Chapter Ninety-Six: A Hundred Men Who Arrived Late
The assistance that has been waiting for more than a month has finally arrived.
Earlier in the day, a speedboat sped down from the upper reaches and stopped at the edge of the lumberyard to the west, and then the messenger who disembarked from the ship communicated with the soldiers stationed at the lumberyard and informed them of the imminent arrival of the team from the royal capital, and the soldiers boarded fast horses and sent the news to the camp.
The wharf was built and rebuilt from a temporary wharf, and although it was not up to the standard of long-term use, it already had a wider boardwalk and a stronger structure, and it was flanked by a sawmill on the west side, and a large open space on the east side was set aside for future expansion, and there were already quite a few people standing in the clearing—everyone was curious about what the procession from the royal capital was like, and almost half of the whole camp had gathered here.
Gawain did not stop this, on the contrary, it was his permission: the support team from the city of Saint-Sunil was no small part of the pacification of the people in the territory, and in this place where there was no entertainment of all kinds, the dull labor itself would accumulate pressure, and something new in the territory was one of the most effective ways to increase the vitality of the masses.
Amber stood on the plank road of the dock, tiptoeing and looking at the direction of the upper reaches of the Baishui River, her body swaying and not quiet, and after waiting for a while, she couldn't help it: "Why haven't you come yet...... I feel like I'm getting cobwebs. ”
"That spider is so fast," Gao Wen glanced at the girl, "you just arrived, and you have been standing for less than fifteen minutes, okay?" ”
"Hey, what do you think the people from the royal capital look like?"
"Don't force yourself to look like a dirt bun, why haven't you been to Wangdu?"
"Hey, it's boring to talk to you," Amber flattened, but didn't hold on for a few seconds before she got up again, "Hey, did you hear - the person leading the team seems to be very unusual this time......"
"Veronica, the only daughter of Francis II, the 'Holy Princess' who converted to the God of Light two years ago," Gawain was expressionless, "Well, it was indeed a bit unexpected for me, I didn't expect that Her Royal Highness the Princess, who is said to have stayed in the Cathedral of the Light all the year round and never participated in any political action, would run out and personally lead the team...... Tsk, it's a pity I don't know her, and I can't speculate on anything. ”
Amber let out a disdainful breath from her nostrils: "Hey, you nobles are just thieves, you have to analyze a conspiracy and trick for everything, and you can't wait for someone to fart to have a cause and effect." ”
Hetty, who was standing behind Gawain, immediately frowned: "It's vulgar, and it's not going to make any progress." ”
Amber's eyes widened suddenly, and she was about to debate with Herty, but Gawain suddenly raised his hand: "Save it, people are coming." ”
On the tree-sheltered riverbank, a sail shadow crossed the trees and appeared on the water in the upper reaches of the Baishui River.
A beautiful white boat, several small and medium-sized clippers that looked like escorts, were running down the river.
The big ship had a clear Ansu royal insignia, and its appearance also matched the information reported by the messenger, and there was no doubt that it was it.
At the same moment, the people on the White Oak also saw the camp looming on the bank of the river in the distance.
The craftsmen and apprentices had been stuffy in the cabin for many days, and the endurance of all sides had already reached the limit, and they had been looking forward to the shore for more than a day or two, when they heard the news of the imminence of their destination, and many people poured out from below the deck and crowded to the side of the ship to look into the distance, and a large neat, new camp appeared in everyone's sight.
The camp was far larger than they had imagined, and the level of neatness was astonishing.
The people on the ship couldn't help but whisper - they knew what had happened in Cecil's territory, and they knew that the construction of the frontier had only begun more than a month earlier, and that there were only eight hundred refugees involved in the construction. With the well-known pace of construction in this era, it is already a great progress to be able to erect a mess of tents and fence them in such a short period of time, and the camp area downstream is ......
It doesn't look like it was built in such a short period of time!
They even saw a nice wooden pier next to the camp, and there were even quite a few wooden houses in the camp!
Veronica was also standing on the deck, but on the upper deck, which was located at the bow, and craftsmen, apprentices, and vulgar sailors could not approach the place, and there was only a short-haired woman with a plain appearance in a white priest's robe, and a middle-aged man in a silk coat with the insignia of the Royal Knights on his chest.
Unlike those who only knew how to gather together and scream in chaos, Veronica just quietly looked out at the distant frontier of Cecil, her glowing eyes seeing more, farther, and clearer.
She clearly saw that on the north side of the camp, on the south bank of the Whitewater River, there were countless formidable things.
Veronica used the holy light to enhance her eyesight and then looked at it intently, and suddenly her heart trembled, and even the mood that was usually soaked in the holy light and undisturbed fluctuated uncontrollably, and even almost affected her face.
