Volume 1: Trials Chapter 0112: Camp
The fat man didn't know it at the time, but now he vaguely understands that the target of those people is not the Earth Xinglong at all, but his fat pig.
The total value of the goods he brought this time was more than 500 gold coins, and more than 20 carts of fine wine, cigarettes, silk clothes and other luxury goods were enough to make many people tempted.
"I'll make them pay. He said viciously.
In the middle of the night, the cold wind howls through the jungle, and the leaves rub against each other to make a palpitating sound.
A few kilometers away from the camp, in front of the huge skeleton of the Earth Walking Dragon, stood a man shrouded in black robes.
He let out a strange laugh and said in an exclamatory tone: "Ah! perfect bones, perfect bodies, it is better to be my new test subject." ”
As he spoke, he waved his hand slightly, and the entire Earth Walking Dragon skeleton disappeared in place, as if it had never appeared.
After the black-robed man finished doing this, he turned his head to look in the direction where Renard and the others were, and thought thoughtfully: "Forget it, for the sake of you providing me with new test products, I will spare you for the time being." ”
Renard and the others didn't know that the three of them were on the verge of death.
The next morning, Sylvia awoke from her deep slumber and stretched lazily with a satisfied smile on her face.
This is the most solid night she has slept in a few days, after all, the fat man is half of her entourage, and she can always sleep soundly with her own people keeping vigil.
Don't look at Oro who is fat like a fat pig, but his strength is not weak, even much stronger than Renard, and he has reached the realm of a high-level martial artist, otherwise he would not dare to die to provoke the Earth Dragon.
Renard also opened his eyes from a deep sleep, and with the fat man keeping watch for him in the middle of the night, he could barely take a nap and recuperate.
However, the first scene they saw when they opened their eyes made them angry, the fat man Oro was not keeping vigil at all at this time, but lay on his back beside the fire and fell asleep, snoring earth-shatteringly.
Maybe the two of them slept too sweetly and didn't care about this movement at all.
Silvia angrily stepped forward and kicked the other man hard.
Perhaps remembering his responsibility, Oroch suddenly woke up, but the first thing he said was: "Well, what's going on?
Sylvia was speechless, and the reprimand she was about to blurt out was forced back into her stomach: "There is no breakfast, we must set off as soon as possible, otherwise there will be trouble when the pursuers come." ”
Oloch immediately sobered up, rubbed his eyes, and said, "That's right! ”
Renard and Sylvia were speechless one after another, it seems that this fat man is not only worried about food, but also about money.
The fat man muttered as he eagerly picked up the package, then looked at the two and said, "What are you rubbing?
With that, he turned around and strode forward, as if he wanted to reach the endless harbor at once.
Seeing that the fat man was so resolute, Sylvia couldn't say anything more, so she turned over and chased after her.
The three of them had only one horse, so naturally they had to give it to the only lady.
Renard caught up with a pocket full of spatial rings, and he didn't dare to fake such an important thing to outsiders.
The fat man strode in front to lead the way, he obviously not took this road for the first time, only to see that it was wrapped in a brisk step, and the speed was amazing.
In just one morning, the three of them walked nearly ten kilometers, and considering that this is a journey through the mountains and forests, such a speed is terrifying enough.
After climbing a hill, the fat man finally stopped, pointed ahead, and said, "Two miles further there is a makeshift camp, where all the caravans will rest and recuperate, and then arrive at the port of no end in one go." ”
This is already the edge of the forest, and beyond that is the vast expanse of meadows.
The Golden Cinnamon Grassland is one of the more famous horse farms in the Arthurian Kingdom, and the handsome horses produced here are loved by the nobles.
However, it is not easy to capture these handsome horses, after all, ordinary war horses can't catch up with these fast guys, and there are still several large and small bandits entrenched in this grassland, which invisibly increases the difficulty of catching.
Therefore, whether it is a nobleman who wants to catch a horse or a merchant who is about to cross the meadow to the Endless Harbor, they all have to travel in groups.
"If I'm guessing correctly, my caravan should be there too. The fat man said hatefully.
After about an hour, Renard finally saw the camp that the fat man was talking about.
It was a very rudimentary makeshift camp, perhaps due to disrepair, and the walls around it had already collapsed, but it was still able to hold back the attacks of the wild beasts.
There was a lot of noise in the camp, and it was clear that there were not many caravans gathered here, all of them setting up tents or grooming horses and mules, apparently to spend the night here.
"It's finally here!" said the fat man, a slightly tired voice.
Sylvia was also relieved that this was no longer within the reach of Earl Ian's minions, meaning that she was safe.
The fat man rested for a moment, cheered up again, and said, "Let's go! Hurry over, and we'll teach those untrustworthy mercenaries a lesson later!"
Renard looked helpless: "Don't count me." ”
Sylvia nodded approvingly: "And me." ”
Oloke: "......"
"Stop!" When the three of them were less than twenty meters away from the camp, a low cry suddenly came from behind the camp wall, apparently spotted by the camp guards.
"I'm Oloke. After hearing this voice, the fat man suddenly became angry: "Is the person in charge of the sentry the death-fearing ghost of the Wind Mercenary Group?"
"Oroe?" the voice looked a little surprised, and then an emaciated warrior stepped out from behind the camp wall.
"It's really you, you actually came back alive, I saw you swallowed by the Earth Walking Dragon with my own eyes, how is this possible?" The other party was even more shocked after seeing Oroque's face clearly, and even a little incredulous.
Seeing this, the fat man sneered: "Sure enough, it's the garbage of the Wind Mercenary Group, your regiment's name is really right, as long as you encounter danger, you will run away as fast as the wind." ”
For the fat man's sarcasm, the warrior selectively ignored it.
The fat man's face suddenly became gloomy: "Why, are you not going to let me in when you are staying here, do you want to embezzle my goods?"
Then the fat man's voice suddenly doubled: "Aren't you afraid that I will go to the commander of the Endless Harbor Navy to sue you, he is my distant cousin." ”
Olao's words obviously stimulated the other party, and the warrior was silent for a moment, obediently getting out of the way, and at the same time smiled flatteringly: "How come, we are always looking forward to your return. ”
Hearing this, the fat man looked sarcastic, pushed the other party away, and swaggered into the camp with Renard and the two.