Chapter 22 (1/2)

Old Burton ignored Bartley's letter for help and refused to send troops. This matter can be small or big.

At a very small age, Bartley was only the fourth in line successor of the Fallon family. The hunting was entirely private and had nothing to do with the Bastille.

It is reasonable whether to rescue or not. After all, the most important task of Bastille is to stay in Bastille to prevent Andes mountain people from going out of the mountain.

It is also a famous saying that Bastille ignored the authority of the Phelan family and failed to fulfill the responsibility of the vassal and deprive them of their rights.

”It doesn't matter whether it's a coincidence or a deliberate layout.” Cleister sighed. ”We had fallen into a trap if we didn't stop the young man from entering the mountain. If we didn't do anything, even if the old prince didn't move us now, he would give us an excuse to move us later.”

”Do you mean, let's send troops to rescue them?” Old Burton's brow wrinkled into a knot in one's heart. He was very wary of sending troops to the Andes mountains.

Because the Andes mountains are so large that they stretch thousands of miles from north to South and more than 2000 miles from east to west. The whole area is larger than that of the plain of Asia Minor. It is not clear how many Andes mountain people are hidden in it, even if he is an old slave hunter.

Anyway, they have been harming here for more than 30 years. The worst year for them to capture slaves is 230000. It's nothing new that the number of Andes mountain people has never been reduced. In recent years, it is not uncommon for Andes mountain people to bypass the Bastille and make disasters.

At present, the Andes mountain people are mainly suffering from the loss. Without a powerful force to integrate them, they are scattered in the mountains. Whether the Byrons in the west, the kentana barbarians on the kentana ice field in the north, or the Odin orcs in the northwest Odin grassland can bully them.

These old Burton seldom organized troops to sweep the mountains. What they were afraid of was that they would beat the mountain people too hard, and then a hero would come out and raise his arms. Those mountain people gathered like locusts and flooded the Bastille, the whole Manyu army leader, and finally the whole Ashan continent. This situation happened more than once in his nightmare.

”Soldiers must be sent out, but if they can be rescued, that's two things.” The invariable smile on kleister's face seemed a little eerie at the moment.

The bull Erikson was at a loss. He didn't understand what kleister meant. However, Bolton was able to understand. He laughed and patted kleister on the shoulder and said, ”people who have read books are quick. Yes, we not only need to save, but also save them in a big way. I will lead the soldiers myself.”

”Why bother the Lord, give me a thousand guards. I promise to bring them back safely.” Erikson, a bull, patted his chest and said, ”those mountain people live in scattered places, and it's inconvenient to transmit information. As long as we move fast enough, there won't be too much trouble.”

Old Burton, who had already had a way out, was in a good mood and said with a smile, ”listen to what you say, this matter can't be left to you. You can gather people. It doesn't need to be more than 2000 people. Each person should carry at least ten days' supply.”

”Yes.” One of the biggest factors that the bull Eriksson loved was loyalty. Even though he didn't understand his orders, he did it first and then, and he was very efficient.

After only half a day, Burton's needed manpower was mobilized. Bastille was a military city, which had perennial friction with Andes mountain people. The garrison was Bolton's private army. The training level and equipment level of the garrison were much better than those noble private troops who had no war for many years and were about to decay. It was called elite.

In the early morning of the next day, the Bastille garrison, led by old Bolton himself, marched out of Bastille and drove down the Jacobean River to the Andes mountains.

Whether it was the fox, clester or old Bolton did not expect that someone had already made a big net in front of him, waiting for them to jump in.

In the final analysis, they still didn't take Anders mountain people seriously. Even though old Burton knew that Andes mountain people had great potential for war, the current situation lasted too long. He thought that this situation would not change much in a short time. They considered more about the threat from Duke Phelan.

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The first person who came to meet Sean was not anyone else. It was Marshall who he sent out to contact his helpers at the beginning. He did not bring many people back directly. There were only about 200 people. These people had one common characteristic: young, the largest was no more than 25, and the youngest was only 13-4.

They were all Sean's lineages, either the orphaned children who had followed him at the beginning, or the orphaned children who had grown up and went out on their own. When they heard Sean's call, they didn't even think about it, so they left what they were doing and came here at the first time.

Only a small part of them came here. At the beginning, in order to give full play to their own value and help more children, these orphaned children did not form a group. Instead, they went to different villages in twos and threes. It is a normal phenomenon that Marshall gathered so many people in such a short time.This is just the beginning. Although Marshall is back, there are more people to contact. It won't be long before they arrive.