Although the war horse pulling the cart is strong and powerful, and has the endurance of the magic array, there will always be times when it gets tired. Basically, every four or five hours of fast driving, the three of them stopped for a short break. During the day, they hurried away, and at night they set up tents to rest, ensuring that the horses pulling the carts maintained their vigorous physical strength, and they were getting farther and farther away from the town of Wesson. Along the way, despite the heavy snowfall, the three still encountered some mercenaries and small caravans from time to time. Some clever guys are already trading between Blackwater and Wisson, which are still under construction, selling knick-knacks to the orcs gathered on the shores of Blackwater Lake in exchange for all sorts of sculpiry. Before sweeping away the bandits along the trade route, not to mention the merchants, even the mercenaries did not dare to act alone, lest they would be deprived of their money and money after encountering the most vicious robbers. But now it's different, after Agusu's sweep and the fox elder's recruitment, even if the vast majority of natives haven't joined the Demon Beast Territory, they don't dare to do anything wrong like in previous years. Occasionally, the trio would encounter some businessmen or mercenaries who would strike up a conversation, but the quick-witted Orlando all coped with it naturally and without attracting anyone's attention. The merchants and mercenaries who came and went couldn't imagine that Yang Ling, who they talked about the most, was sitting in this inconspicuous carriage. Orlando would go out hunting whenever he stopped for a break, and with his high sense of smell, quick speed, and almost every javelin, he was able to catch his prey quickly. Sometimes a few pheasants are hunted, sometimes a few snow hare are caught, and sometimes, even a hungry porcupine is killed. After becoming proficient, Yang Ling can often take out three tents from the space ring and tie them up in a while, and then the three of them make exquisite food together, and put the ones that can't be eaten into the space ring for storage. Although the conditions are relatively difficult, the three of them talk and laugh together, but they are also happy. On this day, I saw that the sun had set, but there were still more than a hundred miles away from Blackwater City, and I didn't have time to rush over. Yang Ling simply prepared to rest early, and ordered Orlando to stop in a leeward hollow. As usual, not long after Yang Ling set up his tent, Orlando walked back with two big pheasants. There is nothing else in the Ladakh Mountains, but there are many fat pheasants, which are frozen like turtles and huddled in the grass. As long as they find a hiding place, it is effortless to catch them, so that Yang Ling can eat the original game every day. "My lord, do you eat called flower chicken or roast chicken?" said Orando as he shook the snow on his cloak, and after following Yang Ling for a while, he saw a lot of different ways to eat. Among them, the taste of flower chicken made him have an endless aftertaste. "One is called flower chicken, one is roast chicken, I'll warm you two more pots of rum!" Before Yang Ling could speak, Yuna preemptively replied, after tasting the taste of called flower chicken in the past two days, her mouth became more and more greedy. On the first day, when I ate the golden roasted chicken, I almost swallowed my tongue. After shaking his head and smiling, Yang Ling took out various spices from the space ring, all of which were prepared in advance by the careful Alice. After knowing that Yang Ling was going to the distant Principality of Livingsa, she often burst into tears with worry, her eyes were red and swollen, and she prepared everything she could for Yang Ling. From the seasonings you eat to the coats you wear, you can do everything from them. After the chicken was dehaired, gutted and washed, Yang Ling evenly spread the seasoning to the chicken, then wrapped it in snow lotus leaves and tied it tightly with string. After sending out a fireball to ignite the firewood that Orlando had picked up, Yuna put two jugs of wine on the firewood, then took some of the wine jar mud and crushed it into powder, mixed it with water, and expertly spread it on a damp cloth. Then, put the pheasant bundled by Yang Ling in the middle of the wine puree, pick up the four corners of the damp cloth and wrap the chicken tightly. Make the mud stick tightly, remove the wet cloth, wrap a layer of snow lotus leaves, and bury it under the fire. At the same time, Orlando quickly defeathered another pheasant, washed it, and roasted it on a firewood fire, sprinkling some salt and spices from time to time. With the Space Ring, everything from fresh water to spices of all kinds is available. Slowly, the aroma of game spreads far away. Just as Yang Ling and the three of them were preparing to eat, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and several mercenary-looking people hurried over. Barren mountains and wild mountains, is this a mercenary passing by, or is this an ambush soldier who is here to deal with himself? Seeing that the other party quickly stepped up and pounced without slowing down, Yang Ling remained silent on the surface, and gently flipped over the roast chicken in his hand. Secretly, he quietly took out a witch talisman from the space ring, and he could summon the army of demonic beasts at any time. At the same time, Yuna frowned, and her right hand was habitually pressed against the staff. Silently transporting the huge magic power, the demonic beast crystal nucleus at the top of the staff emitted