Word came from the front that the expedition had found a nest of steppe wolves, and we were told to drive the ox cart to a higher dirt slope not far ahead. There are more than a dozen people left in the www.biquge.info, including three members of the adventure party, who stayed to ensure our safety.

Uncle Fred sat aside and boasted that he had skinned the fur of a saber-toothed tiger beast and that he had been paid a piece of tiger bone, and then asked someone to make a wound medicine, which worked surprisingly well, but unfortunately there was not much powder, and there was not even a pack left. Uncle Fred sighed: That's a lifesaver. The masters of the other cars also began to gather and chat, and there was no shortage of stories in every caravan, and most of the men gathered together and easily talked about women. And I, a 7-year-old child, no matter how mature I am, I don't have any interest in talking to them about this. So he pulled Kuz and climbed onto another ox cart, and the two men lay side by side looking at the clouds in the sky.

The three members of the party who stayed behind to protect us, two men and one woman, and I was a little confused about their professions, so I knew that the two young men in leather armor must be warriors, but they had no bows and arrows, only a heavy Roman sword hanging from their right buttocks, and not even a decent shield. The figure was not tall, but he could see that he was very athletic, and his clothes were clean and tidy, and he had a cotton shirt in his leather armor and a red scarf around his neck, and the two of them were trying to find some interesting topics to please the female mage on the side, but the girl with chestnut hair of sixteen or seventeen years old always kept a straight face and did not smile.

The long and boring wait actually made me lie on the ox cart and slowly fall asleep. Maybe it's because I didn't sleep all night last night, I woke up from time to time, and I didn't sleep well. Suddenly, I heard the noise getting louder and louder, and I opened my eyes in a daze, only to see Uncle Fred and the people in the caravan surrounding me, Uncle Fred woke me up and asked, "Jijia, these guys said that there was something like noodles in the stew yesterday, why didn't I eat it?"

"Huh?" I had just woken up, and I was still a little confused.

"Hehe, Uncle Fred. I ate those noodles last night, and there's only some meat left......" Kuz giggled as he smirked.

"What are vermicelli?" Fred asked Kutz directly.

Kuzi thought for a long time, and didn't organize the language and only said: "Vermicelli is eaten, it's delicious, isn't it?" Since I've talked about this issue, of course I have to explain it according to the words agreed with Old Kuru yesterday, so I pulled Kuzi who couldn't explain it aside, and then his words said: "That's the food that Mr. Kuru found, he said that the orcs call it 'vermicelli', and I don't know what tree grows from it, but this thing has always been the food of the orcs." ”

Fred rolled his eyes at my words, apparently not quite convinced. Kuz was not satisfied with me when I told me that the sweet potatoes were found by the old man Kuru. Of course I understood what it meant, and when I saw that he was about to speak, I kicked him so hard that he screamed in pain.

"Kuz, you eat this a lot...... Forehead...... Vermicelli?" Fred asked suspiciously, he hadn't seen old Kuru eat this in years!

"Well, yes, I eat it a lot in the tribe, but we eat it boiled in water, and you don't seem to eat this vermicelli like Jijia, who is so hard to make. Kuz's imperial Chinese language was not very good, and this paragraph made him think about it for a long time. Kuzi said this to my liking, although he meant that we usually boiled sweet potatoes, peeled and eaten directly. Aren't you particularly disgusted with eating? The imperial Chinese language of sweet potatoes is very tongue-twisting, so Kuzi directly said the transliterated 'vermicelli', which is really a stroke of genius.

Compared with the words of the orc children, the uncles in the caravan are more convinced. Because in their youth, at least they couldn't tell what truth and falsehood were, as long as an orc child spit out his mouth, most of them could be believed. And it seems that I am so small that the people in the caravan will think to themselves: maybe yesterday's meal was the attention of old Kuru, this old orc wants to treat everyone to a delicious and authentic orc feast before reaching the Pai Plateau, these two little ones are just the ones who are told to do things.

What can you expect from a five-year-old kid, I didn't expect this silly-looking orc kid to cook so deliciously. The kid named Jijia was just always instructed to serve all kinds of vegetables and spices, and the orc boy was always the chef, and it turned out that the poor and backward orc tribe still had such delicious food. So there were people talking in private again, and there were many people who had ideas, after all, this was a business group, and the next stop was the Pai Plateau.

