Chapter 1070: Dragon Lance Town
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On a three-storey blackstone bell tower in Dragon Lance Town, wind beacons made of iron sheets blew properly, and this sharp sound was really not pleasant, so passers-by under the bell tower covered their ears and did not want to pass by. The caretaker of the bell tower, a hunchbacked old man, took a sip of wine, smacked his lips and said, "This damn thing, one day I will take you off and throw you into the furnace to see you melt into iron juice!" β
The town is just south of the Devil's Throat, just a mountain away from the lava-strewn land. Whenever the wind blows from the north, it brings a thick amount of heat, so even in winter, Dragonlance doesn't suffer as much as other cities in the north. However, the life of the townspeople is not always very happy, because of the proximity to the devil's throat, crops are difficult to grow here, and animals are rare, so it becomes difficult to make a living.
The blacksmiths are a major feature of the town, and there are many blacksmiths in the town, and large and small blacksmiths are scattered in the streets and alleys. Ironsmithing has become the main business of the townspeople, and if you drill into any blacksmith here, you will see the many shields and spears displayed to customers outside the shop. The town of Dragonlance is famous for its guns, and its inhabitants come from a defunct tribe known as Gao Cang, who have passed down the art of forging spears for generations. The spears they forged were of high quality, and the men of the tribe were almost all first-rate spear throwers, and the spears they threw could shoot hares fleeing from a distance of 100 meters.
It's just that the temper of the Gaocang people is as hard as the spears they forged, and many lords have recruited them, but they would rather live in this small town with a hard life than live a life under the command of others. Dragonlance Town is like a black nail, deeply rooted in this barren land.
It was midday, and the watchman of the bell tower climbed the spiraling staircase with great difficulty, and struck the iron bell upstairs. Then he took out a pipe and took a few puffs, and the old man leaned against the fence and watched the town have been the same for ten years. At this time, he said "huh", and as far as his eye could see, a team was staggering outside the town.
There are very few visitors to Dragon Lance Town, and there are only three or two arms dealers visiting during the year. Although the spears forged by the Gaocang people were of high quality, they had strange tempers and long distances, so it was not easy to do business with them. At this time, it was earlier than in previous years when the merchants had arrived, so when the party entered the town, the townspeople stopped their work, looking at them curiously and warily. There were even children who picked up stones from the side of the road and threw them at the team, but they were stopped by burly warriors with shields. The child's parents hurriedly dragged him away from the side of the road, but there was no blame, and there was a kind of hostility in their eyes as they looked at the team.
In one of the carriages, a blonde girl poked her head out and said to a young knight next to her, "It seems that we are not welcome here. β
"I think so, but after walking for so long, everyone needs a place to rest. In any case, let's rest in this town for the time being, not to mention that we have to find our way to the imperial capital. The silver-haired knight smiled.
They were looking for a place to stay in a hotel, when a group of men stopped the group. At the head was an old man with gray hair, his facial features were deep, and his skin was already covered with spots, but his eyes were still sharp. Behind him, dozens of middle-aged men were all wearing leather armor that they had sewn themselves, spears or spears in their hands, and their breath was steady and calm, which surprised the silver-haired knight slightly. He thought to himself that such a small town had so many fierce warriors. He could clearly see the faint source power brilliance on those men, most of them were eleventh or second level warriors, and the strongest one was at least fifteen levels. Such a group of warriors can be thrown into the army of any lord, but they have little combat power.
But it's quite strange that they are in an obscure town.
As the knight surveyed them, the men, especially the old man at the head, also observed the dusty procession. Judging by the mud and dust on the men and horses, it was as if they had come out of the ground. Many of them had mud on their faces, even the silver-haired knight, who was clearly the leader, but the rest of the knight's body was mottled with dust, but the silver hair was still shining.
Moreover, there are many warriors with different characteristics among them. The knight with a black spear next to the horse, the boy with a double blade on his back, the woman holding a dark red sword with her eyes closed and sleeping, and several others were all extraordinary. Such a team, no matter where it goes, is enough to alert the locals, especially after that incident.
