Chapter 15: Milton's Way
PS: Ahem, when it comes to the serious plot, there are fewer "said in this chapter". Let me tell you, the plot still has to be promoted, and being funny and saying cross talk has no future, that's it.
PS2: The "this chapter says" written by everyone is really good-looking, which is equivalent to secondary creation, and I can't help but go through it every time there is a new one.
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"I feel that there is something abnormal ahead, you stay vigilant, I will go back as soon as I go."
Milton, the leader of the convoy, heard the words, and before he could spot Ozmat in the surrounding grass, the lizardman ranger had already left out of nowhere. He had no choice but to order the convoy to stop and rest for a while, beckon someone to feed a few milk babies and children, and then arrange a few people to go to the perimeter to guard.
The rest can only wait for Ozmat to come back from reconnaissance.
"What's wrong?" A man and a woman walked over and asked.
The male eagle looks at the wolf, and the female is generous.
The group of them seems to be extremely tall - Shen Yan is 1.85 meters tall, which is already a good height in modern society.
But if the lizardman ranger Ozmat stands up straight with his counter-joints, his thin and long height can reach 2.3 meters! And the two people who came over just now, the woman's name is Catherine, she is Milton's deputy, and she is also 1.90 meters tall. The beautiful muscles were wet from the rain, and the leather armor on her body was bulging; And the man's name is Tiger, the Stormtrooper Captain, and he has a huge scar on his face, which looks a little ferocious. Although the tiger is about the same height as Catherine, his body develops horizontally, like a stone wall that crosses over!
Catherine's weapons were longbows and bayonets, and the tigers were huge tower shields and one-handed battle axes.
As for the leader of the convoy, the former guerrilla leader Milton is even more exaggerated, he is a bald hunk with a height of 2.5 meters! Instead of looking like a tall human, he looks like a low giant...... If it weren't for the fact that giants are rare on the peninsula, I'm afraid many people think that he has giant blood! Most of the time, Milton was able to discourage an enemy simply by standing in front of him. However, Milton's mind is still very good, and it will not be easy for someone who can arrange a convoy of two hundred people properly.
Omar seemed to have discovered something, and he went ahead to investigate. We pause and rest for a quarter of an hour, and the tiger goes to the back of the team to take a look and pay attention to the vigilance. Two-thirds of the way has been walked, and there are so many children in the convoy, it doesn't matter if you are in a hurry, try to be as safe as possible. Milton explained carefully, and then he turned to Catherine. Catherine, how much food is left? Is it enough for us to make it to Green Horn? β
Green Horn was their target, and they had strayed into that hidden valley when the Legion was on a guerrilla mission. Since then, that beautiful river bay has become a dream that Milton and others cannot let go.
"There are fourteen cars, yes, it should be enough, right?" Speaking of logistics, Catherine became flustered, with obvious unconfidence in her tone.
Milton was helpless about this, they were all big soldiers, and there were not many literate people in the convoy combined. They did a good job of robbing the Fourth Army of the Army of Rations before leaving, both to obtain sufficient food and to prevent the other side from chasing. But when they were in the team, the quartermaster, the most important role, ran away! Now everyone is completely blind to logistics management...... That was originally another system in the military.
In fact, according to the method of knowledge transfer in this era, high-end knowledge is completely in the hands of the state. The quartermaster of a guerrilla brigade can calculate their own ration consumption at most, and the time cannot exceed half a month. If you want to dynamically calculate the food consumption of a team of about 200 people during the march, you have to send someone from the Kingdom Secretariat.
"If it weren't for that lizardhead's always meddling in his business, we wouldn't have had to carry so much baggage, we would have arrived there a long time ago!" Since it was impossible to solve the problem, the tiger shifted his frustration in another direction to vent.
"Hi Tiger! I've said it so many times, I don't want to hear that again! In my team, there are no lizard heads, no one is the same! Milton reprimanded, somewhat annoyed. But seeing the tiger's disgruntled look and Catherine's stunned expression, Milton had to whisper a little more - because these people were his real team. "Even if you don't agree with what I'm saying, if you're smart, you should consider that there's a big swamp waiting to be developed in Green Horn, and we need lizardmen to join us!
Besides, the most populous person in this land is the lizardmen, and the humans will not follow us, so in order to prepare for the future, we will have to recruit a large number of lizardmen sooner or later! So you'd better keep your mouth in check! β
"These bastards that can't be killed cleanly are the ones who can ride horses, and I ...... them" The tiger is still unrelenting. But before he could finish speaking, a hammer-sized fist slammed into the side of his face, knocking him down! "If I hear another dirty word from your mouth, I'll kill you!" Milton stared at the tiger with eyes as big as copper bells, looked down at the tiger condescendingly, and said word by word!
The tiger obediently closed his mouth and raised his hands.
"Phew!" Milton spat on him and turned away.
"Everyone only gets one chance to make a mistake, and that's what the boss has always done. You actually went to challenge the rules of the boss, I said are you crazy? Catherine stretched out her hand to pull the tiger up, dropped the words and turned away in the same way, she did not want to hear the fool's argument at all.
"I'm disappointed, aren't you?" Catherine wanted to go and persuade Milton in the same way. But as soon as she approached, Milton suddenly said something like this, and did not seem to be angry.
"I, I don't know." Catherine was a little overwhelmed. She also hated the lizardmen who took the lives of their comrades on the battlefield, but when Ozmat showed her kindness, she was the first to accept it. She was intrigued by Milton's description of the great syncretism of the races, but to be honest, she had no confidence that she could make it possible for different races to live peacefully in the same village.
