Chapter 151: To Zidilan City
For some reason, the sunlight in the desert is much more lethal than the seaside, and the skin will sunburn and peel after being sunburned for a long time.
Jacques, who became a sculptor, didn't have to worry about sunburn, but was still asked by Lily to wear a long-sleeved linen shirt and a Sioux wide-brimmed hat.
The cacti scattered in the desert serve as mobile jugs for the team, and they are squeezed dry to provide water for the horses after a few scarcity rains each year.
Along the way, the White Fox boasted the Sioux city of Zidilan as the greatest city in the world.
This Sioux man who had never been to the imperial capital, had never been to Lundinium, and had never even been to Medis, when he mentioned the city of Zidiran, his eyes could show a pious gaze, and Jacques really didn't want to correct his concept, probably this was not a concept, it was a faith.
"Master Jacques, let me tell you, the silver arowana in Lake Texko can grow so big. The white fox let go of the reins and stretched out his arms, but felt that it was not enough, and tried to stretch it a little longer.
"Every year, after the rice harvest is held, it is the fishing festival, and the lake god allows the Sioux to use large nets to catch fish for three days. If you can stay in Zidilan for a month, you can catch the fishing festival and be as lively as your New Year's. ”
Jacques knew that the patronus of the Sioux was a large silver fish with a crocodile's mouth and a thick tail fin, and according to scholars, it should be a silver Arowana transformed beastmaster who lived in Lake Texco.
It's just that the last time it was seen was more than 100 years ago, and from the poetic records of the Sioux people, it is difficult to tell whether it is still alive or not in Lake Texco.
However, the humans living near Lake Tesco still dare not break their agreement with the Beastmaster, and fishing is only allowed for three days a year.
"Are all the fish that come out of the net alien beasts?" Jacques asked the white fox.
"Almost all of them are ordinary fish, and even if they catch a strange beast fish, they will break through the net and run away. Only the weakest can be online. ”
"Won't you use stronger fishing nets?" Jacques wondered, a lot of materials should be able to trap the Awakened level beasts.
The white fox smiled incomprehensibly and said, "The nets that are allowed to fish in Lake Tesco by the lake god can only be made of ordinary sisal, and the mesh must be able to pass through an adult's fist. ”
The native, who was in his forties, paused, as if mimicking the tone of a tribal priest: "There was once a Sioux patriarch who wanted to deceive the lake god and deliberately made the mesh of the fishing net very small.
The high priest questioned, and the patriarch called the gnomes, who were juggling at the banquet, to shove their fists into the tiny mesh in front of the high priest.
The high priest could not deny that the small-fisted gnome was also an adult, and after warning the patriarch, he left.
On the first day of the festival that year, the city of Zidilan had more than doubled the catch of previous years, and the smell of dried fish filled the city.
The patriarch fell asleep satisfied, and when he woke up the next day, he found that he had become a dwarf!
Thousands of young men who fished together have become dwarfs!
There are a lot of small armors hanging in the temple of the lake, not for children, but for those dwarf warriors......"
After listening to this miraculous story, Jacques said to Fat Orange in his heart: "You must not leak a trace of the aura of the Beastmaster, this lake god does not seem to be a good stubble, and we are not so lucky to meet a Beastmaster like Isis again." ”
Fat orange said: "Speaking of silver Arowana, the emperor wants to drool, and unconsciously thinks of its taste, it seems that the emperor has eaten it!"
Jacques almost slapped him on the head, maybe Fat Orange really ate the heir of the Lake God, so be even more careful now!
Ahh
- Let's change course!
It's a pity that Zidilan City is the only way to go south, and Jacques can't tell everyone, maybe my cat has a holiday with the lake god, so let's take a detour.
A few days later, when the team arrived at Lake Texco, Jacques was surprised to find that this was the lake?
It's so big, it's not an exaggeration to say it's the sea!
"Where is Zidilan City? Why can't you see it?" Jacques thought it would be safer to enter the city.
The white fox's tone showed pride: "The place where we are is is on the north shore of Lake Texco, and the city of Zidilan is close to the west shore, and we have to walk for two days to get there. ”
- That's so big!
Along the lake are patches of rice paddies irrigated with lake water, and have been the land on which the Sioux people have lived for thousands of years. Thinking of the desert he had just walked out of half a day ago, Jacques began to understand the white fox's awe and worship of this lake, and the entire Sioux tribe depended on Lake Tesco for survival.
After walking along the lake for a long time, Fat Orange suddenly said to Jacques: "There is bad news, but it may be good news for the Sioux people, the emperor thinks that the lake god is still at the bottom of the lake!"
Jacques immediately tensed up and hurriedly asked, "Do you feel it? so close to us?"
The sensing range of the fat orange two miles, this distance is a matter of dozens of seconds for the beastmaster to advance at full speed. As for whether the Fish Beastmaster can go ashore, Jacques has no doubt that the Grandmaster will be able to fly, and how difficult it is for the Fish Beastmaster to go ashore.
Fat orange comforted him: "I don't feel it, don't be nervous, the emperor just guessed from the details." The Emperor sensed that there were a large number of low-level alien beasts in the lake. We've been walking on the shore for almost a day, and we don't even have a single beast that has strayed into the range of the Emperor's senses, which is very abnormal!
With so much food that can improve strength in the lake, there are no land beasts to hunt, and the emperor feels that it can only be explained by the fact that the lake god is still in the lake. ”
"Maybe it's dormant too, Isis doesn't sleep for months every year, you sleep for decades yourself. Jacques guessed.
It wasn't until he reached a land in the far reaches of the lake that the white fox excitedly announced that the city of Zidiran lay ahead.
The city of Zidilan was built on a huge island, connected to the land by a stone bridge, the bridge was six miles long and more than twenty meters wide, and the bridge deck could accommodate ten steam cars in parallel!
Stepping on the bridge, Jacques felt that even though the city of Zidilan was much smaller than the Imperial City, the buildings were more dilapidated, and it lacked the pride of Edith to build a city, but with this stone bridge alone, Zidilan could become one of the famous cities.
Jacques's interest was interrupted by a group of whizzing cavalry, all of them were Imperial faces, with bright armor, laughing and scolding all the way, very flamboyant.
Seeing the white fox's indignation, Jacques asked, "Isn't the city of Zidilan a Dominion of the Sioux, and why is there still a legion stationed?"
The White Fox replied, "They are not legions, nor are they city guards, and Zidilan's city guards can only be Sioux warriors. They're the tax collector's tax team!"
Jacques was even more curious: "Tax collectors, aren't your Dominions organized by the chiefs? ”
The white fox said fiercely: "It's not the new deal in the past few years, the chief is only in charge of the poll tax, and the tax collector also has to collect trade tax and agricultural tax! Many people are exploited by them and can't survive!"
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