The little sun has already set, and the big sun is still some way away. Shen Changwen picked up the binoculars and easily found a village in his field of vision.

"Oracle," Tallinn reminded, as if sensing the Oracle's intentions, "this is only half a day's journey from the Royal City, and we will be there tonight." ”

Shen Changwen shook his head, and still gave the order according to his original plan: "Herald, inform the troops, rest in the village in front tonight." ”

There were hardly any people left in the village, and it was so close to the royal city of Elis, and it was clear that most of the people here had already rushed to the city to "eat bread". Only a few old people, women, and children who can only feed are left in the village.

The soldiers quickly found two of the best houses in the village for Shen Changwen and Tallinn to live in, while the rest lived in peasant homes according to the original plan. The peasants who had been evicted from their homes happily held gold coins and sugar and praised the benevolence of the land gods.

Tallinn found two lambs in the village and quickly prepared a delicate roast lamb meal for Shen Changwen, sprinkled with cumin and chili peppers...... According to the original rules, the first knife to eat is always to let Shen Changwen take it. Shen Changwen frowned and looked at the thick layer of spices on the mutton, and completely lost his appetite: "Forget it, you eat, I'll eat biscuits." ”

These ancient people's obsession with spices is almost like taking drugs, since they transported the supplies back from the teleportation point, on the way back, every soldier in this army now stares at Shen Changwen as soon as he eats, as long as he nods, he immediately sprinkles a lot of spices into the meat and bread, and after eating, every soldier will also recall the delicious food he just ate in a trance, just like Tallinn in front of him.

Tallinn had just eaten a large bite of meat, and the fat and tender lamb slid back and forth between his teeth and tongue, almost reluctant to swallow it. The smell of spices spreads from the mouth to the brain, and every hair on the body feels extremely comfortable. When the meat in the mouth finally falls into the stomach, the mouth subconsciously looks for the next bite of deliciousness......

When Tallinn had finished eating the leg of mutton in his hand, he noticed that the Divine Envoy was staring at him, and when he saw Tallinn's eyes, he said to him, "Have you finished eating?" ”

Tallinn looked at the barbecue on the shelf, and then looked at Shen Changwen: "God makes your lord have something?" ”

"If there's something, come with me."

Tallinn followed the oracle to a small high slope at the entrance of the village. The Divine Envoy took out a small black box in front of him, and then he said a few words to the box, Tallinn had seen the Divine Envoy behave in a similar way before, the box was a divine object from the Heavenly Realm, with the help of this divine object, even if they were thousands of miles apart, they could connect with each other.

After a while, Tallinn heard His Majesty's voice from the artifact.

"Tallinn," King Elise seemed to be eating right now, and Tallinn could hear the chewing sound in his mouth, "I've given you a mission, and you're going to be a hero when you arrive at King Elis' City tomorrow." ”

"Heroes?" Tallinn didn't understand what His Majesty meant, "Who is Your Majesty asking me to deal with?" ”

"Heroes do not kill people alone," said the king, "and heroes are to be an example to all." ”

Tallinn was even more confused, since he became the chief of the guard, he had positioned himself as a sword in the hands of His Majesty, and His Majesty asked him to kill whoever he wanted, he would go, even if the object of the killing was a city wall, even if he wanted to break his sword, he had to cut it down desperately. Naturally, such a person cannot be a role model, and all the nobles have only one metaphor when talking about themselves: a dog that bites.

And a dog certainly can't be a role model, let alone a hero.

"No, Tallinn, yes," said the king, "if you have a dog at home that helps you retrieve a chest of gold in the wilderness, it will also be an example to you, and you will even let your children learn from it." ”

Tallinn seemed to understand the king's meaning somewhat, but he wasn't particularly sure.

"All the spices and sugar you helped the divine envoy bring back this time will be your spoils, do you understand?" "To-morrow morning," said the king, "when you enter the city, open all your bags, so that every man at the gate of the city may see what you have brought back, and tell the whole city that in the mountains of the south, where spices grow everywhere like weeds, and if you grab a few handfuls, you will have a wealth that they will not be able to achieve in this life." ”

……

At the request of His Majesty, Tallinn spent the whole night decorating the procession.

