Originally, we were supposed to celebrate my safe return in the camp outside Mantas two days ago, but I didn't expect that the kingdom and the griffon empire would agree to capture me during the battle, and I didn't know where I had been.

I sat on this wasteland, where not much grass could grow, eating the dry food I had scavenged along the way, and I didn't know what to do next.

The 24 hours that summoned the miners have passed, and he has been digging hard until the last second, taking us away from the pursuit of the Emperor ** team and the search of the imperial powerhouse. They are more and more interested in me, and the miner said that he even feels the presence of a tunnel that is comparable to his strength, and in order to catch me, the Griffin Empire has even dispatched the War Saint, even if it is the overlord of the north, it is also a bloody battle.

Now the troops that follow me are less than half of the previous border war, the heritage of a strong country is really not comparable to us in the short term, many times, we don't know what happened, there will be troop losses, I feel distressed but there is no way, the warriors who broke off for us basically did not survive.

Now, we have finally escaped from their pursuit, but we have come to this uninhabited wasteland, this area I have seen on the map, the area stretches for thousands of kilometers, there are not many people living there, and it is very backward, we are not safe at all, not only can we not find the way back, but since this is also the jurisdiction of the Griffon Empire, there are still security risks.

Not far away, several undead imps armed with iron forks fell from the sky, throwing down a somewhat emaciated wild goat to report to us about the situation nearby. According to their reconnaissance, there were no obvious human settlements within ten kilometers of the vicinity, and there were no large-scale animal groups, so it was difficult to replenish, but fortunately there was no trace of the pursuers.

"We can't stay in this desolate place for long."

My newly summoned level 7 royal knight, Mook, led Pegasus to me, and he shook his head again and again about the situation nearby.

"I know, but I don't know where to go now!"

Mook's words made me even more depressed, for the morning had not found a way out of the wasteland, and we could not eat anything but wild goat meat and dry bread bought at high prices from the villages we had passed by, and life was better than in prison. As for Fang Zi, they really can't come here to pick me up, after all, they don't know where we are, and they can't cross the dual border of the Subic and Griffon Empires.

I waited like this for more than an hour, until the last wave of undead imps arrived. They still didn't bring valuable news or decent loot, but they were the farthest they had flown and saw a slightly better meadow in the distance, which was a place to go.

Forget it, in this case, we have nowhere else to go.

Led by the undead demons, we set off again, sleepy and lacking supplies, giving me the feeling of a long march.

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In the evening, we finally arrived at the meadow where the undead had found, and the environment here was better than the previous wilderness, with rabbit holes everywhere, and small flocks of sheep moving not far away, and it seemed that we would have a good meal in the evening.

The barbarians used the helmet as a pot for cooking, and I was sick to the dandruff inside the helmet.

I'm a hygienic person, and I'm still a leader, so naturally I scoff at this kind of behavior. Unlike them, my helmet is washed.

Dinner was mutton stewed with potatoes, no salt, and the taste was okay. Damn old man Mane, this guy is so black-hearted that he sells me salt for gold coins! I will never let him slaughter him!

We continued our journey before dawn, and all we saw along the way were grassland landscapes, and there were also small streams formed by rainwater, lush water and grass, and herds of cattle and sheep. We don't have to worry about supplies, and we can improve our food in different ways.

For example, beef stew mutton, mutton stew beef, roast mutton, roast beef, beef stew with potatoes, mutton stew with potatoes, beef and mutton stew with potatoes...... Well, if you run out of potatoes that you bought before, you will have a few fewer dishes......

I can't wait to summon a boar rider and slaughter his boar to get rid of the smell in my mouth!

I was still waiting there for the stew with my helmet iron pot on my head, and the undead who had gone to scout as usual had also rushed back. Mook seemed very happy after listening to his report, and he rushed to me to tell me the good news.

"The undead have found traces of humans, and they appear to be herders."

That's really good news, because with the crowds we can tell where we are, determine the location, and find a way to get back. And the local herders here are no match for us, so there is no threat and can only cooperate with us.

I ordered to hurry up and finish my meal and go to the tents where the undead had found, and I felt that I had strength and a good appetite.

But when I sniffed the unboiled water from the creek in the water bag, my appetite was completely useless.

"Tell me, which bastards peed in the water again! Don't say it's the goblins, we don't have goblins here! ”

..........

We found the herdsmen's tents, those made of rags and animal skins, scattered around the cooking pots and simple daily necessities, and the bonfires that were still burning.

However, we also found some abnormal places, although these tents are dilapidated, but the area is really a little bigger, twice as tall as normal tents, more than twice the size, and the surrounding living utensils are obviously not so many people live here. The tools were also two sizes larger than normal, the rusty axe propped up in the doorway was like a Valkyrie's, and the bow was frighteningly large.

Originally, we planned to negotiate with a few people and spend some money to hire them. The herders in the north are still relatively simple and should be easy to convince. But after seeing this, I changed my mind, and the number one hundred and ten people were lying there, stupidly waiting.

After a while, a ....... came out of the tent Not people anyway.

With a muscular figure of more than 2 meters, sharp nails and teeth, and brown skin with thick hair, I directly connected her, a humanoid who looked like a woman and held a child in her arms, with the orcs of the north.

The orc seemed to mumble something, then beckoned in one direction. In that direction, a stronger, thicker-haired male orc, dressed in a fur suit with an axe and a short sword pinned to his waist, led a low-level demonic beast in the shape of a cow and clapped his hands towards them.

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