He walked back to the house, put on two pieces of scale armor, and put on leather armor outside.
Two guards led the way, and a group of three riders headed straight for the scavenger camp.
The sound of horse hooves.
People who had just returned from outside and scavengers on the road gave way to both sides of the road early when they heard the sound of horse hooves.
Some distance to the west of the camp is a gathering place for scavengers.
Further west from here is a large lake.
Tang Wen rode all the way to the lake shore and met his subordinates from the hunting camp.
"Commander Tang!"
"Zhou Tong led his men and chased him along the path."
"Chasing?" Tang Wen was surprised.
"Well, we found the footprints of leather boots in the woods ahead. Those missing scavengers were taken away by someone."
Tang Wen raised his thick eyebrows. Could it be that the Black Mountain camp was short of slaves?
It's possible that they got the coal mine just when they needed manpower.
It seems that the missing scavenger will die of exhaustion in the coal mine.
It’s true that people in troubled times are not as good as dogs in prosperous times.
He sighed, not wanting to save the scavengers at all.
The sun went down, and the dense forest in front of me became silent.
"Quack, quack," a red-eyed crow flew overhead, as if announcing a funeral.
Following the traces of Zhou Bing and others, Tang Wen walked into the path.
In less than half an hour, he met Zhou Bing and others who were returning.
"What did you find?"
First he smiled at him, then Zhou Bing shook his head and said: "The other party came well prepared. First they drove the people away. When they got to the front, they brought the horses and carried the people away."
The two of them walked back side by side, and Tang Wen expressed his guess.
Zhou Binghe agreed, and she also thought it was the Black Mountain Camp that did it.
The two agreed.
"It seems that the Black Mountain ghosts have not been taught enough lessons! The arrests are coming to our door!"
Back at the camp, the two of them analyzed the situation with Commander Zhang, who was in charge, and the latter immediately sneered.
He has a bitter feud with the Black Mountain camp, and of course he advocates giving the Black Mountain ghosts a lesson.
Commander Zhang said: "In the Black Mountain camp, there is only one general-level black old ghost active every day. He will not go out easily. Therefore, the guy who comes to steal people at night is at most the commander and the leader. Why don't we catch him first? ?”
Tang Wen and Zhou Bing looked at each other, and the former said calmly: "Of course there is no problem in squatting down for a while. But when a lion fights a rabbit, you still need to use all your strength. You should inform General Zhao."
After the news was reported, General Zhao arrived within a quarter of an hour, followed by two commanders.
"These black mountain ghosts dance very well!"
General Zhao's eyes were full of evil spirits.
Tang Wen explained: "It's just speculation at the moment, there is no evidence yet."
General Zhao waved his hand: "Evidence? What we say is evidence!"
Look at the others as they should be.
Tang Wen shook his head and said: "No matter what, we still need to figure out their purpose of arresting people! If it's just mining, it doesn't matter. I'm afraid there are some factors we don't know about."
General Zhao frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "That's fine, then we'll split up and stay guarded at night. Arrange a few hunting teams to guard the road to the Black Mountain camp."
"Okay, we'll make arrangements tonight. There's also a scavenger camp, and I'll send a few people to live in it."
After saying that, seeing that there were no objections from the people in the room, Tang Wen said to General Zhao: "General, just in case, I have to ask you to come to the outer city camp to calm down in the next few days."
"Well, I'll stay here tonight."
After receiving this sentence, Tang Wen breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, according to his analysis, the Montenegro camp was doing such abductions secretly.
There is a high probability that generals will not be dispatched, not even commanders.
After all, when it comes to masters, they want face;
Secondly, to deal with a group of scavengers who don't have enough to eat, ordinary guards are enough.
When hunting guards are dispatched, they are overqualified.
But what if!
Tang Wen didn't want to take risks.
Just imagine, after the guard noticed the incoming person, he fired a resounding arrow.
I stupidly rushed over to take a look, okay, a general-level strongman, what will I do then?
Are you going to kneel on the spot?
Shouting: Wen, I have been wandering for half my life, I just hate...
He shook his head, turned around and asked the messenger to call all the captains of the ten hunting camp teams.
After a while, the ten captains arrived.
General Zhao arranged everything one by one according to what he just said:
One team went to the coal mining area to squat and wait to see if any slaves were sent there.
The second team lurked on the only way to the Black Mountain camp.
The task of the third team is to go to the scavenger camp every night to see if they can block the intruders.
They are all surveillance tasks, nothing difficult.
