"Bang bang bang-"

Harris followed Jamila's instructions upstairs to the innermost room and knocked tentatively on the door.

"Come in, the door is unlocked. ”

Hearing that it was indeed Lorna's voice, the Vigian pushed open the door and walked in, the girl with her back to him, packing up some simple gear, as if to leave.

"Jamila came over here to help me, there are two daggers on the table and handed them to me, and I'll have to deal with this annoying long chain of armor on my side"

Harris looked at the table by the windowsill, a leather strap with two daggers stuck in it, he picked it up and looked at it, although the appearance was ordinary, but the steel was not bad, looking at Lorna's back, he walked over and handed the dagger to her.

"Okay, just let it go"

It's just that in the next second, the girl seemed to be like a puppet that didn't move, and all the movements, words, and Qiē stopped, and the Virgian tried to put his hand on her shoulder, thinking that Lorna would shake it off, but there was still only silence in return.

"I can't worry about that, so come and see you" Unable to stand the depression, Harris opened his mouth to try to break the deadlock, but the girl still did not react more, nor trembled, at this moment, her heart was as calm as water.

"I'm sorry I didn't know what to do to you," the Virgian explained, though he knew that no matter how he explained it, Lorna would ignore him, just to get comfort in his conscience. Harespoyer had never had a shortage of women in his bed, but this time he was ashamed for some reason.

"Needless to say, I know better than you"

The girl straightened up. Harris's hand slipped limply from her shoulder.

"I'm leaving here right now, probably not going to set foot in Vekia again for many years, just let what happened last night happen to Harris pass. Or you're going to roll over your bed like a bitch."

Throwing these words, Lorna didn't even look at the Vikia nobles who were stunned on the side, and walked out of the room

"Boy, listen up, it's not a good habit to peek at other people's love letters!"

Ellen looked at Uncle Fatis with a smug face, pouting, since he knew about his previous troubles. was counted all the way by him.

"Hey, hey, hey, let's go to the place where the horses are sold, go and see. Don't keep grinding your tongue with your uncle~"

"Yo, if you hadn't reminded me," Fatis looked at the horses lining the street and stroked the beard on his chin, "I can't choose a rotten seed to go back with four horses." ”

Alleyne patronized a few nearby horse shops. Let's start with the body type. Looking at the age of the horse, he finally tried the horse's temperament, and chose a solid white horse from all the horses, and the boss asked for two thousand and he didn't pay any of them; Fatis chose a chestnut one, judging by his many years of experience in horses, this horse was not bad in speed and endurance; for Lorna, he chose a war horse, tall and mighty, and both Fatis and Ellen were full of praise when they saw it; as for Jamila's, they felt that she would not go to war anyway. I bought an old horse with a softer temperament and a little big buckle. Riding on the road is not chaotic.

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"Well, aren't that Miss Lorna and Miss Jamila?"

Just when the two of them were picking up their horses and picking up their horses, they saw that Lorna and Jamila had already packed their things and went to the city gate.

"Hey-you two Lorna-Jamila-"

The girls turned back and saw Fatis and Aren walking with two horses and smiling.

"Alright, alright, we've bought your mounts too, how about trying it out?"

"Oh—why mine is an old horse!!" Jamila took the reins from Alleyne, and the horse's teeth grew when she looked at it again.

Fatis didn't turn his head, and said: "Why do you want such a good horse, why do we want to cut people's heads on the battlefield, and give you an old horse with a stable temperament, because we are afraid that you will not be able to control the road and fall you." ”

"Cut look down on people~~"

Lorna tried to touch the horse's thigh, then looked at its teeth: "Good at charge, pick me such one?"

"Oh, don't you want it?" Ellen thought that his carefully selected horse would be well received, but Lorna gave such a sentence.

"It's okay, the stamina is not weak, so be it"

"Oh, we ran into Lord Rodrapoye a little earlier. Fatis suddenly remembered something else.

The girl who heard this surprised everyone and just sighed, and then stretched out her hand: "Give me the letter"

"Wow, God, how could my sister know that there is faith?" saw Lorna's uncertain prophet, Jamila's face was surprised and envious. Fatis handed the letter, and Lorna opened it, only glancing at it, and Jamila, who had intended to peek at its contents, barely read a word, and the letter was thrown into a charcoal stove in front of the paving.

