Chapter 138 Ugly Human Nature
"Thank you..." Nyx gently picked up the Silent Sea Scepter and hugged it to his chest, saying with tears in his eyes.
"It's okay, why are you crying? Who has offended my Grand Duke again?" Roland smiled and stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears.
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"Here's the gold coin! It's over now!" Jesse Ava said in pain, covering his head.
"Now we're in trouble, there's a big problem with our supplies!" Lance's face looked extremely ugly.
Just as they were sailing through the Loringleron region, an unknown water-type monster set off a huge wave in the river. With the fighting spirit of the accompanying Lordaeron rangers, they prevented them from being overturned by the huge wave. , but there was still water splashing into the cabin. Originally, the shipbuilding technology of the Beorn tribe was not very good. The boats they built could only adapt to the gentle inland rivers. As a result, the flour they carried was all wet. So thorough...
"We need to get to the shore and rescue this food!" Lance showed a bit of helplessness in his eyes. He was really afraid of natural disasters rather than man-made disasters!
"Go to the west coast and stop!" Lance said, holding his forehead.
Further on the east coast is Togordo. Although the orcs there have been severely damaged by the coalition forces, there are still many leftovers that cannot be dealt with by Lance's small force.
"Bake these water-soaked flours first, and then let's go find any villages or something to supplement them!" Lance held onto the long sword on his waist.
"As you command, my lord!"
"Sir Lance, are we going ashore? Oh my god!" Jesse Ava said in horror. The goblin was originally full of fear of the surface, and now that he was about to step onto the land adjacent to the Misty Mountains, his legs began to tremble.
"No way? The goblins in my impression are quite courageous!" Lance looked at Jesse Ava and said.
"Indeed, you are really brave when stealing things!" Lance muttered in his heart.
"Well, we goblin warriors are also very brave and tenacious!" Jesse Ava stood up and patted his chest, which was barely more than two ounces of meat than ribs.
"Goblin Warrior..." Lance could no longer imagine that scene. Think of a group of green-skinned cuties about one meter tall and wearing thin steel armor... Who would harm them? It is better to believe that the goblin warriors will counterattack than to believe that the skeleton soldiers will rise! At least the necromancer also has undead attack spells.
"Okay, I believe you, but we need to save our precious food now!" Lance calculated the distance. They still have ten days and a half of food reserves. The consumption of horse chews for a hundred people It's also very scary. At least half of the flour just melted into the water. Lance can't lead everyone to live a safari life, can he? Moreover, the real grasslands and plains below do not have so many prey to feed so many people.
"It seems that we need to find a town or village to resupply, otherwise we will not be able to reach Rohan." Jesse Ava looked at the flour bags that were dragged out for rescue and the mess in the cabin and sighed. They originally planned to carry out supplies in Rohan, but now they probably won’t be able to reach Rohan.
"Let's make these into bread first!" Lance felt his head hurt.
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Half a day later, the Lance troops who had set up their ships set out on the road to find the village facing the setting sun. Each horse had a few loaves of bread hanging on it. If there were no supplies and prey, this would be their next few days. Food for the day.
"Damn it, I just realized that there is a waterfall here?" Lance studied the map and suddenly discovered a problem that he had not noticed before. There is actually a waterfall in the lower reaches of the Anduin River? This meant that they could not successfully descend to the capital of Gondor.
"Does it mean we need to abandon those ships and walk south to Gondor?" Jesse Ava's mouth twitched.
"I'm afraid so!" Lance was also a little overwhelmed. After all, there was still a long way to go. Although he wouldn't pass through the orc territory along the way, if he traveled by land, the journey would take more than a month at the fastest. Only then can we touch the border of Gondor...
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"Good news, sir! There is a village ahead!" After walking for dozens of miles along the river, the Lordaeron rangers who were conducting radiation reconnaissance ahead finally brought the best news of the day.
"Let's go visit!" Lance adjusted his clothes to look a little more energetic.
"I hope they have a pub, I can't wait to treat myself to a glass of beer!" Jesse Ava wiped the sweat on his head. Although he was riding a horse, the bumps along the way still made Jesse Ava, who had thin skin and tender flesh, feel Tired.
"If so, I'll treat everyone to a drink!" The gold coins in the purse around Lance's waist were rattling, which highlighted Lance's strong capital. It should be said that he was a noble master, right?
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"Clang, clang, clang!" Some shabby copper bells were rung by the militiamen standing on the earth wall. A dozen militiamen, who looked like crooked melons and cracked jujubes, were holding rusty twisted spears in their hands, with panic written in their eyes. At a loss, a torrent of steel rushed towards them at the end of their field of vision.