Even the kind lizardman of Ozmat, when he passed by the human children, the nearby humans would put their hands on the hilt of their swords.
"Look at those people, they're crumbling, they're in tatters, they're probably going to die on the side of the road tomorrow." Milton pointed to the old men who had left the village with them, "But are they kind? No, they're not kind at all! Poverty never means good, and they are even more evil than ordinary people! I saw with my own eyes that it was this group of people who silently drove a family of outsiders who had lived in the village for almost 20 years to a dead end, and then divided up their small property...... Like a pack of wild dogs eating the carcasses of their own kind!
For the sake of a bronze reward, they can not hesitate to cut off the heads of lizardmen children in exchange!
They can't count on it...... Even our generation can't count on it, like a tiger, who has gone too far on the road of hatred. It is those children who can really achieve my dreams. Milton smiled heartily as he looked at the group of children in the middle of the line. Omar had more foresight than anyone else, and he had already seen through my plans to take in so many orphans regardless of race along the way. β
"Omar?" That kind and silly lizardman ranger? Catherine felt incredulous.
"Hehe, don't believe it? This ranger is well-informed, he has been to many places. I'll tell you one more thing. "My idea was not to settle in Green Horn, but to use it as a transit point to continue on to the free city-states of the South. It was Omar who stopped me. He told me that after this war, the three northern countries would need at least ten years to lick their wounds, and that there would be no major wars during this period. And ten years later, the next magic tide is almost coming.
But do you know what's written on the gates of Southern Stormwind? It readsβ'The storm is the ladder of the battleship's progress!' 'Stormwind has long been unwilling to serve as a purse and convoy for the Northern Kingdoms, and their ambitions to unify the South and establish the Fourth Kingdom have been untenable.
Within ten years, there will be chaos in the south! β
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Ozmat hunched his back and lowered himself to knee-high in the grass. With his strong anti-joints, he was able to maintain high speeds at such altitudes. At this time, even if you reconnoiter from the sky, you can only occasionally see a pale green phantom. In the wild, that's the home of the Lizardmen Ranger. Ozmat was extremely fast enough to get around a large herd of spotted deer, without alarming the prey. Then he crossed the narrow field, a grove, and jumped over a stream before finally finding the source of the burnt smell.
"We slowly approached it from behind, being careful not to make any noise...... Wait, why am I saying this? "I always feel that there are strange lines that suddenly appear in my mind.
"What's that, a strange teenager in a coma?" The top of the hill and its surroundings were unobstructed, and Ozmat could be sure with a simple turn that there were no traps in the area. Seeing the rain fall on the boy, he seemed to have been unconscious for a long time. There were tumbling marks on the ground, and he must have been frightened by something when he woke up, and hit his head against the tree again when he ducked back...... Poor child.
As an experienced ranger, Ozmat did not rush close to the young man, but quickly checked the surrounding traces first.
"Near this hillside, there are a lot of people who have fallen from the air...... Some of them had turned into pieces of corpses before they fell", the broken branch clearly told him what had happened. "Where they fell here, there, and there......" He crouched down, his fingers stroking the downed grass. Beneath the silhouette of the human weight, the blades of grass showed signs of charring, "as if there was an inextinguishable flame stuck to these corpses, most likely some kind of alchemical potion." These flames continue to burn until there is nothing left to burn before extinguishing themselves... What a terrible flame... That's where those burnt smells come from. β
"It seems that only that teenager survived?" In Ozmat's eyes, Shen Yan seems to be able to only be called a teenager.
"And these," he said, picking up a metal lighter left next to a certain dent, "strange metal things, and this odd-looking bow. Ozmat jumped lightly and picked off the pulley bow from the branch. The rangers use a lot of weapons, Ozmat usually uses a half-handed sword (broadsword), and when he actually fights, he will cooperate with another dagger to play with a dual weapon stream, but he is also a good hand with a longbow. Ozmat tried to pull the bow of the wheel, but he was disappointed that the bow was so light that the pull of the bow was as light as nothing.
"It turned out to be a child's toy." The bow was casually placed by the boy's side. "And bags with strange materials." He found the big mountaineering bag next to Shen Yan, opened it very casually, and looked inside a few times. The darkness inside the bag couldn't stop the lizardman's glimmering vision, and he saw a few bars of chocolate and a field flashlight.
"Ah, and the dwarven muskets, this kid is not small." The pistol that Shen Yan was holding was also recognized by him. The dwarven handcuff is still in the stage of evolution from a flare to a tube, but the gun already has a look.
Based on what he found above, Ozmat made his own judgment, "The desolate wilderness, thunderstorms, strange fires, corpses and survivors falling from the sky...... It turned out to be an airship wreck. Huh, I think I hear someone falling? β
As a well-informed lizardman, he had seen the alchemy airships made by the dwarves, the only vehicle that could fly over the Penlin Mountains at the moment. It's easy to get around, but it's also extremely deadly! The airship's airbag is filled with flammable gas, and the airship is full of alchemical items. Once the airship crashes, most of the victims are burned to death by gas, blown up by alchemy items, and only a very small number fall to their deaths...... What a terrible form of transportation.
"Hey! Wake up, young man, are you alright? Wake up! It seems that his head has been hit hard," Ozmat muttered to himself, "his clothes are soaked, and he will surely die if he stays here." Forget it, since you see it, you can't say it if you don't save it. β
He casually picked up the leftover iron gadgets and threw them into the mountaineering bag, then carried the unconscious Shen Yan on his shoulder, and jumped away from the hill.