Being a knight is not easy

Chapter 314 Chance Encounter
Each attack by bandits and thieves would provoke a strong reaction from the nobles of the Middle Kingdom, who would immediately demand that William and his men quell the unrest.

William and Noah led the border guards on numerous journeys, initially obeying the nobles' demands, but as time went on, they began to realize something was amiss.

"Why do these nobles always make us handle these things while they themselves hide in the background and enjoy their comforts?" William frowned, his mind filled with doubt.

Nu Yi nodded: "And every time we go to quell the rebellion, it seems like we can never catch all the thieves. It's like they're deliberately wearing us down."

After a difficult campaign to quell the rebellion, William and Nooyi began to reflect.

They realized they might have been caught up in a conspiracy, and that the Middle-earth nobles did not truly consider them allies.

“We can’t let them use us like this anymore.” William clenched his fist, a resolute light rekindling in his eyes.

“But if we don’t obey the nobles’ orders, they might turn against us,” Nui said with some concern.

“Then we can’t continue to be their pawns. We must think about our own future and Lord Roland’s.” William replied firmly.

Under the secret guidance of the Ghost General, William and Noah gradually saw through the true nature of the Middle-earth nobles. They began to break free from their dependence on the nobles and manage and train the border troops more independently.

Seeing their transformation, the ghost general was secretly pleased. He knew that this slave army was developing in the direction he had hoped for and would become a reliable force for his lord in the Central Plains in the future.

The demon general passed on the fifteen basic breathing techniques that Robin had prepared, carefully selecting them to ensure they were best suited to the slave soldiers.

He knew that these slave soldiers had different physiques and talents, and only by teaching them according to their aptitude could they better grasp the essence of breathing techniques.

The demon general spent a great deal of time and effort observing the characteristics of each slave soldier, and then selecting the most suitable breathing method for them based on these characteristics.

This way, their cultivation will be twice as effective with half the effort.

When the slave soldiers began to practice the breathing method taught by the ghost general, they were pleasantly surprised to find that their cultivation speed was much faster than before.

The originally obscure and difficult cultivation process became smoother, the flow of energy within the body became smoother, and the power within the body gradually increased.

Thanks to the Ghost General's propaganda, William and his men's admiration for Robin grew rapidly.

During his training, William deeply felt Robin's wisdom and foresight. He realized that Robin gave them not just a breathing technique, but also hope to change their destiny.

"Lord Robin is truly amazing; he always finds ways to make us stronger," William exclaimed sincerely.

The ghost general also took the opportunity to start promoting the idea that slaves could one day rise up and become masters.

He stood on the training ground, looking at the slave soldiers who were training hard, and said loudly, "Brothers, you were all slaves, looked down upon and oppressed. But now, you have the power given to you by Lord Robin, and you have the opportunity to change your fate."

You must believe that as long as you train diligently, one day you too can become respected and powerful like Lord Robin, and truly rise above your circumstances to become masters of your own destiny!

His words were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples in the hearts of the slave soldiers.

Hope began to gleam in the eyes of the slave soldiers, and they trained even harder, longing to one day truly change their fate.

As time went on, the strength of this slave army unit improved significantly. They were no longer a weak force that could be bullied at will, but gradually grew into a fighting force with a strength that should not be underestimated.

The demon general continued to guide them silently from behind, adding a solid foundation to Robin's plans in Middle-earth.

Robin and his crew settled in a remote village near the western border. This village was very far from the battlefields of the two regions, so the war had not affected them.

The village is surrounded by mountains, and the dense forests act as a natural barrier, keeping the outside world's noise and the flames of war far away.

In addition, the mountain roads are rugged and unsuitable for large-scale military operations, making it a secluded paradise.

The houses in the village are scattered in a well-organized manner, mostly built of stone and wood, with wisps of smoke rising from the chimneys on the rooftops.

In the fields, villagers are working hard, and the lush green crops sway gently in the breeze, like a tranquil green ocean.

Looking at the farmland and the smoke rising from the chimneys, Fengling couldn't help but exclaim, "Is this really within the kingdom's borders?" Her eyes were full of surprise and curiosity.

In her memory, the kingdom was full of traces of war, towns were destroyed, and people were displaced, but this place was like a pure land isolated from the world.

Robin smiled and nodded, "Yes, it's hard to imagine that there is such a peaceful corner in such a war-torn place."

A sense of relief welled up in his heart. After experiencing so much danger and turmoil, seeing such a peaceful scene brought him a moment of solace.

Silva and his teammates relaxed, looking at everything in the village with a hint of envy in their eyes.

“The villagers here are truly fortunate to escape the suffering of war,” Silva said.

Although the village is safe for the time being, the situation in the western border is urgent, and they must reach their destination as soon as possible.

Robin approached an old man resting by a field and politely asked, "Sir, we are travelers passing through this area and wish to travel to the West. Which road is the safest?"

The old man raised his head, looked Robin and his companions over, and then slowly said, "Young men, why do you want to go to the West? It's a place ravaged by war. If you want to be safe, it's best not to go."

Robin smiled and said, "Old man, we have important business to attend to in the West, and some friends are waiting for us. So please tell us the route."

Seeing Robin's resolute attitude, the old man pointed to a small path behind the village: "Follow this path and cross two mountains to reach the edge of the western border. But be careful on the way. Although the main army won't take this route, you might encounter some small groups of bandits or magical beasts."

"Thank you, sir." Robin thanked the old man and returned to the group.

They rested briefly in the village, replenished their food and water, and then set off along the path the old man had indicated.

As they left the village, they looked back, and the tranquil pastoral scenery gradually disappeared from their sight, but the beautiful scene was deeply imprinted in their hearts.

Suddenly, a father and son working in a field looked over and stared at Robin for a long time. Just as Robin was about to greet them, the two men shook their heads discreetly at him.

(End of this chapter)