The place where the group of people from the West crossed was called the Neck. Firstly, it is because it is the narrowest zone in the middle of Westeros. Secondly, the hot and humid sea breezes from the east and west converge here.
It also blocks the cold air from the north, and the cold and heat converge. It rains drizzle here all year round, and there are only a handful of days in a year when you can see the sun.
Sufficient water nourishes the tall trees here, and the dense crowns of the trees cover the top of the head. There is no sunlight during the day. The only places where sunlight can be seen are ponds one after another, and the bushes are covered with silt.
Pond.
The cold drizzle, the muddy dirt road, every step you take will sink into the mud up to your ankles, which consumes a lot of physical energy. Coupled with Cersei and her maids, the group of people expected to arrive at the inn before dark and walked until midnight.
Just arrived.
The two-story wooden house is the inn, and there is a livestock shed next to it. This is the only place where people can stay for dozens of miles. Nearby fishermen and hunters often bring their catches and prey here in exchange for some
Things that must be obtained through trading: iron weapons and salt, the hunters built some simple shacks next to the inn for their temporary residence. The inn had no name because the owner's family was illiterate, so people called it according to the location where it was built.
Itshanjiao Inn.
After being tired until midnight, under the arrangement of Adam and the innkeeper, Cersei, who was sick with fever, was first supported by the maid and moved into the guest room on the second floor. The knights could find a place to sleep on the dry second floor, and there were no titled soldiers.
I can only sleep on the tables and chairs in the lobby on the first floor.
A team of nearly two hundred people filled the inn, and many fishermen and hunters sleeping in the hall were naturally kicked out. The nobles didn't care where they slept in the middle of the night.
"There's no room? Then I'll sleep on the floor?" Donnie shouted arrogantly, his face close to the short innkeeper. His hand was still holding the hilt of the sword that was missing a gem, and his left hand pointed at the bed full of sleeping soldiers.
Ground floor.
The innkeeper in front of him was so frightened that his legs trembled. Not to mention the two hundred or so armed men, not to mention his poor arrangements, even if they made arrangements, the innkeeper would not dare to complain if they didn't pay.
"Sir, there are only four rooms on the second floor of my little place. One room is for me, my wife and my daughter. One room was just given to you, and the other room is already occupied by someone else." The innkeeper replied tremblingly.<
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"You said there are four rooms, and there is one more!" When Donnie asked on the stairs on the second floor, Adam, who was counting supplies in the lobby on the first floor, looked up, pretended not to hear, and continued to do his own thing.<
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The innkeeper hurriedly ran to the door of a room and opened the leaky wooden door with a rope instead of a door lock: "Sir, the last room is full of debris. The weather here is humid, and the food brought here will not be stored on the second floor."
It will rot."
"Then go and drive away the guests staying in the hotel!"
Seeing that the innkeeper was frozen in place, Donnie pulled out the long sword from his waist and put it on his neck: "Either you drive them away and let me live in them, or I cut off your head!"
"No, sir, I'll go right away." The boss no longer cared about the principles of running an inn. He leaned against the handrail and slowly walked around Donnie. He walked to the guest room door and pushed the wooden door. The door didn't move. He should have opened it from the inside.
It was tied with a rope, and the nervous boss started banging on the door.
"What's wrong!" A shout came from the room.
The man's voice was about thirty years old. The hound behind Donnie tightened his gloves.
The door of the guest room opened, and a bearded man in gray linen clothes looked at the boss. Just as he was about to speak, Donnie came over. "I want your room, get out of here!"
"Who are you?" Several companions were awakened in the hunter's house. No matter how shabby the inn was, the hunter was still not luxurious enough to live alone. They and their companions pooled money to stay for one night in order to have a good rest the next day.
To track the prey.
"Hounds, drag them out!" After seeing clearly that several people were wearing coarse cloth, Donnie was no longer polite and stepped aside and waved to Sandor to deal with it.
