Serut led thousands of exiled people behind him to the red land. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info the sun was in the middle of their heads, and the scorching sunlight made the centaurs sweat nonstop. Serut turned around and galloped, ran to the middle of the long line, and shouted: "Everyone hold on a little longer, we will soon arrive at Chihu, we will camp by the lake to rest!"

Hearing this, the clansmen, who were exhausted from hurrying, raised their heads one after another, revealing eager looks. The clansmen who walked in front cheered up one after another, carrying heavy packages and struggling forward.

Three days ago, the Centaur Ironhoof Clan raided the voodoo nests of the grasslands on the west bank, killing many cultists who used their own clan for blood rituals. A large number of voodoo centaurs were also gathered and expelled from the steppes of the West Bank. Serut was originally one of the voodoo priests, but he was able to escape because he learned about the actions of the Ironhoof Clan early and stayed out of the situation.

Originally, he could have informed the other priests, but he had recently encountered an opportunity and was recruited by a large force. So he did not hesitate to betray voodoo and lead the exiled people to prepare for the task given to him by the force - to have a territory of his own.

He set his sights on the Chaos Heights to the east, where if he was strong enough, he could own a territory, or even an entire Chaos Heights. And he felt that he had this strength, and the centaurs, young and old, both men and women, were warlike warriors. This team of about 4,000 people, even if placed in the entire tribe, is a powerful force.

Although these people didn't really recognize him as the leader, when everyone was confused, he stepped forward and took the command. As long as you make achievements later, you can become a leader naturally. And his target is Chihu City.

There is only one city in the Chaos Highlands, which is located between the Red Mountain and the Blade Mountain, and the Red Lake City next to the Red Lake is the main city of the Chaos Highlands. The city is backed by the Red Lake, and there is a large amount of arable land nearby, and about hundreds of thousands of orcs live in the area. It's just that after years of war, a lot of arable land has been barren.

After more than an hour, Serut and his people finally saw the wide Red Lake. The breeze blows the surface of the lake, and the gently rippling water reveals the color of the bottom of the lake. The Red Lake originates from the Red Mountain, and several small streams converge into the Red River, which finally breaks out of a pool of water at the foot of the mountain under the continuous impact. However, the Red River also brought the red soil from the Red Mountain, making the bottom of the Red Lake also turn red. Although the soil in the chaotic highlands is red soil, but digging down seven or eight meters is the sand and gravel belt, but the deepest part of the red lake is more than ten meters, and the shallowest part is four or five meters, and the bottom of the lake is silted laterite.

On the other side of the lake is Chihu City, and Serut stepped on the pier and looked out over the lake.

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In the evening, Evan staggered back to the tavern, accompanied by the dwarven craftsman Trem. The two spent an afternoon in Trem's blacksmith shop and forgot to eat dinner. When Evan felt hungry, the two came to their senses, and Trem was busy entertaining Evan to dine at home. Trem's wife was a nice woman, one of the best in the city, and virtuous, one of the few dwarves with great cooking.

Evan had a great appetite for this meal, and ate three bowls of mushroom soup and three skewers of grilled sausages on a one-meter-long baguette. Not only that, but a whole barrel of dwarven home-brewed whole-wheat beer was also drunk by the two of them. As they walked on the way to the tavern, both of them staggered, and if it weren't for the guards on the side of the road to guide the way, they were afraid that they would not be able to walk to the tavern tomorrow morning.

After delivering Aven, Trem was escorted home by the guards. Trem is the only blacksmith in the city, and a disciple of Roger, the master blacksmith of the Greybeard Dwarves, whose status is no lower than that of the Archon, and his popularity in the military is even higher than that of the Archon Nozz.

In the dwarven system, the status of the technician has always been very high, even higher than that of some officials. However, the stone fort was a garrison fortress, and the supreme leader of the city, the consul, had a higher status than the consul of a normal dwarven city. It is said that Noz was a side branch of the Greybeard royal family, who was talented in his youth and now belongs to the faction of the Great Prince.