All the soldiers were gathered, and after preaching the spirit of the king, the chickens, ducks, pigs and sheep of the village were destroyed. Everyone began to smear the blood of these animals on their armor, and then each soldier was given a large bag of spices and gold coins, which were deliberately packed in some clear plastic bags and placed around the waist of the armor, so that when they rode into the city, everyone could clearly see that such expensive spices were dangling in front of their eyes. The king even encouraged them to go to the market to sell their spices when they entered the city, and of course, everyone had to tell the legend of these spices according to the same voice—according to the guidance of the divine messengers, they found a large number of spice sources in the mountains of the south, and what was even more incredible was that the kings and lords of the south were unaware of it.

Of course, as for what role each of them plays in this story, it's up to them to play.

The spices belonged to them, and the gold coins, according to Tallinn's instructions, they needed a little left to be thrown to the civilians. After everyone enters the city, everyone must be checked, and if a gold coin is found, then this person will not only lose the pepper, but also lose his life.

Because of these unexpected tasks and wealth, all the soldiers were almost excited and didn't sleep well, and this excitement lasted until Shen Changwen woke up the next day, and it still didn't subside in the slightest. When Shen Changwen gave the order to set off, all the soldiers turned over and jumped on their horses with high morale.

Compared with the excitement of these soldiers, Shen Changwen was more worried. With the current population of the royal city of Elis, he came to carry out this kind of entrance ceremony and throw money in it...... Aren't you afraid of a group stampede? The death of a few natives is a small matter, if it triggers a lot of robbery...... Don't be a happy event, but end up with a funeral.

"Professor Shen, it's okay," Wu Xiaoqing comforted him when contacted, "Most of the people who went to watch were nobles, and they all brought vassals and soldiers, so they would maintain good order." ”

Shen Changwen didn't dare to have too much hope for these nobles, in his eyes, not to mention the nobles in this era, even if he was a king, his psychological state in the face of modern civilization was just a hillbilly.

"We're leaving, are the city ready?"

"Ready, as discussed last night, march around the city, be paraded in the square, and then the king will make a declaration of war."

"Speech?" Shen Changwen was very skeptical that the king had this ability, "Didn't you say that this king couldn't recognize all the words?" ”

By the standards of this era, the king should not be considered illiterate, after all, he could write and read letters on his own. But according to the standards of Professor Shen Changwen University, he is completely illiterate, and he can write a letter in his native language and have all kinds of low-level mistakes, misspelling, missing spellings, not to mention, the grammar of the writing is exactly the same as the spoken language, that is, the level of writing things by a person who has just learned words.

"This king speaks every time he declares war...... It is also said to be particularly popular...... We still do it according to the plan, if you are afraid of accidents, you can not come forward, don't follow the team into the city, you take a detour to enter through the north gate. ”

"You still have to watch them," Shen Changwen looked at the soldiers around him, as well as the heavy supplies hanging on the saddle, "No one is watching, they will steal all these things." Along the way, just to prevent his own people from stealing things, Shen Changwen spent countless energy. The order punished more than a dozen people, a total of several hundred military sticks, and finally stopped this trend.

When the team walked out of the village and came to the avenue, many people who lived outside the city had already noticed them. Last night's work was clearly a success, and everyone's armor was covered with a lot of shiny plastic paper, which reflected a little bit of light in the morning sun, making the whole armor look shining. After walking in, everyone naturally noticed the smell of blood permeating the team. Dried blood stains can be clearly seen on the horse's back, and on the knight's helmet and armor, you can see traces of battle. Of course, what attracted the attention of passers-by the most was the transparent, bulging bag hanging from the waist of each knight, and when they saw that bag, everyone couldn't help but wipe their eyes vigorously to make sure that they were not wrong because the sun was too blazing.

It was a whole bag of pepper, cloves, and cinnamon, spices that were more precious than gold, and these knights were like a bag of salt or bread crumbs that they carried with them, and as the horses jolted, these spices shook rhythmically in the plastic bags, causing the eyes of those who followed the group to shake together.

In the spice market in Elis, if someone wants to buy pepper, the price is calculated by the grain, and ordinary people only go to those spice markets to buy a dozen peppers on important festivals or banquets for distinguished guests, and then go home and grind them into powder and mix them with a little salt. The spices, whether sprinkled on meat or bread, cause an exclamation of the diners, and a feast with pepper can almost be worth a commoner's boast of for years.

Many freedmen could not afford a handful of pepper after a year's hard work. And the team in front of him, with hundreds of horses and more than a hundred people, all carrying more spices, I am afraid that they have seen and eaten more than the entire Elise King City has seen and eaten in more than ten years, where did they get them?