Chapter 8: The Bright Moon Mountains
Bright Moon Mountains.
Rocky, high and inhospitable.
Jones was now resting in a patchwork of rocks at the foot of the mountain, while Joaquin watched the wind from a slightly higher place.
A small fire rose in the bunker, for which a long time of dead grass and thorns were collected along the way.
Jones put his hand in the flickering flames, gently **, kneading, although his body was full of energy from the fire, but this novel feeling still made people can't stop playing.
The boy is playing with fire in the real way.
In fact, when he took the first break yesterday, he had already experimented, if the absorbed energy was released in the form of flames, it would not exceed ten seconds at most, what could he do in ten seconds, and he had to take advantage of the lack of wind to light a fire.
And he can't control the location of the release of the flames, what fireball technique, fire hand, eye spit, are all non-existent.
Of course, to put it in detail, it is not so unbearable, if it is released in the form of "rage", it is still okay for dozens of minutes, at this time his strength has nearly doubled, and his reaction speed has also increased by nearly fifty percent, and the most important thing is that at this time, his body does not feel tired, nor does he feel pain.
"A generation of duck kings, ah no, the war king was born. Jones thought wistfully, trying not to laugh out loud. Because that expression is so obscene, that's what Joaquin's words were.
Unfortunately, the power of the bloodline didn't seem to have any obvious benefit to his injuries, as evidenced by the fact that his body was still sore.
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"There was a group of people coming. Joaquin's thin body crept in and said with a slight tremble.
"How many?" said Jones, who had seen him so nervous for the first time.
"There are dozens of people, and it's not something that the two of us can solve. β
"You put the crossbow on well, I'll take a look first. Jones whispered that the crossbow was a scout from the previous Lannisters, and they had taken several of them.
After saying that, he cautiously poked his head out, but before he could see how many people there were, all kinds of flying stones with chains smashed over.
He immediately tilted his head back again.
Flying rocks slammed into the rocks they were sheltering, crackling like hail.
"It's a member of the Alpine Clan tribe. β
"What to do?" asked Joaquin anxiously.
Jones didn't speak, but slowly poked out with his long sword hanging on his helmet, and sure enough, there was another burst of flying stones, and the metal helmet was smashed and bounced.
"Go, they've definitely run out of flying stones. With that, he rushed out one by one.
Sure enough, there were no flying stones to attack, but the people of the Gaoshan clan tribe were not far away, and they were all screaming "whooping", rushing towards them in an encirclement, and the number of people was more than fifty.
They looked like they were hunting.
After observing his surroundings, Jones shouted to them, "There are only two of us, friends of the Scorching Ministry, if you are brave people, let your leader talk to me, I promise you more will be gained." β
The shouting worked, and the guys in front of them in animal skins stopped charging.
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"Now that you know that we are from the Scorching Ministry, you shouldn't doubt our guts. The young man with only one eye left said coldly, and the one eye revealed the ferocity of a hungry wolf.
γThe Gaoshan clan tribe inhabits the Bright Moon Valley, independent of the Seven Kingdoms and their economic and political systems. They were divided into tribes of various sizes, poor people, and poor quality weapons and armor. Raiding nearby villagers for a living.
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During the coming-of-age ceremony, members of the Burning Division burn a portion of their body, usually a finger or nipple (ru). The more important the burned body parts, the higher the prestige, a tradition that may have come from the fire witch-controlled dragons using dragon flames to test whether these children were of a kind. As a result, the Scorching Tribes are the most formidable of the Alpine Clan tribes. ββ"Research Record of Gaoshan Clan Tribal Culture and Tradition"]
Jones thought back to the account in the book, and he had just identified the group through the mutilated fingers of the group.
"How can you guarantee that we will get more? If you can't satisfy me, I promise you'll regret what you just said. The one-eyed young man said fiercely.
Jones didn't answer him immediately, but slowly took off his gloves.
"To show respect for my friends in the Scorching Division. "Let me pretend to be a force first, of course he didn't say that.
I saw that he unhurriedly put his hand into the burning fire, picked out a piece of fiery wood, and crushed it alive in the shocked eyes of everyone.
It worked so well that even Joaquin's eyes straightened, and he quickly put the glove on, covering his unscathed hands.
"I, Jones Amber, son of the Amber family, have the courage of me, and not less. After speaking, he looked around at everyone with a deep look.
Sure enough, except for the one-eyed young man, most of the people in the Scorching Department nodded in approval.
"The decade-long summer has just ended, and winter is coming, and no one knows how long it will end, five or ten years, when you will have to fill your stomach with raids, it will only become more and more difficult. β
After speaking, he paused again, and sure enough, the chattering voices of the tribesmen remembered again.
