The pleasant breakfast time was completely interrupted by the sudden arrival of the pulsatilla, and the atmosphere in the tent was as quiet as death, and the servants who served with him did not dare to breathe for fear of the lord's fury. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Lord," the old servant finally couldn't help but open his mouth, "Right now, the construction of our capital city is just on track, although the Assyrians will not come to disturb us, but the Nikko border guards have already come to attack once, if it is not for the timely arrival of the Mar Chief, we are afraid that we will definitely lose." Nowadays, there are not only Nipurs in the garrison, but also the Karthas who have traveled far from home and followed you to the New World, and if you choose to raise troops to the west at this time, the establishment of the northern city will probably be ......"

As he heard this, Kenny clasped his chin in his fists and looked out of the tent with honey-colored eyes unblinking. “..... And the shoulder wound you sustained in that battle, no matter how good Zolan Marb's medical skills are, it is impossible for the wound to heal immediately, if ....."

"That's enough, Elder. Neo finally couldn't hold back and interrupted Eugene.

Kenny's fist-clenched hands moved away from his chin and coughed softly. "So be it. He raised his hand and hammered his head, and his gaze returned to the tent, "I will only take the thousand guards, and besides, I will discuss this matter with Mar, and let him assign some of the prophets to garrison the garrison." He turned to Neo, "I need you to stay at the garrison, and from the four thousand Allies, a thousand soldiers will be drawn to form a new patrol, and they will take over the Guards and be responsible for the sentry and order of the garrison." ”

"Lord, I ....."

"I need you to stay too," Kenny tapped on the table, interrupting Eugene, "I want you to organize the citizens and proceed with the construction plan that was previously customized." Without waiting for the old man to open his mouth, he continued in an undeniable tone, "A thousand years ago, the whole of Sumer was already under the control of the Divine Academy, and I know that you have such ability, and I know that you will never let me down, right?"

"I ..... Yes, lord. The old servant nodded helplessly.

When the morning sun dispelled the morning fog, the whole station was sonorous and chaotic. People stood in horse-drawn wagons, carrying bags of wheat, buckets of frozen fish, and bundles of feathered arrows up. Blacksmiths were busy repairing their swords, knocking out dents in their armor, and nailing new hooves to the few horses and mules in the garrison. Townsfolk and soldiers, hunters and carpenters, old men and children joined in the chaos, while the thousand guards who had been chosen by the lord took out the grinding stones, sharpened their daggers and daggers repeatedly, and oiled their armor.

After another half-hour, the horses neighed and gasped, Kenny gave orders, and the camp became agitated, and the noise was as high as the tide, reaching its climax.

Even if Eugene tried to dissuade him, he could only watch the expedition go away, and although Camille's wolves helped, the lord only brought a thousand guards. "How can they resist the Flame Legion and the Black Armor Army of your....." The old man sighed as he looked at the expeditionary force that gradually disappeared from view, and Neo beside him also had a sad face, but he couldn't do anything.

However, only three days later, the grim-looking man was replaced by Kenny. Before leaving, his personal soldier Camille also served as the station's material custodian, and the little ghost head prepared two months' rations for the Western Expeditionary Army, but he ignored his wolf pack. As a result, the poaching of poultry in villages and towns along the way is, of course, the blood-loving wolves. In order to pay compensation, Kenny has to unload wheat, lard, and finished bread from the wagon, and in addition to this, he has to apologize to the victim himself, lest the incident reach the ears of the white pigeon.

“..... Those guys aren't going to eat bread with us, my lord. Camille explained this to Kenny after the accident.

So, like the spring drizzle, like moldy bread, like blisters growing on their toes after a long journey, it became a part of what they had to deal with. In the end, the 'Short Robo', who was in charge of the supplies of the Western Expeditionary Army, already knew the price of poultry, for example: if a farmer was bitten to death by Camille's wolf and a rooster, he could go to the station to receive half a catty of flour, if the tricksters bit a hen to death, then he had to add half a catty, ducks and geese were more expensive, and the price of cattle and sheep was .....

“..... Tell your precious wolves!Let them hunt in the forest!Go to the forest!" A week later, Kenny looked at Robb's list and finally fired at Camille.

But things didn't go as smoothly as expected, and although the little imp went on, the snowwolves still preferred to burrow into the village, after all, those fowl were much easier to catch than the hares and pine trees in the forest. "Lord, except for 'Xun Li'," the little ghost pointed to the little male wolf beside him, "The other wolves are just friends with me, and it took me a lot of effort to bring them out of the snow field, so ....."

Kenny had no choice but to let the wolves continue to harass the village, but fortunately the Snowwolves never harmed the villagers, but by the time he left Assyria and entered your territory according to the map given to him by Eugene before parting, the two-month ration was almost at the bottom.

After that, Kenny had to camp at night, send his soldiers out hunting, and when they reached the barren grass, they could only feed themselves on grass roots and wild fruits, and then continue on the road, praying to the Namu god that there would be a forest near the next camp, or a lake where fish could be fished.

Day after day, they traveled along the shores of the lake, marching by day, camping and hunting by night, until at last the trees faded, the rolling hills were thrown behind them, and the winding streams and sun-drenched fields appeared before them, and they confirmed that they had left the forested and mountainous Assyria.

It was a fine day, and the sky was full of birds, most of them crows. They flutter their wings and hover over the thatched huts, and from a distance, they are no different in size from mosquitoes and flies. An unknown lake to the east is like a blue knocked out by the sun, occupying half the world. In recent days, the procession has been walking along the mud created by the spring rains, and it takes a long time to set up camp every sunset, and the clerk in charge of firewood has a headache for the dry firewood to make the fire, and the soldiers who hunt usually have to bring back wild vegetables and bark.

"Lord, I thought your was the only poor city left!" Camille said with a smile as he sat on the white wolf the size of a mule, pointing to the village that was gradually coming into view.

Kenny focused on the map in his hand and didn't talk right away. According to the map, they have now set foot in the territory of your, but they have only passed a ruined wall, four deserted villages, and other than that, the scout wolves sent by Camille have not even seen a living person, let alone a border guard. "Well, let's camp there tonight. He said as he rolled up the map.