Chapter 210: Departure

It must have been January 1772 in the universal calendar, Lorist pondered as he looked at the rows of stars painted on the wooden wall. The mountain barbarian tribe has the exact date is the tribal witch doctor with long hair full of chicken nests, and even asks the month and day to make it mysterious, pretending to be a ghost for a long time to tell you what day it is, it's really sick.

In the past 30 days, Lorist and Reddy have basically nested in the cabin, except for a few times to go out to clean the snow and empty the toilet, and once the two of them took advantage of the heavy wind and snow to run to the small river below the mountain, chiseled the ice and got hundreds of catties of fish, but when they returned to the village, they happened to run into the mountain patrol and were confiscated half of the harvest.

However, it was that encounter with the Mountain Barbarian Patrol that allowed Lorist to discover a great weakness of the Mountain Barbarian Clan, which was insufficient in combat effectiveness during the winter. In the first two days, every winter, Lorist took his family arms to fight against the tide of Warcraft, and he was accustomed to climbing ice and lying in the snow and snow in the ice and snow mountains at minus twenty or thirty degrees, mainly due to the extreme attention to warm winter equipment, leather coats, leather hats, leather gloves, windproof coats, leather masks, it can be said that they are simply armed to the teeth.

Of course, this has a lot to do with Lorlist's previous life in the ice and snow frontier experience, for the family armed soldiers, he can not hesitate to take out those precious demon antelope fur to make cold, frost and warm clothes and pants, although there is no cotton cotton cloth in the world of the Gelinthia continent, but the equipment made of these monster fur is better in cold and warm performance. In addition, the soldiers armed by the Norton family have awakened their fighting spirit, and the circulation of qi and blood plus a leather suit makes it easy to fight against the cold.

Compared to the leather jackets and leather pants that the Norton family is armed with. The soldiers of these mountain barbarian patrols just wrapped the fur of the monster around their bodies. It can be said that it is piled on the body in general. There are several pieces of fur wrapped on his body, but there are bare calves underneath, a leather coat and two very wide sleeves, no wonder even the eight rings of the mountain spirit are equivalent to the level of fighting spirit in the silver two stars, they are all cold to death, shrinking their heads and shrinking their heads to patrol, and they are shivering vigorously.

No snowy days. The mountain barbarians hiding in the big cave will send a patrol team of nearly 100 people to patrol the village once in the morning and once in the evening, and the main purpose is to see if there are any fierce carnivorous monsters sneaking into the village to forage for food. So when Lorist and Reddy returned to the stockade with a large number of river fish, they were surprised to meet the mountain barbarians who had come out to patrol in the afternoon, but Lorist spread his hands and said that he had nothing to eat, and had to go fishing.

The mountain barbarian patrol is very embarrassed, it is a big crime to leave the village without permission, but you can't let people starve to death without food, and besides, aren't they coming back. The bearded mountain barbarians who led the team thought about it for a long time and decided to confiscate half of the catch as punishment, although they didn't like to eat fish and were afraid of fish bones. But in winter, it's good to drink a bowl of fish soup. This matter passed like this, and afterwards, after the big man returned to the cave, he asked Lorist to send a bag of mountain kudzu. From this point of view, these mountain barbarians are still relatively honest.

Thirty days have passed, most of Lorlist's injuries have recovered, one-third of the internal force has been accumulated in the dantian, and in another ten days, the damage to the meridians can be completely recovered after moisturizing and repairing, and Lorist finally put his mind at ease. And the several bruises and blood clots on Reddy's head are left with a large bruise under the impact of Lorist's uninterrupted massage and luck during this time, and it is estimated that as long as this large bruise is eliminated, Reddy will be able to wake up.

Outside, it was snowy, and it was another blizzard.

Lorist sat cross-legged on the fire pit, and the cabin was warm as spring. He had just given Reddy some treatment, and he was curled up and sleeping soundly. After each treatment, he would become extremely lethargic, sometimes sleeping for more than ten hours a day, so that Lorist often worried that he would not wake up.