Fred took Kuz's hand and didn't let go, and then asked: "Boy, does your grandfather still have this stock, uncle, I haven't tasted anything yet, why do you have to make another pot for uncle." ”

"That's not the case, it's all rotten in the spring, and it won't grow until the whole summer. We just had a bag of them boiled yesterday!" Kuz shook his head.

By noon, a group of uncles sitting by the carriage and chatting were already talking dryly, and everyone was sitting on the grass on the southern slope basking in the sun, and everyone was talking much slower. is telling about the previous experience is a middle-aged uncle named An, his hometown is in the northernmost province of the Green Continent, which is the most edge of the southern foothills of the Pai Plateau, where the White Elephant River and the Running Horse River meet, and together flow eastward for more than 700 miles and then flow into the Endless Sea, which is also the northernmost border town of the Green Empire. The Empire's most famous Legion of the North Wind is stationed along the south bank of the river, and it is also the first line of defense for the Imperial Legion against the Orc Empire, the Dwarven Empire, and the Icefield Barbarians.

Speaking of this, An glanced at Kuzi apologetically, and then said in a slightly softened tone: "The current soldiers of the North Wind Legion, I'm afraid that they haven't seen a real orc wolf ride for decades, only since the orcs entered the Pai Plateau to recuperate, our life has been much better, and the dwarves are farther away, it is not easy to climb the New Siachis Mountains after all, that is, in recent days, the barbarians on the ice field are a little restless, and often enter our borders to plunder slaves. ”

I've heard old Kuru say that the ice and snow tundra is very vast, there is snow cover all year round, but there are alternative species growing tenaciously on this ice field, most of the plants there are extremely hardy, and many herbs have excellent curative effects on fire poison, but it belongs to the territory of the savage people, and those wasteland giants who are more than 3 meters tall when they are adults are more than 3 meters tall, and they are infinitely powerful and fast as horses, and they will tear everything apart. Old Kuru often talked about hoping to meet a caravan that could give me a few leaves of bitter cold wattle grass and refine a few bottles of fire anti-magic potion, so I was very concerned about any information about the Ice Barbarians and the ice and snow tundra where they lived.

The first time I heard about the plundering of slaves, I was curious. So he asked Uncle An: "Those barbarians also need slaves, and they are not afraid of our army?"

"The defense line is too long, the situation is better along the Benma River to the west, there is the Orc Pai Plateau as a natural barrier, the White Elephant and the Benma River have created a rich northern plain for the Grimm Empire, but there is no natural danger anywhere, every winter the Benma River is frozen in ice, and there is no natural danger to the east 700 miles to stop the barbarians, and the 800,000 garrisons of the North Wind Legion want to block all the barbarians, it is impossible at all. "Uncle Ann has a scar on his weathered face, it is a scar that extends along the left temple to the right and down to the jaw, and the entire left cheek and lip have been cut by a sharp blade, although it has healed, but it leaves a pink scar and tells everyone that the knife almost split his head in half, I usually don't dare to look at it.

"Do they rob women and children?" I asked curiously.

"Haha, what do they want women to do, do you expect the barbarians who are more than three meters tall and have to be shirtless in the winter to sleep with human in their arms? Hahahaha, that's what only a noble lord would do, the barbarian Broly only believes in the strong, they only plunder adult men, sometimes when the year is bad, they also catch young people who are about to reach adulthood, and when they are caught, they are thrown into the mines of Montenegro to mine until they die. Ann was a little gloomy and emotionally unstable when she said this, and later added: "Before running the business, my two younger brothers were arrested, and they thought they had chopped me to death, but I survived." ”

"Will they kill women and children?" I asked again.

Uncle Fred opened his eyes and looked at me, kicked me in the ass and said, "What do you think about at a young age! Those filthy barbarians have always treated us like cattle and sheep, and they still expect women to live and continue to give them lambs, and barbarians will always kill people indiscriminately, they will only take food and livestock and strong men, and women and children are all done by slave traders." ”

"Do they eat people?"

