7 Farmers' Union

"What!! Are you planning on rebelling the bandits?"

"Are we forming some sort of suicide squad?"

"Really Zorin, I thought you were smarter than this"

There were seven individuals before Hanzo; they were assembling inside Zorin's home, four of them perched on the seats and the other three were merely remaining next to them, Zorin was likewise sitting yet on the opposed side of the table.

They already accumulated the owners of the farm that were forcedly entrusted with providing the marauders with sustenance. Some of them were apparently not content with the proposed plan

"Now who is this young fellow ?", an old man sitting on the seat took a look at new face remaining next to Zorin.

" This is Hanzo; he's the person who spared Gherin, Abgner was requested to kill the old man, they were warry about the diminishing supply," Zorin replied.

"Indeed, Yes, I'm certain the similar thing will likewise transpire on the off chance that we give lesser and lesser later on," an old lady remarked.

" If just the kingdom wasn't such in a bad position, they'll most likely send warriors to deal with those mongrels!"

"However, even thou we concede to Zorin, the possibility that we'll succeed is lesser than the chance that we die together," a man who is remaining at the back of the sitting farm owners commented.

"We never said that every one of you would deal with the hand to hand battle," Hanzo answered.

"Truly, since the most of us here are the about an about the same ages as I am, we are no utilization in battling with swords. Hanzo and Zorin and the others will deal with that; we should do what Hanzo need us to do", Gherin endeavored to persuade the others.

The others took a gander at each sitting tight for them to talk up.

" Anyway, who is this Hanzo anyway? Why is he the one leading the rebellion?"

"Yeah, is he some kind of war expert? How did he actually kill Abgner anyway?"

Two of the standing men asked discourteously.

" No the chubby man's not dead, I just ran him over with my ride, and that broke one of his arms."

"What?!!"

The others had a look of disappointment while Hanzo just grinned reviewing the occurrence.

"You don't need to stress over Hanzo, you can believe me if I said that his abilities would help the rate of our success," Zorin endeavored on boosting their condition.

"I guess it's worth the wager; We can't rely on some bandits if we live or die, I trust Zorin and this young man to take back our freedom," one of the old men bravely said.

Some of them nodded while the other's still dithered.

"Are you certain nobody will give us up?", Hanzo whispered to Gherin.

"No, No, every one of us extremely detested the Trolls, we were simply compelled to give them, hell, they simply visit when they require the harvest, they just some scrooges," Gherin replied.

"If that's what you say," Hanzo hesitated. Then he took a glance at the two men as they glance at Danzo with disdain.

After a concise survey, every one of them, at last, concurred and afterward one of the proprietors asked,"How are we going to help?", the man took a gander at Zorin sitting tight for him to answer and he just said:" Hanzo's the one leading the attack, I'm just a leader of the Farmers Union."

"It is safe to say that you are sure about what Abgner said?".

"Indeed leader."

"You're right, he didn't simply stumble on his way to Gherin's," a bald man talked holding a wooden cup, he at that point made a motion offering it to the next man who's vigorously breathing.

"Much appreciated, leader," the man happily acknowledged some water; the bald man got the wooden glass after the man quickly drank every last bit of it.

"There's a probability that every one of the farmers are doing likewise, finding ways to make extra, I assume their life isn't sufficient present for them", the bald man grinned,"But still it's simply plausibility no matter what we can't let the man who dares hurt one of mine carry on a day longer".

"Leader, consider the possibility that he already turned back?", the man asked with wavering.

"Turn back you say… I can ask my accomplices, to get the man and turned him over to us, I'll personally do him", the bald man replied with certainty.

"Presently on the off chance that he dauntlessly plan to proceed, it will be easier for us," he included.

"I comprehend, I won't inconvenience you now Leader," the man endeavored on going out.

" Don't overlook the bridge watchers, instruct them to square any individual who tries to pass the bridge, let them shoot any individual who rather tries to swim, inspire them with rewards," he requested.

The man consciously pivoted and replied with a yes at that point went out on his way, a couple of minutes gone.

" You discovered anything?".

"Truly, you will be stunned by the news that I bring," after the man got out another man came in and said those words that made the bald man smile" Ohh.. what is it?".

" It's as yet going to hurt so simply remain still there."

"I know, I'm the one feeling the agony," Abgner was laying on a pile of roughage, the past man joined him. They were right now inside a third story stone tower.

" I'll go check above if a wagon is coming," the other man educated Abgner who's attempting to lay himself serenely. When Abgner at long last found the most agreeable position, he took a gander at the gateway," It will be dark soon," his face was brimming with stress. A few moments later, the man, at last, went down,"I'll light the light, I'm entrusted to look for this tower, so I'm utilized being with Benj constantly, you most likely don't feel safe, I comprehend thou." The man saw Abgner took a look at the entryway, he at that point hang the light on an orbited press put in the stone wall.

"If somebody passes the tower, we'll know whether it's the merchant, it's impossible he can easily see the road without light or the like," he said with an ameliorating voice.

"What are you talking about? I'm not scared, I'm ravenous and-".

"Why didn't you say so? Here", the man offered Abgner corn, he stepped up with regards to pushed the wagon inside the tower. In the wake of seeing Abgner eat the corn, the man lit another light and went on the highest floor, the murkiness as of now immersed everything so all Abgner can detect were the agreeable sheaf and the sound of strides and the glinting light that went along with it.

"I'm not safe here… I have to go back to the camp", he whispered to himself.