"Enough, even if you're right, so what, don't forget that your life is still in our hands. The one-eyed man scolded loudly.
"I said I'd give you more, and I meant food. Jones replied. "You don't have access to food, but I do. Other than that, I can give you better weapons. β
There are not a few people who have spears sharpened by trees and sickles in front of them, so you can see how poor they are.
"Sounds good, but why should I believe in your promise? β
Oh my God, this guy is too hard to talk to, and he hasn't even let him go.
"And what do you want to do?"
"Let's fight with me first to see if you're a villain who can only fool. The one-eyed man licked his lips and said.
"Didn't I just prove my mettle in your scorching way?" Jones asked, puzzled.
"I don't care, let's fight first. β
This guy has a tendon, Jones thought helplessly.
"It's not that I can't, but I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it back and accidentally kill you. β
When the one-eyed man heard this, his face became more and more hideous, and he stabbed Jones with a sharp knife in his hand.
"I'm not done yet. With that, Jones immediately went berserk and struck the sharp knife that stabbed him in the throat.
The other party did not have the slightest intention of stopping, retracted the knife, and slashed at his neck.
Jones had adjusted his posture by this time, and the blade of the sword was pressed against the blade, and the two collided with a sharp screech.
After the opponent finished collecting the knife, Jones quickly took a half step back and raised his sword to slash from top to bottom, promising to split the opponent in half, including the opponent's skull.
However, the one-eyed man who behaved so fiercely did not choose to block, but rolled to the side in an ugly position.
"Ding!"
The sharp knife he didn't have time to recover was split in two under Jones's great force, and the broken knife in his hand couldn't hold it steadily, and it fell to the ground.
After the split, Jones took a step back and said coldly, "You lost." β
The one-eyed man was visibly stunned, his face flushed, and he didn't know whether it was shame or anger.
"If it weren't for the armor you were wearing, if it weren't for the fact that my sword wasn't as good as yours, you would think ......"
"Don't make excuses, you're losing. Jones said it almost word for word.
When the one-eyed man heard this, he was silent.
Wherever you are in the continent of Vestra, the outcome of the contest is generally regarded as the will of the gods, and the will of the gods is naturally unquestionable.
"You're right, we need better weapons. β
"But you owe me my life," Jones interrupted him directly, the fiercer the tribe, the more important it is to force. He defeated the person in front of him at this time, and his words were naturally not polite, "If I choose to catch up just now, I promise to split you in half, just like your knife, so you owe me a life." β
The one-eyed man didn't say anything, bent down and took the half-cut knife at his feet.
I'm afraid this stunned person is ready to cut himself, so how can I end it. Jones was so frightened that he immediately rushed forward and kicked the broken knife away.
"You see that this will not work, I have hired you to fight for me, and I have provided you with food and weapons. Jones induced.
After hearing this, the one-eyed man hesitated for a moment, then turned to a firm tone and said, "I, Timei, will fight for you until this life is repaid." You don't need to pay anything. β
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"Big... Great..."
Then I saw that the other party spoke for a long time, but he didn't say the word adult.
"You just call me Jones. β
Joan..... Jones, how many do you need?"
"Forty people, I only want the fiercest. "Count the remaining golden dragons," Jones said.
Ti Mei did not reply immediately, turned his head and looked at the people of the Scorching Tribe, and said: "I am defeated, if you disagree with me, you can come forward to challenge, this is your right, if not, I want forty of the bravest warriors to fight with me." β
After saying that, no one from the Scorching People came forward.
It turned out that Timei burned off his eyes with a burning dagger at the coming-of-age ceremony, impressing the tribal elders and being promoted to the "red hand" of the tribe. The other tribesmen were terrified of his ferocity.
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Seeing that Ti Mei had successfully handled the affairs of the tribe, Jones was also relieved, now he could basically walk sideways in the Bright Moon Mountain Range, and he no longer had to worry about safety.
"Joaquin, I'm doing pretty well. β
Joaquin looked him up and down for a while, endured and endured, and finally asked, "How did you just put your hand in the fire?"
"Do you want to know?"
"Yes!"
"Then can your golden dragon lend me some then? "Not long ago, Jones learned that the Tyrells had given him a severance pay of up to fifty dragons.
After hearing this, Joaquin looked at him incredulously, gritted his teeth and said, "You are a nobleman, don't pay me, don't say anything, and are still ready to pick money from me?" Tell you, every time my money is less, my loyalty decreases a little, and you don't want to be cut by me in a sweet dream in the future, right?"
Jones immediately took a few steps back, covered his neck, and said aggrievedly, "If you don't borrow, you won't borrow, why are you so fierce, when you get to my family's territory, I'll let you experience the feeling of being stunned by the golden dragon." β
"Hmph, I hope so!"