"If we don't have any other food, we'll eat it when we're hungry, just like we'll eat horses, or we'll eat those bison or thunder rhinos?" someone in the crowd laughed.

It seems that in this world, we are not at the top of the food chain.

After being rejected by the sorceress, the two young warriors in charge of the guard mingled with the rest of us, and the sorceress, who had been as cold as an iceberg and had been watching from the top of the hillside, signaled us.

The men all stood up nervously, and the cattle grazing on the side were also harnessed to the ox carts. It was only me and Kuz who stood stupidly like geese in the panicked crowd, until Uncle Fred carried me to the ox cart, and then I could see a group of horsemen running from the depths of the pasture, too far to see whether they were friend or foe, so we had to be on guard.

That is, half a cigarette, and the crowd began to shout: "It's our adventure group, it's our people!"

"That's right, I can see them coming back with their prey!"

"Woo~~"

The warriors who returned victoriously were cheered by all, and the waiting people stared at the prey dragged back from their horses, and the people of the adventuring group jumped up the hill on their tall Gubolian horses, and their skillful horsemanship only pulled the reins slightly, and the whole wind wolf on their horses was thrown off.

This is the first time I have seen the steppe wind wolf, I never thought that the wolf would be bigger than the African lion, the wolf is more than three meters long, a silver-gray mane is very smooth, the wolf's head has obvious arrow wounds in the eye sockets, the arrow has been pulled out, after the wind wolf's eyes are broken, only the small hole with the thickness of the little finger is scorched, and the white brain pulp and scarlet blood are still oozing, but when it falls on the wolf skin, it will become a small blood bead and roll down instantly. I took a hard breath and thought to myself that this fur must be worth a lot of money. Kuz on the side also looked at me at this time, and we all looked at the dead wind wolf with good scalp and fur with greed.

At this time, Uncle Fred assigned me a job, and my task was to watch the pile.

After studying herbology with old Kuru, I began to slowly learn the orc language and the imperial Chinese Chinese dialect, which was actually taught to me and Kuz by Master Paylus himself, and he not only asked us to speak, but also to be literate. Kuzi didn't study very well, but I even took the college entrance examination, so I can't see the current learning intensity. The benefits of literacy were undeniable, and with Uncle Fred's introduction, I was hired by the Adventure Group as the youngest clerk, commonly known as Kanduer.

My task seems simple, but it's quite tedious. I need to record the situation of each wind wolf before dismemberment on parchment, and then the head of the adventure party will distribute the wind wolf to the skinning master in the caravan, and they will start to leave all the valuable parts of the wind wolf's body, and the remaining wolf bones and internal organs will be discarded directly, because this hunt is just beginning, and a large number of prey will be sent back, these low-grade monsters are not very valuable even in the empire, only the number can make the wallet a little fuller.

For example, the wind wolf in front of me will record:

The fur is shiny and undamaged, and a blind adult male wolf. Affiliation with: Storm Chaser Adventure Group.

The fur is shiny, there is a seven-centimeter sword wound under the left rib, the right hind leg is broken, the fur is badly damaged, and there is an adult male wolf. Affiliated with the Starry Adventure Party.

I finally knew the names of these two adventure groups and their leaders, the one in charge of skinning and assigning tasks was the female mage who didn't say much, and when I approached her, I saw that her skin was very white, and there were pale pink freckles on her white face, hey, it seems that many white-skinned women here will have faint freckles, the bridge of the nose is straight, the lips are very thin, the chin is pointed and a little melon seed face, and the neck is also very long, like a proud swan, she speaks very softly, and there are few words, but she can't resist when she says it. The uncles in the caravan didn't seem to be willing to talk to her much, and later I learned that it was a matter of identity, the profession of magician is very respected in the Grimm Empire, even if the initial magician apprentice, as long as he is qualified to enter the magic school after participating in the awakening ceremony, he will be automatically promoted to the title of a noble third-class baron.

Uncle Fred taught me how to write a record, and it would be beautiful and not offend either the party or the skinner. On top of that, I also need to watch the skinners open the skulls of the wind wolves, which is the most important thing. It's like gambling on stones. No one knew that the wind wolf would have a magic core in its body, but as long as one came out, it was equivalent to the value of a hundred ordinary wind wolves.