a faint spark, and it could send out a wall of flames at any time, blocking the opponent's way. Orlando alertly drew the sharp javelin behind his back, his pupils constricted, and he stared at the knight at the head of the group. is even considering whether to apply a little snake venom given by Medusa on the javelin, so that the other party will not come back with one shot. The speed of the other party was very fast, without the slightest slowdown, and soon rushed in front of the three of them. Just as Orlando took a deep breath and was about to make a move, the other party finally reined in the galloping war horse and stopped in time. "Tsk, incense! Ibilis, it's so fragrant!" Looking at the rum on the firewood, and then at the roast chicken that Yang Ling was turning over in his hand, a fat man swallowed his saliva with difficulty. As he spoke, he slurped, twitching his huge nose so hard that he almost left his saliva out. "Hello, I'm Liya, the leader of the Dragon Slayer Mercenary Regiment. After glaring at the fat man, a girl in a fox fur coat jumped off her tall horse, strode over, and sat down unceremoniously. Under the girl's demonstration, the other four also jumped off their horses one after another and unceremoniously gathered around to roast the fire. The greedy fat man stared at the roast chicken in Yang Ling's hand while roasting the fire, a strong man about two meters tall threw his heavy axe aside and looked straight at the two jugs of rum emitting wisps of steam; a masked girl who looked like an archer quietly walked to a corner and curled up beside the fire; only a young man who looked like a knight smiled apologetically. Looking at the few young people who had no experience and were obviously just debuting, Yang Ling smiled faintly, remembering the rookie mercenary group that competed for the Earth Storm Bear Crystal Core some time ago. I didn't expect them to leave Wesson Town so quickly after recovering from their injuries, and they didn't expect that they would meet so coincidentally in this barren mountain and wilderness. Yang Ling had heard of the name of the Dragon Slaying Mercenary Group, but it was obvious that the other party had not seen it, or could not recognize his identity. Otherwise, I believe they will not be so reckless no matter how much they cook. "My lord, this roast chicken tastes good. I, Hans, have been traveling from south to north for many years, not to mention anything else, at least I don't know how many roast chickens I have eaten, but I have never smelled such a fragrant taste, and it is definitely a great pleasure in life to be able to eat such a delicious taste!" Looking at his appearance, it seemed that he couldn't wait to snatch the roast chicken in Yang Ling's hand. Before Yang Ling could speak, the girl who claimed to be the head of the regiment sneered and reached out to knock on the fat man's head, "You dead fat man, you have been traveling south and north for many years, so what am I?" "Liya, this" The fat man named Hans rubbed his hands, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he said: "When you were three years old, I took you and sneaked out to go shopping; when you were still walking with your fingers in your mouth, I already had the first woman in my life, and when I walked south and north, you were still there" "What are you still doing?" Hans, you shameless silver thief, you tell me clearly!" the fat man said as he got up and tried to slip away, but he didn't expect Liya, who claimed to be the head of the regiment, to be faster, and grabbed his ear. Gritting his teeth and twisting hard, the fat man's face immediately turned red and he screamed in pain. Looking at the rookies among the rookie mercenaries in front of him, Yang Ling shook his head, signaling Orlando and Yuna not to be nervous, and chatting slowly with each other. It turned out that after selling the crystal nucleus of the Earth Storm Bear to the old butler Mulberch, several people finally earned their first pot of gold and felt an unprecedented sense of accomplishment. Overjoyed, he decided to return to Montesen, but after coming out of the town of Wiesen, he did not bring enough food with him in a hurry, and after a day's journey, he panicked with hunger. After smelling the tempting fragrance, he immediately hurried over. "My lord, it's okay to call me Hans in the future!" After rubbing his ears that were about to be torn apart by the girl, the fat man swallowed his saliva and continued to talk to Yang Lingtao, "I don't know if the three of you are mercenaries or adventurers who came to Weisen Town?" Seeing the greedy fat man staring at the roast chicken in his hand, Yang Ling smiled, and understood what the other party meant without thinking too much. After flipping over the golden roast chicken, slowly sprinkle a handful of refined spices on top. Suddenly, the golden roast chicken exuded an enticing aroma, and the fat man's stomach immediately 'gurgling, gurgling'. "My name is Yuri, I'm not a mercenary, I'm not an adventurer, I'm a small businessman!" After a pause, Yang Ling continued: "This is my sister Yuna, and that's my servant Orlando!" Although some aspects have not been concealed for a while, he believes that businessmen who are not extremely experienced in life will never be able to see it. The rookie mercenaries in front of them were very arrogant, fair-skinned, and obviously had not done any rough work, and they were definitely not from some poor family. In addition, these people don't know how to be cautious and tactful, and even giggle in front of outsiders, no matter how they look like experienced guys, they give people a little bit of a gentleman's feeling.

(To be continued)