"There is no task that the Morrigan family is afraid of, and Field dares to face any challenge, please speak, master." Knight Field replied in a deep voice, without a trace of ups and downs in his voice, and it was calm and chilling.

"Very good, I received a tip, the guy on the other side is not honest, he is going to attack my territory in winter, he couldn't make the trip, but now he has found a big merchant and bought enough grain and grass, now what you need to do is to grab the food when the food has not yet reached his castle, so that it can not only solve the food crisis in the territory, but also sabotage his operation, but the location of this mission is far away, and there are no reinforcements, I can only give you two hundred people, do you dare to go?"

"Your will is the direction of my sword." Field replied, and waited for his arrangement.

"Very well, go, prepare what you need, take my best soldiers, I will wait for your triumph in the castle, and when you return victoriously, I will give you a feast in the castle, and a baron's title awaits you."

Field's eyes lit up, and he bowed silently after a knightly salute, a task he had to accomplish for the sake of the Morrigan family's glory.

When night fell, Field had already left the castle with two hundred elite pikemen, preparing to cross the river, and the map in his hand marked the location of this target, which was where Li Youran's castle was now.

Far away in the depths of the forest, a half-elf village lit smoke in it, and the whole village was happy, they had not eaten for a long time, and every day it was animal meat, who had enough snow salt to drink the unpleasant beast blood, but only salt could not fill the stomach.

It just so happened that the patriarch went outside today, and exchanged a lot of food for animal skins, everyone was happy to gather together, waiting for the thick porridge to boil and then eat, everyone was laughing, and Morton was also laughing, but this smile was obviously pretended, he didn't expect that the food was already expensive to this point, and the one hundred gold coins only bought three hundred catties of grain, if calculated according to the quota, the whole village would only be enough to eat for seven days, and this would have to be according to the plan, if it was open to eat, it would not take three days.

Morton quietly walked to his treehouse, hiding in the corner alone and had a feeling of crying, when his father rescued him from the elven village, he was only thirteen years old, still a child, but in the elven village, the half-elf is discriminated against, and he is the discriminated half-elf.

He didn't know if the person who rescued him was his father, but he asked for it, every half-elf child called him father, he was a ranger, a ranger with an archer, powerful, mysterious, and in every elf city there was his legend, but it was not good, because he saved the half-elves.

It is unforgivable for such a strong man to save the half-elf in the eyes of the elves, so the three main elf cities began to encircle and suppress him, and the powerful half-elf city that was once established by him was finally destroyed, when he was twenty-five years old, and he was still a child in the eyes of the elves, but at that time he had already shouldered the last wish left by his father to save the half-elves.

It wasn't until the moment he died that Morton saw what he looked like, it was the same as himself! He was also a half-elf, a race that was despised, ostracized, and even brutally killed by the elves, and to this day Morton still remembers what he and a group of half-elf children saw when they hid under the cellar of the ruins.

The remnant sun is like blood, the half-elf holding a bow and arrow, followed by his only animal companion Night Blade Leopard, standing on the high city wall, proudly puffing up his chest and looking at the elven army opposite, although the clothes are ragged and the body is also scarred, but no one dares to take a step forward, this is an arrow god, but also a killing god, the entire city has been destroyed, and the army has also been destroyed by the archmage of the clan using a small forbidden spell, but it is only one person, and the strong people of the three main cities are not allowed to enter, A million armies did not dare to move forward.

I remember my father's last turning smile, with blood on the corner of his mouth, but he was so resolute when he stepped on the Nightblade Leopard, the anger of a peerless powerhouse, the million army was destroyed, and the rest were seriously injured, and the strong men of the three main cities were also seriously injured and could not fight anymore, so they had to retreat in order to guard against each other.

This is how Morton survived, Morton was the last patriarch he identified, and surviving with the remnants of the half-elf children became his most important task.

Decades have passed, the elves have forgotten that powerful half-elf city, Morton also took the child to the edge of the Phantom Night Forest to survive, year after year of perseverance has greatly increased his strength, but survival is still the biggest problem, every day has to hunt, but even so, in winter, they have to be hungry, the people in the village have gone a lot, they can't stand this kind of life, they would rather be robbers or be killed, than live in the forest for the rest of their lives.

The rest are old and weak, and there are a few friends who have made friends, and this winter is undoubtedly the saddest, a large number of hunting from the outside world, so that there is no hunting in winter, there are many monsters in the depths of the forest, and it is a dead end to go, and he has no choice.

took out the lighter from his pocket, then took out the last cigarette, lit it, swallowed the clouds, and Li Youran's words sounded in his head, thinking in his heart, "Maybe it's really an opportunity." ”

Looking out the window at the laughing and dancing clansmen, Morton smiled! For the sake of these lives, it was worth taking a risk, and Morton went out, came to the crowd and said, "Everyone, be quiet! I have something to tell you. ”

The joyous crowd stopped and looked at Morton.

"There are some things that I still have to tell everyone, today's food is probably the last food in the clan, and hunting is becoming more and more difficult, I think when this food is finished, it will probably be when we are hungry."

Morton's words immediately caused panic.

"So what to do?"

"Patriarch, you're kidding!"

"Will we starve to death?"

People are talking, fear is spreading in their hearts, the taste of starvation is definitely not pleasant, let alone starvation?

"Everyone, be quiet! Hear me finish. ”

"Everybody is quiet! The patriarch must have a solution, and he brought food today, didn't he? ”

"Yes! Let's hear what the patriarch has to say! ”

Soon some people who were close to the patriarch came out to persuade them, and the people were quiet again.

"There is a solution! I have a friend out there, and he has a large territory, and if we go to him, we may be able to get help and shelter, so that we don't have to go hungry in the future. ”

After Morton said it, no one spoke, look at me! I look at you, and you don't speak.

"What's wrong! Say something! You can all put forward your own ideas, and if there's a better way, I can consider it. ”

After saying that, an old half-elf said: "Patriarch, I have heard that humans are very cunning, could it be that they tricked us out and then arrested us as slaves!" ”

"No, this person is a mage, he even has his own plane, he is very kind! Won't catch slaves. ”

In Morton's heart, Li Youran is really a good person, he has met a few times, and he has gained a few times, once is a lighter and cigarettes, so that he can relieve his loneliness in hunting, and the second time, although he did a small favor, but the big bag of snow salt, let him take a big advantage, if it wasn't for the bad shot, he would have taken the salt out and sold it a long time ago, and the third time it was a direct hundred gold coins, which solved the urgent need of the village.

But why should we take refuge in a human being? Can't we go to the elven village? ”

Another younger half-elf said that he had joined later and had not experienced the massacre of the half-elves, so he said such things, but someone had experienced it, so he immediately interrupted him.

"Say no more! If it's an elf, I'd rather starve to death, and the patriarch will do as you say! It's good to go and see, in fact, being a slave is better than starving to death. ”

In this way, Morton decided to take his people to find Li Youran, hoping that he would be the person he wanted to find.