Before leaving the Hiero plane, the four hundred and fifty barbarian slaves who remained on the Hiero plane were divided into two teams, led by Justus and Bernd.

Justus leads more than 200 barbarian slaves to the eastern part of the Green Valley, clearing out the giant spiders and spider-man warriors who have fled from the northern spider camp to the depths of the Green Valley.

Bernd led more than 200 other barbarian slaves to the western part of the Green Valley, pinning down the spider warriors in the western spider camp of the Green Valley, and also cooperating with the armed Hierro natives to hunt giant spiders in the Green Valley jungle.

Karantso returned to the Trum camp with more than 100 orc-clad warriors, tasked with clearing out the Nibru spiders who tried to infiltrate the Trum area.

But life is always full of some unexpected things, I thought that the situation in the Green Valley has gradually stabilized, this trip to the Hiero plane will be a pleasant plane trip, I even invited Arya to come to the Hiero plane with me, and I swore to her that it is very safe here, and everyone will spend a happy weekend here.

It's just that I didn't expect that after arriving at the Hierro plane, the first news I received was bad news.

The barbarian slave team led by Bernd was so bold as to face off against the four Spider-Man Overseers head-on because they were covering the retreat of a tribe of Nyero natives, and finally after shooting all the giant crossbow arrows, they escaped the pursuit of the Spider-Man warriors through the green passage opened by the dryads in the Green Valley Forest.

Bernd and more than 200 barbarian slaves have been pursuing a strategy of fighting to feed war on the Hierro plane.

Because the barbarian slaves preferred the juicy giant spider legs to the baked wheat cakes and canned luncheon meat.

After we destroyed the northern spider camp in Green Valley, Bernd thought that there were a large number of giant spiders roaming in Green Valley, and there should be no shortage of food, and the Black Forest in the Hierro plane was in summer, and the climate was warm and rainy, so there was nowhere to store so many supplies, so there was not much left.

The barbarian warriors, who were prone to a colorful ringworm in the hot and humid environment, hunted in the forests of the Green Valley, without a single piece of cloth other than the necessary black iron heavy armor and heavy crossbows.

So much so that after the barbarian warriors experienced the defeat of this battle, in the absence of magic crossbow arrows and food, the dwarf Bernd had no chance to turn the tables.

Without the help of the War Tree and the Dryads, neither Bernd nor the Barbarian warriors would have been able to escape the pursuit of the four Spider-Man Overseers.

When Bernd told me about it, he kept being annoyed, bluntly saying that he was too careless to lose the battle.

I patted Bernd on the shoulder and said, "You don't have to blame yourself too much, and I wouldn't necessarily be better off on this than you are in this matter." ”

Bournd shook his head irritably, followed behind me, and said to me, "I wish I had led the soldiers out of the battlefield as soon as possible." ”

I walked through the barbarian crowd with Bernd and briefly examined the injuries of some of the barbarian warriors, who had suffered some injuries of varying degrees but with their strong constitution, and some of the lightly wounded barbarians were now almost completely healed.

A barbarian slave had a bandage on his arm, untied the bandage and examined the wound carefully, the black iron spear stabbed a bowl-sized wound in his upper arm, I washed his wound again with some salt water, sutured his cracked wound with silk thread, and then performed a 'hydrotherapy' on him, and re-bandaged it with a hemostatic bandage.

While tending to the wounds of a wounded barbarian slave, I said to Bernd, "Since we have formed an alliance with these natives, it is a bit reckless to reach out to them when their homes are destroyed, but you are the right one. ”

I motioned for the next barbarian warrior who needed to be treated to come here, and two barbarian slaves came up carrying a stretcher, on which lay a barbarian slave with a wounded thigh.

I went on to say to Bernd, "The problem is that we're a little complacent, and the successive victories we've had over this period have made us look down on the Nibru spider-men, and trust the power of those giant crossbows too much to recognize the horrors of the Spider-Man Overseers. ”

Bernd took a small sip of a flat-mouthed wine bottle from his bosom, his eyes bloodshot and he didn't seem to have slept much lately.

I asked Bernd, "Is there any news of Justus?"

"I've asked the dryads to pass on the news from here, and the message from that side is coming back that Justus is on his way back. Bernd's voice had become a little hoarse, and even his voice looked so tired: "Three days ago, Karantso just sent Deborah to the Green Valley, and it is estimated that the Trump camp already knows the current situation on the Green Valley side. ”

I nodded to Bernd, and as my incantation sounded, an eyeball-patterned circle of magic patterns appeared on my chest, and then silently sank into Bernd's forehead.

This is 'hypnotism', and I have used it on some spider-man warriors in the reeds of the Hiero plane.

Bernd looked at me blankly, obviously he didn't know what this magic was for.

I said to him, "Now that Justus and Karantso have received the news from here, it won't be long before they arrive, and the most important thing we need to do is get some rest, and we need to plan how we should teach the arrogant Nibru spider-men a lesson." ”

Seeing that some color had regained in his eyes, I suddenly stretched out my finger, shook it in front of him, and said, "You should sleep well now, and when you wake up, you must pick yourself up again and regain our lost faith in victory and courage to fight." ”

Before I could finish my words, the dwarf Bernd fell down with a thud, snoring like thunder.

The barbarian slaves sat in twos and threes on the roots of the giant pine trees that had been twisted and twisted under the trunks of the giant pines.

A barbarian slave captain pinned a water-gathering rune board to a tree, and the water flowed out of the funnel under the rune board, and they took off their bulky helmets, and took a full hat of clear water, and drank freely, and then the barbarian slaves would make a detour to the end of the line, and re-fill the water with a hat, and they gathered the hats and helmets over their heads, so that the water could be poured head-on.