And Trem's master Roger is the only master blacksmith of the Greybeard Dwarves, and in the entire Gaia continent, there are only five master blacksmiths, three of whom are dwarves. Because of his status as a master blacksmith, Roger has a very high status among the Greybeard Dwarves, second only to the Dwarven King. However, Roger is bent on forging alone to create legendary weapons, break through the realm of master blacksmiths, and become a divine craftsman. Therefore, he never asked about the internal affairs of the graybeard dwarves, and even his own disciples rarely cared about it.

Trem and Evan agreed to rest here for the night, and then hit the road to the Lava Fortress of the Dwarven King City at noon tomorrow. Master Roger has failed dozens of times since he began to challenge the forging of legendary weapons, and Trem is worried that if he continues to fail like this, he will lose confidence and eventually lose his qualifications to become a master craftsman.

He believes that the frying and filling methods brought by Ai Wen can effectively improve the texture of steel, and may bring some help to Master Roger. And Evan has a lot of ideas, even if Master Roger is not trapped by the texture of the material, he may be able to get some inspiration from Evan here.

The hall of the tavern was dimly lit, and Evan walked through the hall to the backyard, where there was a well, which was said to be very clean. After drinking so much wine, I was inexplicably thirsty when I came here. Evan clumsily operated the bucket for a long time before he could get a bucket of water. Just as he was about to take a scoop and drink it, he suddenly felt someone walking behind him.

"Did you come back so late?" Agrina opened the curtain and walked out, "I didn't think you really knew how to make steel, but why had I never heard of a blacksmith in the War Clan who was proficient in smelting and blacksmithing?

"Well, you probably know that I used to live in the arena. As soon as Aivan's eyes rolled, he had an idea. "I met a kobold blacksmith there, and he actually taught me that. The situation was urgent today, and he died while we were fleeing, so I took a false precedence. ”

"Is that really the case?" Agrina smiled slyly, seeing that Evan was about to speak, she preemptively said, "Take it as true!" Evan was depressed all of a sudden: "What is it called, take it as true!

"Okay, okay, don't explain, I didn't say I didn't believe you. Aglina stood on tiptoe and patted Evan on the shoulder, pretending to be understanding and comforting, though this made Evan even more depressed.

After saying that, Agrina put away her smile, looked up at the half moon in the sky, and sighed. Evan looked at her curiously and asked, "Why are you sighing, is there anything bothering you?"

"No, it's just a little bit homesick. Agrina went to the mouth of the well and sat down, picked up the water from the bucket and drank it. It is so beautiful under this bright moonlight. Evan stared at this scene stupidly, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

"The day I left my hometown, the moon was round. The night I heard from you, the moon was already halfway there. The day you were found was on the night of the Red Hill rally, and there was only a crescent moon in the sky. Today, it has become a half moon again. The moon always changes and goes back and forth, and the waning moon is always more than the full moon. It's the same with people, there are always more partings than reunions. Agrina looked up at the moon and said she was missing.

"My hometown is a prairie, and my father was the leader of the wolf cavalry. When I was a child, my father always took the boys out hunting and came home late at night, but each time he brought a good amount of prey. When my father went out, my mother would always take out my father's clothes and sew them up, even if the stitches were already dense. At that time, I always looked forward to going out on adventures and riding a wolf in the wind, but my mother said that girls should not be too strong to get married. Now that I have made my wish, I would love to go back to that time, lying on my mother's lap, watching her sew and mend, listening to her complain about some of the little things in the family, waiting for my father to come home with the boar. Agrina said, looking up at Aven. "Am I weird? When I was a child, I always wanted to grow up faster, and when I grew up, I wanted to go back to my childhood. ”

Evan was silent, he was not without a childhood, although his memories were a little blurry. At a very young age, he was also held in his mother's arms and listened to her tell the history of the war clan and the stories of the legendary warriors of the tribe. At that time, my father was always busy with work, he was not a smart man, and it was too difficult for him to manage a large territory. However, whenever my father came home, he would always come to see him, and sometimes he would bring some candy from the Allen Empire, which he had collected from smugglers.