Sandor the hound was sitting against the wall to rest after a tiring day. Not only did he walk on his own, but he also kept pulling Donnie. Now he saw him bullying others, so he didn't want to talk to him, so he turned his head and closed his eyes and started pretending to sleep. p>
"Ah~~~it hurts~~~"
The defected captain of the Golden Robes, Oswell Kettleblack, and his son Osmond hurried to Duny's side.
Two sons died outside King's Landing, causing the already elderly Oswell's hair to turn completely white during his escape. On the narrow ship, he also found out who Duny was, the West and the Suffield family.
The double heir, now he is constantly directing his son.
The tall and strong Osmond picked up the hunters by their necks and threw them down the stairs.
"Hahaha."
Seeing the two people rolling down, the soldiers on the first floor began to laugh.
"No!"
Osmond grabbed two more people from the room and kicked them down the stairs one by one. The soldiers below laughed even more.
"You!" A hunter got up from the ground and touched his bleeding chin. He was about to curse when his companion grabbed him.
Another companion covered his mouth with his hand and whispered in his ear: "No! They are all here!"
"Do you four want to come sleep with me?"
"Hahaha"
With the strength of the crowd, both women and men were teased, and the extremely bored soldiers on the first floor began to talk obscenely.
"Let's go!" The four hunters ran out of the inn wearing only close-fitting linen clothes. Their bows, arrows, coats, and rope tools were all in the bedroom and they did not dare to get them.
Late at night, several soldiers quietly sneaked into the innkeeper's room with weapons and came out half an hour later.
There was no other sound in the inn that night except snoring.
At dawn the next day, the hunting dog sleeping in the corridor on the second floor was awakened by the innkeeper's family walking past him carrying food.
Without getting up, he looked up and saw bruises on the short and thin boss's face, as well as the faces of his wife and daughter behind him. The hunting dog understood what happened last night. In a remote and simple inn, the boss's wife could not be a beauty.
The girl looks to be only ten years old, and these people can do it.
The people in the Western Region are the Duke's standing army, and they are professional soldiers with the best military discipline. But now that they have hidden their identities for a long time, the evil side of their hearts has begun to show again.
Cersei felt better after a night's rest. There was no medicine or magician here. She could only wait for death if she stayed here. Adam found the innkeeper's cart and let Cersei sleep on it and be pushed by the soldiers.
The light rain stopped today. The people from the West gathered their equipment at the entrance of the inn and set off again. The logistics officer and a few soldiers were checking out with the boss.
"Sir, there are five silver deer in total."
"How much?" the logistics officer asked fiercely.
"Sir, two silver deer!" The boss gave in again.
"Give me money! One silver deer!" The logistics officer knew that the boss had already told Adam the price in the morning, but he still had to bargain with the boss. He kept three silver deer for himself and bought one silver deer for the brothers around him.
Drink.
"Haha, here's your overnight fee!" A soldier took out his money bag, took out a silver coin between his two fingers and dangled it in front of the boss's wife.
The boss's wife stood behind the counter, holding her daughter, who was less than ten years old, tightly in her arms. She lowered her head and did not dare to look at the soldiers, letting them laugh at her.
Click!
A thick arm grabbed the soldier's hand holding the money bag.
"Hound, what are you going to do to my brother!" the logistics officer yelled from the side.
"No wonder you are a logistics officer and he takes the money bag. It turns out that it is your brother who helps you take care of your private accounts!" After the hunting dog finished speaking, he started to exert force on his hands.
The soldier holding the money bag felt like it was being clamped by iron pliers. No matter how hard he tried, he could only watch as his arm was pulled to the counter by the hunting dog.
"Ah~~" The hunting dog pinched hard enough that the soldier cried out in pain, and the money bag in his hand fell on the counter.
The hunting dog took a step sideways and blocked the money bag with his body: "Shall you go back to the team now, or shall I chop off you corrupt criminals and go back with your heads?"
"Let's go!" The logistics officer looked at the hunting dog fiercely, but made a wise choice.
