Traffic in other worlds has always been a tragedy.
If a person wants to travel far, it is absolutely impossible to leave without saying a word. If you want to travel far to expand into a group, it is even more of a disaster-to solve the problem of not eating and drinking Lazard, it is inevitable to die halfway.
The day after Lorraine bought the last batch of female slaves, Seth evacuated all his personnel from the city to villages and towns outside the city. There were fewer than fifty people, but the town could hardly accommodate, all of them were packed in a temporary warehouse.
Transporting personnel and materials over long distances is a very complicated matter. It is normal for people to get lost and get lost in the middle of the road.
When Seth was overwhelmed by a mess of mess, he found a carriage in the temporary warehouse. Several people jumped out of the car, and Seth shouted in surprise, "Father, why are you here?"
The profiteer Rubio, who has been in the Black Forest for half his life, looked left and right, moved his arms and legs, and exclaimed: "This is the Banshee Castle. I really came back for the first time. It doesn't feel very good."
Seth's face turned dark and he said in a deep voice, "Father, here is a town outside Banshee Fort. The walls of Banshee Fort are three miles away. Haven't you answered my question yet?"
Rubio chuckled, "Half a month ago, Ms. Inisa received a letter from Master Hugo. She anticipated that you should evacuate, so she sent us to prepare to meet. Without my old bones, you can arrange it. Everything?"
Seth opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. Rubio stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder and said: "I just called the'Holy Light' and greeted Master Hugo. He said that as long as we can retreat safely this time, we won't worry about coming out to fight in the future.
Seth withdrew nearly fifty people from Banshee Castle, plus the number of personnel in his transport team was hundreds, and there was still a lot of cargo to be transported away. Under heavy transportation tasks, potential hostile dangers must be considered, and escort guards need to be arranged.
In the real world, a few trucks can solve all problems. But in another world, not to mention that there is no suitable means of transportation, and the roads are not level. None of these tasks can be resolved.
Rubio still laughed at the door of the warehouse, and after entering the warehouse to count the goods and personnel, he made a calm face. He had a rickety figure and a shameless appearance, but Seth followed him but was a little scared.
"Father, you feel my arrangement..."
"Your arrangement is shit. Most of the people in the team are not familiar with each other, and the rations they bring are at least half missing. Such a team will fall apart in the middle of the road." Rubio reprimanded unceremoniously.
"Isn't there a supply along the way?" Seth defended in a low voice.
Rubio glanced horizontally, "You should arrange it when there is no supply along the way, otherwise it will be bad."
The carriage capacity provided by the carriage is in short supply, the procurement supplies are also limited, and the personnel and goods to be transported exceed the standard. Rubio and his son are facing a lot of problems.
Outside the small town where the temporary warehouse is located, little Powell, covered in frost, just got off his horse, walked through a bare soil slope, and looked at the warehouse. One of his brothers came out of the town and went to Tupohui to report...
"It's this town. The group of people are all inside. I asked the guards in the town. A group of outsiders rented a warehouse two months ago and hired a lot of people to ship goods northward. They carry a lot of goods. , Transported at least one or two hundred cars back and forth.
In addition to transporting goods, they also transport people, but it is not clear how many have been transported. Some carriages came out of the city without stopping, and went straight to the north. But all the female slaves we chased last night are here.
I have counted them far, and the volume of this group of people and goods is particularly large. There are not enough carriages in the town. They should not be able to leave for a while, and it will take at least half a month to leave. "
Young Powell heard the phrase'the volume of people and goods is extremely large', and immediately asked sternly: "Is the black market trading in the city still going on?"
His brother was dumbfounded, "I'm going to ask. What's wrong?"
"Forget it, don't ask." Little Powell shook his head. "I asked the slave-traders last night. They didn't receive the next batch of slave orders. Victor Hugo is already here. For two months, he is going to run away."
His brother was even more stunned and asked: "Should we report to Your Excellency Phils right away?"
"But we don't know exactly where Victor Hugo is?" Powell was also thinking about it. "What about the report to Your Excellency Phils?"
His brother replied: "His Excellency Phils was too scrupulous before, and he didn't dare to do it because the rich and powerful in the city were still doing business with that Hugo. But now that the transaction is over, maybe we can grab another one. Put."
Young Powell’s eyes lit up suddenly, “Yes, the business is over, absolutely no one will stop us from grabbing a grab. I don’t believe Victor Hugo can’t stand it. If he doesn’t come out, his men and The goods will have to be paid for."
Thinking of the large number of people and goods in the warehouse, Powell and his brothers became more excited, and their smiles gradually became sullen. This is a matter of fame and fortune, and nothing can make a fortune like robbery.
"It's certainly not enough for our brothers." Young Powell thought for a while, and felt that he still had to go back and pull some people, especially the old Bank of the wizarding group and report to Louis Fels.
Leaving his brother to keep watching, little Powell turned around and got on his horse and returned to the city. It was still morning, and he expected to lead the team back before noon, about two hours in between.
In the temporary warehouse in the small town, Rubio, who had just arrived, waved his hand and ordered his son: "Go, go now. We have all the people out and can’t stay."
"Why?" Seth was inexplicable. His father just emphasized the serious consequences of insufficient preparation for a large number of journeys, but in a blink of an eye Rubio would immediately pull the team on the road.
Rubio said very firmly: "I have been in business for a lifetime, and I can live by courage.
If no one wants to harm us, we will have to work harder at best. But if someone wants to harm us, once they find that all of us in the city have run away, do you think they will chase us? "
Seth gaped again, and said for a moment: "But we don't have so many carriages. If you want to transport people, you can't ship goods, and if you want to ship goods, you can't ship people."
Rubio hummed and sneered: "Go and spend money and let the people in this town prepare lunch for us and prepare dry food for the road. Buy all their big animals and let all of us eat and wear warmth.
Feed the horse and let the weak get in the car. Goods that can be transported are transported away, and those that cannot be transported are simply burned. Just transport people away. "
Rubio’s decision gave Seth an unrecognizable illusion. He called the "Holy Light" to confirm to Zhou Qingfeng, and the answer was-"Don't care about the altars and pots, burn the excess goods, focus on transporting people, this order is me Issued. '
What is a trench, this is a trench!
The materials purchased with great difficulty, if something is found to be wrong, they are burned.
Seth couldn't help but weakly persuade: "Master Hugo, if we scare ourselves, wouldn't it be burned for nothing?"
"The valuable goods were shipped away in advance, and most of the remaining materials were worthless oats. It was only worth a hundred gold coins, and it was burned for nothing. Anyway, you can't keep it."
Hundreds of gold coins are still worthless? Seth felt distressed when he heard this number, "Master, or can we sell it to the people in town? Don't lose money."
"No, we are transporting food to increase the difficulty of the enemy. We must not leave the enemy behind. Obey the order and burn it!" Zhou Qingfeng didn't know where, but the order from the information network was categorical!