The night passed quickly.

When Sauron woke up and was about to take Vivien to buy a mount, he immediately saw that Amber City had many more guards than before, and even the Ninth Legion, which had been stationed near the Black Pig Forest, had been redeployed. This is the top legion in Amber City, with a total of one hundred and twenty-six men, most of whom are warriors of professional rank 8 or above, and a small number of rangers, priests, and barbarians. These are all mid-level professionals, and any one of them can destroy a gang.

Among the 1,200-strong standing troops in Amber City, it is also one of the best elite troops!

"What's going on?"

Sauron reached out and picked up Vivien, looked at the obviously panicked crowd around him, and frowned, "Is something happening again?" ”

That's when it happened.

Suddenly, a swarthy boy waved his hand and shouted in the distance.

"Hey!"

Immediately, he quickly pushed away the crowd and ran in front of Sauron, panting, "I have finally found you." ”

"Fortunately, I heard yesterday that you were going to buy a mount, and I was guarding this side of the mule and horse market early in the morning, otherwise you would have missed it today."

"Don't ask yet."

"Come with me, I'll talk to you on the way!"

The young man in front of him, Sauron, was quite familiar, and after a little thought, he remembered that he was one of the people he happened to see in the caravan when he was looking for a caravan to White Horse City, and he seemed to be a servant of the caravan master.

Why is he waiting for himself here?

Isn't it going to come out until tomorrow? Have they changed their minds?

"What's going on?"

Sauron thought for a moment and asked, "Why are you waiting for us here?" ”

"The master is leaving."

The swarthy young man pushed away the crowd and said quickly, "Early this morning, the master said that he would leave immediately, and the steward was sent to sell the goods." “

"Because the master still remembers the agreement to take you with him, he sent me to you early in the morning."

"Sue sù your caravan is going to leave at noon today!"

"Let's go."

"Over there!"

The swarthy boy took Sauron around and around, and soon came to the place near the north gate of Amber City, where many people had gathered, and dozens of large cars were parked around. A group of heavily armed guards scattered around, they had been following the caravan for more than three months, all from the merchants' hometowns. It's a standard Northland caravan, but one thing that makes it special is that it's led by a woman, a woman from Tanara.

- "Descendants of witches!" ”

Sauron could hear some Northland merchants complaining, to the effect that they had not made the money they should have made by selling goods in such a hurry, and that they might even lose a lot of money.

But.

Although the merchants said this, they still ordered the men to carry the goods down.

The Witches of the Northland have a great reputation!

In the eyes of the Northlanders, they are noble, powerful and mysterious, and possess the ability to foresee the future!

"This is it."

The swarthy young man stopped, took a breath and said, "The caravan will leave at noon today, and I will take you over to recognize the place first." ”

"There's still half a day left before we leave."

"If you're going to be together, go get things ready now."

"If you are going to wait until tomorrow to leave on your own, then the master says you can go to Steward Fodery, and he will refund you the deposit you have paid."

Leaving now?

Sauron couldn't help frowning slightly when he heard this, and said secretly in his heart: "Could it be that the witch also foresaw that the skinning incident would escalate further?" ”

"But why the rush?"

"It's just a day! Could it be that there will be some serious changes in this day? ”

"No matter how much."

"It's always better to be careful, one day in advance."

Sauron nodded, reached out and lifted Vivien's petite body on his back, and said in a deep voice, "I'll go back and get my things now, and then I'll come over to meet you at noon." ”

"Okay."

The swarthy boy nodded and said seriously, "Then you'd better come over early." ”

"The master always says the same!"

"If you're late, the caravan won't wait for you."

Sauron answered, and walked towards the slums with Vivien on his back, there was still some time before noon, and it was still too late to go back and get something, but there was little time to pick and choose a mount. Sauron could only raise the price to around twenty Jindler and buy a stronger traveling horse from another mule and horse trader.

The other side.