A small team has enough manpower and just takes turns day and night.
The three captains went down to prepare.
The other seven hunting teams are also not allowed to herd sheep.
At least half of the group must stay at the camp every night.
Before the matter is resolved.
Tang Wen and Zhou Bing also had to live in the camp.
However, three days passed in a row.
Nothing happened.
General Zhao couldn't wait any longer: "The drought is coming. I have many things to do and I can't stay in the outer city forever. You two should be considerate."
After a few words of explanation, he took the people away.
Tang Wen was reluctant, but had no reason to stop him.
On the fourth night, he was on duty and fell asleep in the lounge, never sleeping well.
Fortunately, the night was uneventful.
As five days passed, the supplies brought by the three hunting teams were used up and the food was eaten.
They sent people back one after another to report, but they didn't see anything suspicious for five days. Not to mention people in the wild, there wasn't even a ghost.
The people in the scavenger camp did not disappear again.
Zhou Bing guessed: "Could it be that the Black Mountain Ghost is short of many people. After capturing those hundred and ten people, will the manpower be enough?"
Could it be such a coincidence?
Tang Wen didn't believe it, but it was not an option to keep asking the team to do this kind of surveillance.
The severe drought has begun. He has built a three-story cellar and is about to proceed with the next step of stocking up on food.
There is no time to protect scavengers.
He decided: "Withdraw! Inform teams one, two and three to withdraw today."
"yes!"
The sentry took the order and left.
Seeing that there were only two people left in the room, Tang Wen said to Zhou Bing: "Next, I want to let three teams go to the wild for training every day."
"zipper?"
Ice Beauty has never heard of this word.
Tang Wen took her slender green palm, played with it and said, "Currently, the wild beasts in the forest have not migrated due to the drought. We need to stock up on some meat."
Zhou Bing glared at him angrily, shook his head and said, "Hunting is okay, but meat can't be stored, and it's not winter. Even if you use salt to pickle it, where can you get so much salt?"
The salt in the camp is rock salt, which comes from the mountains and is not easy to purify.
It is no problem to ensure that everyone has salt to eat.
But if you want to use hundreds or even thousands of kilograms of pickled food, that's impossible.
Tang Wen did not answer, but pointed outside the city wall and said: "These trees around our camp must be cut down, otherwise when there is a drought, the trees will dry up and catch fire easily. The green branches of these trees can be used to make smoked bacon."
"Bacon?" Zhou Bing was puzzled: It's another new word.
Tang Wendao: "I also learned by chance that bacon does not need to use too much salt, and the dried meat can be stored for more than half a year."
"Okay! Since you want to do it, let's try it." Zhou Bing had never heard of smoked meat, but she believed in Tang Wen unconditionally.
Tang Wen raised his hand and rubbed her smooth face. The white jade-like skin became warmer and turned red.
"Let's go find the chef."
"So late."
"Sooner rather than later."
Tang Wen did not dare to delay when it came to the issue of having enough food.
Early on the sixth day, he led three hunting teams out of the city.
A team was arranged to cut down trees.
The other two teams plus him made a total of twenty-one people.
Divide into seven groups and go into the forest to hunt.
Speaking of which, this world is densely forested but not rich in products.
The climate where the Flame Camp is located is somewhat similar to the Northeast in the previous life.
But there is no rich product like "beating roe deer with a stick or scooping up fish with a gourd".
Tang Wen had been hunting for several months and had only seen a few animals. There were only a few animals, and they were all difficult to catch.
He speculated that first, the alienated beasts ate more;
Secondly, the environment is harsh.
Natural disasters are not only a test for people, but also for animals.
In the evening, the hunting team's harvest was average.
More than a dozen martial arts disciples, in their previous lives, were at least fighting champion level masters.
At the end of the day, each person harvested less than 10 kilograms of meat.
I haven’t consumed much food yet.
But that's not how the accounts were settled. The food they ate was provided by the camp.
And the prey that is caught belongs to oneself.
On the seventh day, hunting continued.
But as soon as he went out, the omen was not good.
A red-eyed crow followed them, and Tang Wen raised his hand to knock it down.
But the archers in the team said that it was unclear how to kill this thing, and its meat was too sour and unpalatable.
Only then did Tang Wen give up.
The harvest of this day was indeed average.
On the eighth day, Tang Wen was preparing to go hunting.
Suddenly a guard came to report: "Commander Tang, we received news that another person disappeared in the scavenger camp last night!"
"Huh?" Tang Wen turned his head suddenly, his eyes sharp.
