Chapter 088: Deportation
"I swear, no one can do such a thing!" Camille frowned as he sat on the back of the white wolf that always accompanied him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ info "Do we want a lot? do you want to ask her for gold, or do you want weapons?" he turned his head to look at the lord's face, and saw that it was normal, and continued, "We only occupy two abandoned temples, or we have temporarily cleaned them up, and besides, all three meals are pea paste, don't you see what those guys are eating? I told you a long time ago, the Assyrian cannibals don't spit out bones....."
"That's enough, Camille, don't say any more. Eugene sat in the saddle and spoke before Kenny.
"Just let him speak," Kenny untied his wine bag from the saddle and poured the last sip of wine into his mouth, "You don't know what happened, say it, this kid will feel a little better." β
"Lord, I want to make you feel better. Camille stroked the mane on the white wolf's back and turned to look at Kenny.
"You're complaining, and besides, I'm fine," Kenny said, hanging the empty wine bag back into the saddle, "at least, she didn't hold our troops like White did, and what food and water we have now didn't she finance?"
"It's charity, lord. Camille said through gritted teeth.
"Little ghost, since you are my personal soldier, you have to learn to be generous. Kenny pinched his beard, "Do you think I can't shoot a living person a hundred meters away?" β
"She should have ascended the throne by now. Camille pouted.
"That was a week ago, little ghost. Eugene held an old map in his hand, frowning at the horses moving forward, "Lord, go about an hour and we'll be able to get out of the Ghost Forest, and further onβ"
"--It's Ramo Icefield!" Camille picked up.
"No, there's no man's land any further on, and judging from the map, the ice field will have to walk for another two weeks!" Eugene carefully tucked the map into the saddle naan, pulled out the water bag from it, unscrewed the lid, and poured a large mouthful. "Lord, shall we rest for a while before leaving?"
Kenny, dressed in rough clothes, dismounts next to the trunk, and the team behind him stops. Looking down from above, the 5,000 Alliance troops were divided into two by the city's citizens at this moment, half of them were pressed in front of the formation, and the other half was broken in the tail, and the team was like a long winding dragon, lying prone in the crooked narrow path of the Ghost Shadow Forest.
"Lord, don't you really think about going to the Ice Plain first?" Camille said as she filled the lord's small wine bag with a huge wine bag, "Lawrence will be very happy to see you!"
"The farther north you go, the colder it gets, and besides, the Icefield people don't welcome visitors. Kenny vaguely remembered that Alan had said that the Icemen were a group of eccentric Sumerian natives, known for their cold-bloodedness and xenophobia, and although I don't know how this hairy imp got the lordship, such a large group of foreign refugees, even if their lord spoke, I am afraid that it may not be able to make peace with the Icemen.
"If that's the case," took Eugene, "why don't we go south, the queen has no limit on the way we can get out of Assyria." β
"Nipur is now a wilderness, bandits, the main city is an ocean, and Morwin Fort is now overrun by fish," Kenny shrugged, "Let's go north, as close to the ice field as our last option, and close to Assyria, even if the White Dove drives us out of the capital, she will definitely send troops to help if we encounter danger." β
"She won't. Camille whispered to herself as she pressed the stopper on her wine bag.
"Lord, what exactly are you going to do?" Eugene glanced back at the soldiers behind him, most of them had tiredness written on their faces, "we can't go on aimlessly like this forever, although Queen Kellyn has given us enough water and food, it will run out one day, and I have to warn you that we not only have five thousand Alliance troops, but also tens of thousands of city citizens!"
"I know. Kenny took Camille's pouch, uncorked it, and gulped it down, the corners of his mouth spilling red liquid down his chin and over his beard and dripping onto the soft dirt.
"Lord, Elder Eugene is right," Camille said as he munched on a special Assyrian mint, "if you really don't want to go to the ice fields, let's find a place to establish a permanent residence after we leave the forest." β
"We're about to leave this damn forest," Kenny wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth, "and once we get past the forest, it's no longer Assyria, it's bordered by Assyria to the south, ice fields to the north, and sunshine to the west..... Since Nipur can't go back, we'll build a new capital there!"
So, after a short rest, the team followed the narrow path all the way north, and after exiting the Ghost Forest, turned to the west. "The lord must be crazy!" Camille complained to Eugene as he was on the way. But the latter just looked down at the map, and did not talk about it.
Since then, the forests have changed to plains, and the villages and estates here are small and scattered, and without the support of the abundant products of the forests, it is becoming more and more difficult to obtain food.
Before leaving Assyria, Mira Kelling instructed Jaime Dondelion to give them the greatest support: enough food for 20,000 men for ten days, and a hundred wagons filled with hard bread, green beans, barley, lard, and yellow cheese, which was a specialty of Assyria. Most of it has been consumed by now, and if it weren't for the herds of prey in the Ghost Shadow Forest, wild vegetables and mushrooms everywhere, I'm afraid that these foods would not have been enough for them to sustain them until now.
"Lord, I think she should give us some money," Camille said to Kenny after counting the rest of the supplies, "The money keeper in the Ramo Ice Plains told me that Assyria was the most short of money in Sumer, and they were the largest trading center in the whole continent, and they were rich in minerals, rare metals, and timber. β
Kenny chooses to fall on deaf ears and continues to work on the old and worn map with Eugene. "Right here," Eugene said, pointing to a spot on the map, "if Lake Mochizuki does exist, then it is the only living lake within a radius of three hundred miles, and the capital needs fresh water, which is the most important thing, and then we can open a canal to divert water to the capital." β
After that, the team traveled west for half a day.
As the sun sets, the lake on the ancient map appears in their field of vision, larger than the map shows, and the water source is clearer, except for the mountains to the north, the east and west sides are boundless wilderness, Kenny orders the party to go around to the north of the lake, arriving in the middle of the night.
He looked at the desolate plains and the dark mountains, the starlight of the sky was reflected on the night wind and waves on the lake, the water of Mochizuki Lake rippled frequently, and the reflection could not help but fluctuate, the people and horses had set up pots and stoves and set up tents in the field, and in the crowd, some people sang homesick songs.
"Lord, is this here?" asked Camille, standing behind him.
"Hmm. He turned around and looked at the busy crowd in the moonlight, "This is our new territory, the capital will be built on the mountain, and its name is Beicheng!"