The orcs took out some baked wheat cakes and meat floss bricks from the Xinliu Valley, and the barbarian slaves were probably starved, and the barbarian slaves who received the baked wheat cakes did not wait to find a place to sit down, and the barbarians who received the wheat cakes held the wheat cakes in their hands, and stood on the spot and devoured the wheat cakes in their stomachs.

More than a dozen large iron pots are set up in the woodland, and a fire is set up under the iron pot, and when the water splashes over, a dagger is used to cut a layer of oil paper on the outside of the meat floss bricks, and the meat floss bricks are thrown into the boiling water pot, and a pot of fragrant thick soup is boiled out in this way.

To my surprise, these meatless barbarian slaves knew how to add a kind of arbor sprouts that can be found everywhere in the Black Forest to the soup pot, and the soup pot exuded a faint mint aroma, and the slightly bitter smell was very unique.

Bundles of brand-new dual-attribute giant crossbow arrows were carried out of the underground warehouse by the orcs, who sent magic bolts to the barbarian slave warriors who were empty of quivers.

A dozen or so dwarven craftsmen walked out of the portal, armed with a full set of tools, and began to repair the heavy crossbows in the hands of the barbarian slaves one by one, which could only be maintained with great power through regular maintenance and maintenance.

"Jiga, we're here a little out of place. Arya sat down beside me, her face a little pale, and whispered, "It is said that women should stay away from the battlefield, maybe it is because my arrival has caused you bad luck and caused you to suffer." ”

"That fight happened a few days ago, what does it have to do with the two of you!" I gestured to the side of the hemostatic bandage and motioned for Arya to hand it to me, she probably had never experienced it before, and was horrified by the sight.

Betty quickly picked it up from the box and handed it to me.

I grinned at Arya and said, "I want to apologize to you for not getting you off to a great start. ”

"You don't blame me?" Arya asked, looking at me earnestly.

"Why should I blame you, is there any reason to blame you?" I tried to reach out and pat her delicate face, but found that my hands were covered with blood, so I had to take my hand back.

She let out a sigh of relief, her gaze fell on the barbarian slaves resting in the clearing, and said, "Honestly, this is the first time I've come into contact with war so closely. ”

"Won't you be a little scared, don't worry, I'm still very strong on this side of the Hiero plane. I said to Arya, and with that, I began to focus on the orc wounded in front of me.

Arya's mood was a little unstable, her voice was even a little fighting, and she said to me, "Jijia, do you know what is the biggest difference between you and other nobles?"

I asked, somewhat confused, "What? Is it my status as a magician, or is it my previous commoner status, which was not able to receive an aristocratic education?"

My hands have never been idle, checking the injuries, cleaning the wounds, and performing the 'hydrotherapy' in one go.

Arya was beside me and whispered to me: "If it were someone else, they would have looked for a reason to explain this defeat, although they are usually gentlemen, and their pride makes them refuse to accept defeat, and at the same time they are conservative, even a noble gentleman as graceful as my father is, he will attribute this defeat to a woman, and he will think that it is a woman who brings bad luck to this war, but your thoughts are different, you have no such prejudice." ”

"Although the number of female knights in the Grimm Empire's army is a little less, it's not impossible!" I said to Arya, "Is it possible that every battle defeat must be attributed to the fact that there are women in the team?" ”

It reminds me of Katarina, who had been living in the military in the Trump stronghold and had never heard her say anything about it.

"Whether it is a woman who graduated from the Knight Academy or from the Warrior Academy, she is a person recognized by the God of War, and she will not be counted among them. Arya said to me.

I asked curiously, "What if...... I mean, what would they do if other nobles brought women to a certain plane this time, and something like this happened to them just after entering the plane?"

Arya's face was a little ugly, as if she didn't want to think about these things, she hesitated for a moment, but still said to me: "Perhaps in order to boost the morale of the knights, this woman will be burned at the stake and sacrificed to the god of war." ”

I couldn't understand it, so I asked her, "You mean that a woman will be burned to death because she loses a battle?"

I raised my hand to Betty next to me, and Ty immediately leaned over and untied the bladder from her waist to help me clean the blood stains on my hands.

I didn't care about the water on my hands, so I grabbed Arya's hand and said to her: "This kind of thinking is too old, I guess few people believe it now, and the gods are not on our side in this plane war, otherwise they would not have sent down oracles to restrict the freedom of movement of those priests and battle officers, and sit back and watch our warriors die without effective treatment on the battlefield." ”

I said as I stitched up the barbarian slave's wounds.

Arya looked at the barbarian slave lying in front of me, watched me clumsily stitch a foot-long wound on the barbarian slave's leg with needle and thread, and asked me, "Do you want me to help you?"

I picked up the bloody needle and thread and asked her, "Are you sure you're going to do this?"

"I don't know how to use first aid, but I'm pretty good at needlework!" said Arya, who seemed to be feeling better again, and smiled seductively at me as the worry on her face cleared.

The barbarian slaves had not suffered such a defeat since they entered the Hiero plane, and they had an overwhelming advantage in the frontal battle against the spider-man warriors with the heavy crossbow in their hands, and this time they were driven around in the jungle by several spider-man overseers, and they were also holding back a breath of anger in their hearts.

Now, after a simple meal and a new dual-attribute giant crossbow bolt in the arrow slot of the heavy crossbow, these barbarian slaves began to become irritable, and seemed to be eager to fight back the next moment and give some color to the Nibru spiders who were chasing them all the way.

At my insistence, they took a break in the woodland.

After all, it took several days to escape in the jungle, and his physical strength had dropped to a limit, and he could only pull the bowstring of the heavy crossbow after recovering his physical strength.

Just as we were resting in the jungle of Green Valley, the orc-clad knights of Karantso arrived, half a day before the barbarian forces of Justus......

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