Evan walked over, lifted the bucket and poured it directly on his back. The cold feeling suppressed the sadness, and he sat down on the ground, picked up a towel hanging next to him, and wiped his body. He smiled and said, "It's not strange, sometimes I have such thoughts." It's a nice night tonight, so let's talk. I'm interested in your clan's retreat, what kind of land is that?"

"You can't guess where, I always thought it was a prairie when I was a kid. After becoming a shaman's apprentice, I secretly went to the great shaman's room and looked at the world map, trying to find the location of my hometown. At that time I thought I was in the West Bank grassland, because this is the only grassland in the tribe's territory. Later, I found out that this is not a prairie at all, and the area of the grassland is not as large as that of the Red Lake. Outside, there are mountains, and the grasslands are surrounded by mountains. I've come out there, but I still haven't figured out where my hometown is. Aglina smiled and introduced her hometown, "Maybe only the Great Shaman knows, we all rely on magic to enter and exit, and only when a large number of troops are dispatched, the Great Shaman will lead them out of their hometown." It's just that teleportation arrays are used in many places, so even those who have walked that path once don't know the exact location of their hometown. ”

After a night's rest, the centaurs regained their strength. Serut and his cronies began to mobilize them to attack Red Lake City, and many of the warlike centaurs agreed. The centaurs who have lost their homeland are in a state of confusion, and they are willing to do whatever they can do. What's more, Serut and the others took out their official positions and wealth to tempt them at the beginning.

After lunch, Serut gathered those willing to take the city together, and then held a mobilization meeting. All the exiled men and horses were concentrated in the middle of the camp, and the dense crowd was huge.

"Just now, we ate the last of our food!" Serut was shocked as soon as he spoke, and everyone began to turn their heads to each other, and many people had panicked expressions on their faces. Seeing this, Serut smiled with satisfaction, then quickly reined in, and continued: "If we can't find food, we'll starve to death in this desolate place! Where are we going to find food?"

"Someone suggested to me that we might as well go to the lord of the Chaos Heights!" After saying this, many people below whispered, looking at this posture, there are not a few people who agree with this sentence. Serut roared angrily: "The person who said this has forgotten the honor of the centaur! In the tribe, although the orc is the leader, the orc can only take care of himself! The centaur is in charge of the centaur's own affairs! We are so strong, why should we take refuge in a weak person!?"

"This is the chaotic highland, as long as you have the strength, you can dominate here! Orcs can, so can we centaurs! There is no food and grass, let's go to Chihu City to grab it! There is no place to live, there are so many in Chihu City! But these things can only be grabbed and grabbed by ourselves! We can't ask for them, we can't ask for them!" Serut shouted hoarsely, "Centaurs! It's on the other side of the lake, and what we want is on the other side of the lake! If it's a warrior, follow me to grab it!"

After speaking, he raised his spear and pointed in the direction of Chihu City, the centaur behind him was already ready to attack, and immediately galloped out when he saw the order. Under their influence, some of the centaurs who had been hesitant earlier rushed out one after another, and only a few old and weak remained in place.

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It was mid-night before Evan woke up from his hangover. He had a splitting headache and secretly said in his heart that he would never drink again. He remembered something about last night, and talked a lot about it with Agrina under the moonlight. Interesting facts about her hometown, or each other's childhood. It was normal at first, but when he started to get drunk, Aven's movements began to spiral out of control.

One of the most shameful things he remembered was dancing by the well, not the traditional orc dance, but a drunken flurry. Then he remembered that he was lying on the edge of an elm tree and vomiting wildly, and singing while vomiting, so that a lot of filth choked into his trachea, and he coughed for a while.