In a large carriage in the center of the caravan, a standard Northland bearded merchant walked in respectfully, knelt on the ground and said, "Master." ”

"The goods have all been dismantled."

"However, because of the tight schedule, we have made less than 30% of the original profit."

"At the same time, because we don't have enough time to buy goods, we will lose more revenue at the next stop."

"The merchants below are a little complaining."

There was a curtain in the carriage, which was very empty, and a table could be placed.

Delicate blankets and fabrics were laid on all sides, and the walls were decorated with strange patterns, and directly opposite could be seen the figure of a wonderful woman, who was lying lazily on the couch with a thin veil on her face, and her blue eyes were staring at her, it was a card pinched by her fingers, and on the back you could see a mysterious whirlpool of magic patterns.

"I smell death."

The mysterious woman threw away the card, picked up a tarot card and drew one, the card was a hideous skeleton knight, and said coldly: "If anyone plans to stay, you can let them leave the caravan on their own." ”

"Otherwise."

"Just let them shut me up!"

The bearded merchant nodded, he got up from the floor, and said respectfully, "I will tell them your will." ”

A tired sigh.

The mysterious woman lazily lay on the long table, holding her head in contemplation with one hand, and waved her hand casually: "Go down." ”

"Tell them not to stay."

"After going out, go all the way to the middle of the moon, and then find a place with water to camp."

A respectful response came from outside, and the bearded merchant passed the original words to the leader of the caravan guard, and then the other party nodded with a stern expression and began to order the other guards to prepare things. If there were no stops on the road, everyone had to bring dry rations, which was a rare occurrence, as caravans mostly walked for a while and rested.

If you keep walking, the cows and horses pulling the cart won't be able to stand it!

The next day they will be exhausted, and may even die of exhaustion, and this order will only be given to them in the most exceptional circumstances.

Walking from noon to the middle of the moon for twelve hours without stopping is not a simple matter.

………………

Sauron immediately returned to the slums.

After packing his things, he took Vivien to the mule and horse market, where he was going to buy a traveling horse for thirty percent more.

Originally, he had planned to go to the Temple of Dawn this afternoon to say goodbye to the priest girl, but it happened so suddenly, and he didn't have time to worry about it so much.

I just hope that they will meet again in the future!

From sorting things all the way to buying a traveling horse, Sauron was on a tight schedule, and it could be said that he arrived just before the caravan left at noon.

A bearded caravan steward gave him a few words, and then ordered the others to come out.

His explanation was also very simple, the caravan would be on the road at full strength today, and would not stop until the middle of the moon, so if they could not keep up, they would be arranged to find a large cart to sit on, and now many of the goods on it were cheaply dissipated. Even as he was leaving, a merchant from the Northland complained that he had only received two-thirds of the price for the goods he had sold at a reduced price.

Leave in such a hurry, and the next third will not be collected!

No one paid any attention to him.

When the time was up, the whole caravan was enclave, and the men climbed into the cart and began to drive the cattle and horses forward.

The caravan guards had begun to explore their horses.

Their job was not simply to follow the caravan, and only the experienced ones among the adventurers could be qualified to escort the caravan, as they acted as scouts in some kind of distance when traveling in the wilderness. Is there any monster activity nearby, whether there will be danger, whether you need to change the lane, and even whether the road is in good condition, whether you can pass the big car in front, whether you want to arrange for the guys to clean the road in advance, fill up some potholes that affect the big car and so on.

These are all things that need to be done by caravan guards!

Simply follow the caravan and draw your knife when the enemy is besieging you.

That's a third-rate anecdote.

It's purely to set off the protagonists who want to show off their talents, so the caravan guards are written so badly!

Perennial walking in dangerous wilderness.

Even if you are an idiot, as long as you can survive, you can train to be a good player!

The professional level of these caravan guards is not low.

………………

(ps: Tomorrow will compete for the first place in the classification recommendation, do you say it's okay?) ）

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