Li Wei frowned and looked at Alta, asking uncertainly: "What you said just now is true? The people in the Lancelot camp really go to the poor camp to recruit villagers every day? And the number is different every day?"

Alta nodded and said with confusion: "Although this situation sounds a bit strange, the three groups of people I sent to confirm the authenticity of this matter. What's even more strange is that the people who were looking for were people in poor health, and it seemed that the elderly, weak, sick and disabled were more popular with them."

When Li Wei heard Alta's report, his eyebrows frowned even tighter. Judging from the situation when he arrived at the Lancelot camp that day, Lancelot's army was a mature army, with enough civilians, so he didn't have to recruit from outside. Moreover, the role of civilians was mainly needed when marching and camping. Now that all the troops have been placed in the camp, they do not need too many civilians to waste food.

And even if there are special reasons for the need for civil servants, then it is enough to recruit people at one time. Why do you need to recruit people in small quantities every day? What is the point? And it also requires the elderly, weak, sick and disabled? This is simply a brainless act! What is Lancelot selling in the gourd? Is it because of his chivalrous spirit that he wants to save those cannon fodder?

However, Li Wei quickly dispelled this idea. Judging from yesterday's conversation, Lancelot is the same type of person as himself and is a realist, so he will not do such idealistic actions. If he really does, then he must have his special meaning.

But, what exactly is this? Li Wei thought hard, trying to find the key points in this series of strange things. He had a premonition that these series of events were related to Lancelot's plan, and even that plan was hidden in it. Everything was separated by a veil, but Li Wei could not lift the thin layer of veil.

Seeing Li Wei thinking hard, Alta couldn't help but ask curiously: "Li Wei, what's wrong with you? Although bringing the poor into the mercenary camp may cause health risks to the members of the mercenary camp. But even if the plague broke out, it was the case of the Lancelot army. The camps are so far apart, and even if the outbreak of the epidemic is still sufficiently prepared..."

Alta's words were like lightning in the dark night, which suddenly woke Li Wei from the layers of fog!

Li Wei said excitedly: "It turned out to be this! The plague, it turned out to be a plague! This is the plan he prepared..." But soon Li Wei's face darkened and he whispered a little ugly: "But if it was a plague, how did he use it? And how did he ensure that the poor people will have plague? Can the plague really be controlled by people?"

Seeing Li Wei's shocked expression. Alta was about to ask something, but he heard Li Wei say in a low voice: "Arta, send someone to stare at Lancelot's camp again. See if they have transported supplies and other things out of the camp these days. And check as much as possible where the poor people who were drawn by the Lancelot's army are now..."

"Li Wei, do you really want to do this? If you really want to get the information from the poor, we are likely to have conflicts with mercenaries like Lancelot. This... is it really good?" Alta said hesitantly when he heard Li Wei's words.

Although I don't understand why Li Wei is so nervous about the poor. But Alta knew that under the current circumstances, it was not a wise move to offend Lancelot, a popular guy. This would likely cause hostility to the entire mercenary camp, and might even make his own team of men slaughter on the battlefield.

Li Wei said with a ugly face: "Don't worry about them, even if the mercenary camp has any opinions, if my idea is true, then the entire mercenary camp, no, not only the mercenary camp, but even us. The entire Roman army, and even the rebels of Constantine III, will probably become someone's pawns..."

Seeing what Alta wanted to say, Li Wei waved his hand and signaled Alta to do his thing. He himself sat in Mazari in the tent, looking at the direction of the Lancelot camp. He sighed heavily and whispered: "I hope my idea is wrong, I hope you are not that crazy... I hope everything is my random thoughts!"

When Li Wei was thinking, time spent a few days without realizing it. At this time, there were still two weeks before the rebels of Constantine III attacked Paris. While waiting for the information from Alta and the others, Li Wei ordered his men to arrange a battlefield and prepare to wait for the arrival of a decisive battle.

During this period, after the unremitting efforts of a group of people, Alta also completed the tasks assigned by Li Wei. At the same time, he also investigated what he cares about.

"Are you saying that the poor people who were recruited can't be found at all?" Li Wei said to Arta in a low voice, "Is this news reliable? Are there a large group of people? How could all be missing?"

Alta shook his head and said with a somewhat ugly face: "To be precise, they are all dead. And the bodies were insulted and were cut and buried in different places."

Li Wei did not rush to speak, but instead asked in a calm tone that was not as calm as a human, "Tell me everything out. Don't miss a slightest! This matter is related to the life and death of all of us."

"Yes!" As if he realized the strangeness among these things, Alta didn't ask much this time, and directly told Li Wei all the experiences he had seen these days.

"After receiving your order, I took people to monitor the camp in Lancelot. Except for the camp recruiting some civilians every day, there is no other special place in this camp, just like our camp. However, the traces of the "civilians" did not appear in the camp. The daily machinations were done by soldiers wearing armor... The civilians seemed to have disappeared out of thin air."

"At this time, I felt something was wrong, but I couldn't say it. It took a few days to see some abnormal situations as we approached the evening. A team of soldiers escorted some supplies and set out outside the camp in the dark."

"I felt strange at that time, why did these soldiers choose to transport supplies at this time of evening? And they also looked so sneaky, afraid of being discovered, so I took my people with me..."

ps:

Not good at writing...
Chapter completed!