Chapter 12: The Undead

There was no time to pack up the things outside the camp, so Mo Yan and the others went into the camp. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 The log, which is not too thick, is closed, and two chains ensure that it is not knocked open by external forces.

The guards on the tower drew their short bows and slung their arrows to their bowstrings, ready for any eventuality. The mercenaries in the camp also drew their weapons, and if someone breached the gate, they would also be the first line of defense.

The white mist moved quickly, and the forest fell silent in the mist. Some mercenaries who thought they had better eyesight climbed the tower, but they couldn't see anything but the blue flames. The fog spread outside the camp, and the campfire that rose in front of Camos's tent was instantly extinguished like a candle in the wind.

"It's the undead!"

The mercenaries on the tower had their teeth chattering, and not just because of the white chill. They finally saw what those blue flames were, the eyes of marching corpses. The undead in a neat marching procession were passing by the gate of the camp, and the sound of neat footsteps seemed to be trampling on people's hearts.

Everyone was terrified of these undead monsters, and if they were to storm the camp, there would be little anyone able to stop them.

Mo Yan didn't have any intuitive feelings for the undead, and he couldn't see the corpses like an army when he stayed behind the fence. Slowly, the white mist began to subside, and the people who were frozen and chilling rubbed their bodies, and lit the extinguished bonfire again to warm their bodies. Those undead have no interest in the camp, which is their greatest luck.

After the mercenaries on the tower confirmed that the undead had indeed left, the gate to the camp was opened again. Camos's cargo was not passive, except for the uneaten roast rabbit that was lost, everything remained in its original state.

"What are the undead?" Mo Yan was very curious about the unknown, he had read some novels and had some concepts about the undead, but he didn't know if the undead here were as he imagined. After all, there has never been a group of skeleton soldiers on the scene, and there is such a big formation as frost mist.

In fact, Camos didn't know much about it, the only thing he knew was that the appearance of the undead was fifty years ago. It is said that there was a group of mages who wanted to bring the dead back to the present world. And this vain attempt to touch the divine domain was finally destroyed by the divine punishment of the gods, and the undead were born at that time.

Overnight, the entire continent was surrounded by a large number of undead, many of whom were killed and then regained to participate in the strangulation of the living. All the countries had to spend a lot of energy to exterminate these new monsters, and even the hatred between them was flawless, and all the people had to unite to finally get through the difficulties.

"Then why didn't they attack tonight?" Mo Yan was a little puzzled.

In Camos's description, the undead are supposed to have little intelligence, but simply know about the killing machines. So what reason do they have tonight to abandon this camp full of people?

"I don't know. Camos agreed to be confused: "But tomorrow in Kari, we have to report this situation to the lord here, it is not a good thing to have undead wandering here, we may just be lucky tonight." ā€

Because of the spirits of the dead, no one rested at night. Tomorrow we will be able to reach the city of Kari, so a hard night is nothing. Mo Yan sat cross-legged in a strange position for the night, and although he said that he was only meditating, Camos thought he was asleep because he was snoring......

As an important city in Yorkshire, Carey has a significant output. With three seaports, the town of Karan is just one of its outlets, and it's not a big one. Every year, a large amount of supplies pass through the city of Kari and are sold across the mainland, and some smugglers who smuggle goods to Romney often gather here to buy goods.

Every year, the city of Cary contributes a significant amount of tax to Yorkshire's finances. For such an important place, of course, it is not safe to put it in the hands of outsiders, so Carry's Earl of Madrid, unsurprisingly, has a blood connection with the Duke of Yorkshire, the Duke of Malfoy, he is the nephew of the Duke of Yorkshire, of course, they are not surnamed Ma.

As a vassal of the Duke of Yorkshire, the lord of Cary was only responsible to the Duke of Malfoy, and did not even need to obey the king's orders. And because of the good production here, almost every emperor has not given up, and he hopes to get financial support from the lords here.

"The vassals of the vassals are not my vassals, I still understand this. Mo Yan looked at the brick and stone city wall that was not too tall, but it was extremely strong, and said: "But the emperor of Maris is really miserable, he actually has to look at the faces of his subjects to have money to spend, tsk, if you can hang those who are disobedient, the situation should be much better." ā€

"There was once a mad king who did that. Camos smiled and said, "Then he was overthrown by the rebellious lords. ā€

After paying the entrance tax, Camos drove the carriage into the city. The high entry tax has put Carmos's purse bag at the bottom, and they have almost run out of money. But fortunately, before Camos went to Karan, he signed an agreement with a chamber of commerce here, and they would buy the sea beast skins brought by Camos, although the price given was not high, but there was some profit, after all, this place is not far from Karan.

