The war refugees gathered by the Flying Eagle Group headed south, got on the boat, sailed out of the river, and sailed east on the sea.

Two days later, they sailed up the river and finally docked at a pier in an unknown city.

The flag fluttering not far away Matler didn't recognize it, so he could only pull his child closer and follow the people of the Flying Eagle Group along the road to the north.

Soldiers escorted them along the way, and when it was time to eat, horse-drawn wagons would bring in truckloads of bread and distribute them to the refugees.

Occasionally, a priest in a white robe holding a tall cross would pass through the crowd and shout, "Are you sick?

Along the way, there were constant teams coming from the west, merging into the crowd.

The line grew longer, and the road was full of black moving figures. Far away Chapter 1309 The two lucky people (asking for a monthly pass) looked from afar, and the heads and tails of the team all disappeared above the horizon, like a giant snake with no head or tail.

In the procession, what Matler heard was the gratitude and praise of the refugees to the eldest princess Catherine and the young grandfather Leo, and the praise of the outstanding representatives of the feudal society who resolutely assumed the obligations of a great power during this critical period of Ruman.

Although Matler didn't know how much money the Flying Eagle Group spent on the safe and stable long-distance migration of tens of thousands of people, he knew in his heart that this was definitely an astronomical amount.

On this day, Matar was hurrying with his head buried when he suddenly heard a commotion in front of him, and someone shouted: "It's a soldier of the Holy See." ”

He looked up and saw a group of soldiers marching west against the direction of the flow of people.

At the front of the procession, the golden cross banner of the Bright Sect was waving in the wind.

Behind them were groups of soldiers in white and silver armor, proudly holding their heads high, and marching on foot.

Especially a young general in the lead.

He was young and handsome, dressed in a pure white spotless military uniform and a hat with feathers pinned to his head, with a beautiful mustache and a confident glow on his face.

One of the refugees asked curiously and loudly, "Where do you want the two lucky people (asking for monthly passes) to go in Chapter 1309?"

"We're going to fight the demons~!" replied proudly as the soldiers.

"Drive them out into the sea. ”

"We're going to fight the demon family's hometown. ”

"Grab the High Priest of the Dead and kick him in the ass. ”

The soldiers of the Holy See erupted in laughter, and it was clear that their morale was high.

"That's a good point~!" the people immediately shouted loudly to cheer for these soldiers.

Many people are even drawing a cross on their chests, sincerely wishing those brave warriors: "May the God of Light bless you." ”

Matler also prayed sincerely, and then happily said to the man next to him: "God has not abandoned us, thank you Majesty Niodos." Since the change of Pope, the people of the Holy See are much more diligent than before. ”

This sentence resonates strongly.

Everyone got together and talked about it.

They compared the clergy with their former cousins and came to the common conclusion that Silmelia, Nyodos, although a woman, was the greatest leader of the Holy See for a thousand years, and there was no one.

At dusk on September 16, a weary Matler suddenly heard someone shouting: "We have arrived." ”

The sound was like a heavenly sound, and the refugees who had been driving for several days cheered in unison and walked forward with a quick pace.

I saw a dense woodland in front of me, and in the middle of the woodland there was a large complex of buildings.

Simple sheds made of logs are neatly arranged, with a road in the middle.

The management of the Flying Eagle Railway is waiting at the entrance of the construction site, arranging accommodation for them according to the number.

That night, after a month of fleeing, Matara was finally able to lie in bed and sleep looking at the roof overhead, which, despite its humble beginnings, at least provided a peaceful life.

The next day, Matar, who was standing in the sun, realized that the camp was huge, and the whole camp was like a city, and there were no less than tens of thousands of people living here.

At the center of the camp was the engineering and construction headquarters of the Eagle Railway, and the huge plan in front of the gate showed that the section of the railway they were going to build was fifty miles long.

And there is one camp like this every fifty miles, and nine camps at a time, and a railway with a total length of five hundred miles has to be built.

At this time, it was the most chaotic time of the morning, and countless people came out of their sheds in a daze, ready to start the day's work.

The camp was filled with a chaotic noise.

The crying of children, the screaming of women, the roaring of men, the yelling of stewards...... All kinds of voices converged and resounded through the clouds.

Seeing this situation, the villagers of Matarer all felt a burst of timidity, and involuntarily gathered around Matar.

Although Matarer has seen some of the world, he is also at a loss in the face of this situation.

Fortunately, after a while, a steward appeared in front of him with a roll call. As an excellent capitalist, Lei Erye hated a guy who wanted to eat white food, especially his white food.

Led by the steward, Matler and his fellow villagers ate breakfast together in a daze, and then walked into the lumberyard in a daze.

In the middle of this, the steward had to pay attention to the matters one by one, and explained them clearly to Mateller.

At the lumber yard, Matler and his fellow villagers were assigned to the carpentry team, where they were tasked with sawing down the trees and making sleepers for the rails.

Matler was a little surprised by this, these are all the finest woods, and they are the best for furniture or something. But it's a shame to make a rectangular wooden block that can't do anything.