After another big week, recovering the internal energy consumption of the Gong Gong treatment Reddy just now, Lorist closed his eyes and began to think back to the bits and pieces of his battle with that Great Swordsman of Calinan. I remembered that I was so ridiculous before, and after defeating the great swordsman of Xiandi, I was so high-spirited, and I thought that there was no one in this world who could bargain under my sword, and I was complacent, but as a result, an assassination, an old man, the great swordsman, knocked himself from the clouds to the mortal dust, not only caused those loyal and brave family soldiers to suffer heavy casualties, but also made himself suffer unspeakable humiliation......

He thought that he was good at swordsmanship, and he thought that his family was strong, and he could be at ease in the Northland, but now it seems that he is just too arrogant and self-righteous. A third-level great sword master can make himself so embarrassed, what if there is a sword master, everything is a mirror, only his own strength is the foundation of this world......

Shame and courage, Lorist has already realized, he no longer lets himself go, he must be self-reliant, and hone hard. Just like now, sit cross-legged, thinking carefully about each sword of the Great Sword of Calenan, carefully thinking about how to resist and how to counterattack......

There was a loud knock on the door, and Lorist opened his eyes. Strange, who's knocking on the door in such a blizzard? You have to be careful not to think that the carnivorous monsters are knocking on the door. If it's really a monster, it will be a lot of fun to open the door yourself.

"Who?" Lorist asked aloud.

"It's me, open the door!" a faint voice came from outside the door.

Lorist opened the door, and rushed in the old man who had wrapped himself in a big ball of meat.

"It's so cold, it's cold...... "His face was frozen blue, and there were two hunchbacked mountain barbarians hanging under the nose of the wine trough, and he stomped his feet as soon as he entered the house.

"What are you doing here?" asked Lorist coldly.

"Hey, boy, this is mine, you two get out of here!" said the old man with a sinister smile.

The old man of the Humpback Mountain, probably too cold in his broken wooden house, threw his idea on Lorlist's cabin.

"Have you forgotten the last time you were whipped, and besides, it's so hard outside, where are you going to let us go?" Lorist stared at the old man of the Hunchback Mountain, who he didn't pay attention to now.

"I don't care where you go, it's better to freeze to death. Last time. I haven't settled accounts with you about the whip I received last time. Dare to sue. Now if I drive you out, who will take care of me, so that the mountain lord will not come out of the cave on such a snowy day. This time, it's been two months before you come to her to complain, so why don't you get out of here!" the old man raised his right hand, and Lorist realized that he was still dragging a thick leather whip in his hand.

The old man of the hunchback mountain whipped on Reddy, who was sleeping on the fire pit, and Reddy was awakened and looked at the old man inexplicably.

"Don't get out of here!" the old man was annoyed by Reddy's gaze, and raised his leather whip to smoke it again.

Lorist stepped forward and grabbed the whip.

"Damn dog slaves. You still dare to resist!" the old man burst into a rage.

Lorist didn't speak, and punched the old man in the heart.

"Uh......" The old man stiffened.

Lorist's punch didn't use much internal force, it was enough to keep the old man stiff for about ten minutes. Unceremoniously peeled off the two thick cowhides wrapped in the old man's body, opened the door and threw the old man on the snow. Closing the door and saying to Reddy, "It's okay, you go back to sleep." ”

"Oh......" Reddy lay down again.

Half an hour later, Lorist put on a cowhide and went out to see that the old man of the hunchback mountain was already frozen to the ground. Lorist removed the ice and snow from the old man's corpse, and then carried the corpse to the old man's broken wooden house.

The broken wooden room was as cold as an ice cave, and there was a broken clay pot on the ground in the middle of the room as a brazier, and the firewood in it was cold and soaked. Lorist noticed several large cracks in the plank walls. Originally, it was stuffed with dirt and fur, but now I don't know if it fell or froze. The cold wind only poured in with snowflakes. No wonder this old man from the hunchback mountain couldn't stand the cold, and the dog rushed over the wall to forcibly occupy Lorist's cabin......