It was a myriad of blood-red bones like the remains of giants, they were piled up on the banks of the river, and some huge skeletons were lined up along the river hundreds of meters away, hazy black-red smoke drifted out from those skeletons, and the skeletons themselves seemed to be decomposing every minute, just by sweeping over, she saw that several skeletons that had been propped up were actually severely damaged and weathered, as if they would turn into dust at any time.
Obviously, the bones were deliberately placed there, like trophies to show off their exploits.
Veronica controlled her emotions well, but the middle-aged man next to her did not suppress his surprise, the guard with the insignia of the Knights whispered a few incantations after noticing the things next to the camp, and then a layer of arcane energy appeared in his eyes, he glanced in the direction of the camp with his eagle eye technique, and immediately couldn't help but exclaim: "In the name of the king!" What kind of monster bones are those?! ”
"More than two months ago, Duke Gawain Cecil warned my father that the aberrations of the Tide had reappeared in this world, but it seems to me that this warning has not been taken seriously enough," Veronica said faintly, with a holy, estranged rhythm in her voice, "There is no doubt that these monsters are real, and that ancient hero has defeated them again. ”
The middle-aged man's tone was serious: "This matter must be reported to Your Majesty!" ”
"Yes, Deputy Chief Cohen," Veronica said quietly, "but then the situation is even more difficult. ”
"You mean the ...... in the east," the deputy head of the Knights, known as Cohen, was about to speak, and finally could only sigh, "natural and man-made disasters." ”
The White Oak finally came to shore.
Gawain watched as the beautiful white ship slowed down steadily, its sails fully furled, and some unnatural waves with magical reactions swelled on the sides of the hull, propelling the ship precisely to the dock, where many people stood on the deck and were curiously looking in the direction of the camp, while several sailors stepped out from behind the crowd and pushed the gangplank out and set up between the deck and the pier's trestle.
The crowd on the ship retreated to both sides, and a group of soldiers first ran down the gangplank, standing in two rows on the trestle, and then three people appeared on the deck, a woman in a priest's robe with an expressionless face, a middle-aged man in the uniform of an officer of the Order of the Kingdom, but who did not look like a military general, and between the two was a young lady in a plain white robe, with long pale blonde hair, a soft and quiet face, and an impressive temperament.
Gawain could be sure at a glance that the one standing in the middle was the legendary princess Veronica, who had seen the portrait when he was in the royal capital......
"Mom, it's so pretty," Amber muttered under her breath, "The real person looks prettier than the portrait...... What do you eat to grow up ......"
While muttering in a low voice, she glanced at Gawain, but saw that Gawain's gaze almost did not stop on the beautiful and inhuman princess, but kept staring at the ordinary-looking woman next to the princess, which made her understand: "Hey, hey, hey—what are you looking at?" Could it be ...... Do you have a problem with aesthetics? ”
Gawain woke up suddenly and looked at Amber in confusion: "Aesthetics? What aesthetic? ”
"There's a beautiful princess over there, don't you look at it, what are you staring at next to you all the time?"
Gao Wen casually perfunctory: "Don't make trouble, I just look a little like the people I knew when I was alive, so I looked at it twice." ”
As he spoke, the three people who got off the boat had already walked to the flat ground, and Gawain decisively ended the conversation with Amber and stepped forward to meet him: "Welcome, welcome, your arrival is the biggest good news in these days. ”
"It's also a great honor for me to meet the legendary heroes of 700 years ago." Veronica lowered her head slightly, her peculiar ethereal holiness and the faintly mixed and non-vocal rhythm in her tone made Gawain slightly stunned, but then returned to normal.
Immediately afterward, Veronica smiled, "Should I talk to you in the same way as I meet with an elder?" ”
With this sentence, the peculiar temperament she had inadvertently revealed before quickly converged, and the whole person became more "vivid".
"Don't be rigid about etiquette, talk to an old guy like me who crawled out of the grave, if you really pay attention to etiquette, we both have to be entangled to death," Gao Wen is now very suitable for his identity as "unveiling the coffin and raising the ancestor", and three or two sentences bring the atmosphere to his familiar rhythm, "Let's talk on an equal footing, let everyone on the boat go ashore to rest first, although there is nothing too good here, but it is more comfortable to stand on the flat ground than to stand on the boat, and then I will take you to visit this camp......"
As he spoke, he casually swept his gaze over the ordinary-looking, short-haired woman beside Veronica.
The "acquaintances" he had said to Amber before were of course fake.
Because he couldn't explain the real situation.
In his eyes, Veronica was not standing next to a woman in a priest's robe—it was a translucent glow with human features!