Mount and Blade: Summon five outlaws at the start

The sun was shining, the sky was as blue as a gem, and the white clouds floated in the air like cotton candy, giving people a fresh and comfortable feeling.

However, there was a depressing atmosphere in Kingsley Manor.

The serfs were awakened by the steward's scolding early in the morning. They crawled out of the simple straw hut with sleepy eyes, looking sleepy and tired.

They dragged their heavy steps, their eyes were empty, and they walked towards the farmland step by step like zombies.

The bodies of these serfs had long been exhausted by heavy labor and hard life, but they had no choice but to endure it silently.

They held the shabby farm tools in their hands, as if those tools also carried their endless suffering.

"You damn lazy people, Master Victor was really blind to spend money to buy you." The steward in a cotton robe glared at the serfs fiercely, his eyes full of anger, and his voice exploded like thunder, deafening.

When he found that several serfs were left behind, he immediately became furious and picked up the whip without hesitation, whipping them hard on the back.

Every time the whip fell, there was a crisp sound and the serfs' painful groans.

"Damn it, you dare to dawdle? Master Victor is kind-hearted. He only lets you work for sixteen hours a day and then lets you rest. Is this how you repay him?" The steward's face flushed with anger. He waved the whip and continued to whip the serfs mercilessly.

"Snap!" "Snap!" The whip mercilessly whipped the serfs' backs, smashing their originally tattered coarse linen long clothes.

The bright red bloodstains gradually appeared, seeping out blood, which was shocking.

The serfs gritted their teeth, endured the severe pain, and dared not utter the slightest complaint. They knew that if they resisted a little, they would suffer more severe punishment.

A muffled sound of "thump" was heard, and a serf suddenly fell heavily to the ground, but he was dead.

"What a useless waste!" The steward cursed viciously, and waved to the two manor guards who were watching this scene not far away.

The two manor guards with daggers on their waists immediately walked over quickly, with malicious smiles on their faces: "Steward, let us do this next time."

Another manor guard also echoed: "Yes, yes, it's really boring to stay in this boring manor every day."

"Okay, then leave it to you." The steward didn't care about this matter, waved his hand casually, and turned to walk towards the main castle in the manor.

After entering the main castle, the steward seemed to have become another person. His originally fierce and brutal face instantly became flattering, and his face was full of flattering smiles.

He carefully arranged his clothes, making sure that every detail was impeccable, and then respectfully walked to the second floor of the main castle.

In the room on the second floor, a fat man with a big belly was lying on the velvet bed with his legs spread out, snoring loudly, as if the whole room was shaking with his breathing.

On both sides of him, there were also two young girls with beautiful faces and graceful figures.

However, at this moment, they were all bruised, especially on their chests, which had shocking teeth marks, as if they had been bitten by wild beasts.

There were tears on their faces, and they had obviously experienced great pain and torture. Although they had fallen asleep, it could still be seen from their graceful bodies that they must have suffered inhuman torture last night.

"Thump, thump, thump..."

A crisp sound of footsteps came from far away, and then the flattering steward pushed open the door and walked in.

His eyes flashed with greed, fiercely sweeping over the two white bodies on the bed, then he bowed his head respectfully and said softly: "Master, breakfast is ready, do you need to eat now?"

The fat man on the bed heard the voice, opened his eyes dazedly, glanced at the middle-aged man standing at the door, and muttered: "Oh, it's Abner... What delicious food has the kitchen prepared today?"

"Report to the master, today's breakfast is roasted wild boar meat, smoked fish, milk, and fruits just shipped from Rhine Town yesterday." Abner replied respectfully.

"Wild boar meat again..." The fat man showed a dissatisfied expression on his face, muttered softly, and then his eyes swept to the two sleeping girls on the side, and his eyes suddenly became obscene.

"Abner, you go out first, I'll go down later." The fat man waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.

"I understand, sir." Steward Abner bowed his head and responded respectfully, then slowlyHe left the room and closed the door gently.

Then, he fell into deep thought, wondering whether he should go to the cook downstairs or the maid who was responsible for cleaning.

"Forget it, let's go to Amelia today." Abner said to himself, with a hint of excitement on his face.

Then he left impatiently, with brisk and quick steps, as if he couldn't wait to enjoy the next time.

Kingsley Manor is not too big, the entire manor covers only a few hundred square meters, and the scale is relatively small.

In this manor, there are no other redundant buildings except the main castle for the owner to live in and the necessary facilities.

The manor's defense measures are also quite simple, with only more than four meters high, a wall made of rough stones and two shaky wooden watchtowers at the gate of the manor.

These simple fortifications seem to be difficult to resist the invasion of foreign enemies, but in fact, it is not the case. With dozens of serfs in the manor and a manor guard team of twelve people, ordinary criminals can't break into the manor at all.

At this moment, a guard standing on the watchtower suddenly found two dark shadows approaching slowly in the wilderness in the distance.

As the distance shortened, he finally saw the appearance of the approaching.

A rider and a carriage full of passengers.

This strange combination made him puzzled, and he muttered to himself: "What is going on? Why would such a combination appear here?"

Despite his doubts, the guard still dutifully shouted to his companions below: "Someone is coming towards the manor! Everyone be alert!"

His voice echoed in the manor, attracting the attention of others. The manor suddenly fell into a tense atmosphere. People put down their work, and the serfs in the farmland outside the manor also returned...