There was a large pile of weeds in the innermost corner of the room, and it seemed that it should be the sleeping nest of this old man from the Humpback Mountain. Lorist threw the old man's body on it, and took off the cowhide from his body and covered it over the corpse, making it look like the old man was still sleeping.

Then Lorist searched the broken wooden room, and found a rusty sword hidden under the haystack, and there was nothing good in the room except for a few messes of miscellaneous and garbage. The old man had a lot of food in stock, but Lorist didn't move, so he took his sword and a small plank and exited the broken wooden house, and used the small plank to scrape out the footprints he had left on the snow and the marks of the old man when he came, and then returned to the cabin.

The blizzard lasted for four days and three nights, and as soon as the day cleared, Lorist and Reddy came out to sweep the snow off the roof, and after working for most of the day, they finally saw the mountain patrol come out of the cave.

The leader was still the big mountain man with a beard last time, and he said hello to Lorist before he got closer.

Lorist pointed to the old man's broken wooden house on Humpback Mountain and said, "The first few times the old man's snow stopped, he would ask us to go over and help him get the snow off the roof, but he hasn't come out until today, I wonder if something happened?"

So the bearded mountain barbarian man led the patrol to the broken wooden house, and soon there was a commotion.

Lorist ran over to see the commotion, and the bearded mountain man saw him and beckoned, "The hunchbacked old man is frozen to death, come here, he has a few furs and a few bags of kudzu roots for you." ”

Lorist ran over and took the fur and kudzu back to the cabin, and took Reddy over to help clear the snow next to the broken wooden house, and dug a big pit in the ground to bury the old man of the Humpback Mountain.

Without this hunchbacked mountain barbarian old man, there were only two people left in the huge stockade, Lorist and Reddy, and all the mountain barbarians were huddled in the big cave. If Reddy hadn't woken up yet, Lorist would have swaggered out of here.

In the days when thousands of miles of ice and snow were falling and the wind was howling, in addition to treating Reddy, Lorist was to restore his internal strength and repair the damage of the meridians, and also sew leather clothes, leather pants, leather boots, leather gloves and leather masks from the cowhide brought by the old man of the hunchback mountain, as well as skin eye masks and leather robes to prevent snow blindness. He had dismantled his robe to make sewing threads, and in his robe had hidden a small sharp blade and a long needle and a few fishhooks, which he had now taken out to use as tools for sewing leather coats.

Although the craftsmanship of the sewing was not very good, the leather garments of the two men were completed in less than ten days. He then made some dry food for the road and two pairs of pine-planked skis, waiting for Reddy to wake up.

The rest of the days Lorist frantically practiced his sword in the blizzard, and in the days when the wind was howling. In the middle of a snowy night. As long as he recalls the battle with the Great Swordsman of Calinan, he gets a little insight. He would rush into the snow and toss himself until he was exhausted. In this way, Lorist sharpened his swordsmanship little by little, and the days passed like this.

When three more rows of small stars were added to the wooden wall, Reddy's treatment finally reached its final step. Lorist gently pressed his left hand against the last bit of blood clotting on Reddy's head, and pressed his palm against his back, luck traveling down his meridians to his head, hitting the clot little by little, when the clot was finally peeled off. Reddy fainted.

This time Reddy woke up after four hours of sleep, and when he opened his eyes and saw Lorist sitting next to him, he said, "My lord, I seem to have had a long, long dream......

Lorist laughed, "Remember what you were doing in your dreams?"

Reddy frowned and thought for a long time, and finally shook his head: "I can't remember, it seems that there are many people, but adults have always been by my side...... By the way, my lord, aren't we on a cliff? I shot the old man with an arrow, and then I fell off the cliff and my head hurt and I don't remember anything. Where are we, my lord?"

