The Lord Legend Of The Raicarnated Lord
Occupy Bastide

Chapter 53: Occupy the Bastide

Seeing Lorist and the other two return to the battlefield, Els went up to greet her master.

"My lord, the battle was a great success. We even managed to conquer their main camp, ” said Els excitedly with a reddened face from excitement as she shouted towards Lorist's three-man group.

Lorist asked, "What are you doing? Walking on a horse? "

"No, Knight Potterfang had me scour the area in search of any slaves that might escape," replied Els.

"Have you just said that we conquered their camp?"

"Religion . Locke, when you unleashed the savage beasts inside and started slaughtering endlessly between their ranks, the slave army destroyed the formation and rushed back to their main camp. We have managed to take advantage of that and occupy their base in one fell swoop. Just now, Charade asked someone to take him to the enemy headquarters so that he could help manage the loot and ask me to call you. "Although Els was a Norton Family knight, she was quite relaxed when she talked to Lorist and often forgot the formal nature of their relationship and behaved as when they went on mercenary missions.

But Lorist did not mind as it made him feel less awkward around him. He asked, "How are our victims?"

"Victim? Nothing, other than two slave soldiers who accidentally stumbled and fell during the attack and sprained their ankles and bruised here and there. The two instantly became the laughingstock of the entire camp. As for the slaves, at least half of them were killed and the rest were all captured by our troops. Oh, and you better get there fast. There are still 2,000 captured slaves plus waiting to be dealt with based on your decision, " Els said.

"There's no hurry" Lorist said. He turned to the old man behind him and asked, "Hey, old man, where did you guys get slaves in your tent?"

The old man looked rather pitiful as he was tied around him with a long string whose tip was in Dulles' hands. A tremor with five javelins was also hung on his back because Lorist was worried that the horse would tire quickly from the load. Lorist said that even though the captured warrior looked old, he was still a Gold Three Star rank and possessed incredible physical endurance. Otherwise, he would not have been able to run into the city in one breath. Having just escaped a certain fate of death, the old man could only accept his treatment without a single complaint.

The old man replied, “Master, all these slaves have been bought or captured from the Redlis Kingdom for the past half year. I heard that some of my comrades had destroyed some villages and killed all the elderly while enslaving the young and able. ”

Life in difficult times is really similar to the life of a dog. As ordinary farmers, not only did they have to work tirelessly to pay the unreasonable taxes imposed by their masters, they also had to survive the invasion of the enemy, especially the slave traders. Ordinary people could carry out their daily routines like any other day only to end up as slaves with their family members being killed overnight from slave attacks.

Lorist said in disdain, "Old man, as the Three Star Golden Swordsman, why are you wandering around in a froth that is no better than a savage beast?"

The old man said, “Master, I have no choice in this. Six years ago when I was on my way to Morante City with my granddaughter, he fell ill when we rested at Armatrin Port and I didn't have enough money to give him proper treatment. He only managed to survive because I relied on the slave group. During these six years, I have never hurt a slave and even helped many people .... ”.

The old man was originally the garrison captain of a small town in the time of the Krissen Empire and lived a pretty good life. However, when the three princes began a power struggle, the first wave of fighting struck his hometown. With his son and son-in-law both dead, his own wife soon died of extreme depression. Worried about his daughter's livelihood, the old man left the army and took his 12-year-old grandson to Morante City, only to be forced to stop at Armatrin Harbor for severe seasickness. When he discovers that he has no way of overcoming those obstacles, he meets the leader of the slave group, who, Sloph and join their group to ensure the health and safety of his daughter and remain in it ever since.

The old man said that the leader of the group knew that he did not like doing dirty work, so he was assigned to guard and protect their army camp instead. He explained that he managed to stop some others from harming the slaves during his years of service there.

"But in the end they're still for sale, right?" Said Els in a dissatisfied tone. “Older, since you think that slavery is an unethical affair, why don't you leave as soon as your grandson recovers? So that you have been living there for 6 whole years .. They say birds of the same plumage gather together. Since you've been stuck with them for so long, don't pretend to be a good person. ”

"Do you think they'll let me go just because I want to?" The old man said bitterly. “When my granddaughter recovered, they moved us to Sloph Bastide immediately and we have been living there ever since. That's Sloph's main base of operations and no one's security can be laughed at. It's still good for me to escape alone, but there's no way I can do it with my granddaughter. In addition, Sloph himself was also a Gold-ranked fighter with his cousin Pike being a Blademaster. At that moment, I could only accept my fate. ”

Lorist's expression was a little heavy as he said, “Old sir, tell me about Sloph and his and Blademaster's cousins. I'm going to need a lot of details that I can get. ”

After spending six years with the slaves, the old man knew enough about their situation. He said that in his early days, Sloph used to be a mercenary who somehow knew a slave trader in Port Nupite and started capturing slaves for him. The internal conflicts within the empire were a golden opportunity that he exploited and over the years, his slave group had grown quite a lot with over 300 people in the present. Even the local ruler could do nothing about Sloph.

