that everyone in this house, regardless of how they were dressed or whether they held weapons, all had penetrating injuries at the right knee that severely affected their mobility.

This was indeed bizarre, because it was normal for the Villager who were bullied by the Bandit to have their legs injured, but even some Bandit holding weapons had injured their right knee at this time; many people even had penetrating injuries to the bones and joints of both knees, causing them to be completely unable to move one by one.

The Shadow Bird saw that basically everyone's mouths were opening and closing, their expressions ferocious, seemingly cursing something either forcefully or weakly; they seemed to only be able to use this method to alleviate the hatred and pain in their hearts and on their bodies at this time.

The bullied Villager and the bullying Bandit seemed to be on the same side at this moment.

The Shadow Bird flapped its wings and flew away; driven by Jier, it changed to peek into the largest house in the Cunzi and discovered that a middle-aged mercenary in the house also had his right leg shot broken and was leaning dejectedly on a wooden chair. His knee injury was bandaged, but no one knew what the specific effect was.

The Oil Lamp in the room was flickering, reflecting his originally resolute face, which also became uncertain.

The few women taking care of him also had leg injuries, but not the knees, rather the calves of their right legs; although it did not look fatal or serious, it still affected their mobility.

And in an inconspicuous corner of this large house, there was even a young woman who seemed to have died painfully early due to a disease caused by the festering of her wound.

And no one even had the physical strength or energy to deal with the corpse of this dead female, so they could only leave it where it was, letting it rot and stink, nourishing the maggots crawling on her body.

Although this middle-aged mercenary with the leg injury did not look ferocious in expression, he was not light-handed when punishing people; the few young village women who were already pitifully injured and had to be responsible for taking care of him were even whipped by this middle-aged mercenary for no reason due to the pain in his leg from time to time.

Jier was very angry seeing this situation, calculating in his heart that the actual distance between the two was not far, so why not just not sleep tonight and make a trip to New Clear Spring Cunzi overnight to deal with this group of Bandit entrenched in the village. Although these Bandit all had injuries to their right knee, if they did not receive effective treatment, they would never be able to walk properly for the rest of their lives.

If they could survive the inflammation of the knee wounds.

The Shadow Bird flew to a few more houses nearby that still had lights and campfires, and discovered that not only all the adults in the village, but even the slightly older children had leg injuries, only the degree of injury was lighter, not to the extent that they would definitely be crippled, but it was difficult to move long distances when the leg injuries could not heal.

But even with such injuries, for such a small Cunzi lacking medical care and medicine, this was considered a serious illness that was difficult to heal naturally at this moment.

Only the children under seven or eight years old in the village had no injuries on their bodies at all, and they were also driven by the adults in the village to do some physical labor that only adults would normally do. For example, drawing water from the well, cooking, collecting firewood from the edge of the mountain forest around the Cunzi, and other daily tasks.

Even though it was the middle of the night, many small children were still being driven by adults to work.

Those small figures looked truly pitiful.

In the tent, Jier let the Shadow Bird monitor the spot, while he himself climbed up from the bedding, put on his weapons and equipment in an orderly but simple and fast manner, and then pushed open the tent curtain, giving the few Warrior and Dwarf Warrior on night watch a fright.

"Jier, it's so late, what are you going to do?" asked a Dwarf Soldier who was on night watch together.

Jier's Warrior were also curious, so they also looked at the fully armed Jier; although they didn't follow up with questions, the curiosity in their eyes was all the same.

"There is a job that needs to be done overnight, right nearby at New Clear Spring Cunzi; it has been occupied by a group of Bandit for a while, but the situation is a bit strange. Does anyone want to go with me now to kill some people and then rescue some people?"

He asked loudly.

Jier patted the Tianxuecao that came over on its own, and didn't bother preparing Horse Armor for this animal partner; he simply installed the saddle and other items for riding, and jumped onto the horse's back.

Many people in the Yingdi were awakened by Jier's actions and noise, and they all got up to ask what had happened.

The old Dwarf also patted his face with his hands, looking unhappy after his sleep was disturbed, and asked Jier what happened.

"In short, I learned about part of the situation at New Clear Spring Cunzi ahead through some means, and I am going there to deal with a group of injured Bandit occupying the village and rescue some injured Villager. If it goes smoothly, just send them all to that temporary supply point on the Shanglu we passed this afternoon."

"If the movement is fast, it shouldn't delay tomorrow's daytime travel much. So, does anyone want to go with me?"

Jier first looked at Xueya Site, but Xueya Site pointed to the Defeated Soldier who were still being detained in the team; because of the existence of these people, Jier could not take most of the people away, at least he himself could not leave.

The old Dwarf pushed 'Shishou' forward at this time and said to Jier: "Let my people go with you; in terms of combat ability, I think 'Shishou' is reliable enough, you know his strength."

