After some thought, the Muse finally found the general situation of the Northland at this time in the huge memories accumulated by his long life in his previous life.

At this time, the Northland was not the Northland of the Arcane Empire, and for the Muse, the Northland at this time was still quite unfamiliar.

After all, at this time in the previous life, the muse was just a fallen person who was full of confusion and came to the Northland Mage Federation to learn spells in order to rebuild the goal of the family, and he just knew some general information about the Northland.

"Let's go, hopefully we'll be able to get to Yorktown before dark. ”

"Then we won't have to camp......"

Shaking his head, the muse threw behind the strange sensation that came with the memory, and said lightly, and then clamped the horse's belly with both feet, and with a flick of the reins, the horse began to move forward at a faster pace.

Behind him, Ludon quickly moved the horses under him and the free ones......

Da Da Da –

As Muse and Ludon moved forward quickly, there was a faint shadow of a car in front of the road, and a faint sound came, and the smell of cows, horses, and livestock used to pull the cart still permeated the air as they walked.

Just by looking at it from a distance, the Muse recognized that it was a common small caravan, usually composed of several small merchants, along with a group of guards employed by these merchants, most likely from the same place, formed to reduce the danger of the process.

Soon, as Muse and Ludon approached, the full picture of the small caravan was clearly reflected in their eyes.

The whole small caravan consisted of about thirty people, and there were three carts pulling goods, pulled by three tall camels that looked like rhinoceros, and some cattle that also carried goods.

The people in the caravan looked like the people of the Northland, and their height was generally three points taller than that of the people in the southern region, and the men were generally about 1.8 meters, and the women among them were rarely shorter than 1.7 meters, with a relatively large skeletal framework and very white skin.

The caravan's escort consisted of ten, and they rode around the caravan, and as the muses approached, they were visibly vigilant and drew their weapons.

Even if it seems that there are only two people in the muse group, the caravan guards are not slackened in the slightest, and most of the people who dare to walk in the field without forming a team have the corresponding strength, and their mental nature is difficult to determine, so they are the objects they must guard against.

Obviously, their precautions were superfluous, and Muse and Ludon rode directly over from a distance of five meters from them, leaving only the rising dust and smoke.

But after the Muse and Ludon had crossed the small caravan, it wasn't long before they were confronted by another larger caravan, followed by another ......

Riding his horse forward steadily, the Muse frowned slightly as he looked at a large bustling caravan in front of him—the density of these caravans seemed to be a little larger.

Generally speaking, if there is no big commercial city nearby, there will not be many caravans in the same place at the same time, because the demand for goods and specialty goods in each place is limited, and often several caravans can meet the demand and buy clean, and it is impossible for profit-seeking merchants to do loss-making business.

Then the muse's brow loosened again, because he thought of a large number of merchant ships that had stopped because of the sudden appearance of the sea-covered dragon whale, which had created a giant whirlpool.

Although most ship owners have the time to wait for half a month for the messenger of the goddess of the sea to settle everything, there are also some merchant ship owners who can't wait for various reasons, so they dump their goods at the port of call and return home, which is probably why these caravans appear in large numbers and return with full loads.

"Okay......"

"I have a hunch that I still have to camp today......"

After passing four caravans in a row, but soon encountering a new one, the Muse thought to himself.

About an hour and a half later, Muse and Ludon managed to reach Yorktown, and his hunch came true, because due to the large number of caravans, all the hotels in Yorktown were already full, and even the relatively flat places outside Yorktown were stationed in a camp.

In the camp, the caravans surrounded their camping sites with carts pulling goods, the oxen, horses, camels and beasts that unloaded the goods lay down on the ground to rest, the caravan men were preparing water, hay and concentrate to feed them, while someone on the other side was picking up a cauldron and starting to prepare dinner, and the clerk and part-time tax collector of Yorktown were shuttling through the camp, registering and discussing with the merchants how much tax to pay......

In short, the whole camp was boiling......

Of course, the muse, who didn't like the noisy environment, couldn't camp close to these caravans, so he just let Ludon enter Yorktown to make some purchases, replenish supplies, and then leave directly, and went into the jungle to find a place to camp.

Meanwhile.

In the middle of the jungle, about thirty miles from Yorktown, a battle was taking place.

The thin figures, handsome appearances, and long, pointed ears of both sides of the battle clearly indicate who they are - elves!

At this time, all the sides of the battlefield had brilliant blonde hair, and even in the evening twilight, the hair seemed to shimmer with golden sunlight.

They are dressed in elaborate and light armor, and the corners are even carved by skilled craftsmen to resemble demigod creatures called "undead birds", and even have the illusion of bright red feathers scattered as they walk.

These carvings are obviously a powerful enchantment, not only do they not affect the armor's defense, but they even add a lot of powerful abilities to the armor - I dare not say anything about other races, but for elven things, there is no doubt that the more exquisite and powerful they are!

And the exquisite long swords in their hands were also covered with a faint golden light, exuding scorching heat, as if condensing the brilliance of the sun!

- The Sun Elves!

But these days, the elves are surrounded by some other elves with completely different appearances, and even continue to reduce their numbers in battle, and finally they can only form a circle formation, as if they are protecting something!

The elves who fight against the Sun Elves have pitch-black skin, even their hair is as black as deep darkness, their bodies are mostly dressed in leather armor, their faces are draped in black veils, and those who hold scimitars are agile and ruthless, while those with daggers are hidden in the shadows, ready to assassinate at any time!

- Dark Elves!

Outside the battlefield, a female dark elf dressed in a large black priest's robe stood on the branch of a large tree, looking down on the battle in front of her, and couldn't help but show a wicked smile on her face.