March 25, 0001.
Medieval world.
Acre Village.
To the northeast, somewhere on the top of a mountain.
Facing the only communication channel between Akeli village and the outside world, a grass shed was built using rattan, straw, leaves, and branches protruding from a few trees.
This simple building even in the medieval world is an important part of the early warning system of Akeli village: Dianyan Mountain.
Such a key building, of course, has to be guarded by special personnel throughout the year.
Far away from the center of the village, hanging alone in the wilderness, on the front line of the conflict, in terms of the working environment and the characteristics of the duties, guarding the Dianyan Mountain is a dangerous job.
This was also true when the village of Aikeli was first established. Almost every year, under the situation of armed harvest by the military organization of the surrounding lords, this position bears the brunt of the extremely high rate of widows. The guy who was assigned to Dianyan Mountain at that time walked on the road They were all avoided by everyone to avoid bad luck.
Years have changed, and after the surrounding villages have been included in the effective rule of Fort Ackerford, the benefits of being in the hinterland have gradually become more prominent. The military vital points for guarding against enemy invasion have gradually evolved into security posts for guarding against small thieves. Under the benefits of exempting from all other labor services, the high-risk positions that are not as good as they have gradually evolved into sweet pastries that the villagers are competing for.
Being able to get such a position, this year's caretaker, the freeman Hamilton, was always in a good mood.
until a few days ago.
A few days ago, Moore, another freeman guard who was guarding Dianyan Mountain with Hamilton for more than half a year, was suddenly replaced by the head of the village and brought back to the village.
It's nothing, no one dares to expect to be able to do a job like Dianyanshan for a lifetime.
The trouble is, after Moore returned to the village, the new guard who came over to take over was actually a little guy who was a little over ten years old!
This is a headache!
What can a ten-year-old do
Can you carry a wooden stick and iron spear? Can you drive away the thieves and bandits
Well, Hamilton doesn't really care about these ethereal real responsibilities that may not be met for several years.
But the problem is that besides the early warning duties, the guards at Smoky Mountain still have a lot of miscellaneous tasks, or tasks that Hamilton really cares about.
In order to maintain a good view and reduce accidental false alarms, the area around Dianyan Mountain is the only area where the masters acquiesce in catching animals and cutting down trees. With these two default benefits, the families on duty at Dianyan Mountain basically don’t need to worry about firewood anymore. Every time the moon is full, oily flowers can appear once or twice in the children’s wooden bowls.
But this benefit does not apply to cashing in when partnering with a ten-year-old boy.
Due to over-development, whether it is cutting firewood or catching meat, the guards have to travel far to start their own private work. When they usually partner with old adults, everyone can take turns to make profits. ten year old take turns
Just kidding, who dares to put the work of lighting smoke and reporting signals on a young and inexperienced ten-year-old child, doesn't that mean that he has received too little stick
"Uncle Hamilton, there seems to be something down the mountain"
When Hamilton was sighing slightly, the little guy suddenly spoke a dozen steps behind him.
"I'm watching and weeding well!"
Hamilton didn't even look back.
Since there is no hope of cutting firewood and catching meat in a short period of time, Hamilton had no choice but to lead this little guy and take good care of planting it next to the grass shed. , adding up to a total of two Boolean-sized melons and peas.
This is the planting place that the previous guards have worked out over the past few decades.
Thinking of this, Hamilton was angry again. Before Moore returned to the village, he had called his whole family to harvest his own portion of the land that had been sweated for a whole year. Selling most of the strength, I will have to share it with the ten-year-old boy after a while!
The most infuriating thing is that Hamilton has to give.
Who gave this little guy a sister
Who made this little guy's sister's fiancé Idra
Who made this little guy's sister's fiancé's brother be Lord Ross
With such a guy at the booth, even if he is a ten-year-old kid, can he not be distinguished? Don't you dare
"Uncle Hamilton, there is really something under the mountain." When Hamilton was feeling sad, the little guy started calling again.