At this time, the silver-haired knight jumped off his horse, and a kind smile appeared on his face: "May I ask where this is?" β
The old man was slightly surprised, not knowing whether the other party was tempting or something else, but he said truthfully: "Dragon Lance Town." He added: "As you can see, my lord, this is on the south side of the devil's throat, and we are separated from that hell by a mountain. β
The knight muttered to himself, "Hell, it's already in the devil's throat......" He exhaled, dusting off the lime from his shirt and said, "As you see, old sir." We need a place to rest, is there a hotel in town? β
"I'm sorry, but we rarely have outsiders visiting, so there is no such thing as a hotel. I suggest you leave the town and head north, and after about three kilometres you will see a road leading to the Spirits Town, where you can rest and have a good wine to try. β
The knight nodded: "Trust me, I don't want to disturb you either. But we were so tired that neither man nor horse could walk. I would be grateful if you could provide an open field and finally get close to the water source so that our men could rest for a day, sir. β
"Is that so......" The old man looked at the men behind him, "What do you say?" β
"Let's ask them to leave."
"It's a conspiracy ......"
"Maybe it's just travelers in need of help, and they have old men and women in their team."
"Old woman? What if it's just a faΓ§ade? β
"When did Gao Cangren become so timid and afraid?"
"Hey, what do you mean by that!"
"Shut up!" The old man snorted, turned around, and said, "Well, sir, there's a clearing outside the town, and there's a small river nearby, or you can camp there, if you don't mind." β
"Of course I wouldn't mind, it would be better if the people in the town were willing to sell us some food. The journey was arduous, we lost some things along the way, and now we urgently need to replenish supplies. β
The old man sighed, "Dragonlance Town is not rich, my lord. I'm afraid there's only a limit to what you can replenish, but you can still have food for a day or two, as long as you make a fair offer. β
"Thanks again." The knight bowed and retreated to his horse: "Mind giving us a guide?" β
The old man pulled a young man: "Mira will take you to the camp." β
So the party left, and they pitched tents in a clearing near the river outside the town, built a bonfire, and sent soldiers to stand on guard. After the young man named Mira had left, the silver-haired knight washed his face with the water brought by the soldiers, revealing a handsome face. He looked in the direction of the town and narrowed his eyes, "The people in the town don't seem to be as hospitable as Squirrel Town." β
"They just said that they were from Gaocang......"
"Fares, do you know them?"
This party was naturally Alan's caravan, and after leaving Tallinn Aisha, they walked underground for four days before finding the exit. But back on the surface, even Ian's father didn't know where he was. Fortunately, Daddy proposed to follow the trend of the water vein, for the simple reason that where there is water, there will be people. Someone, naturally, knows where they are. But even Alan didn't expect that after leaving Tallinn Aisha and walking through what the people of Frostwind City called the Great Underground Tunnel, he would have come to the Devil's Throat, which was a few days faster than expected.
Faress held the spear in his hand, and since he got the black ice, the mercenary captain had to hold the black spear almost in his sleep: "Gao Cang is actually a tribe, I heard that it existed before the empire was established, and it is a fairly ancient tribe. After the rise of the empire, the tribes of the Gaocang people did not want to be incorporated into the empire and became the subjects of the emperor, so they hid in the mountains. But over time, the tribe declined. As a precaution, the tribe eventually moved out of the mountains and under the jurisdiction of the Empire, but remained in the barren lands. Unexpectedly, this Dragon Lance Town was built by Gao Cangren. β
"I saw a lot of iron shops in the city."
"The gun-casting skills of the Gao Cang people are very good, but they have a very bad temper, so few people do business with them. And the gunners of the Gaocang tribe are very famous, legend has it that when the founding of the country, the emperor's ** team tried to force the Gaocang tribe to submit by force, but the cavalry of the empire at that time was repelled by the gunners of the Gaocang tribe. Later, due to the disparity in troops, the Gaocang tribe retreated into the depths of the mountains. β
"Well, those men should be their warriors." Alan frowned: "It's understandable that we have a strange temper, but this is our first time visiting, where does their hostility come from?" β
Fareth shrugged: "Who knows." β
The townspeople were curious about the sudden arrival of the team, and at the same time kept a certain sense of caution. However, after discovering that the party was camped by the river, and had only sent people to the town to buy food, they stayed quietly in the camp, and the townspeople felt much less wary.
There is a tavern in the small square of the town, which is the only tavern in the town. On weekdays, the people in the town will discuss anything collectively in the tavern, for example, at this moment, the old man and dozens of men who stopped Allen and his party before were crowded in the tavern, and there were residents outside the tavern who rushed to hear the news, and hundreds of people crowded the tavern.
"Mayor Mare, that bastard from Peel said he'd use force if we didn't move out. And in less than two days there were such people, aren't you afraid that they are Peel's people? If they attack us at night, everyone in the town will be in danger! In the tavern, a bearded man slapped the table.
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