Warhammer in a box

Chapter 163 Knight Master
A few days later, Mogiana also arrived at the caravan under escort.

She was sitting in the carriage, wrapped in a black robe, with only her eyes showing. She looked quite exotic.

Although her special status of being half human and half vampire will not allow her to be harmed by the sun, it will still make her weak.

She walked into the house where Otto and others were staying, and Otto was already waiting there.

Seeing Morgiana coming in, Otto helped her luggage like a gentleman.

"Hello, Lady Morgiana, Fairy of the Lake."

"Don't call me the Lake Fairy, Lord Otto. I am no longer her believer."

There was a hint of hatred in Mogiana's eyes when she said this. The deeper her love was at the beginning, the deeper her hatred is now.

"Sir Otto, you are his Rogue Trader. You don't need to address me with honorifics. Just call me Morgiana. Sir Rebecca, tell me that you will help me save the Bretonnians from their lies!"

"Of course, this is also the mission bestowed upon me by the great Divine Emperor."

"So when are we going to set off?"

"Please take a rest today, we will set off tomorrow!"

And the next day, the Jaeger Chamber of Commerce team headed towards Bretonnia under the puzzled gazes of all the merchants in Marienburg.

He left behind personnel to establish trade routes and branches.

No one could understand why they wanted to go when many caravans had already suffered serious losses.
As the caravan left, there was also a group of people following the Jaeger Chamber of Commerce.

This is a team of Slaanesh cultists. The environment of Marienburg is simply a breeding ground for them, and part of Marienburg's high-level officials have definitely been infiltrated.

And this caravan from Terra also attracted their attention.

"Sir, it seems like there's a tail following us!"

The guard came to Otto's ear and said.

"Try to kill them!"

The caravan cavalry immediately rushed towards the enemy after receiving the order, but the enemy seemed not to want to conflict with Otto and others at all. Once they saw the cavalry charge, they hid in the dense forest nearby.

"Forget it, forget about them. Once we get to the Bretonnian town, if they dare to follow us in, we'll kill them once and for all!"

The four-wheeled caravan moved very fast. When people were tired, they could sleep in the car. When they were tired of driving, they could take over. In less than two days, they reached Bretonnia along the road.

And the first Bretonnian village appeared before their eyes.

"Sir, shall we go in?"

"Let's go in and take a look. We don't know what's going on in Bretonnia yet. Maybe we can get some information from the people inside. Put away the weapons first!"

The huge caravan immediately attracted the attention of the village.

A small number of soldiers in the village climbed up the low watchtower and picked up the simple bows and arrows in their hands.

"Stop! The team in front stops!"

The soldier's hands began to tremble as he looked at the moving steel monster in front of him.

He chanted the name of the goddess in an attempt to give himself courage.

The ordinary people of Batto live an even more miserable and ignorant life than those in the Empire. They are called soldiers, but in fact they are just serfs who have taken up arms.

In addition to a very small number of standing soldiers, when Bretonnia went to war, it would use a few bags of grain to recruit serfs from its own territory to join the war.

However, the serfs were particularly enthusiastic about this seemingly cheap way of paying. If they did not join the army, they would starve to death! If they joined the army, they would have food to eat, and the food they exchanged could allow their families to live another winter. In Bretonnia, knights were the only thing that mattered, and there was no room for ordinary serfs to rise. If they were recognized in the war and became a knight's squire or a sergeant, it could be said that this was the pinnacle of a serf's life.

Some people may think that Bretonnia can’t even support its people?
But in fact, the land in Bretonnia is much more suitable for planting than the Empire! However, most of the annual output of a serf must be handed over to the knights and nobles, leaving them with very little.

A caravan guard rode to the front of the village. Looking at the bows and arrows in the hands of the serfs, he felt that they could not even break their defense.

"We are a caravan from the Empire! We would like to take a short break here! If you cannot make a decision, you can report to your Knight Master!"

"But...but...those steel monsters behind you..."

"That's a carriage! It's new to the Empire! There are only a few of us, and we mean no harm, so don't worry!"

But the serfs still didn't dare to open the door, but soon, a man who seemed to be in charge came to the watchtower.

"Show me your goods!"

The guard looked back at Otto, who nodded, and soon, boxes of food and daily necessities were placed on the ground.

There are also some exquisitely crafted ornaments, all of which were purchased in Marienburg.

After seeing these things, the man seemed to think that it was unlikely that the thugs would carry such things.

And there is nothing much to gain from this village of mine.

In addition, due to the recent chaos in the country, few caravans are willing to travel for business, and their small villages are in great need of supplies from these caravans.

"Okay, open the gate and let this caravan in!"

At the man's wave, the door opened, and Otto led the caravan in.

And the man was already waiting at the door.

Otto walked forward and asked politely, "Are you the manager here?"

The other party also replied: "I am the village chief here, my name is Beno, this place belongs to Knight Leo's fiefdom, I manage this place for Lord Leo."

"Hello, village chief. Is there any vacant space in the village where we can rest temporarily? We also have some goods to sell!"

"Of course, there are plenty of open spaces in the village. I'll take you there right away!"

Soon the caravan stopped in an open space, and the guards put out some goods, which quickly attracted most of the people in the village.

These serfs were dressed in tattered clothes, and many of them looked pale and thin, obviously suffering from malnutrition due to long-term lack of food. Many of them were children.

The guards in the caravan felt a little bit sorry and gave some food to the children for free. Unexpectedly, it caused a riot. The serfs begged the guards for more food, and this behavior gradually turned into robbery!
"They are crazy. They are all crazy. How long have these people not eaten? I clearly saw a lot of food growing on the land here."

There was no way the serfs could defeat the strong guards, and the riot was soon quelled, and the village chief also rushed over.

Mogiana saw all of this, and now in her mind, all of this was caused by Lilith. If it weren't for her advocacy of knights, Bretonnia would never be like this now, and these people would not be living so miserably.

"Everyone get out of the way! The Knight is coming!"

After hearing this sound, all the serfs scattered and knelt on the ground.

A tall young man riding a warhorse came towards here with several knights and attendants.

It can be said that these knights are incompetent, but it cannot be said that their fighting ability is weak. They have received strict training since childhood.

"Lord Leo!"

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