The commander found that he had been fooled by the "mountain bandits" from the beginning. First of all, the mountain bandits have long known his escort. Then they took advantage of the fog to lure the elite Knights into the dense forest. Secondly, they set up an ambush at the place leading to Haiya castle, so that he could not move rescuers and even escape now.

    Just thinking about this, the commander felt a chill in his back.

    Now, the commander can only listen to fate.

    "Listen, you have only two choices now. The first is to resist to the death, and the result is that you are completely destroyed. The second is to leave all the soldiers and you leave alone." dalena didn''t give the commander too much thinking time

    The commander glanced at the deep forest and thought about the actions of these "mountain thieves".

    "These mountain thieves are so powerful that I don''t know what else they have to do for me." the commander thought

    "Well, I''ll take the second way. Let me go and leave these soldiers at your disposal," said the commander

    The remaining Imperial soldiers looked at their commanders one after another. They did not expect that their officers had betrayed their men in order to escape for their lives. Most of the soldiers suddenly felt cold and lost their will to fight.

    "You can go," dalena waved to the dense forest to release the commander.

    The commander ran to the Haiya fort, and couldn''t even pick up the helmet and weapon that fell on the ground.

    Dalena turned and said to the remaining nogland soldiers.

    "As you can see, your commander ignored your life and death in order to escape for his life. Now, the nobles are accumulating money wantonly, making the people miserable. If you still have a conscience, don''t play for the tiger. If you want to join us, stay. If you don''t want to join us, leave your equipment and go."

    As soon as you say this, the imperial soldiers at the bottom look at me and I think you look very confused. Then a tall Northland imperial soldier shouted yes.

    Soon, other Northland soldiers also expressed their willingness to join them. Only seven German soldiers took off their armor and wanted to leave here. Dalena didn''t stop them and let them go.

    In this way, people returned to the refugee camp with their booty.

    "Lord Maureen, your plan is so successful this time!" gladly said Gladwell

    "It''s better for everyone to cooperate," Maureen said modestly

    "Sir, guess what we robbed this time?" at this time, bevman ran over and said happily

    "What is it?"

    "It''s gold! Eight boxes of gold!"

    "It seems that this time we have intercepted the military pay destined for Haiya fort, and the military will not stop like this," Gladwell said

    "Lord Maureen, what are we going to do next?" bevman asked

    "What we''re going to do next is..." said Maureen

    "Give the gold to the poor?" said Gladwell and bevman in unison, looking at Maureen suspiciously

    "Why? Didn''t you take this action to rob the rich and help the poor?" Maureen also wondered

    "Yes... For the poor"

    "But this is a whole eight boxes of gold." bevman deliberately accentuated the word "gold"

    "Yes, we''ll keep four boxes. The rest will be distributed to the poor villagers nearby." Maureen said firmly

    "Well, Lord Maureen. Since you insist, we''ll do what you say." Gladwell thought about it and said to Maureen

    "That''s it," said bevman

    With that, bevman immediately set about it. He greeted several riding brothers, each with some gold and ran to the village near the camp.

    Through the dense forest, bevman and several of them saw a village not far away.

    "Look, that''s giant bear village. I stayed there for a while when I was a child," one of them shouted

    "Later, we''ll see how happy the people there were when they got the gold." bevman crossed his legs and rode to the village

    The others followed bevman on horseback and rushed to the village.

    "Bevman, you see there seems to be a big fire."

    Bevman stopped his horse and looked down at the place where brother Granville pointed. Sure enough, there was thick smoke.

    "It''s like a robber. The Gladwell brothers cheer up," said bevman

    Several Gladwell brothers pulled out the blades they were carrying.

    "Brothers, rush over."

    Bevman several like lightning across the lush grass, took the robbers by surprise. The robbers were just a gang of scattered robbers, adding up to a total of more than 20 people. Their equipment was poor and their clothes were covered with dust.

    How could such robbers be opponents of those who could beat away the Imperial Army, such as bevman?

    Except for a few robbers who were killed and escaped, the rest all knelt down and begged for mercy.

    "Where did you come from?" bevman asked one of the robbers kneeling on the ground as he got off his horse and patted the dust on his clothes.

    "Sir, we came from Haiya castle. We were ordinary farmers, but we couldn''t stand the heavy taxes of the nobles, so we ran out to be robbers. Sir, this is our first crime, so please forgive us." the robber begged

    Bevman looked at the robber carefully. The robber had rough skin and calluses on his hands. He often worked in the field.

    "OK..."

    Just as bevman was about to let the robbers go, he hurried out of the broken house an old man. The old man stumbled, but he still walked fast, as if afraid of missing something.

    "I can''t let them go, my daughter..." the old man said hard, his eyes full of muddy tears.

    "Speak slowly, old man." bevman ran to hold the old man

    "My daughter... Was by those robbers..." the old man not only burst into tears, but he held bevman''s hand tightly as if he were grasping a straw.

    "Old man, speak slowly and I will be fair for you."

    "My Lord, my daughter was ruined by these robbers." the old man finally held back and finished his words.

    "Sir, please forgive us. We are also timid for a while. We know our mistake." the robbers knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

    Bevman had intended to give this group of robbers a chance, but they committed such a crime. No wonder bevman.

    "Nail them to a stake, pick their tendons with a dagger and let them feed the crows," bevman ordered

    "Sir, we don''t dare any more. Please forgive us."

    Bevman ignored the robbers, but comforted the injured old man and his daughter, and stuffed him with a bag of gold.