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"Wai...wai...countrymen...stop...step!" Finally, a militiaman stammered and spoke to Lance and his group who were standing at the entrance of the village.
Looking at the current appearance, Lance is much more majestic than when Roland first entered the village. One hundred heavy cavalry and fifty Lordaeron rangers gave him the confidence to despise these militiamen.
"We are regular troops from the Kingdom of Lagrand in the north. We hope to get supplies and a resting place in your village. Of course we will pay! Let your lord come out to see me!" Lance took out a small bag of gold coins and shook it He shook the ten gold coins inside and made a clear and sweet sound.
These militiamen who grew up in the wilderness have never seen such a battle. Lance's innate aristocratic temperament has suppressed them. Although Lance just sat quietly on the horse, his intimidation The force is not weak at all.
"Village Chief! Village Chief! A noble gentleman has come to our village!" A militiaman cried out and crawled into a square full of people to stop the village chief who was about to give an order.
"What? Noble Lord?" The village chief here's head buzzed, and he felt a little cold in his hands and feet. Could it be that the Kingdom of Rohan sent nobles to collect taxes? You must know that most of the large and small human villages north of Rohan are in a state of self-reliance. They do not swear allegiance to anyone. Their lords are the village chiefs or clan elders, who are prestigious or powerful people.
"Where did you come from?" The village chief who finally got to the wall and saw Lance's lineup completely lost his temper, regardless of the meager soldiers (Ranger of Lordaeron: I didn't expect that in the eyes of these people, I was not as good as me) Heavy cavalry is deadly?), just saying that these guys wearing tin cans can push down the village when they charge...
"Let them come in..." the village chief said lonelyly. They couldn't even struggle in front of the absolute strength...
"Excuse me, we just want to find a place to rest and replenish our supplies. You know those goblins often like to wake people up in the middle of the night!" Lance shrugged at the village chief.
"It's not in the way, it's not in the way! Let everyone come in, but we don't have so many empty rooms, so we can only force you to camp in the village square to rest." The village chief said quickly.
"It's okay, as long as there is a place, it'll be good!" Lance nodded with satisfaction. It was really lucky that he could find the village smoothly, and the people in this village seemed to be easy to get along with. (Is it difficult to get along with hundreds of heavy cavalry on the side?)
"God! What are you doing?" Jesse Ava suddenly screamed.
His scream instantly aroused Lance's alert. Lance immediately drew out his long sword and put it on his arm shield. He looked at the village chief nervously. He was already getting nervous. Maybe he was careless and entered a strange place unpreparedly. territory, maybe they want to ambush themselves? Lance was unsure as he thought about those embroidered spears that were about to break.
"What's wrong with His Highness Jesse Ava?" Lance looked around with his sword in hand. The village chief was so frightened that he raised his hands and knelt on the ground.
"Oh! Mr. Lance, you should come and take a look! What are these unscrupulous people doing?" Jesse Ava's angry voice came from the square in front.
Lance came to Jesse Ava's side with a few quick steps, and was shocked by the scene in front of him. He saw a ragged girl tied up and pressed on a wooden pier. The girl's body was covered with scars, and there were a few strands of blood running down her body. The thin calves circled down and dripped into the soil... and there were piles of firewood next to them.
"What are you doing?" Lance could feel the magic fluctuations on the girl's body without actively exploring. These independently awakened Yeluzi magicians can't control their own magic at all, so the magic elements around them are very strong.
"My noble lord! She is a disaster! She is ominous! She even attracted monsters to attack the village yesterday!" the village chief said, pointing to the girl kneeling on the ground.
"Fart!" Jesse Ava couldn't help it. Although his level was not high, he was also a spell caster. He was instantly angered by this pedantic, sad and superstitious old man! The dark red wooden pile and the pile of firewood clearly indicated that the girl was about to be beheaded as a witch and burned to ashes...
"Damn it! I never thought there could be such a backward place and still believe in stories about witches bringing bad luck!" Jesse Ava gritted his teeth after cutting the rope with a knife and freeing the girl.
The executioner carrying the ax was obviously very dissatisfied with Jesse Ava's behavior, but soon the flattened lances taught him how to communicate correctly: throw down the weapon, and then kneel down!
"We took this girl away!" Jesse Ava rolled his eyes at the village chief and ordered everyone to carry the scarred girl to their temporary residence.
"Human nature is really ugly!" Jesse Ava looked at the girl sleeping in the tent and was filled with indignation. He really couldn't understand that there were still people who regarded the natural awakening of the spell caster as the witch in the world of cholera in knight novels...
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