He was bold enough to ask the steward questions, but then he was scolded by the steward. And he also said cruel words: they must all be dissolved into standard rectangular wooden blocks, dare to saw the wrong one, the wages will be deducted, and the legs will be broken.

The frightened Matarer didn't dare to make a sound, so he could only start working with his head bored.

Although several of Matar's fellow villagers have never done carpentry, the work is extremely simple, as long as someone takes it, and after a little study for half a day, it will be basically mastered.

The timber they sawn was inspected by another person, and when it was passed, it was handed over to another group of people to be transported, and as for where it was transported, Matler did not dare to ask more.

Anyway, hundreds of people in the lumberyard sawed the wood, and eventually all disappeared, as if swallowed by a huge monster.

It wasn't until sunset in the afternoon that Matler got off work.

He walked back to his tent with a sore body and fell asleep.

Although he was tired and tired today, Matler was at peace in his heart.

Along the way, he was always nervous in his heart, for fear that he would be deceived when he got to the place, or that the Flying Eagle Company would not look down on his ability, and then kicked him out.

At that time, his family had no way to live, either to go up to the mountains to become a robber, or to starve to death.

And now, after this day's work, all worries have disappeared.

This work is very hard and tiring, but because of this, it also shows that the Flying Eagle Company really needs people to work.

As for the hard work, where have the croppers who planted the land done easy work?

Anyway, he finally found a way to survive in this troubled world.

He can feed his family with his own hands. You can hold up this sky for them so that they can live without worrying about them dying of hunger or other disasters......

What could be more important to an ordinary person?

×××××××

Taibo carefully lay on the cold stone, holding his breath, revealing only his two eyes, staring intently at the deserted beach, and clenching the spear in his hand.

The waves crash against the beach, which is full of dark and brown stones, and in this barren land surrounded by mountains, a terrifying behemoth appears on the seashore.

It looked like a big black ship, hundreds of feet long and forty or fifty feet high. The body was twice as big as the largest house Taibo had ever seen.

This is simply a mythical monster, and it is likely that the legendary god of war Rohan killed the sea dragon.

Now half of the strange-looking beast was lying on the beach, the other half of its body was immersed in the sea, and the undulating waters were constantly washing over its body.

There was a grunting sound in Taibo's stomach.

He hadn't eaten enough in a long time, and at the moment stomach acid was digesting his own stomach.

Taibo had climbed the cliff only three days earlier and had picked up two eggs that were not much bigger than his thumb, but he was immediately attacked by hundreds of seabirds and fell off the cliff, and his legs still ached.

"Damn the Rumans, why didn't Rohan send a thunderbolt to kill them. Taibo cursed in a low voice with a glint of hatred in his eyes.

Tebo, a warrior of Tessiheim, had been defeated by the Rumans two months earlier, and only a dozen or so escaped alive.

The high mountain ramparts of which the Cteshim were proud were useless against the fire-spitting weapons of the Jomans.

Taibo called it the devil's weapon, and only the legendary devil would use the flames of hell, and the warriors of Tessitheim were torn to shreds by the flames before they could even walk up.

But a curse was useless, and Tessheim was occupied by the Rumans, and those who resisted were killed, and those who did not resist were taken away with ropes.

Taibo, who did not want to be a human slave, fled to the north with a few of his kindred, and the Ruman Legion followed them closely until Taibo came to the edge of this sea of ice, and the damned Ruman disappeared.

The compatriots sent back to hear the news were gone, and there was no news of them, and Taibo and his people had to struggle to survive here.

Although it is still September, the cold wind with the smell of the sea is blowing on my face, and it is already as cold as a knife, and it has begun to snow sporadically.

The snowy mountains are about to be completely closed in October, and Taibo can't think about how they will survive in a few days.

Obtaining food and surviving became Taibo's only task.

If they could kill the monster in front of them, it would be enough for a dozen of them to spend the whole winter, and it would weigh hundreds of thousands of catties.

Taibo clenched the spear in his hand, weighing in his mind whether to go out and fight for it.

The monster didn't seem to be lethal, it had no claws or fangs, and it looked like a ...... It's like a big fish.

As he hesitated, a large bear howled and stepped forward and began to bite at the monster's massive body.

"It's dead~!" Taibo only then reacted, it turned out that the big monster on the beach was a dead thing, no wonder it had been motionless for so long.

Tai Bo was ecstatic in his heart, and couldn't help but put his hand under his head, his forehead slammed on his head, and his voice trembled: "Thank you to the great Rohan." ”

It must have been the god of war, Rohan, who saw their valor, killed the monster and sent it to them so that they could survive the coming winter.

With a small amount of effort, bears, wolves, foxes, and all kinds of carnivores that they didn't usually know to hide there all popped up and feasted around the monster's corpse.

They tore open the monster's skin, revealing a few feet of fat underneath.

Taibo couldn't help but swallow, his stomach screamed louder, and there was nothing like a piece of fat full of fat to restore his body.

Meat coated in fat is roasted over a fire and dipped in a little white salt, which is the finest delicacy among the barbarians.

