Chapter 69 Frontier Market

After a period of stay in Nedshire, the Lagertis caravan set off again, from Nedshire to the northern counties of Crancia.

After nearly a week's journey, the convoy gradually drove out of Ned County, where there are many hills and forests, and came to the somewhat limited Cold Rock County.

The sky is gray, and the cool drizzle floats in the field of vision, and the rain threads are dotted with this verdant world.

The ground is full of grasslands, but these grasslands are not connected together, but separated by high and low broken rocks. If you ride a horse and run wildly in a straight line on this land, you have to jump up or down a 'step' at regular intervals. These steps are the faults protruding from the ground rock, forming patches of varying heights on the ground.' cliff'.

The dark blue rocks are cold to the touch and very hard. Such a distinctive landform also gave this place the name 'Hanyan County'.

Thanks to the special terrain here, it is convenient to set up defense lines and checkpoints to resist the impact of the cavalry on the grassland. A long time ago, the human kingdom used this as a border line, which isolated the ancient Fia grassland to the north.

Subsequent human kingdoms have also successively inherited this idea, with little change, until the later Zephyr and Crancia.

Loren Hill sat in the carriage, with a brown shawl over her light red dress to protect against the slightly cold climate. She opened the curtains and looked at the grass with varying heights in the distance.

"Are those rock-built ruins used to be beacon towers?"

A maid in a black and white uniform replied in the carriage: "Yes, Miss, those are the watchtowers and beacon towers built or repaired by Xifeng in the early years."

"My ancestors used to follow the King of the West Wind to fight. Due to the vast grassland and lack of water sources, the King of West Wind once planned to build a fortress and a guard point here, and use this as a stronghold to move north."

"Not only that, but also seal some military meritorious lords here to strengthen the resistance and prepare for future conquests."

"Unfortunately, the physical condition of the King of the West Wind gradually deteriorated, and coupled with the issue of the heir, the Northern Expedition was shelved until the throne was replaced, the power changed, and the country stabilized again, decades later."

"The monarch at this time is no longer interested in the Northern Expedition, because the high-level nobles already know that there is not much wealth on the grasslands, and ruling will cost a lot of manpower and resources, which is thankless."

"Instead of this, a large number of border commerce and trade have arisen, and the lords who once entrusted the border have also risen, and our family is one of them."

"A large number of sentry towers and beacon towers have been idle or abandoned. Now, hundreds of years have passed, and most of them have become weedy ruins."

"Didn't the orc tribes go south to intrude?" Roland Hill lowered the curtains and looked at the maid in the car.

"Maybe there used to be, but from what I can remember, and from what I heard from the elders, there has been no large-scale orc invasion."

"Why?" the girl asked curiously.

"Miss, the orcs don't have a unified country like us, and their tribes have a lot of estrangement and battles with each other."

"The tribes close to the south have made a lot of money by relying on trade routes, and they also have rich food. Naturally, they have no intention of ruining their relationship."

"It is the tribes in the north who are really hungry and belligerent, but they are not a short distance away from the south. Coupled with the territorial concept of the southern tribes, using this as a buffer, our borders are rarely invaded."

"So for so many years, has there been no able man on the grassland to unify the tribes and establish the kingdom of orcs?" Roland Hill recalled the history of the earth.

The Central Plains court often draws and divides to maintain the dispersion of the grasslands and avoid going south.

Although the west wind is strong, it is not always strong and at its peak every generation, and there are times of weakness and civil strife.

"This... I'm sorry, Miss, I'm not very clear about the reason." The maid bowed her head apologetically. Although she was born from a noble family, she has a certain degree of knowledge and understands the history of her family and kingdom, but she has no idea about the history behind it. The reason, and did not think so deeply.

"It doesn't matter, we'll see when we get there."

Roland Hill comforted the maid and turned his eyes to the window again. In the corner of his field of vision, a patch of colorful figures and tents began to appear. At this time, the rain stopped, the sky slowly cleared, and a few rays of sunlight passed through the clouds. The gap, shining in the verdant world after the rain.

As the convoy approached along the road, the loud shouting, the chatter, and the chirping of livestock gradually became clearer.

Lorraine Hill and Nia had been to the Gufia grasslands, but that time they went directly to the tribes in the north. They didn't know much about the southern border, and this seemed to be a different scene.

Compared with the huge ancient Fia grassland, there are not many tribes near the west wind border, but they are also very moist. In this wild market, many aliens with beast ears can be seen.

They wore leather jackets, with colorful decorations on their bodies, and different shapes of ears and horns on their heads. Compared with humans, they are much stronger and stronger, and they can often be taller.

However, inside the market, people often nodded and bowed, and it was these strong orcs who were cautious.

"I'm sorry, what about this one? We have carefully selected and cleaned this batch of goods, and there is no odor. Let's take a look." An orc with leopard ears said to a human merchant.

"Don't go, we can still get it cheaper." The businessman shook his head and walked away casually.

"Excuse me, how do you sell these herbs, we can exchange them for fur...

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Loren Hill got off the carriage, wearing a sun hat with flowers on her head and a layer of veil on her face, and accompanied by several riders, she walked into this open-air market.

With her strength, she naturally does not need protection, but in order to avoid unnecessary trouble and harassment, Mira still had several riders follow her.

These riders were wearing capes and armor, so they were not easy to provoke at first sight, and they could indeed act as a deterrent.

Compared to the orcs on the grasslands, the Rabbit Ears are much happier now, and they look at these unfamiliar 'similars' around them with a hint of curiosity.

There are human beings and orcs in the stalls and merchants in the market, but the things that humans sell are different, and the things that the orcs sell are similar.

An uncle with horns was shouting loudly, describing how good his own fur was. There were several thick layers of fur around him. These furs were tied with ropes and placed on a simple wooden shelf. Colorful squares.

Roland Hill walked over and looked at the furs nearby. Most of them were cattle and sheep hides, but there were also furs from other animals such as foxes, wolves, and deer.

"Can I touch it?" The girl's ethereal and clear voice came from under the veil.

"Okay, this eldest lady, please take a look." The uncle with horns saw Loren Hill and his entourage. Knowing that his origin was not simple, he immediately complimented him and brought some good-quality goods and put them on the On the table, choose for the girl.