If a foreigner wants to fit in perfectly with local life, he must first be able to speak with a local accent. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the same continental lingua franca, there are still many local lingua franca due to the peculiarities of pronunciation in various places. When De Marangu pronounces it, there will be some hooks, so that the words are a little playful and highly discerning. However, among the entire imperial regional accents, "Demara ancient dialect" is one of the most "lowly" regional accents. It's not that the people here, or the words, are really that lowly, it's just that it's too poor here.

No one has ever said that the southern accent is inferior, and no one has said that the official accent of the imperial capital is inferior, and this prejudice stems from the regional discrimination of mainstream values. Among the many discriminated local accents, the worst one must always be chosen, so that most people have a sense of comfort that is less than the upper and more than the lower, so the Demara ancient dialect in the poorest province has unfortunately become the lowest local accent pronunciation.

Very few people will learn the pronunciation here, because it is really impossible to get on the stage. Many people from all over the world gather together, and others speak southern dialect and imperial capital dialect, which will attract envious eyes. If someone speaks the northern sound, especially the ancient Demara dialect, it can only make people laugh.

When a group of knights in the distance scattered from far to near to surround the group, the Sistin did not even frown.

The leading knight rode on his warhorse, condescendingly raised the tip of his spear and aimed it at the Sistin, who was surrounded in the middle. By this time Sistin had already changed his face slightly, he added a circle of beard to himself, his eyebrows were shortened and thickened, and his delicate skin was smeared with a faint layer of sauce, sprinkled with something like dark spots. His whole temperament has also changed, at this time he is a little cowardly, a little afraid, and a little fierce who does not admit defeat.

The current Sistin, even if he asked that Robado to identify it himself, I am afraid that he would not dare to say that this person must be Sistine at the first time.

The knight boy carefully looked at everyone's appearance, and frowned slightly, this was the first passerby they saw after chasing them out. He didn't find anyone in the group who looked as similar as they had described. "Where are you going?", he opened his mouth, and it was a thick accent, and if he were left to listen to outsiders, he probably wouldn't even be able to understand what he said.

Sistine took a step forward, bowed slightly, and said in an accent that was about to spew out ice slag and earthy smell, "Honorable Knight, we have come from the south, and now we are going back to our home. ”

The knight was slightly stunned, not from the south, but from the south, his eyes softened slightly, and the Sistine's native accent was even more stumbling than he was, which made his attitude towards the gang a little better. Of course, the perceptual good is good, and the task still has to be completed. The tip of his gun moved slowly, pointing at one of them, "Where do you live?"

He was pointing at a guard, he lowered his head, and actually spoke fluent dialect, "I live next to the old Gomli house on Wangtian Avenue. ”

The knight let his guard down this time, and the tip of his spear slowly lowered, pointing diagonally at the ground. Gormley is one of the few blacksmiths in Uvel, and often tinkers with others at very low prices, often without paying him, bring him a little food, and he will help you fix any iron. The whole city has been favored by old Gormley.

There were indeed a few houses next door to his house that had been vacant, and even the captain of the knights knew about it. In the early years, there was an ice storm that killed many people, and the elderly of these people have already died. A group of young people meet together to go to the south to break through and see if they can break into a future. This incident also caused a small sensation at the time, triggering a boom in the south.

A slight smile appeared on the knight's face, and he carefully looked at the clothes of several people, all of whom were dressed in good materials, and they were still cotton clothes. Now cotton clothes have become the most popular warm clothing in the north, and everyone is proud to have a set of cotton clothes. Their carriages did not look very luxurious, but they were slightly better than those of ordinary people. It seems that these young lads seem to have made their way in the south.

He nodded, "They're all good guys, do you see anyone heading south?"

The Sistin was in danger, but he didn't show the slightest nervousness and eagerness, and he was a mess. He pointed to the road in the distance, "More than an hour ago, a group of knights ran in the direction of the south, and they were so fierce that they almost hit our carriage. ”

The knight estimated the time, it should be about the same group of people, he waved his hand, and the encirclement immediately changed formation and continued to gallop on the official road. Before leaving, the knight captain instructed: "It's not been peaceful recently, go to the garrison first after you go back, and try not to appear in a gang!", he waved his hand, shook the reins hard, clamped his legs, sat down and neighed under the force, raised his front hooves and galloped away.

The Sistine smile disappeared as soon as the backs of the knights disappeared.

