Chapter 43: Brown Soil Hills

Legend has it that in the days when the Kingdom of Oakland was not yet established, the north was still a barren land. It wasn't until humans broke through the barriers of the Black Forest and settled on this land that the spark of civilization began to spread slowly.

A pioneer knight whose name is no longer verifiable led his like-minded comrades to this land, found a suitable place for human habitation, established the first town, and later made a fortune with the rare mineral veins he explored, and gradually developed into a rich and prosperous city-state.

However, the sudden wealth breeds evil thoughts that lurk in human nature, and the leaders of the city-state soon fall into endless internal friction due to the uneven distribution of interests. Huge interests have blinded the inner sanity of human beings, which in turn has given rise to frenzied behavior.

A careerist has no scruples about resorting to demonic power in order to monopolize all his wealth, but it is he who is devoured first. The gates of hell opened in the center of the city, and an endless army of demons swarmed out, slaughtering all life in sight.

The history of Oakland's founding and development of the North is closely related to this. It took a heavy price for mankind to finally destroy the demons completely, but the scars left by those demons have always been hidden in the shadow of history and cannot be dissipated.

For example, the rumors of the demonic bloodline of the Kemal family are almost semi-open secrets among the upper aristocracy, but there are historical reasons that everyone knows, so they all tacitly remain silent.

And another problem left by the demons is that the city-state area back then, because it was too seriously infected by the demonic power, that land became a chaotic area that humans could not set foot in, even with the power of the Church of the Gods, it was difficult to completely purify the chaotic power of that land, and finally had to give up, which is now the brown soil hilly area.

After thousands of years of time, the chaotic power of the brown soil hilly area has stabilized, but the natural environment is still harsh and not suitable for ordinary humans to survive for a long time, so this is also the only land within the kingdom of Oakland that is not ruled by a lord. But from another point of view, it's not lifeless. For monsters who tend to be in the chaotic camp, this is their paradise.

According to the tales circulating in the tavern, the Demon Order, the enemy of human civilization, once regarded this land as their holy place. Although they have been destroyed by the combined encirclement of the Church of the Gods, it is rumored that there is still a remnant hiding deep underground in the brown hills, where it is said that there is a secret path to hell. (For the latest chapter reading, please visit)

Beyond the less reliable legends, humanoids such as ogres and goblins are the natives of the brownland hills, half-civilized species that are unable to stand up to heavily armed human armies, but have unexpectedly adapted to the harsh environment. They thrive on the land and are in league with the bands of human thieves, making this region a truly chaotic place.

After entering the brown hills from the border of Salin Province, the wind and sand are blowing in the sky. As far as the eye can see, the rolling hills are cascading on top of each other, and it is said that they are the traces of ancient wars against demons. The wind howled through the valley with a strange and breathtaking sound. Most of the land here is red and dark brown, and it is said that it was during that war that it was soaked in the blood of humans and demons, and every inch of the land is filled with curses.

"It's just the reversed penetration of metal veins into the surface soil, just like Hongshiling, which is very rich in veins and was a famous iron ore source in ancient times. ”

A knowledgeable alchemist said after observing the terrain.

"If this is such an important strategic resource, why would the Kingdom of Oakland abandon it?" the magician girl humbly asked, she knew almost nothing about the history and current situation of this area, and all the intelligence information she had collected so far remained at the level of "rumors", which would obviously pose a hidden danger to the future journey of the exiles.

"Objectively speaking, the natural environment in this area is indeed not suitable for human survival and development, and if you want to mine here, the human cost is a problem that cannot be ignored. Subjectively, this should have been an asset of the Oakland Kingdom, and the royal family itself did not have the ability to control this area, and was unwilling to hand it over to others to develop,...... No one can say the specific grievances, but that's probably what happened. ”

Holding the teacup, Lolana gently blew away the tea leaves floating on the water, looked at the solemn expression on Tiana's face, couldn't help but show a meaningful smile, and whispered: "Miss Lanstadt, I think what you should be worried about now is not the political disputes that are far away, but the situation facing the exile team now." According to the books, the living conditions in this area are not so friendly to humans. ”

"So, do you have any suggestions for that?" asked Tiana, frowning.

