I have long forgotten my name. Since I was a child, my parents died and I had no one to guide me, so I wandered around. My world changed that day after I killed two farmers and took what little money they had.
Of course, the good times don¡¯t last long. One day four years ago, when I had just killed a member of a family, I was caught by officers and soldiers. I didn't have enough money to bribe the officials, so I was soon sentenced to death. I thought my life of sin was over.
While I was enjoying my last supper, the guards called me out, and I was knocked unconscious. When I woke up, I was in an ordinary inn in the city. All the people around me were wearing black clothes. Among them, It is a petite woman.
"Do you want to continue living?"
The woman¡¯s voice sounded extremely clear, and the cold voice was devoid of any emotion. The murderous aura coming from the people around her also made me feel a little scared.
The woman didn¡¯t answer when she saw me. He just put aside a coat with black feathers, and then left the house with the group of men in black. That black dress cannot be called luxurious, but the fine workmanship and decoration are indeed of high quality.
"General Black Feather, news from Luo City has arrived." A captain woke me up from my memories.
"What happened? Please report it quickly." I am no longer the young man I was four years ago, and my speech has already eliminated those unnecessary tones.
"Yes, the city lord's son died suddenly at home for unknown reasons. The city lord Zhao Jinghao was too sad and unable to manage the town's affairs. As a result, Luo City is now leaderless and in chaos. It can be said that it is almost defenseless. And according to reliable information, the poppy is still there. Los Angeles."
This good news almost made me laugh. The captain in front of me never dared to raise his head and look directly into my eyes. I knew now was the best time to attack, and the soldiers who had already prepared were waiting for such an opportunity.
After walking out of Anseong Castle, Anseong City has been renovated by my men. Many abandoned buildings have been converted into dormitories, and some blacksmith shops have been preserved to start making deadly weapons. Now I only need to give an order. If not, then Luo City is just looking for something.
"Everyone, listen to me." I cleared my throat, and almost all the captains stopped what they were doing. "Get your troops ready immediately. Tomorrow, we will set off to attack Luo City!" It was just a few words, and soon there was a burst of excitement below.
"Haha, the wine over there must be good. Let's have a good drink then." A group of robbers and criminals only have some discipline when I am around. They have no fear of tomorrow's war or massacre. , almost replacing everything that should have been with fanaticism. For those thugs, perhaps the only moment to prove their existence is when they kill.
I returned to the house and studied the Los Angeles information map I had searched from spies in the past few days. The rough papers were quickly pieced together. The city wall of Luo City is about ten meters high, and it is obvious that it has been prepared for it. The originally planned night attack was definitely not applicable either. Not to mention pretending to go in directly from the main entrance.
The news about Luo City's garrison troops also echoed the topographic map. It said that the regular army only had about two hundred people, and the improvised rabble could be completely ignored. Moreover, the army's equipment was also in disrepair. Compared with its own army, It seems like a joke.
But when I look back and think about it carefully, although all of my men are good at fighting, if they fight with the regular army in Luo City, they will inevitably suffer some losses. And my own army can only have more than 300 people to participate in the battle, and many logistics are still lacking. You have to stay in Ancheng.
"But since the city lord is unable to govern, we must not miss this opportunity." I asked the black warrior next to me, but the black warrior did not answer me, but nodded politely in agreement.
He is the only person I trust. I don't know his identity, but he has been my guard for three years. I barely heard him say a few words. Over time, I even doubted whether he was mute. However, his swordsmanship was so good that those who had called him mute before had already become the dead souls under his sword. I didn't dare to ask him more.
"Oh, what a weird temper." I couldn't help but sigh. He continued to drink Anjou's dark wine. It will still be some time before it gets dark, and I can only pass the time by drinking, but tomorrow I will finally have some fun.