"Okay, okay, Eli, if you are too tired, you can take a break first." Hamilton sighed.
Due to his unhappiness and the fact that it was the time when the work was heavy, in the past few days, Hamilton woke up the little guy every day before dawn, and raced against time to work in the plantation field.
Although the little guy doesn't have any direct complaints, it seems to be quite fresh, but due to the natural gap in age and body, little Eli is often overwhelmed, always looking for reasons to stop, and Hamilton does not dare to push too much , will always sigh while giving little Eli a rest time.
However, Hamilton made a wrong judgment this time. After allowing him to rest, little Eli didn't stop: "Uncle Hamilton, look quickly, someone is really here!"
"Hey, Eli you" said, Hamilton straightened up and looked towards Akeli's passage: "Ah, someone is coming soon, hurry up and smoke!"
"OK!"
"Wrong! Wrong! That's the smoke with the number of fingers! It's wrong over there too! It's the smoke with weapons! Go away on the other side next to the slanting tree, I'll come!"
There was a rush, and in about half a minute, a straight blue smoke rose from the Dianyan Mountain.
The two stopped their work, both held the torches tightly, and stared quietly at the entrance of the passage and the figure climbing in the forest.
Eli suddenly grabbed Hamilton's arm firmly: "Pamela! It seems to be Pamela! Uncle Hamilton, look! Is Uncle Pamela back?!"
"Hmm..." Hamilton stared intently for more than ten seconds, the torch in his hand lowered silently: "It seems that Pamela is indeed back."
Twenty minutes later, Pamela climbed the hill.
"Pamela" greeted from a distance, and Hamilton was a little surprised: "Hey, you're getting fat!"
"It's okay." Pamela smiled, waved her hands and said directly: "Hamidon, Lord Ross's team is about to come in with a lot of people, don't be in a hurry to light three cigarettes later."
"Pamela, it's a waste of time for you to climb!" Hamilton also nodded with a smile. "I know that Master Ross caught a bunch of poor people on the road."
"Poor thing? Do you mean the road thieves?"
"Yes."
"Hey, how do you know?"
"A few days ago, the herald from the castle came, and the steward also read me a letter from His Excellency the Baron."
"Oh, that's it." Pamela nodded first, and then shook her head: "Then my hard work was not in vain, you still have to take a good look."
"Look at what?"
"You'll know later"
With that said, Pamela walked dozens of steps away from the thatched shed, and lit another wisp of blue smoke dedicated to conveying information in the direction of the passage.
In about two minutes, in the direction of the passage, at the corner where Pamela appeared, a long queue turned out.
Walking at the forefront, the figure carrying an iron spear is quite familiar.
"Abwell, Dean." Hamilton recognized it at a glance, "Ha, these two guys are very energetic."
Pamela nodded.
Then came one after another, naked, carrying barrels, firewood, beds, and tools.
"This is the poor guy that Master Ross caught, right? There are really so many of them."
Pamela nodded.
Next, at the corner, two strong figures appeared, carrying iron spears and wearing leather armor.
"This is the guard sent by the baron to Mr. Grace, isn't it? It's so majestic."
Pamela nodded again.
After the Fort Ackford guards, and after that, there appeared one after another, one after another, naked and carrying small bundles.
"Huh, why are there still?" Hamilton frowned: "Didn't the thieves pass by? Why are there still? Did it split into two halves? No! Just now it has surpassed the fingers and toes!"
"Didn't you hear the letter?"
Pamela smiled: "This is Master Praia's teacher, Master Talma, and his childhood companion, Master Loharin, is a serf for Master Ross. And, this is just a part of the arrival."
While speaking, the serf team from the parish had all walked out, and at the corner, two strong figures in leather armor appeared again.
"Why are there guards?"
Hamilton rubbed his eyes and looked forward: "That's right, there were already guards just now, why are there still?"
"The guards sent by Fort Ackford to Lord Grace just now are the guards sent by the parish Castle Collin to Lord Idra."
"Master Iedra?"
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