I was a knight in the Middle Ages

Chapter 347: A special caravan sneaking into Lista

In the dim valley, "Cooperation?" Alpha raised his head slightly, with a flash of surprise in his eyes. His brows wrinkled slightly involuntarily, as if there was a cloud of doubt between his eyebrows. There was a trace of doubt and confusion in his deep eyes, just like the twinkling stars in the night sky were covered by a layer of gauze, making it difficult to understand his true thoughts.

However, after only a brief moment, he quickly fell into deep thought. He closed his eyes slightly, and a fierce storm of thoughts seemed to have started in his mind. Various possibilities were flying and colliding in his consciousness like colorful petals, and the logical relationships were like intricate threads that he sorted out in an orderly manner.

During this intense and in-depth thinking process, he gradually discovered that although this proposal did sound a little unexpected at first, like a stone that suddenly flew out of the darkness, breaking his originally calm heart. But when he calmed down and pondered carefully, he found that it contained certain rationality and feasibility. The rationality was like a treasure hidden in the fog, waiting for him to explore and dig; the feasibility was like a bridge built between reality and ideal, guiding him in the direction of progress.

"No, I won't cooperate with the bandits. I mean to use the Lista bandits to attract the enemy's attention. At the same time, we must strive to strengthen our own strength and eventually replace the Lista bandits as the masters of this area." Alpha spoke slowly, and every word seemed to carry an invisible force. However, as he said this, he felt an evil breath quietly spreading in his heart. He clearly realized that he was not only using the Lista bandits, but also wanted to completely replace them. This ambition and cruelty made him feel more and more evil.

"Lord Alpha, do you want to be the king of the mountain? Do you want to be a bandit?" Graya's eyes widened, her face full of confusion and puzzlement. After all, in everyone's mind, Alpha has always been the symbol of the Knight of Light, he represents justice, bravery and kindness. With his status, how could he do such a thing? It's like a white cloud suddenly stained with ink, which makes people feel extremely shocked and confused.

"No, why should we become mountain bandits? I mean we should completely control the Philok Passage. This passage directly connects the hinterland of Central Europe with Italy. It is a perfect commercial passage." Alpha said as he slowly walked to the map and looked intently at the area marked with the Philok Passage. His fingers slid gently on the map, as if he was drawing a grand blueprint for the future. The firmness and confidence revealed in his eyes moved people.

"Let's go to the main village of Lista. I want to see what this Manster is." Alpha's voice was steady and powerful. He already had a clear idea of ​​how to deal with this group of refugees. Instead of letting them fend for themselves and let fate take their course, it would be better to let them take root here. Perhaps this would be a key step in changing the fate of this area.

In this vast and mysterious mountain range, the mountain road is rugged and winding, like an elusive dragon entwined on the earth. Every step forward needs to be taken carefully, and if you are not careful, you may slip and fall into the bottomless valley.

At this time, heavy snow began to fall from the sky. The fluttering snowflakes were like countless tiny goose feathers, slowly falling from the gray sky. They danced lightly, casting an even more mysterious and dangerous veil on the already rugged mountain road.

In the snow, the mountain road became slippery and difficult to walk on. Every step took several times more effort than usual. However, Alpha and Graia trudged along the steep mountain road with firm belief and strong will. Although the cold wind was so cold that it hurt their cheeks, they never stopped.

Finally, after a long and arduous journey, the two arrived at the main village of Lista at around 7 or 8 o'clock the next night. When they looked up at the magnificent scene in front of them, they could not help but marvel at it. The rock wall, which was several dozen feet high, stood in front of them like a towering giant, exuding a daunting aura.

Alpha knew that it was almost impossible to break through this extremely solid wall with human power. This wall seemed like an insurmountable natural barrier between them and victory. To capture Lista, they had to rely on ingenious strategies, find the weak links in the wall's defense, and cleverly break through the enemy's defenses.

Just as Alpha stood on the treetop, frowning and thinking hard about how to deal with the situation, suddenly, a huge caravan came into his sight. The caravan was approaching slowly from the north, and the team was so huge that it was almost impossible to see the end at a glance. Alpha was full of doubts and surprise, after all, this was a time of war!

In the north, there are the Birmingham Army, who are aggressive and ready to attack at any time; in the middle, there are the Lista bandits, who have been entrenched for a long time, and these bandits are cruel and cunning, eyeing everything around them; at the southern entrance and exit, there are the Anthony Survival Army, who are also struggling for survival. In such a complicated situation, how did these caravans safely pass through this dangerous area?

"Lord Alpha, look, they seem to be discussing something with Lista's people." Through the mottled moonlight, Graya could vaguely see that the caravan was communicating with the main camp of Lista. There was a hint of doubt and curiosity in her voice.

"Let's go and take a look." Alpha made a decisive decision. He took Graya's hand and slowly approached the caravan under the cover of heavy snow. They carefully shuttled between the crowd and vehicles, trying to avoid attracting other people's attention.

"Which team are you two from? Why are you running around?" Just as Alpha and Graia were about to approach the edge of the caravan, a stern scolding suddenly rang out, startling the two of them.

"Come and watch over the carriage. If you keep running around, you won't get paid." The roaring voice came from a fat foreman. His face was full of flesh, and his eyes revealed a fierce and impatient look. He mistakenly thought that Alpha was one of those coolies who didn't follow the rules and ran around randomly, so he shouted loudly.

"Master, we are just horsemen going to the toilet. We are going to drive the caravan." Alpha reacted quickly and made up a reasonable excuse. He kept his eyes on the front because he was close to the rear of the caravan and could hardly see the situation a hundred meters ahead.

