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And Yan Zhiheng was too afraid of the witch and wanted to take advantage of the night. There were fifteen wagons, forty or fifty men, and more than forty escorts in the caravan, a large team of nearly a hundred people.

Many robbers like to ambush such large groups that march at night. In a poorly lit situation, the greater the number of people and the longer the line, the more likely it is to create confusion and the easier it is for the robbers to succeed. Mel knew this very well, so he persuaded and spoke again and again, hoping that he would let the party camp in the clearing below the mountain, and wait until dawn before leaving.

"Little brother, won't we be attacked if we set up camp?"

"I can't guarantee that, but with a camp, even if it's attacked, the damage will be minimized."

"What if it's the War Witch who attacks us?"

"Uh...... Why are they attacking us? ”

"How do I know that! I was just trying to meet you, and they almost killed me! ”

Maier knew that He Yan Zhiheng was frightened by the war witch, so he didn't say anything more. Although he is kind to He Yan Zhiheng, he is his employer after all, and the affairs in the caravan must be decided by him. In fact, before Meier, the old guys and old guards in the caravan had advised He Yan Zhiheng not to walk at night, but he didn't listen at all.

So the caravan of the Heyan family could only set off against the darkness of the night and marched in the direction of Liangyue City. The men and guards who were familiar with the dangers of the night road were all in good spirits, vigilantly observing the movements around them.

In order to avoid accidents, Maier also does his best. Every once in a while, he fires a high-intensity magic flare into the sky, illuminating the road as clearly as it does during the day. After seeing this skill, He Yan Zhiheng ran over and wanted to ask Maier to use a magic flare to clear the way for him, but Maier unceremoniously refused his request.

Generally speaking, the Magic Fare is a low-cost ability, but this is only in terms of the average Magic Flar. The brightness of a normal magic flare is about the same as that of a torch, with a light radius of between ten and fifteen meters, and the farther away from the light source, the worse the effect of the light becomes.

As soon as the requirements change to require a stronger light and a longer range of illumination, the Mage must increase the cost in order to increase the effect of the Magic Flar. The higher the brightness required, the greater the illumination range, and the lower the consumption of magic flares, and vice versa.

The dominance consumed by the magic flares fired by Mel can be used to create two magic arrows and launch them. Maier can now create sixty-five magic arrows in one go and fire them at the same time. After that, however, his dominance will be at its bottom, and he will no longer be able to use magic until he recovers his dominance.

Assuming that the magic flares fired by Mel can last an average of five minutes, he will be able to provide a maximum of 240 minutes of illumination for the caravan with his naturally restored dominance, after which his dominance will be at its bottom. Once the caravan is attacked at this point, he will not be able to use magic to participate in the battle.

Moreover, he not only put the magic flare to provide a light source for the caravan, but also to remind the bad guys who want to fight the caravan's idea that there is at least one Leiding mage in the caravan, think about the consequences before you do it.

In this way, the caravan survived the night without danger. He Yan Zhiheng, who had not suffered much, went to sleep in the carriage around midnight, and only woke up after three poles of the day. When he woke up, he found that the caravan was still advancing, and he felt a little sorry for his men and guards, and wanted them to find a place to camp and have a good rest.

"You can't set up camp, Young Master Zhiheng." The old guy closest to Yan Zhiheng said with a wry smile, "It's okay to take a little rest while eating, but camping is absolutely unacceptable." If we set up camp now, we'll either have to rest all day or we'll have to walk the night. ”

"So what do you do? Sleepy? ”

"The guys and the guards are resting in shifts, and Brother Maier will go back to the carriage after dawn to catch up on sleep, and when he wakes up, we will stop eating and resting."

Mel's magic flares have helped the caravan a lot, so the guys and guards now respect him. Coupled with the fact that he had saved the life of He Yan Zhiheng, the men and guards now regarded him as the second-in-command of the caravan.

As for the leader of the caravan, he is naturally with Yan Zhiheng. However, everyone knows that this Young Master Zhiheng belongs to the kind of person whose heart is higher than the sky and whose life is thinner than paper, although his essence is not bad, his ability is too poor. Therefore, everyone is more willing to listen to Meier's command than to Yan Zhiheng.

But after all, He Yan Zhiheng is the leader of the caravan designated by He Yan Ruizhi, so everyone can't help but listen to what he said. If he makes any wrong decision, everyone can only try to persuade him, and if he does not listen to him, everyone can only do it.

Fortunately, this time He Yan Zhiheng listened to the persuasion and did not let the caravan camp. In fact, He Yan Zhiheng is not the kind of person who does not listen to persuasion, otherwise He Yan Ruizhi would not have assured to appoint him as the leader of the caravan. The reason why he insisted on letting the caravan go at night last night was because he had been frightened by the war witch and lost his mind. Now that the caravan is far away from the Rimi Shrine and the Grand Bazaar, it is almost impossible to run into the war witch again, and his IQ is back.

"Then let's not set up camp yet."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief when he heard and Yan Rui knew this.

It didn't take long for Mel to wake up. After this, the caravan left the main road, rested in the open space by the roadside, and began to eat the first meal of the day. After breakfast, the caravan proceeded in a step-by-step manner until the sun was in the west, and then found an open space and began to camp for the second meal, which was dinner.

"Hey, little brother, I worked hard last night."

He Yan Zhiheng, who had recovered his IQ, knew that he had made a mistake last night, so after setting up camp, he found Maier with a smile on his face, and wanted to eat with him with a dead face. Although Maier was unhappy, he was not happy to refuse, so he let him join his "family dinner".

