"No, this is a mine, the terrain is narrow, and too many people will affect everyone's performance. Yang Fan shook his head and said.

Keith was an archer himself, and of course he knew how much the terrain affected the archers, but he was too eager to clear the mine and return to the territory to see the newly built walls, so he forgot about it for the time being.

At this time, after Yang Fan's reminder, he woke up. As a soldier, he was also designated by Yang Fan as the commander of all the archers in the Templar, but his judgment was swayed by his emotions, which made Keith feel ashamed.

Yang Fan didn't see his expression, but once again carefully scanned the cave room, and after making sure that there was no one left, he beckoned everyone to leave.

It didn't take much time to get out of the mine, mainly because there was no need to clean the cobwebs and kill the spiders, and there was a magic lamp along the way, so it was naturally faster to walk.

Out of the mine, everyone took a deep breath of fresh air almost at the same time. The cave has been abandoned for a long time and has become a spider's nest, so you can imagine how bad the air inside is.

Because it is at the foot of the snow-capped mountains, there is a hint of coolness in the air, and when you inhale it into your lungs, it suddenly shocks people's spirits, and the head that has been in the cave for too long and is a little drowsy gradually wakes up.

Seeing that it was almost dusk, several people hurriedly ran down the mountain.

Before going up the mountain, Yang Fan told the quarrying farmers and the archers who protected them that if they didn't come back before dark, they would put the quarried stones there and go back to the territory on their own.

Now that the sun is about to set, if they have already left, Yang Fan and the others can only run for nothing.

But fortunately, these farmers are very diligent, or they are very loyal to Yang Fan. When they ran down the hill, the peasants were still banging, and a pile of smooth and neat stones had been piled up beside them.

"Master, you're back!" Seeing Yang Fan and the others coming down the mountain, Farrant bent down and saluted.

Yang Fan smiled and said: "Yes, we won't go today, you leave the dry food on your body, and then bring a letter to Grandpa Laurent, saying that we have something to do before we go back in two days." ”

"Okay, master. Farrant nodded, untied the dry food and kettle from his loins, and placed them on a stone that had been trimmed. Then he turned around and collected the dry food of the other peasants and brought it over.

Putting away the dry food, kettle and stone into the ring, Yang Fan patted Farrant's shoulder and said, "Okay, you should go back first today! Be careful on the road." Then he turned to the archers who were protecting the peasants and said, "You must protect them well along the way, and you must not let them be harmed." In addition, after you go back, discuss with the brothers who are guarding the territory, find a few people to patrol the city wall at night, and replace it every day, but you must ensure that there are four wall walls, and at least one person is left on each side. ”

After speaking, Yang Fan sighed, now that there is a shortage of manpower, even the people who patrol at night can only be counted by the number, if there is really a strong enemy to attack, there is nothing to do except to ring the alarm bell. However, thinking that there were ballistas on the city wall, Yang Fan calmed down a little.

When Farrant and the other peasants heard Yang Fan's words to tell the archers to protect them, they were very moved, and they all looked at Yang Fan, their eyes revealing deep respect.

When he heard him talk about the city wall, Farrant was slightly shocked and asked expectantly: "Master, you said the city wall, has the city wall in the territory been built?"

Glancing at the peasants, seeing that they were all looking at him with expectant and even a little nervous looks, Yang Fan said loudly with a slight upturn in the corners of his mouth: "Yes, the city wall in the territory has been built. In the future, you will no longer have to worry about the safety of the wheat fields and yourself, as long as you work hard to contribute to the Templar, our territory will become stronger and stronger. ”

Oh! yes! The peasants cheered when they got the answer they wanted, and from this day onwards they would no longer have to worry about it.

Although they heard from Laurent and Catherine that there are many flying monsters and even dragons in this world. However, ordinary flying monsters will not fly to human gathering places, and dragons are rare even in the entire continent, they have their own territory, and few dragons will take the initiative to attack human towns.

Therefore, the peasants are most worried about the threat from the ground, and before there is a city wall, the magical beasts anywhere in the vast wasteland may break into their wheat fields, or their homes.

Especially after experiencing the first quarrying and encountering wolves, everyone was even more insecure, and even privately organized people to keep watch at night.

Until this time, Yang Fan built the city wall, and the peasants finally settled down, and their excitement was overflowing. Especially Farrant, a stupid big man, actually rushed directly to Yang Fan and hugged him.

"Hey, let me down, take me home and take your mother-in-law." Being held by a big man, Yang Fan was uncomfortable and goosebumps fell to the ground.

Only then did Farrant reflect on it, hurriedly put him down, scratched the back of his head and smirked: "Master, I'm sorry! ”

Looking at his honest appearance, Yang Fan was embarrassed to blame him, so he had to wave his hand and said, "Okay, be happy to go back and hug your woman happily! ”

"Master, then we'll go back first. Be careful yourselves, and remember to come down tomorrow morning to get food. Farrant bowed.

Yang Fan nodded, and then watched them walk into the bushes of the Great Wasteland.

"Master, are we staying in a cave tonight, what if there are spiders?" asked Gate, on the way back to the cave, with a worried look on his face.

Yang Fan looked at the sky, it was completely dark, a curved crescent moon rose in the sky, and the stars were like fireflies hiding in the grass, exuding a radiant brilliance.

The spring breeze with a unique vitality, mixed with a hint of coolness gently caressed his face, Yang Fan closed his eyes slightly while feeling the quiet night, and said softly: "Don't worry, it's still early, let's continue to explore the cave after a while." After a pause, he continued: "Moreover, this is the Yate Snow Mountain, whether you rest inside the cave or outside the cave, the degree of danger is the same, because no one can guarantee that there are really no high-level demonic beasts at the foot of the mountain. ”

After experiencing the incident of the Whispering Forest, Yang Fan understood a truth. That is, nothing is absolute, it's like a trick of fate, and there are always surprises when you think you're successful.

According to the memory of the little prince, Yang Fan learned that there were only low-level demonic beasts on the periphery of the Whispering Forest, that is, demonic beasts below the 4th order.

So he confidently broke in with Getter and the archers, but when he saw Xiao Cheng and the Dire Crocodile, he overturned the little prince's common sense, and when he knew that Gate and they were surrounded by three Dire Crocodiles, he directly threw these so-called common sense aside.

What is an accident? This is an accident.

So now for him, there is no difference between the dragon's cave and the castle walls, of course, this is just a theory, and it is unlikely that it will be used in reality, after all, he is not crazy enough to run to the dragon's cave to settle down.