"Now you are responsible for driving this carriage, and I will take care of the tasks ahead." The fat man ordered impatiently. After all, the caravan had completely stopped, and it was very painful to move forward in the snow in this heavy snow. The fat man wanted to go to the front to see the situation, so that if there was a chance to enter the city to avoid the snow, he could arrive as soon as possible.

In this way, Alpha and Graia cleverly blended into this huge caravan. However, their position was quite awkward, almost at the end of the caravan. This position made it extremely difficult for them to get information, because the crowd and vehicles in front blocked their sight and also cut off many important information exchanges.

Despite the unfavorable situation, Alpha did not give up. He keenly captured all the movements around him and tried to find clues from the conversations of the coolies. After some efforts, he finally collected some valuable information. It turned out that this huge caravan was not a monolithic group, but was composed of three different groups of people.

The first category is the initiator of the caravan, that is, the owner. They are a combination of nobles and knights, with a distinguished status, and they hardly participate in the daily operation of the caravan. Their primary task is to ensure that the caravan can reach its destination smoothly and negotiate with the main camp of Lista. Regardless of the outcome of the negotiation, they maintain an aloof attitude, as if the operation of the entire caravan has nothing to do with them.

The second category is the combination of merchants and guards, including horsemen and managers. These people are the core force of the caravan and are responsible for maintaining the normal operation of the caravan. They each have their own duties. Some are good at business, some are good at guarding, and some are good at managing horses and materials. They form an employment relationship and each of them serves the caravan with their own skills.

The last category is the laborers who travel with the caravan. They account for more than 70% of the caravan's population and are the coolies who push carts and carry goods. These laborers do not need any wages, as long as they can get a meal, they are satisfied. However, due to the large number of people, food is often in short supply and they often do not have enough to eat. Despite this, they still stick to their posts and contribute their own strength to the progress of the caravan.

On that unknown trade route, the negotiations ahead were like a protracted war with hidden mysteries. Time passed by minute by minute, and after two hours, the tense and subtle atmosphere gradually dissipated. Finally, the convoy seemed to wake up from a deep sleep and began to move slowly and heavily again.

In fact, this seemingly complicated negotiation was nothing more than a repeated struggle over the price. After all, if this huge caravan was to pass through this place, it had to pay a toll to the Lista bandits. This was an unwritten rule that no one dared to disobey. Moreover, now that they had entered the main camp, they had to pay a considerable amount of rest expenses. Every expense was like a heavy stone, weighing on the hearts of the caravan, but none of it could be reduced.

Despite paying the toll to the Lista bandits, the huge caravan still cautiously split into two teams. One team stopped in an open area around the main village of Lista and set up camp in an orderly manner. Their busy figures seemed particularly focused under the dark night sky. Tents were quickly built, as if a temporary defense line was built on this land. The other team slowly moved forward, slowly moving towards the mysterious and unknown area in the main village, and every step was full of caution.

"Lord Alpha, where are we going? Are we going into the city?" Graiya stood beside the carriage, watching the team getting smaller and smaller, with a hint of anxiety in her eyes. She frowned tightly, twisted her hands unconsciously, and her voice was also a little uneasy.

Alpha did not answer Graya's question immediately, but observed the surrounding situation with a calm look. In this huge team, there are many carriages full of goods, but only one in ten carriages can enter the city. There must be some kind of pattern hidden in this. This pattern is like an invisible puzzle that lies in front of Alpha and needs him to solve it.

Just as Alpha was concentrating on thinking, a figure suddenly climbed onto the carriage like a ghost. Before everyone could react, the figure went directly into Alpha's wolfskin coat. Alpha instantly felt the softness and body fragrance of the other person, a breath mixed with mystery and temptation. But he did not show much, and remained calm and composed.

"Go straight into the city." The woman threatened Alpha in a low voice. Although her voice was soft, it was full of unquestionable firmness. At the same time, a sharp knife was pressed against Alpha's waist. The cold blade sent a chill through his clothes. Obviously, Alpha was being held hostage.

"Enter the city." Alpha knew that the situation was critical and he did not have much choice. He could only obey the other party's threats helplessly.

"Don't you two know the rules? You can't enter the city with your identities." Alpha and Graya had just driven the carriage into the main area of ​​the camp when they were stopped by the fat foreman. The fat foreman had a face full of flesh and his eyes revealed a greedy and cunning look. He put his hands on his hips and blocked the carriage's way.

"Boss, we were originally driving the carriage in front, please make some concessions!" Alpha held the other party's hands, trying to ease the atmosphere in this way, and quietly stuffed a purse into the other party's pocket. The purse was bulging with a lot of gold coins, which sparkled attractively under the light.

"Well, this won't happen again." The fat foreman looked at the money bag in his hand, and his eyes suddenly lit up. I don't know if he was thinking about the money bag or Alpha's explanation worked, but he actually waved his hand and let the two in.

Alpha's heart tightened when he saw the guards coming from the city gate. He suddenly raised his foot and directly sandwiched the woman under her clothes. The woman wanted to struggle, but the arm holding the dagger was cleverly controlled by Alpha, and she couldn't use any strength at all. The whole person was entangled by Alpha and couldn't move.

However, Alpha did not reveal her plan. He cleverly avoided the guards' search, and his face remained calm and composed. Then, he continued on his way, with only one thought in his mind, that is, to try to avoid more trouble and leave this place of trouble as soon as possible.