"We are now slaves of the mountain barbarians. Lorist briefly explained his current situation to Reddy. Finally, he touched his hair: "If it weren't for the loss of your memory, labor and management would have returned to the family territory a long time ago." ”

Reddy shook his head and said, "Your Excellency." You're wrong, you should have gone back to your family's domain sooner. It doesn't matter if the family doesn't have me, but if you don't have an adult, you're afraid of chaos......"

Lorist threw the small silver pot containing the secondary healing potion to him: "Don't worry about what you shouldn't worry about, do you see that I am the kind of lord who casually discards the knights of his own family?" There are still the last two or three drops of secondary healing potion in this silver pot, after drinking, immediately run the Dou Qi to restore blood circulation, give you three days, and when the body recovers, we will go back to the family territory." If you don't have a vindictiveness, even if you have a leather suit, you can't survive the cold weather outside. ”

Reddy grabbed the small silver kettle, "My lord, are your injuries healed?"

"Don't worry, I'm all right, just wait for you to recover, hurry up and take the potion. Lorist said with a smile.

Three days later, Reddy was very happy when he looked at the white sword flashing on the long sword: "My lord, you see, my fighting spirit seems to have increased a little, and the sword has also grown a little. ”

Lorist was painting on the wooden wall with black charcoal, ignoring him.

Reddy put down his sword, "My lord, what are you drawing?"

"Oh, I promised to help the leader of the mountain barbarians here build a canteen for her, but now I'm leaving, and I don't have time to help her build it. So I drew the following steps and structure diagram of how to build a canteen on the wooden wall, hoping that they could understand it and build their canteen according to the picture. It's going to be drawn right away, you clean it up, and we'll get out of here in a minute. Lorist said as he painted.

When Lorist put down the charcoal in his hand and admired his graffiti in the light of the torch, he said to Reddy: "Such a simple drawing, these mountain barbarians should be able to understand it......

A sharp knock on the door interrupted Lorlist's words.

Reddy opened the door, and a tightly wrapped man rushed in. The man untied the skin that he had wrapped around his head, and Lorist realized that it was the thick-lipped mountain barbarian girl.

A sense of shame welled up in his heart, and Lorist said with a cold look in his eyes, "What are you doing here?"

The thick-lipped mountain barbarian woman had a smile on her face: "I am pregnant with a child, and the witch doctor said that it was your ...... after divination."

Lorist was like a thunderbolt, trembling all over......

Reddy was dumbfounded.

The thick-lipped mountain barbarian woman was still saying, "...... My husband died in battle the year before last, and now that I am pregnant with your child, I can marry you, so that you don't have to be a slave, you can join our tribe, and I will treat you well......"

Lorlist's figure flashed, and he grabbed the long sword from the fire pit and stabbed it into the chest of the thick-lipped mountain brute woman with a "flutter......

The thick-lipped mountain barbarian woman slowly looked down at the long sword piercing her chest, and slowly looked up at Lorist, her eyes revealing despair and sorrow before death, and her pale lips trembled and spit out three words: "For...... What ......"

Lorist was also trembling, he let go of the sword, the whole person retreated, and finally sat down on the fire pit: "You, you are the most humiliating ...... in my life"

The thick-lipped mountain woman fell back, Reddy stepped forward to support her, and the mountain woman muttered softly, "My child ......" and died......

The atmosphere in the cabin seemed to freeze, and it was a long time before Lorist raised his head: "We'll leave ...... right away."

Reddy looked at the corpse of the mountain barbarian woman in his hand: "Big, adult, she, what should she do......"

Lorist sighed: "Take it away, find a place to bury her ......"

On a lonely hill, Lorist did not hesitate to spend his internal strength to sweep away the thick layer of ice and snow, dig a large pit to bury the body of the mountain barbarian woman, and then sat by this mound for a long time.

"Forget about it, it's a nightmare for me......" Lorist finally stood up.

Reddy nodded.

"Let's go, it's time for us to go home......" Lorist sped down the hill on his skis.

Reddy followed, and the two of them swept across the white snowfield like two bolts of lightning......

...... (To be continued.) )