"Are you finally back? In front of a red-roofed bungalow, a woman with a long pipe in her mouth leaned lazily against the door and looked at Camos, who parked the carriage, blowing out a thick puff of smoke, and said with a mocking smile on the corner of her mouth.

"You should have reminded me of the storm. Camos looked at the woman a little helplessly, although he was a little angry that the woman did not tell him, but in fact he also made a mistake. After all, others did not take the initiative to tell him the obligation, and this was also a lesson for him, for the importance of a businessman's intelligence, Camos already knew.

"If you don't experience anything, you won't have a memory. The woman left a sentence and turned into the house, and the guests had already come to the door, so there was no chance to continue basking in the sun.

Mosa and Flender took the sea animal skins off their carts and followed Camos into the house. It's a small trading house, and the hall doesn't seem deserted with a few people, but it's normal at this time of year. After all, the storm had just passed, and some of the merchants had either not yet arrived in Kari or had already set off for the port.

"This time the skin is good, according to the agreement we signed, six gold coins. ā€

The lazy woman who was smoking a cigarette did not give her a chance to speak, her little hand touched the tightly bound leather, took out a money bag from her bosom, counted out six gold coins and handed them to Camos. Forty-five sea animal skins, a total of two bundles, the cost of acquisition has been five and a half gold coins, and the business of this order has only earned a passage fee at most.

"I see you've collected a lot of stuff this time. Before the woman entered the house, she apparently saw that Camos was in the carriage and that there were some other things, and said, "If there is anything you want to sell, you can also deal with it with me, and I will give you a fair price." ā€

Declining the woman's kindness, Camos had no intention of selling anything else. It's so close to Karan that even if the price offered by a woman is fair, it can hardly be sold. If it weren't for the fact that there was no longer a way to go, Camos didn't actually plan to sell these sea hides.

And when Camos went out, he saw Mo Yan guarding the carriage, stepping on a person's head, babbling something. Some of the people around were more or less wounded, and they did not dare to step forward with sticks in their hands.

"What's going on?" asked Camos in a low voice as he came to the carriage. He knew that Mo Yan was not a trouble-seeking person, so there must be a reason for the scene in front of him.

"These guys want to force our goods. Mo Yan twisted his feet on other people's faces, looked at the man who was stepped on, and said with some disdain: "As a result, I want to rob if I don't sell it, and then ...... You saw it. ā€

"Nonsense! We just asked you the price! The man who was trampled under his feet shouted in a vague voice. And the few people around them, looking at the two Mosa who had already drawn their swords, understood that they had kicked the iron plate.

This is the gathering place of the Chamber of Commerce, many merchants will come here to trade, and inland goods are still very popular in the harbor. And it's not the first time that they occasionally rob new businessmen of goods, and the bully is that you are not a local.

But today they obviously chose the wrong person, originally thought it was just a small man, or black hair that they had never seen before. With the appearance of an exotic, he knew at a glance that it would not be a Marisian, and no one would come to trouble if he robbed it, so he planned to snatch the things and throw some money at him, so that he could eat this batch of goods.

But I didn't expect the skinny guy to be able to fight amazingly, not to mention, that batch of goods was not even his. Now that the real owner of the goods is here, it seems that the strength will not be weak, and it is easy to provoke two mercenaries with such big shoulders and round waists, at least in terms of force. If they had seen those two mercenaries earlier, they would not have come up with such a crooked idea.

But since it has been done, then it is necessary to bite to death, and it is the hand of this stranger who moves first. His companions, having just gained the upper hand, had already gone to the city patrol. How could someone who could come around in Kari City have no background at all. And the reliance of these people is the Inspector of Kari City.

The guards patrolling around the city were not hard to find, and there was a group at the intersection not far from the Chamber of Commerce's gathering place. Most of the guards who often patrol the neighborhood know what these people do, and although they despise their behavior as tantamount to robbery, they can get a share after each help, which makes them a little tempted.

What's more, these people are smart enough to never touch those who might accuse them, and the guards don't need to be held responsible. It was the Inspector of Kari City who gave those men the guts.