Chapter 1,464: Transport Team Composed of Indigenous People

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Britannia Empire, somewhere in the west.

"Sir, look, there is a grain transport team ahead."

Hearing his butler's words, Mude hurriedly looked forward.

Sure enough - in front of them, there was a huge transport team with both the front and rear ends reaching the horizon.

This huge transport team was composed of New World natives who were pushing carts to transport grain.

Although the Britannia Empire is strong, it is far from enough to rely on carts and horses to supply the expedition needs of the 300,000 troops.

So a considerable number of transport teams have to use carts to transport food and fodder.

And those who are responsible for using carts are naturally the cheapest labor force in their Britannia Empire - the natives of the New World.

After the end of the War of Self-Defense, Mude, who was seriously injured and had an arm broken, completely withdrew from the army and returned to his hometown in the west of the empire to live a retirement life.

Mulder thought he could spend the rest of his life peacefully in his hometown.

Unexpectedly, not long after he returned to his hometown, an incident happened that made him feel uncomfortable until now.

That is, Ilsa adopted Camille's suggestion and sent a "slave fleet" to the New World to capture all the natives of the New World and put them in plantations to serve as slaves of their Britannia Empire.

Mulder will never forget his reaction when he learned the news.

He felt dizzy and almost fainted.

After cheering up, Mulder quickly rushed to Pendragon, intending to ask Ilsa to stop the plan of capturing the natives of the New World as slaves.

But he didn't get to see Ilsa in the end.

Ilsa didn't give Mulder a chance to meet her at all...

Mulder also tried to find other friends who happened to be in Pendragon at the time for help.

But all his friends said they could not help.

Because Ilsa was determined to send a slave fleet to the New World.

Even if they united to oppose, Ilsa would definitely go against all odds and carry out the plan of enslaving the natives of the New World.

Unable to stop Ilsa, Mud could only return to his hometown in despair.

Over the years, Mud has never dared to listen to any news about the New World and the plantation.

Mud has always felt extremely guilty about the natives of the New World...

Over the years, he has always had nightmares.

He dreamed of Yari and his friends in the New World.

He dreamed that they were questioning Mud: Aren't we friends? Why do you treat us like this?

Every time he dreamed of this nightmare, Mud would wake up directly.

Over the years, Mud has lost count of how many times he has dreamed of this nightmare.

This morning, Mud received a rumor that a transport team was passing by his hometown.

And the members of this transport team were all the natives of the New World who were mobilized by Ilsa to serve as transport labor, and the soldiers who guarded them.

After learning the news, Mude wanted to come and see these indigenous people for some reason.

He wanted to come and see these indigenous people who he had been feeling extremely guilty about all these years.

Mude traveled light this time and only asked his butler to accompany him.

After riding on a horse with his butler and rushing for a while, Mude saw the transport team. Single

It was exactly the same as the content of the rumor he received-this transport team was composed of indigenous people from the New World.

They were no different from slaves, so they naturally did the hardest work.

These indigenous people had to push heavy carts all the way to the Rhine Front-just thinking about it was terrifying and made my scalp numb.

Even though the distance was a bit far, Mude could still see clearly-the indigenous people who made up this huge transport team were basically hunched over.

Although he couldn't see their faces clearly, Mude guessed that the faces of these indigenous people must be full of fatigue and pain.

On both sides of the transport team composed of these indigenous peoples, there were proud and arrogant Britannia soldiers.

These soldiers were local garrison troops.

Although the local garrison troops were weak in combat power and could not fight against powerful enemies like the Frank army on the front line.

But they could still take care of the unarmed indigenous peoples.

Once they found that any indigenous people were pushing the cart slower, these soldiers would rush up without hesitation, whip the indigenous people several times, and drive the indigenous people with the attitude and movements of driving livestock.

Mude looked at the transport team in the distance with a complicated expression.

At this moment, Mude noticed that an indigenous person suddenly fell down.

Although he didn't know why the indigenous person fell down, he immediately struggled to get up after falling down.

However, perhaps because he was too weak and had no strength, the indigenous person who accidentally fell to the ground could not stand up from the ground in time.

As expected, after the aboriginal was unable to get up in time, several soldiers closest to him immediately rushed over aggressively and punched and kicked the aboriginal.

Although due to the distance, the sound of these soldiers beating the poor aboriginal could not be heard, nor could the sound of these soldiers scolding him.

But Mude could roughly guess what these soldiers would say.

They were probably saying something like "You idiot, get up!"

Mude, who couldn't bear to watch the scene in front of him, gritted his teeth, grasped the reins with his only remaining right hand, tapped the horse's belly, and drove the horse under his crotch towards the transport team.

Mude's butler also hurriedly followed.

"Hey! You guys! Stop it!"

Hearing Mude's shout. The soldiers who were beating the poor natives immediately stopped their violence.

"Who are you?" One of the soldiers shouted at Mude in an unhappy and somewhat vigilant tone.

Mude silently took off the knight's sword hanging on the saddle.

Even if the knight retired from the army, he could still keep the knight's sword.

Mude was worried that when he came to watch the transport team, he would be regarded as a suspicious person by the soldiers in charge of the transport team.

So before leaving, Mude specially brought a knight's sword that could prove his identity.

Mude showed the knight's sword in his hand to the soldiers in front of him.

"I am Mude Hardy, the Knight of Fanlan."

"Although I have retired from the army, I still retain the title of knight and noble."

Hearing Mude's words, the soldiers immediately looked at each other in confusion.

They were just ordinary soldiers and did not know what a knight's sword looked like.

And the sword in Mude's hand did not look like an ordinary sword.

So in order to be on the safe side and avoid offending any senior figures in the army, one of these soldiers ran to find their superior.

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