"It's too late to clean up, so I packed up all the food, immediately turned the horse's head, and went to the ice field. At the sound of the order, the guards did not hesitate in the slightest, and immediately did as Sistine said. In the past few years of smuggling, Sistine has used his wisdom and decisiveness to win the unconditional trust of these people.

The carriage turned around and sped up, galloping all the way. In the carriage, the leader of the guards asked with some confusion, "Lord Sistine, aren't we going to the south?"

He wanted to go to the south and ended up running to the north, even if he trusted the Sistin, but he had to make this matter clear, otherwise it would be really difficult to determine whether the others would have any thoughts in this unprecedentedly tense environment. When he asked this, he was actually cooperating with Sistine, asking him to explain, and appeasing the confusion and confusion of others.

The excitement in Sistine's eyes flashed, and he explained: "Judging by the current situation, we have been exposed. If we continue to go south, we will face more containment and blockage. I'm not sure if I've been able to get through it every time, but as far as I know, the Count of Wren is a very clever man, and if he had set it up himself, or if his henchmen had set it up himself, we wouldn't have gotten through it. ”

"At this time, the road to the south has been blocked, there are variables in the wilderness, and this matter itself involves a higher level, I am afraid that the northern army will prevent us from returning to the south. So we can't go south, we can only go all the way north. With our friendship with Bingman, as long as they can shelter us for a while, we can naturally regain our lives after the limelight has passed. ”

Sisdin said a lot of things in one breath, in fact, just now, he had already revealed a lot of flaws. He didn't dare to bet on whether those people would remember, nor did he dare to bet on his luck.

The fact was indeed as Sistine thought, half an hour after the group of knights chased out, the leading captain suddenly raised his arm, and the entire charging formation immediately stopped. The war horse under the seat raised its hooves restlessly, and the sudden stop of this wild gallop also hurt the war horse a lot, if it wasn't really very important, the knight captain wouldn't do it. After all, the mount is the knight's second life, a "person" closer than his wife.

"We have been fooled, turn around immediately and chase that carriage!", the knight captain flashed with a murderous aura that had been deceived.

After he left the group, he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it. Just now, he suddenly figured it out. If you are going back from the south to the north, the horse pulling the carriage should face north. There are only five of them, and they can use a pot that is enough to feed more people, all of which are extraordinarily abnormal. Especially until now, he didn't notice any wheel prints on some of the roads that were still covered with snow on the ground, apparently the group of people lied!

He gritted his teeth, if he really didn't catch up, so that a great credit flew away, he just felt that he and his brothers were unlucky. But obviously chased it, but was actually shaken over, then it was no longer a matter of luck. The future of these brothers behind him is pressed on him, and the anger of being deceived in his heart is almost coming out of his body and melting the whole world!

"Desperately, I want to catch up with them!"

By the time they returned to the place where they had met the carriage, it had disappeared without a trace. There was still a steaming iron pot on the ground, and the soup in the iron pot was still steaming, and it seemed that they had not been gone for long.

The captain of the knights glanced down at the shallow wheel marks on the ground, and his eyes were so dark that he almost fell off his horse with apologetic guilt. His attention was all focused on those few people at that time, and he didn't notice the abnormality on the ground at all, he gritted his teeth, the huge force made his gums red and swollen and cracked, swallowed a mouthful of fishy sweet saliva with blood, he waved his horsewhip, pointing due north, "Chase!"

One fled all the way, the other chased all the way, and on the other side, the news had been quickly sent to Xiukusius through the letter bird.

De Marangu is very poor, and there is not even a magic sound box between poor cities and cities, and any information to be conveyed can only be transmitted through the letter bird. Fortunately, the Northland has its own endemic letter bird, the snow owl, a scavenging bird that is very large, but fast, and not afraid of the cold. From Uvel to Siucusius, it took less than two hours for the snowhead owl.

When the intelligence appeared in front of Wren, he stood up and took a few steps back and forth, "Martin!"

Martin stepped forward, his head held high, his legs pressed together. The sound of the steel boots crashing was particularly deep, and his eyes gleamed with a certain glint that would prove to everyone that he was a true warrior and not just a relative.

"Everyone must wash their faces in hot water, shave off all their hair and beards, and they must be repaired by Sycusius for three days before they can be released. Every person who goes south, I have to meet in person. He paused, and added: "The big road should be watched, and the small road should not be let go, find people who are familiar with the nearby terrain, and all small roads, including the wilderness, as long as they can pass people, carriages, and a large number of knights, must be arranged with manpower." If there are not enough people, the city defense army will be driven out, and if there are not enough, the people will be recruited!"

He slammed his fist on the table, "I want him to be winged!"