Maier and the rest of the caravan were separated from each other during the meal, as Kiki also wanted Maier to eat the hot meal she had cooked, and none of the three maids wanted to eat with a group of men who were always looking at them with obscene eyes. At first, many guys and guards came cheekily to get in touch with the maids, but they were all driven away by the bird with all kinds of vicious language.

Without waiting for Maier to reply, the bird with a blade of grass in his mouth deliberately said in a yin and yang tone.

"Since you know that my master is hard, shouldn't you pay us more?"

"That's for sure! Definitely! He Yan Zhiheng nodded his head twice, "When I return to Liangyue City, I will definitely ask my father to give you a reward!" ”

His words made Maier laugh, but quickly stifled the laughter.

At such times, ordinary rich children will always say, when the time comes, I will "let" my father give you some benefits. But when he came to Heyan Zhiheng, he used the word "seeking".

Although there is only one word difference between the two, the effect expressed is far from the same. The former statement will make people feel that they will definitely get a lot of benefits, but He Yan Zhiheng's words will give people a taste of inaccuracy, and at the same time, it will also expose the fact that he actually does not have much power in the He Yan family.

This man is real, but not annoying.

Mel's smile made He Yan Zhiheng look dazed, he knew that Mel must be laughing at himself, but he didn't know what Mel was laughing at himself. He checked his clothes, touched his cheek again, and didn't see anything wrong.

The little bird seemed to want to say something, but Maier coughed vigorously and gave her another look, and she gave up the idea of driving Yan Zhiheng away.

A few days later, in the evening, the caravan arrived at the "Three Forks Fortress" of Riya Shrine. Originally, the fortress was called the "Second Fortress", but because the fortress was built on a three-way road, travelers and merchants used to call it the three-way fortress. When they arrived, caravans and travelers increased, and they often camped together, but there were barriers between the camps or other ways to draw a line between them.

Early the next morning, there was a sudden movement in the three-way fortress. The voices of the long witches and war witches scolding the soldiers reached the camp, waking up the sleeping people. Mel had already woken up, and by the time there was movement in the fortress, they had already eaten breakfast.

Towards the end of breakfast, someone shouted, "The gate of the fortress is open," and everyone stood up to watch the excitement.

The first to come out were two dozen war witches on horseback, carrying recurve bows and quivers full of feathered arrows, and long swords at their waists, and ran out of the gate as quickly as possible.

After leaving the gate, these war witches scattered in formation and ran wildly in the direction of Riya Shrine. Mel guesses that these warriors should be scouts, or vanguards.

Followed by a group of Ira light cavalry, their primary weapon was a mounted spear equipped with a round shield, and their secondary weapon was a short sword slung around their waists. The light cavalry, numbering about sixty men, marched out of the gate in two columns, and then went up the main road and marched at a constant speed in the direction of the shrine.

The light cavalry was followed by a group of warrior witches on horseback, their equipment was the same as that of the first warrior witches, about forty people, led by two long witches on horseback. Behind the warrior maidens on horseback are the warrior maidens on foot with long knives or spears and longbows on their backs, numbering about eighty.

Behind the Witch on foot was a large group of Ira's light infantry, about three or four hundred in size. The light infantry was followed by about two hundred crossbowmen, and behind the crossbowmen were twenty witches who fought on foot. Behind them was the baggage team, which was flanked by some light infantry as escorts, and behind the baggage team were twenty witches who fought on foot. After the last of the Warrior Maiden walked out of the gate, the gate slowly closed.

This army has a thousand people, to say the least, right?

Maier rubbed his chin and thought with a frown.

There is no doubt that this army is heading towards Riya Shrine. If they either want to rebel, they will be summoned by the Great Witch. What else can the Great Witch do when he gathers the troops? Of course there was a war.

As for who the Great Shrine Maiden is going to fight with, there are two possibilities now. The first is that the war between Nagayama Province and Zareth has broken out, and the Rimi Shrine is forced to enter the war due to the alliance, and the second is that the Riya Shrine has broken out into war with other forces. The latter is less likely, as there has been no recent news of a conflict between Rimi Shrine and any nearby forces.

At present, it is most likely that Rimi Shrine will send troops to participate in the war between Nagayama Province and Zareth. The Great Witch has drawn 1,000 people from the Sanchakou Fortress alone, which indicates that the scale of her troops this time is likely to exceed 5,000. This war did no good to Rimi Shrine, but it didn't make sense that the Great Shrine Maiden had sent so many troops into the battle.

Unless the King of Yongshan gave the Great Witch enough benefits in advance, it would make sense for the Great Witch to send so many people to the war.

"The war broke out after all."

In the Heyan family's mansion in Liang Yuecheng, Heyan Ruizhi put the letter in his hand on the table and sighed.

"I don't know how many innocent people will die in vain this time."

After sighing for a while, Kazuyan Ruizhi opened the next letter, and only one sentence was written on the letterhead: Rimi Shrine no longer buys dyed pottery.

After reading this sentence, He Yan Ruizhi's face immediately pulled down. Because once the shrine no longer buys dyed pottery, a large amount of dyed pottery hoarded in the warehouse can only be thrown in the warehouse to eat ashes and take up space for nothing.

Seon lost his horse, but he didn't know if it was a blessing. If Kazuyan Ruizhi had sent people to the Riya Shrine to sell these dyed pottery earlier, those people would not have returned.

But where does He Yan know these things? He had now put the war on the back burner, and all that was left in his mind was the piles of dyed pottery in the warehouse. As the pottery vendors in the big bazaar said, this kind of commodity is not easy to sell in normal times, it is obviously higher than ordinary pottery, but it is no different from ordinary pottery, and ordinary people who pay attention to practicality will not buy this kind of thing at all.

Can you only get rid of it cheaply?

He Yan Ruizhi smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Forget it, let's wait for now, what if Rimi Shrine buys dyed pottery again?