"If it were me, I wouldn't have gone down this path...... Although Count Kemal is a little biased against us, he is at least a good man who follows the rules of the aristocratic game. Lolana shook her head and smiled: "But there is no point in talking about this now, I can help you find a feasible path, but whether those children can persevere or not depends on their own will." ”

"Tell us what you think. Tiana said noncommittally.

"I'm sorry, but I'm afraid my thinking will be wrong given the lack of information available. Lolana looked back at the gloomy sky outside the tent, and the look on her face became subtle: "If you're in a hurry, you can consult with the others first, while I have to wait for that guy to come back to make an accurate judgment." ”

"That guy...... Didn't you quarrel with him?" the corners of Tiana's mouth curled quietly under the scarf, of course she knew who the person she was talking about.

"Occasionally play a little temper to make girls look more cute. Lolana held her cheeks in her hand and raised her eyebrows provocatively at Tiana.

The felt cloth of the tent shielded the wind and sand outside, and at the same time shielded the shouts of fighting outside.

From the day the exiles' procession entered the brown hills, it attracted the attention of the indigenous people of the land. The so-called indigenous people are extremely complex, including all kinds of scum, monsters and beasts, and the only thing they have in common is that they are fierce and brutal, do not produce, and live by plundering.

The harsh living environment of the brown soil hills has created a cruel and tyrannical character of the aborigines, who only believe in the weapons in their hands, and will fight for their lives for a little survival resources. The aborigines who grew up tenaciously in this environment have no mercy for foreign travelers.

Very few caravans choose to take the trade route through the brownland hills, and even if they had to take this route, they would have to pay three times as many mercenaries to escort them. However, even so, it is often difficult to escape the harassment and attacks of the aborigines day and night, and finally throw their lives deep in the hills, and even a whole corpse may not be saved.

The sheer size of the exiles did initially deter some of the youngest. When they found out that the fat was too big, they immediately dispelled the temptation and lurked in a low-key manner, waiting for the opportunity to get leftovers.

The size of this group quickly attracted the attention of the major forces in the brownland hills. On the third day of the procession's entry into the hilly terrain, a fierce army of horse bandits rushed out of the fork in the canyon and launched a tentative attack on the team. If the refugee team proved to be limited in defense, the hungry wolves lurking in the darkness around them would rush forward and tear apart the fat pieces completely.

Their wish did not come true, and a head-on blow awaited them.

El slashed his axe into the shoulder of the leader of the horse thieves, and the whole man pounced on him. The leader of the horse thieves was not very strong, but with a fierce spirit, he grabbed El's axe with his skull and rolled off his horse with him.

If he were an ordinary soldier, he might be able to turn defeat into victory by relying on this ruthlessness. But now he was facing an even more ferocious beast. El tugged hard, but did not pull the axe back, and watched the other hand of the horse thief leader touch the dagger at his waist, and a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

He roared, grasped the handle of the axe, lifted it up with the body of the leader of the horse thieves, raised his knees and threw down, and the crisp sound of the back of the leader of the horse thieves suddenly broke his spine.

Amid the screams of the leader of the horse thieves, El drew his axe, stepped on his shoulder, rounded the axe and slashed it again, cutting off one of his arms.

"Ahh

"Bloodhoof-sama, what is that?" El asked, curiously as he stepped on the horse thief leader's chest.

"Phew!" the leader of the horse thieves was covered in cold sweat, but he still did not change, and spat at El's face, and shouted with a strange smile, "Lord Bloodhoof will avenge me!

"Thanks for the reminder, that's a great idea. El slowly pressed his feet, crushing the sternum of the horse thief leader little by little. He picked up his axe and chopped off the other arm of the horse thief leader, then slashed his body into meat sauce with one axe after another. The battle around him was over, so he had plenty of time to appreciate the pain of the unlucky ghost.

"My lord, we have captured some prisoners. It wasn't until he had completely chopped up the leader of the horse thieves that Timmy dared to lean over and whisper a report.

"No, as it is, torture and interrogate. El pointed to the inhuman-shaped pieces of flesh under his feet and said, "No matter what they say, let's not live." (Go to read OM) (Jiangsu Net)