When Sloph began to profit a little from the slave trade, he commissioned a bastide to be built on a large plot of land and make it a home base. In it lived members of slave families and 800 other slaves who worked in vineyards inside the bastide. The wines produced by Sloph have started to gain quite a reputation in recent years.

There are two main factors that contribute to the strong defense of the bastide: terrain and labor. But only last month, though, Sloph intends to gain the title of nobleman and prove himself as a landed noble and bring some people to the capital for that purpose before proceeding to Port Nupite to handle some other business dealings and just will return after about 10 days. Now most of the slaves were in camps in the pine forest, the bastide's defense was currently at its weakest point with only 10-Swordmen of Silver and 50-Iron Constable Iron constables assigned to patrol the city and keep the slaves in check.

Although Sloph was a Two-Star Golden Swordsman, his recent success had caused him to increase quite a lot and his fighting prowess had further deteriorated. Currently, his main support was his cousin Blademaster.

"Have you ever fought a Pike Blademaster before?" Ask Lorist.

Nodding, the old man replied, “Yes, already. It was almost half a year ago during a banquet held to celebrate the harvest festival. I was chosen to be his sparring partner and fought for 10 fights and dropped my sword and surrendered when I saw his displeased expression. I predicted that I could go on another hundred steps and might even have a chance of winning. ”

Nodding, Lorist already had an idea about the Blademaster skill.

"Oh that's right . I forgot to ask your name, ” Lorist said.

"My master, I am called Engelich" replied the old man.

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After arriving at the main camp, Lorist saw that the main entrance was open. As he was about to take his horse to the stables, he saw Charade sitting on a pillow in the middle of the camp plaza, angrily. It turned out that Charade was angry that the scribe he was assigned to write down the things he said because his injured hand had terrible handwriting and kept mispronouncing the words. The senior student who helped him also had a rather bad temper; after being scolded, he threw the pen and the beast's skin down and said that his hand was meant to hold the sword, not to write and that Charade should be grateful that he took pains to help in the first place. After which, the man left and Charade started to explode again.

Trying hard to hold back his laughter, Lorist picked up the items on the ground and handed them to Dulles. "Dulles, go to the slave camp and select some of them who can write well and let them serve Charade. Els, bring Knight Potterfang and Knight Terman, I have something to discuss. ”

Without delay, Terman, Potterfang and his two comrades came in a hurry.

After briefing the knights on the Sloph situation, Lorist suggested that they attack the bastide now that it was at its most unguarded state and deal with Sloph and his cousin Blademaster Pike when they returned ten days later.

And when they attack the bastide, Potterfang must keep watch in the camp and make sure nothing extraordinary happens.

Everyone approved of Lorist's plan except for Potterfang who was worried that Lorist would run into trouble by bringing the Three Gold Star ranked old man along with him to trick the enemy into opening their gates. However, Wales said, “Why did I not accompany Mr Norton here on that trip? I was bored and had nothing better to do. ”

Potterfang was delighted that Lode Wales had offered him to help and thanked him while patting him on the shoulder. Lorist politely saluted and expressed his gratitude as well. "Mr Lode, I'll bother you to help me. I'm very grateful for your help. ”

Wales quickly returned the greeting. “Mr Norton, you're too polite. If you don't mind, you can call me Loze just like Pog. ”

Lorist laughed out loud and reached out to shake hands. “Alright, Loze. You can refer to me as Locke too. That's what my friend calls me. ”

……

After bathing and changing his blood-stained clothes, as well as letting Engelich wash and change his urine-stained pants, he got the rest to finish the preparations and went to the Sloph bastide with Loze and Engelich.

The bastide was about 7000 meters away from the slave camp. Several buildings can be seen in the western hills to the main highway near the city. Lorist and Loze chatted and laughed along the way to their destination.

In reality, Loze was an honest and proud young man. He said that his father used to be a mercenary and had left him a high-level War Forces manual, hoping that one day he would become a legendary mercenary. However, having been exposed to tales of knights and knights at a young age, Loze enlists for the army without letting his father know. His dream was to become a knight, not a mercenary and that made his father angry to the point where he almost had a stroke.

In the Whitelion Legion, Loze is known as a fearless and unrivalled general. However, the legions disbanded after the civil war tore the empire apart. Loze returns home only to find that his family and friends are gone. Suddenly losing everything he cared about, he no longer had any attachments and formed a group with a few of his comrades to go on a world tour. On one fateful journey, he saves a slave trader from a bandit attack and is hired as a bodyguard and follows him all the way to Port Nupite. It was then that he met Potterfang who was there to purchase some slaves to form the main force of the Norton Family on the way to the Northlands. Intrigued by the prospect of adventure, Loze brings another unwilling friend to continue working as a bodyguard for slaves, Mons Malek, along to see Potterfang.