"Hey, haven't you finished reading it!!?"

"Are you still going to follow me?" said Lorna, covering her face with her hands, as if she had resigned herself to her fate.

"Alas, if something happens, of course we won't leave you"

"Then our direction has now been adjusted, and the next place to go has become--Riva Cheze. ”

Compared with other ethnic groups in Karadia, the Kugit people are undoubtedly in the most disadvantaged position in the face of the raging war. Despite the name of the "Khanate", the nomadic herders of the steppe did not seem to be truly united, and the nominal ruler Saiga Khan could only maintain control over a few large cities such as Tulga and Achmoor, while most of the steppe was in the shadow of the insurgents and robber lords.

The Fort of Lerag, located at the pass of the mountains and rivers, was the military barrier against the invasion of the nomads of the Kingdom of Vecchia, but as the war with the Kingdom of Swadia continued to escalate, the troops stationed in the fortress had to be transferred to the south in large numbers, and a considerable number of tribes of the Kujits, who were oppressed by the Salanders and Karads, took the opportunity to move northward on a large scale, posing a serious threat to the eastern cities and villages such as Kudan and Zhivacheze.

And this is the purpose of Lorna's party who were persuaded by Rodrapoye to go to the Wacha Ze

"Ah, you still came. ”

After a few days of sleeping in the open, a total of forty-one men arrived at the coastal city north of Vikia, and after settling the group in a local hotel, Lorna went to the lord's residence to meet Rodrapoye and the local lord Magali.

"Don't be polite to me, the old ghost counts me as a defeat to you this time" The girl didn't even say a good word when she met the two, shook off the snow from her shawl, and threw it on the back of the chair by the stove.

"Don't care, how to say that we used to be peers," Rodrapoye smiled with a cunning smile, Lord Magali was very happy to hear that his old friend had brought him a strong help, but when they met, they found that it was a little girl under twenty, and they couldn't help but feel a big difference. However, the person who can make Lord Kulau look up to him is definitely not an ordinary person, but he is convinced of the fact that he has relied on Rodrapoye for help for a long time.

"If I'm not mistaken, you must have waited until Fesnard was taken over by the Kugits before you rushed me over to save my life. ”

"Hehe, Miss is kind and eye-catching. ”

Seeing the old man's smile on his face, Lorna couldn't stop sighing, although it was her own decision to lose her life to Harris that night, but when she found out that old Rodra had left the city of Kulau, she should have expected that he would also play a trap on her, and in the end she was led by the nose by this old fellow.

"Forget it, let's not talk about that, tell me about the situation here. ”

"To say the least there are 10,000 horse bandits to the east of us, scattered over a wide area, and a few months ago we could have the city guards drive them away, but now the Kugit are able to take the village in groups. ”

"How many people were there in the wagon that day?"

"Well, less than six hundred, many recruits have been transferred to the south, and now there are only a few veterans left, barely able to hold the wall"

Hearing that this was the case, the girl interrupted Magali's description almost impatiently: "Six hundred against ten thousand, what are you kidding, I have less than fifty men, you should give up the surrounding villages, and when you defeat the Svadians, you may still be saved."

"Oh, don't worry," Rodrapoye seemed to be confident, "and you're not the only one of our reinforcements." ”

"Oh, who else"

Just as Lorna felt strange, old Rodra gestured behind the curtain with his eyes, and a man lifted the curtain and walked out, seeing that the so-called reinforcements were actually him, the girl's face twitched unconsciously

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"Harris, we're short of manpower on our side, so I greeted Javier overnight, how about you bring someone over, don't mind. Old Rodra looked at his nephew who came out of the curtain as if he didn't know anything.

"Well, of course it's just" Harispoye looked at his uncle in embarrassment, and Lorna's eyes seemed to be bursting with fire.

Magaliboye looked at the three of them and felt that the atmosphere was not quite right, and hurriedly stood up in the round: "Oh, hey, since everyone knows each other, let's all sit down, I specially asked the cook to prepare a good barbecue"

"I'm sorry, Lord Magali, I have something to do, I'll go back to my camp first, I'm not used to feasting or anything. With such a sentence, the girl turned and left the mansion. The nobles who left Vekia looked at each other.

"Well, I originally wanted your relationship to be normal, but it seems to be a little difficult," Rodrapoye glanced meaningfully at his bewildered nephew

(To be continued......)