Chapter 53 Asa Hunting Cavalry

Joann didn't realize how fast he was running before, but after listening to what Dick and Roger said, he realized that it took him less than three minutes to run from the river to the entrance of the town, which was at least twice as fast as usual. Qiao An's heart moved, and he guessed that this was probably the effect of the "sports belt". While increasing the running speed, it also enhanced the endurance, and he didn't feel tired when he ran for thousands of yards at a stretch.

"Probably because I wear civilian clothes, but you are wearing armor." Joan didn't want to reveal the secret of the "sports belt", so he found a reason casually.

"That's true." Dick didn't think deeply, and excitedly changed the subject, "Let's go to the barracks to get the weapons, and ask Instructor Flint to find out what happened."

Joan is not an active militiaman, so it stands to reason that there is no need to go to the barracks to gather, but out of curiosity and worry, he followed the Tyndall brothers to the meeting point.

The Militia Convention enacted by the Town Council of Delin stipulates that active-duty militiamen can receive a pair of leather armor, a shield and a weapon, and the expenses will be paid by the financial department of the town government. Correspondingly, the militia must fulfill the mission of defending the homeland and compatriots when the town is invaded by wild animals or foreign enemies. In the non-war state, the militiamen can take the armor and shields home for safekeeping, and keep the weapons in the barracks for unified storage, and go to the barracks to pick them up when needed. This regulation was set up to prevent militias from fighting with weapons, and it did have the effect expected by the lawmakers.

Joan had no weapons to take, so he ran directly to the militia commander Flint Anvil. After inquiring around, I learned that the old dwarf was on the sentry tower at the moment, observing the movement outside the town through a single-lens telescope.

Joan ran to the tower, looked up at the top of the tower and called Flint. The old dwarf removed the binoculars and bent down to look at him, a wide grin grinning from his mouth, which was almost hidden by his beard.

"Today the sun really came out from the west, and our little mage also came to join the militia assembly!"

Joan was slightly embarrassed, raised her head and shouted, "Mr. Flint, what happened?"

"What are you talking about? I can't hear clearly. If you want to know what's going on, you can climb up to see it yourself!" The old dwarf replied loudly.

Qiao An shook his head helplessly, and had no choice but to climb up the sentry tower with the help of the bamboo ladder. Every time I step on a step, I feel trembling under my feet. The bamboo and wood sentry tower looks so fragile. Joan doubts whether the sentry tower can support a second person after burdening an old dwarf in full armor. weight. Fortunately, the "sports belt" greatly improved his climbing skills, and he quickly climbed to the top of the tower along the trembling bamboo ladder, without changing his expression or beating his heart.

"That's right, little guy, monkeys can't climb faster than you." Flint Anvil smiled and stretched out his hand to pull Joan up to the observation deck on the top of the tower, and handed him the telescope, "Look, Don't be intimidated."

Joan held up the brass binoculars with both hands, looked out of the town through the lens tube, and soon saw a group of riders gathering at the entrance of the town, about forty or fifty riders, pointing in the direction of the sentry tower , talking in a low voice.

The riders outside the town seem to be all human beings, but their costumes are very different from those of the local townspeople. Most of them wear animal skin tanned underwear, cloaks made of whole wolf or even bear skins, all with longbows on their backs and long bows hanging from their waists. Daojian, most of his face is painted with black stripes of oil paint, and his demeanor and demeanor reveal a brave and aggressive aura.

The two leading knights are the most eye-catching. One of them was a tall and thin middle-aged man with a stern and dignified expression, wearing a dark green cloak with conspicuous emblems embroidered on the hem and back of the cloak—like many golden ears of wheat forming a circle. Next to the man in the green robe is a female knight, wearing tight leather armor, carrying a longbow, and a pair of scimitars at her waist. She looks like a ranger, about thirty-six or seventeen years old, flaxen Her long hair was tied into a ponytail, and her pretty face made Joan feel inexplicably familiar. What surprised him even more was the mounts of the green-robed man and the female ranger—they were not riding horses, but two bipedal dinosaurs wearing saddles!

The shoulder height of the two dinosaurs is much higher than that of the horse beside them. They have huge lizard-like heads and slender necks, full of sharp teeth, gray-green scales on the back, and yellow stripes on the abdomen. They have thick tails and powerful hind legs Supporting the tall and strong body and the master on the back. Compared with the muscular hind limbs, the forelimbs of dinosaurs appear short at first glance, but they are actually thicker than the thighs of adult human men. The forelimbs are divided into three claws, which look like a row of sickles from a distance. As you can imagine, This pair of sharp and flexible front claws can easily grab the prey, and cut open the opponent's chest in an instant, taking out the hot internal organs.

"Mr. Flint, are those tall monsters outside the town 'Deinonychus'?" Joan asked the old dwarf.

"That's right, that pair of Asa men and women are riding Deinonychus, the most ferocious predator in the depths of the Yalf Great Forest." Flint Anvil stroked his beard and said with a heavy face: " Deinonychus is not as easy to tame as cows and horses, only high-level druids or rangers can control such beasts, which shows that the status of the man and woman in the Asa tribe is quite respected."

"Asa tribe?" Joan was taken aback, "You mean the riders outside the town are from the Asa tribe?"

"Isn't that obvious." The old dwarf shrugged. "You can tell from their strange costumes and appearances that they must be Asa hunters from the depths of the jungle, and they most likely belong to the Algonquin tribe—" After all, this is the Asa tribe closest to Delin Township."

"The Algonquin tribe!" Joan immediately thought of Conti, who was from this tribe.

"It's really strange to say that, our Delin Town and the Algonquin tribe have never violated the river. What are these savage natives doing here instead of staying in the woods to hunt birds?" The old dwarf asked. He stroked his chin and muttered to himself, "Unless they are all insane, they wouldn't think that they alone would be enough to ransack Delin Town, which has no fewer than two hundred elite militiamen."

Joan was silent. He vaguely felt that the Algonquins were not as malicious as Flint had guessed against Delin Town. The reason why they suddenly appeared outside the town was probably related to Kandy. Thinking of this, Joan took out a piece of copper wire from his pocket, and cast a 0-ring "messaging technique" on the sentry tower, telling Kandy what he saw and heard.

"The riders outside the town are all my people, and the ones riding the Deinonychus are my parents." Conti quickly sent back a message, with unconcealable joy in his voice, "Don't worry, Mr. Thiel and I will immediately We're here! By the way, Mr. Thiel knows my parents, and the three of them seem to be old friends!"

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