The conquest of the bastide went off without a hitch with Loze not even having to fight alone. The signs of resistance were resolved quickly by Lorist using his javelin. Upon reaching the gate, the guards in charge of lowering their guards completely upon seeing Engelich and lowering the drawbridge for them to enter. After Lorist slashed the guards with his sword, the other Silver ranked guards all rushed over to Lorist's group, thinking that they had an advantage due to the difference in numbers.

At that moment, Lorist took out a javelin from his trembling and with lightning speed, threw it one after another, releasing a rain of javelins to the enemy troops. Out of the ten Silver rankers who rushed over, easily half of them fell from the first volley and the rest prepared to slash the javelin with their swords, only to be filled with an unrelenting wave of javelin flames and end up suffering a terrible death from being stabbed straight through . After Lorist took out the three quiver javelins, not a single enemy remained standing.

After witnessing the frightening sight, Engelich began to shiver and felt so fortunate that he recognized the man's strength and gave up quickly, that his life was eventually spared. Loze on the other hand greatly praised Lorist's skill.

Terman then took the rest of his army to the bastide and managed to occupy it, followed by him working with Dulles to clear the entire bastide of the enemy army. Although the Iron ranked slave supervisors were trying to retaliate, under the attacks of Terman and the senior academy students, the, they gave up completely after ten or so of their own died without a single one of the Terman men being injured in the slightest. Dulles commented that the watchdogs dug their own graves because it was crazy enough to face a group of heavily armed Silver Swordsmen with only a few whips and short words.

Lorist then instructed Terman to bring a group of people back to the camp and told Charade and Potterfang to move to the bastide and have some trains go to the port to transport resources and equipment they are the others.

After that, he told Dulles to gather the slaves in the bastide together before detaining the other members of the slave family and killing anyone who dared to resist. He also instructed Els to increase the level of security in the bastide. The tasks he had to do continued to pile up.

The sorrowful cries in the residential area of the bastide could be heard as the fierce slave soldiers, marched in and gathered the residents according to Lorist's orders. Some sounds of fighting and conflict were also heard.

However, the resistance was short-lived and soon extinguished, resulting in several luxuriously dressed corpses strewn around the sidewalks and courtyard of the house. It could be seen from the state of the corpses that the pent-up anger and hatred harbored by the slaves was no small matter.

During all that, Lorist followed Engelich to his granddaughter's residence. Along the way, the patrolling slave soldiers greeted him respectfully and the slave families looked at him with hateful eyes.

Lorist was relieved that the slave soldiers did not break any rules, and only killed those who fought without disturbing the women or taking the slave belongings as they wished. Though, perhaps it was because they knew that they had to hand over the loot and would eventually be punished for any attempt at embezzlement. After forcing family members out of their homes, they patiently waited for their next order.

Engelich's granddaughter was very beautiful, white, and had a calm air around her. He stood in front of the courtyard with a terrified expression on his face beside a 16-year-old female servant. Upon seeing his grandfather, he leaped forward and hugged him tightly, unwilling to let go.

Nodding towards a slave soldier who was saluting nearby, Lorist inspected Engelich's grandson before saying, "Let's talk when we are inside. ”

Although the hut was small, it was quite well maintained. Lorist looked at the half-written animal skin on the table and took it to look at it. The words on the animal's skin were orderly and neat except for the latter, which ended in a very long stroke. It seemed obvious that he was writing documents when the slave soldiers attacked.

"Do you copy the book?" Ask Lorist. The girl timidly nodded.

"Your words are pretty neat," praised Lorist.

"Engelich, it's time for you to hand over your belongings," Lorist continued.

The old man's expression became sad as he entered a small room and took out a small box with an animal skin book. As he opened the box, a pile of glittering gold coins could be seen.

“This ... It contains all my savings during this time. There are 1437 gold Ford in it, ” said the old man with a sad heart.

Taking out a single gold coin, Lorist said, "Older sir, do you know how much blood and tears are spilled for this gold coin? These coins are not clean and stained. If you spend it, one day you will face the consequences. If you are not punished, in the end, your descendants will do it. I think it would be better for both of us if I took it and resolved the matter for you. ”

He then took out a pouch from his pocket and threw it at the old man. “In it there are 10 strange gold coins that are clean and deserve and not the product of anyone's suffering. You can spend it with a good conscience, knowing that no one is harmed because of that gold coin. I'll give it to you. ”

"As for this Air Force attribute manual ...." Lorist flipped through the manual and threw it at the young girl at the side. "Have your granddaughter make me a copy and keep the original for yourself. During these two days, you should stay here with your granddaughter and her female servant while I think about how I should handle you. If you need anything, just tell the patrolmen outside, got it? ”

The old man quickly saluted and said, “Thank you, sir. I'll wait for your next instructions. ”

Lorist then took out a box filled with gold coins and left the hut.