Jerome looked up at the two wildlings, "You are ......"

"Redbeard," Redbeard replied, then gesturing to the savage beside him, "This is my sister Iron Spear. ”

"Lover." Iron Spear corrected, "We are lovers, from the Fog Serpent Tribe. ”

Jerome said impatiently, "I don't care where you come from, brother and sister or love, why do you want to be deserters?" ”

"We are not deserters, our tribe has been sacked by those hateful Imperials, we managed to escape, and we ran to you day and night to ask for help, but you are not willing to send troops to help me and my people."

Redbeard said, "In that case, we don't want to stay here any longer." ”

"I told you it's not that I won't help you, it's just that it takes some time to prepare, it's not easy to fight, there are many things to arrange in advance, but I can promise you that in the end we will destroy that imperial army."

"How long will it take?" Iron Spear snorted coldly, "By then, our people will probably starve to death." ”

Jerome glanced at the female savage and said contemptuously, "With just the two of you, what can you do even if you go back now?" ”

"We may not be the match for those Imperials, but at least we can help the rest of the tribe find some food, I am the most powerful hunter in the Fog Serpent Tribe, and I have never returned empty-handed." Iron Spear held his chest up.

Jerome was so tired of these two savages who didn't have the big picture that he didn't bother to talk nonsense with them, and waved.

"In that case, then you can go, but when the land is divided in the future, your Fog Snake Tribe will only have to divide a little."

However, not long after Redbeard and Iron Spear had gone, Jerome suddenly thought of something, called Aragorn back, and asked.

"Those savages...... Have there been any anomalies lately? ”

"Abnormal?" Aragorn was stunned, "They are really not very honest during this time, and they always shout for us to send troops quickly, but their nest has been raided by those imperial people, so it makes sense that they will be in such a hurry." ”

Jerome nodded, but his furrowed brow did not unravel, and he said to Aragorn.

"Beware of those wild people, don't let them approach the place where we store our grain and grass, and if you find a suspicious creature nearby, arrest them immediately."

"Do you think any of those wildlings will fall to the Imperials?" Aragorn was a little unconvinced, "Didn't they want to go back to the land of their ancestors?" ”

"The tribe is gone, why do you need land?" Jerome said, "I fear that those dastardly Imperials will threaten their people with their lives. ”

"Then or we'll ......," Aragorn gestured with a decapitation.

Jerome shook his head, "This is the Dragon Crest Mountains, we still need them as guides, anyway, just be careful, after all, I'm just guessing." ”

After admonishing Aragorn, Jerome came out of the tent again, and had his bantam horse brought in him, and went around the fortifications near the large camp to make sure that nothing was missing, and the somewhat restless heart calmed down a little.

After dinner in the evening, Jerome drank two glasses of ale, and at this time he just felt a little sweaty and his limbs were active, although he wanted to drink a third glass, but reason told Jerome that it was time to stop.

So the dwarven general reluctantly put down the wooden wine glass in his hand, which was about the size of his face, and lay down on the fur blanket in the tent under the service of his attendants.

Jerome soon fell asleep and snored.

He didn't know how long he had been asleep, but he felt someone pushing his body in the middle of the lake.

Aragorn's voice rang out, "Oh no, General, our granary is on fire!" ”

Jerome finally opened his eyes when he heard the last half of the sentence, sat up from the blanket, and asked his men, "What, where were you just talking about the fire?" ”

"Our granary!" Aragorn's tone was anxious.

"Did the wildlings do it?" Jerome asked.

"No, it's not the savages, I let people watch them, and don't let them get near the granary, but the granary still burns, it's really evil."

Aragorn paused, and then added, "I asked the guards who were guarding the grain and grass, and some people said that they seemed to have seen a meteor in the sky before the granary caught fire. ”

Jerome, the great name of the Fire Meteor, had also heard of it, and even saw a Fire Meteor streak over the kingdom when he was younger.

His sword Starfire is also said to have been made from fire meteors.

But he lived for almost 200 years and saw that fire meteor, not to mention that there was a fire meteor that happened to be smashed on the granary impartially, which was too coincidental.

Jerome's instincts told him it wasn't that simple, but he hadn't had time to ask Aragon more about the meteor.

I heard someone outside the tent shouting, "Be careful, the fire and the meteor are here again!" ”

How can there be?!

Jeromcher was a little confused, he hadn't figured out what was going on with the first meteor, and the second one was coming again.

This time, Jerome didn't wait for anyone to report it, grabbed a piece of clothing and put it on his body, and walked out of the military tent quickly.

He looked in the direction of the firelight, and his face turned ugly, for if he remembered correctly, it was also a granary.

Jerome single-handedly ran out of food, forcing both Imperial armies into danger and forcing the Marquis of Cullen to death, although he himself of course also valued the food security of the army.

In order to prevent the burning of grain, he even divided the grain he carried into five places, but now two granaries are on fire.

Jerome had an ominous premonition in his heart, and soon the third granary was on fire.

Jerome, no matter how slow he was, now realized that it wasn't a meteor at all, but someone was deliberately setting it on fire.

However, he called the guards guarding the granary, who assured him that no suspicious person had ever approached it.

As they spoke, the fourth granary caught fire, and this time someone finally saw the flickering shadow in the sky by the light of the fire.

Threat, from overhead?

Jerome sent in archers to defend the last granary, and at the same time organized men to extinguish the fire and salvage the grain.

Just as they were just starting to get busy, a strange music suddenly sounded in their ears again.

Then Jerome saw sixteen pillars of light suddenly appear out of thin air in the sky.

One of the pillars of light happened to land on his head.

Enveloping him and his tent, Jerome struggled to look up to see where the beam was coming from, but his eyes were pierced by the sudden white light.