Jier smiled sheepishly: "The enemy isn't that strong. But the specific situation is a bit strange, it's hard to say. By the way, Mr. Zuojigela, you need to bring all the treatment items you have on hand, such as Healing Ointment, and go with me."

Our middle-aged Herbalist was quite excited at this time, because he had always been valued and favored by Jier, but had been slow to help Jier and the team with anything. Although Monster materials could be used to make useful and profitable Potion, it was still a long way off, and money not yet earned didn't count.

But now Jier specifically named him to follow, obviously having a use for his treatment experience and skills.

This made him very excited.

"No problem, Knight Jier, I will prepare the things for treatment right away. It seems that those Villager were controlled by Bandit and must have suffered a lot of bullying and harm; what hateful Bandit! These guys who are full of nothing but violence and have no morality at all!" The Herbalist cursed the Bandit.

Jier's expression was a bit subtle, and his voice was not very loud: "Perhaps that is not the case..."

In the end, Jier took the Herbalist, as well as his most reliable subordinates Aoni and Weier, and the Dwarf Warrior 'Shishou' who was recommended, a group of five people, riding nine horses and quickly set off.

And in the dark night, they moved away from this temporary overnight Yingdi by the Shanglu.

Jier gave instructions to Xueya Site and the old Dwarf that if they hadn't returned by dawn, they shouldn't wait for them, and should let the captured Defeated Soldier pull the carts and move forward slowly.

Without the illumination of the Yingdi's campfire, Jier directly took out two Illumination Ring, wearing them on the middle fingers of his left and right hands, emitting bright red and blue light, and then took out the Sun God White Stone Statue from his waist, throwing it to the Herbalist Zuojigela beside him, letting the flustered Herbalist hold it for illumination.

He even let the Hunting Sword emit a bright white light and handed it to 'Shishou' to hold for illumination. The Hunting Sword itself was very heavy, and it was very inconvenient for others to hold, so only 'Shishou', who had great strength, could conveniently hold the sword for illumination with one hand and control the Jiansheng to ride with the other.

Honestly, Jier had not expected that a Dwarf, with those short little legs, could actually handle the sturdy horse beneath him so smoothly.

"Jier, stop looking back at me. I know what you're thinking. 'With legs that short, how on earth does a Dwarf keep his balance on horseback?' You must be thinking that, right?"

Shishou asked coldly in a loud voice.

Jier waved his hands repeatedly: "I'm not, I wasn't thinking that, don't talk nonsense."

But the expression on his face clearly showed he had been hit on the mark.

This made it very hard for one to keep a straight face.

However, among the others in the team, only Weier still had the energy to pay attention to the two of them bickering while riding at night; the rest were busy and flustered just trying to manage their own horses.

Zuojigela knew how to ride, but he hadn't ridden a horse in ten years; he was tense, his movements were rusty, and being thrown straight into the high-difficulty task of riding through the night didn't give him a chance to gradually adapt.

As for Aoni, he was quite pathetic; he had ridden donkeys and oxen, but he had very little experience riding a horse properly. The few times he had were all after joining Jier's team, mostly taking advantage of the Refugee Team's downtime to curiously ride the Pack Horse pulling the cart at a slow pace.

Asking him now to gallop through the night on a Northland Horse that Jier had brought from the Northwest Province was truly making things difficult for him.

Aoni had to awkwardly hug the horse's neck tightly; while this kept him from falling off, his tight grip still made the Northland Horse uncomfortable, causing it to shake and sway restlessly.

By comparison, Jier didn't even use his hands to control the Jiansheng; he held his hands out in front, using the Illumination Ring to provide light for the others in the team, and the horse ran entirely on its own the whole way.

He only needed to occasionally nudge the horse's belly to slightly adjust the direction of travel.

The difference in everyone's horsemanship was naturally revealed at this moment.

Jier had the best horsemanship, followed by Weier. The horsemanship of the Dwarf Shishou was hard to judge, then came Zuojigela, who knew how to ride but was a bit rusty, and the most pathetic was Aoni, who could only ensure he didn't fall off the horse's back and could hardly be said to be "riding" at all.

With Jier leading the way, even in the pitch-black night, the few people and horses turned from the wide Shanglu onto a small path, then followed the gradually rising path as they ran quickly toward the mountain forest beside the Shanglu.

"Slow down, the road here is too narrow, and going too fast is prone to accidents."

Jier took the initiative to lower his horse's speed, causing the entire team to slow down as well.

Aoni finally breathed a sigh of relief; if it were standing on the ground and hacking at someone, he wouldn't say a word, but riding a horse was just a bit too difficult for him.

Weier took the initiative to ride at the very back of the team, letting the straggling horses catch up to ensure that the number of horses brought out could all be returned to the caravan the next day.

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