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Chapter 113 Camp

The 22nd year after the door of darkness opened.

One day in mid-March of this year, a group of carriages were rushing on the avenue from Shemjin Town to the western wilderness. This was a huge caravan. More than thirty fully loaded four-wheeled carriages lined up in long queues, traveling between the lush jungles. More than 20 fully armed soldiers were guarding the sides of the convoy, with their vigilant eyes occasionally passing by the swaying trees.

In fact, they didn't need to be so cautious. Because the road before reaching Xiquan Fortress was still very safe. Except for the wild wolves behind the thick hazel trees, no one dared to attack the travelers. However, for the jungle gray wolves, this caravan was still too large and could not be swallowed by their appetite.

However, these guards were obviously overly excited because their generous lord paid for each of the guards out of their own pocket to buy a war horse for everyone in the guards. Of course, it was not a precious breed produced in Donggu, but an ordinary war horse. But even so, it was enough that these team members were so grateful to him. You must know that the mercenaries have always walked on a pair of feet. When was they so extravagant that they rode horses?

But speaking of this, riding a tall horse and wearing a battle suit customized by Diago for them, the guards looked refreshed and heroic, and they felt like they were still in the Legion back then.

This battle robe still uses the blue-bottomed and gold-edged style of Stormwind City. The difference is that the chest is outlined not as a golden lion, but a black shield-shaped dragon scale pattern with bullet holes - this is the family emblem of the Asnar family. Although Diago is still single now and is not strictly considered a family, Diago is still confident of creating a family. You must know that the Stormwind City Kingdom does not advocate family planning. On the contrary, the laws of the Kingdom have always encouraged childbirth! Although no one is as crazy to create a nation, Diago believes that it is still a problem for him to marry a wife, have three or five dolls.

However, in Azeroth, the family badges of nobles can never be designed at will. If you don’t know the heraldic studies and random designs, it is very likely to bring disaster to the family rather than glory. For example, the crown represents the royal family. If an ordinary noble without royal blood adds a crown pattern to his family badge, it will probably not take long before the king’s army of siege will appear in his territory.

Diago's family badge was also not scribbled randomly, but hired the most profound heraldic master in Stormwind to design it for him. This family badge is very complex, and each color and pattern on it has its own unique meaning.

The dragon's scale-shaped shield pattern and bullet holes on it show Diago's current record of expulsion - expelling the dragon! The overall color of the badge is black, representing loyalty and firmness, while the blue substrate under the badge maintains the same color as the kingdom's flag, indicating his origin in the Storm Kingdom; the crescent moon in the upper left corner of the shield and the mist-shaped ripples below represent Diago's fiefdom - Yuexi Town; the bayonet muskets crossed the lower part of the shield indicate Diago's hunter profession; the silver-white cross star in the upper right corner of the shield and the winding road below illustrate his most outstanding merit - the return of the escort Saint Reginad Windersol. In short, even a person who does not know Diago can see his profession, territory, origin, and even the merits and honors he has made from this badge.

Of course, the family badge is not static. If Diago receives other merits and glory worth mentioning, it can also be added to it. However, if you change your profession or be deprived of a certain glory, the badge pattern must be changed accordingly. Of course, there may be no need for badges - if the king takes back the territory or deprives of the noble status.

Before dark, they rushed to the West Spring Fortress.

This fortress guards the western border of the Elvin Forest and protects the area from the attacks of wereggars. Originally, the location of the Kingdom was not that important, but after the situation in the western wilderness began to collapse, Stormwind had to strengthen its garrison here in case the Defia Brotherhood, who was rampant in the western wilderness, penetrated into the Elvin Forest.

The convoy did not enter the fortress because no fortress would allow civilians to enter at will. However, on the side of the fortress's wall, the legions stationed here had already cleared a field for passing caravans to camp, and the ready-made camp was surrounded by fences made of giant trees. Trenches had been dug outside the fence and pointed wooden stakes that were tilted outwards were planted.

But out of caution, Larry Beggard ordered the convoy to form a circle more than three meters away from the wooden fence. This distance allows the carriage to serve as the second line of defense for the camp and prevent attackers who overturned the fence from jumping directly onto the carriage.

After all this, the caravan and guards began to raise a bonfire in the middle of the camp, set up a tent, and prepare dinner. The coachman, merchant, guy and the under-duty guards sat down along the bonfire, chatting loudly, watching the rolling soup pot on the bonfire, and smelling the aroma of roasted hot food. A satisfying atmosphere of peace arose for travelers who had been trekking for the day.

Diago sat with his friends, surrounding a smaller campfire. A large pot was placed on the campfire, cooking a hodgepodge of hard jerky, bacon, wild boar ham and dried boletus. However, this dinner was not prepared by Diago. Since Bart Lebby took his own lord, he has stolen all these tasks.

"Sir, please pay attention to the dignity of the nobles. How can you do these rough tasks yourself?" He persuaded more than once.

However, although he felt a little embarrassed about Lebi's attentiveness, Diago had to admit that he still enjoyed such thoughtful care. The process of a diligent man becoming a lazy person was perfectly reflected in him. It seems that the nobles can also be cultivated after all.

After dinner, more people in the camp began to rise. Due to the shortage of troops in Stormwind City, in addition to the soldiers of the regular army, there were also some mercenaries stationed here. They were also a group of people who liked the fun. After a while, some people who were not on duty rushed over from the fortress. They had been holding back for too long, and the salary they paid was eager to jump out and hear a sound.

But in fact, some of the caravans were actually prepared for these people. The merchants immediately set up stalls and opened several loading carts, revealing a wide range of goods inside, ranging from various alcohol, wounded medicine, tobacco leaves, salt, fruits, meat, to flax, wool, and wool made of clothes and steel forged weapons and armor. Diago also saw bottles of poison from it, which seemed to be prepared for the thieves who acted as scouts in the fortress.

A simple open-air bar was quickly built, and the mercenaries sat in a mess on more than a dozen low benches, holding wine glasses and talking. A traveler with blacksmith's skills even moved a simple furnace and anvil from the carriage and began to repair weapons and armor for customers.

The camp became even more lively. The noise of hawking and bargaining was everywhere, and Diago was stunned.

"This is simply..." He felt that he didn't know what to say. These merchants were so good at doing business that they refused to let go of any copper plate that flowed through their fingers.

"They are nothing except women..." Diago exclaimed deeply, but at this moment, he saw Bart Lebby beside him looking at a corner of the camp with a strange expression. There was a lonely green tent there, and the curtains of the tent were closed, but there was a long queue outside the door. A somewhat bald middle-aged man was collecting money from the mercenaries entering the tent one by one.

"What is that?" he asked in surprise, but before Bartle Lebby could answer, he understood, because there was a faint sound of slap and woman's voice coming from the tent.

"This is really fucking..." Diago was completely speechless.
Chapter completed!
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