Chapter 15: A Brush with Death
The sky is clear, there is not a trace of clouds, and the spring sun is warm and warm.
In the silent canyon, more than a dozen strong men with long beards on their faces, but neatly tied, wearing brightly colored linen clothes and animal skins, stepping on animal skin pointed boots, revealing thick tattooed arms, riding on tall horses, holding bows and arrows, wooden shields on horses, and iron axes pinned to their waists, walking far ahead, leading the team, and carrying noble reconnaissance and pathfinding.
They were followed by a group of women and children, almost all of whom carried rattan baskets filled with various household utensils, as well as livestock such as chickens and ducks.
The only carriage with a cloak sat a wealthy woman in her thirties with an elegant body, blonde hair, blue eyes, white skin, glittering gold and silver jewelry on her neck, and thick black bear fur on her legs.
Sitting to the left of the lady was a little girl of about seven or eight years of age, with golden hair and green eyes.
On the right sat a boy who was only three or four years old, the boy was round and chubby, and he looked like a child from a carefree family, and the boy had a childish face and his skin was quite white.
But the biggest difference between him and the girl on the other side was that his hair was brown, and at the moment he was holding a piece of barbecue meat half the size of his face with his fleshy little hands.
On either side of the cart were a number of older men with shields and iron axes to guard them, and at the back of them were dozens of younger adult men, also with long swords and shields, iron axes stuck in their waists, and thick hemp ropes hanging from their shoulders, laboriously pulling wooden wheeled carts full of food.
As they were traveling, they saw several black crows hovering in the sky not far ahead, which caught their attention.
They knew that if there was a crow hovering in the air, there must be a wounded and alive animal on the ground, waiting for the arrival of the god of death, Hela, and as long as there was no four-legged carnivore nearby, it would be easy to hunt for meat here.
[Hela (also translated as Hell), from Norse mythology, father: Loki Mother: Andabor (giantess) Big brother: FenrisSecond brother: Jörmungadri Background: Hela and the other three were born Soon after, there was a prophecy among the gods of Asaph that they would grow up to be unfavorable to the god Asaph. Hela's face was pale, half blue and half red, so Odin sent her to the Nibelungen, the land of the dead, to take charge of the dead humans. When Hela was sent there, she quickly became the real owner of the place and built a magnificent palace. Her attendant is sluggish, and her maid is slow. Ending: In the twilight of the gods, Hale, the queen of the land of the dead, stands on a ship made of dead men's nails and leads her army to attack the Garden of Asaph, and may eventually die in this terrible battle. 】
Walking in the middle of the ranks of women and children was a pregnant woman. She had her first pregnancy and reached the middle of her pregnancy.
She saw the two men at the head, running towards the big bird's circle, standing in a hurry, glancing at the target on the ground, and walking away.
"This could be an injured carnivore," she thought. Why don't they attack? She knew that the people of their tribe generally did not eat carnivores.
She is slightly over 1.6 centimeters tall, and her body is thick and strong. With muscular legs, a woman of this size is the best crop and shield girl, and she can also go out to participate in looting activities during the raiding season.
She has a large, olecranon-shaped nose, and her bare parts such as straight and tall legs, shoulders, and back are slightly brown from the sun and sea breeze, and she looks unusually healthy in the sun.
On her head, she had long, thick and fluffy blond hair that went down to the top of her back.
Her complexion did not change to a darker tan due to the hard work of the day and the blowing of the sea breeze, but a typical white European blood, and her face and figure were rare beauties.
At this moment, her large, slender blue eyes, which contained wisdom deeply embedded in the protruding brow ridge, showed a curious look at what was happening in front of her. She immediately picked up her pace to keep up and see what they had found.
The woman's age was close to twenty-three or four. For medieval Europeans, the first pregnancy was obviously too old.
At that time, many people in the tribe believed that she was barren, and it was not until strong signs of pregnancy that they believed her.
However, the pregnancy did not ease her burden during the journey. On her shoulders was a basket with many bandages, piled up to the top of the basket, and some hanging from the rim and underneath the basket.
She wears a pleatable linen cloak with a belt around her waist and ties the sackcloth into pleats [音jiǎn 简, pleats on a dress] that can be used as a pocket to store things.
On the belt hung several leather bags with straps, one of which was made of otter skin, which was distinctly special and different from that carried by other women.
This is a waterproof otter skin bag made from a whole otter, with the otter's feet, tail and head left on the bag, but a slit in the otter's throat to remove the internal organs, muscles and bones.
The head of the otter is connected to the body by the skin on the back of the neck, which serves as the lid of the leather bag. There were a few small holes around the neck, and a tendon dyed red was pierced, which was tightly tied to the mouth of the pouch and tied to the belt around her waist.
The woman looked up and saw the man in front of her glance at the creature on the ground and then ignored it, and she vaguely saw a child lying on the ground.
She hurriedly stepped forward and looked at the ground, and couldn't help but be stunned in her heart, and what she saw in front of her was a little boy with scars and skin all over her body that she had never seen before.
She subconsciously took a few steps back, grabbed the small leather pouch hanging from her neck, touched the amulet inside the leather pouch with her fingers, prayed for the protection of the gods, and then leaned forward and took a hesitant step, for a moment unable to believe that what she saw before her eyes was real.
Her eyes did not deceive her, and she fixed her eyes again, and saw that the creature that had attracted the ravenous ravens to circulate back and forth was actually a man—a skinny little boy.
She looked around alertly, and saw that there were no terrible beasts nearby. She quickly approached the unconscious child, then slowly leaned down.
At this moment, the child sent out **. The woman suddenly forgot her fear, knelt beside the boy, and shook him gently.
The kind-hearted farmer's daughter turned the little boy over, and when she saw the swollen thighs and the festering claw marks, she did not hesitate to reach out and quickly untie her otter skin pouch.
The man in the lead walked a short distance and looked back to see the woman kneeling beside the child. He walked back.
"Nora! Come on! He commanded.
"There's a kid here, Count. She's hurt, but she's still angry. ”
The woman, Nala, replied.
"There were tracks and traces of black bears in front of me. If you don't get out of here quickly, it's dangerous. ”
Count Rolf urged Nala to hurry up and keep going.
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