But for now he could only wait patiently, waiting for the beasts to eat enough to eat and leave, he was no match for the wild bears who desperately stored fat before hibernation.

Seeing the beasts leave the beach one by one, Tebo jumped neatly from the boulder, and in a few steps he jumped to the monster's corpse, his hands gently caressing the red flesh, as if caressing the skin of the most beautiful woman in the tribe.

Taibo leaned on it and took a deep breath, with an excited expression on his face, and muttered, "Thanks to Rohan, it's still fresh." ”

He took out a knife from his waist, cut a small piece of meat on it and threw it directly into his mouth, chewed it carefully, and tears of emotion flowed out, originally he thought that they would not survive this winter.

"Rohan has not abandoned us, and we barbarians still have hope of revival. Taibo knelt on the cold stone, reverently expressed his faith to the god of war, Rohan, and said secretly in his heart: "In the future, we must kill more Rumans, especially the barbarians who have taken refuge in the Rumans, and even more so kill one by one." ”

After praying, Taibo cheered, jumped up from the ground, pounced on him, stabbed the knife into the monster's flesh with all his might, and slashed westward with all his strength, and cut off a few pieces of thirty or forty pounds of flesh from the monster in a few strokes.

Just as Taibo was struggling to carry the raw meat on his shoulders and bring it back to feast on his companions, something suddenly appeared on the distant sea level.

Taibo wiped his eyes vigorously and poked his neck to look north, where there were indeed some different white spots on the gloomy sea.

He knew that occasionally there would be ice floes floating towards the mainland, but these vague shadows on the horizon did not look like ice floes.

Using his hands and feet together, Taibo climbed onto the monster's corpse and stood on top of it to look closely.

It looks like a ship~!

And it's a very big ship.

There are very, very many big boats, so many that Taibo uses his fingers and toes, and he can't count the number of white spots.

"The Ruman people~! are here to arrest themselves. The thought crossed Tebo's head.

But he immediately denied it and arrested them with only a dozen people, and the Ruman people didn't need to go to such great lengths.

Besides, if the Rumans wanted to come by boat, they had to set sail from the south and circle the continent to the west to get to the Ice Sea.

Taibo concluded that this could not be a Ruman.

"And who the hell is it?" Taibo pondered in his mind, and suddenly a thought popped into his mind: "Perhaps, this is a divine warrior sent by Rohan." ”

Taibo slipped off the monster with his ass, pulled out the dry moss from the crack in the stone, and piled it together, cutting a piece of the monster's fat, and then knelt down, holding the flint and steel in both hands and pounding.

The spark ignited the dry moss, and the flames jumped up, and the oil on the fat was roasted and dripped into the fire, burning more violently.

Taibo stood on the shore, waving his arms into the distance, shouting loudly, "I'm here~!"

The fleet at sea turned around and accelerated towards him.

Two hours later, as the sky grew darker, the fleet sailed into the beach in front of Taibo.

Taibo was astonished to see that all the sea in front of him was occupied, and as far as the eye could see, the white sails obscured the sky, and there were only four or five hundred of them.

Each of these ships was several times larger than the monster in front of him.

The ship was crowded with people, but they were clearly not barbarians, but Taibo was sure that they were not Jomans either.

A black hill suddenly appeared from behind the fleet and hung over a dozen feet above Taibo's head, and was about to fall and slap him into a meatloaf.

Taibo screamed and ducked.

But this black mountain flying in the sky seemed to be alive, and when Taibo hid there, it followed there, and flew above Taibo's head.

Eventually, Taibo fell to the ground in fright, holding his head in his hands and screaming in terror.

At this time, a human head poked out of the black mountain overhead, laughed loudly at Taibo on the ground, and said contemptuously in a hoarse voice: "What, it's a wild man." ”

Tai Bo raised his head carefully, the black mountain above his head actually flew away, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, several bright swords were already on his neck, and the slightest cold air from the blade of the sword scared Tai Bo's cold hair to stand up.

"Who are you?" asked Taibo in a frightened whisper.

They seemed to be more interested in the monster, and several well-dressed people were arguing about the monster's corpse.

"Good fellow, if we are pushed by it, our ship will capsize. ”

"I've never seen a fish this big, what the hell is this thing called?"

"According to the naturalist records, this thing seems to be called the Dragon Whale Beast, I heard that it is a magical beast that lives in the deep sea, and it can use high-level water magic, and the water jet that spews out can break through the ship, which is very terrifying. ”

"Whew, it's good that this is dead. ”

"In the evening, the whole army will have a meal and stew the meat of the monster. ”

"Yes, yes. ”

Several of them held down Taibo and did not speak, as if he were insignificant, and was left out in the cold for a long time, and the pride of the Taibo barbarians was hurt, and he struggled violently, and cried out, "Who are you?

Hearing this, several people surrounding the whale carcass turned around and looked at Taibo, who was as dirty as a barbarian on the ground, and a middle-aged man led by him sneered disdainfully, and said, "Yes, we are here to fight the Rumans."

But it's not your poor god of war Rohan who doesn't know where to hide.

We were sent by the Demon God~!"!!