When Lemmer arrived at the tent where the miners were, he knew what Kate meant by what he was talking about. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Originally, after these mining slaves were rescued, their bodies were a little weak due to fatigue, but they were in good spirits. As for the damage to the body, it is only due to exertion, as long as you find a place to stay and let them get a good rest, then soon the situation will improve.

However, now, each of them has developed a physical abnormality. His face, which had been a little pale from weakness before, was now flushed. However, looking at their faces in pain, you know that this is not a good sign.

Speaking of which, it was as if they were having a high fever, and their whole body became groggy. However, when Li Mo touched the forehead of a middle-aged man with his hand, he found that their body temperature had not risen.

Moreover, Li Mo found that there were several older people, not only their faces, but also their necks had become red, and the blood vessels hidden under the skin had also been revealed at this time, bending and beating like earthworms.

And Victoria, who came after Li Mo, immediately understood what was happening: "Damn, this is invaded by berserk magic. John, we need to hurry, or it won't be long before they go crazy because of the onset of magic in their bodies. ”

"Okay, where are we going, the Minotaur tribe?" Li Mo knew that since Victoria asked to hurry, he would definitely have a solution to this problem.

"Yes, there are people in the Raging Cow tribe who know how to cure this disease. Otherwise, how do you think they managed to survive all these years here? It's only a matter of time before they go crazy with just a body that's stronger than the average person. Vittorio grabbed his hair and lost the grace of the Night Nobles before, "Damn, I only thought that we were all professionals, and I forgot about them. If I had thought about it earlier, we would have acted faster yesterday, and we would not be far from the Raging Cow Tribe by now. But now, they are like this, they can't even leave, and I'm afraid it's too late. ”

Li Mo thought for a moment: "I have a way to be able to get them to the Angry Cow Tribe at night. ”

An hour later, the team of Mjolnir was on its way again. This time, unlike before, the fighters in the team laid down their weapons in their hands. In a group of two, carrying a hastily made stretcher, on the stretcher, lying on the face of a person with a painful face.

In the hands of powerful warriors, the stretcher carried by the two men was only a little heavier than the weapon they usually carried. And in the hands of a heavily armored warrior, the weight of one patient is shared by two people, and there is no weight in the shield that he holds.

So, under the strong power of the warriors, the people of Thor's hammer and the mine slaves carrying heavy troops rushed to the Thunderstone Mountain at the speed of a rapid march.

The warriors didn't even have to slow down, and at the front of the procession, countless assassins with daggers in their hands cleared the way for the stretcher procession behind.

The dagger that is usually used to pierce armor is now used to mow the grass, which is not only a matter of overkill. After the sharp dagger slashed, both the weeds that were one person tall and the small trees that were interspersed in the grass fell down the neat incisions.

And where the team passed, there was no disturbance from the blinding animals. Even if a few beasts who didn't know how powerful they were waiting for an opportunity to spy on this team, they were turned into hedgehogs by a round of rapid fire from the archers far away, and even their fur had no use value.

Human life is at stake, and in such a situation, no one cares about the dignity of the so-called professional, and no one thinks about physical exhaustion. By noon, everyone was hurrying to eat a few mouthfuls of dry food as they walked forward. At the speed of the rapid march, some soldiers slowly began to feel tired, and at this time, there would be a comrade by his side, silently taking the stretcher in his hand, allowing him to rest for a while.

And this person may be a thin archer, or a thin assassin. In the end, Kate, as a mage, took the stretcher in the hands of one of the people, so that he could rest for a while.

The reason why everyone was so desperate was not because of anything else, but because, on the stretcher behind them, the moans of pain, the more and more distorted faces. are reminding them that this is the time to race against death, and the outcome of the victory or loss will determine the lives of these dozens of mine slaves, and determine whether they can see the sun rising tomorrow.

However, the people who were focused on the road did not notice that as time went on, the people lying on the stretchers behind them did not lose consciousness, although they were in more and more pain.

Therefore, the process of this rapid march was watched by them. They saw the trembling hands of the warrior in front of them when they were replaced. They saw the thin Assassin carrying him, beads of sweat sliding down his face. When they saw the rapid march, they didn't forget to check their physical condition while trying to keep up with the fast-moving team, and at the same time check their physical condition.

So, as time passed, the expressions of the miners became more and more painful, but they all endured it, trying not to moan. Moreover, the eyes of the mercenaries around them slowly changed. becomes, not like the beginning, gratitude mixed with a little cowardice.

The cowardice in their eyes is gone, and the gratitude is slowly disappearing. In its place, there is a firmness, a warmth.

In particular, the oldest, the thinnest, and most painful old people at this time. Looking at the back in front of him, carrying the stretcher and moving forward, it was as warm and serene as looking at his children.

Thor's hammer's efforts were not in vain, when the sun went to the west, still with a hint of heat, the people of Thor's hammer had already seen themselves not far away, the tribe of the minotaurs.

It is a typical village, with a round earthen wall topped with fine straw felt sitting on the foundation of the roof. The grass felt was covered with a thick layer of mud. In the whole tribe, all the houses have no courtyard walls. Moreover, there was a wooden plank leaning against the doorway, and it seemed that this was the door used to protect against the wind and rain at night.

At this point, it's almost time for dinner. In this tribe called Nuniu, the minotaurs are also preparing for their dinner today.

Outside every house, there is a small bonfire burning. On top of the bonfire, a simple hanger was made out of twigs, and a pottery jar was hanging on it, licking the flames.

Some of the clay pots were already steaming hot, and a female minotaur would stand by and stir it inside with a wooden spoon. Looking at the smile on her face, it was clear that dinner was ready.

Under the reflection of the setting sun, this primitive village on the grassland presents a scene of paradise.