Not only can they not beat the hounds, but they are also taller than the hounds of the aristocratic class. The hounds are landed knights, while they are just knights with empty knighthoods and nothing but a suit of armor and a sword.
The logistics officer led several soldiers out of the inn, and the hunting dogs followed them closely.
"My lord!"
The hunting dog stopped at the door, turned around and faced the innkeeper with a terrifying profile full of scars: "That's yours!"
The hunting dog took a special look at the room where the food was piled. Compared with last night, a team of nearly two hundred people took away most of the things in it. According to the current objects, there are more than five silver deer, and there are still more.
Plus compensation for his wife and daughter.
"My lord!"
The innkeeper picked up the money bag and looked up again. The hunting dogs and soldiers had already gone away.
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Four hunters, holding their legs and sitting on the ground shivering, were sitting on a stone hill not far from the inn, watching the group from the Western Region leave from a distance.
"Who are they? So many people come to this place where birds don't poop." asked the youngest hunter, who was only a teenager.
"A few of them seem to be nobles, and the others are soldiers who have been trained for a long time. They are going west, and they probably want to cross the Neck and go to the west coast to take a boat." The older hunter is good at observing and analyzing the behavior of animals, and understands the nature of people.
He also has a skill. He can tell from the behavior of a group of people who are the leaders, and from their movements, he can tell that a few people are nobles who are very particular about their daily life.
"Let's go back to the inn to get our things. We can't afford to offend these nobles."
The boss and his family, who had been busy all morning, were cleaning up the kitchen, and the four of them returned to their room on the second floor.
"This! My bow"
"It's too much to bully others."
A randomly found stone slab was placed in the corner of the room, with dust from burned items on it. The clothes, bows and arrows of the four hunters were used by Donnie to make a fire for warmth last night, and two iron daggers were also taken
Go.
"My dagger and bow! Ah~~~" the young hunter began to cry, this is all his property.
In this remote and poor place, iron daggers and a good bow are the key to survival for hunters. They need to peel many pieces of good leather to get them. Without these, it means that their families will starve during this period.
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Seeing the pain of his friends, the eldest hunter felt that he should do something.
"I still have some food at home. Let's take our family and go north to join Lord Reed! But before we leave, we have to cause some trouble for those people!"
The four of them are people who grew up in Zejing. They are not nobles or soldiers of a certain family. They are ordinary hunters who cannot read a single word. They only have the hunting skills that have been passed down in Zejing area for a long time to live here. p>
People who can live here for decades or even generations do not need to know any nobles, but they must have good dealings with another group of people, otherwise they will be robbed and killed at any time. This group of people is the Gaoshan clan living in the Mingyue Mountains, or
They are the valley savages called by noble gentlemen.
The four of them found some hay in the livestock shed and stuffed it into their clothes to resist the cold morning. Under the leadership of the older hunter, they walked towards the Mingyue Mountains, which are full of white stones.
The savages advocate primitive violence. If you follow their rules, it is easy to deal with them. If you are stronger than him, do not bully the smaller one, and defeat him one-on-one, then the savage will recognize you as a strong man. But in the end
The key point is that many people can't do it. You must be poorer than the savages! If they don't bother to rob you, then you can have a chance to challenge the savages in a duel!
After climbing several hills, we arrived at a savage reconnaissance camp. The four people raised their hands to show that they had no weapons. Several people in fur clothes came out and started gesticulating at them.
After a while of communication, the savages learned that a bunch of fat sheep had come to their "territory". Nearly two hundred people were not easy to deal with. The savages had to go back to the tribe and ask others to come with them. In order to verify the authenticity, the savages also brought four hunters with them.
He went back and asked the four of them to rob together. There is another meaning. If the four people told false news, the savages who worked hard would put the four people on the grill from bottom to top! p>
The group from the Western Region walked several days ahead, and the savages also gathered a robbery team of four to five hundred people and started chasing them.
Once the weather in the humid Zeneck area is clear and the water vapor evaporates, thick fog will form soon. And this kind of good weather is also a time when people living in this area make an agreement to trade with each other.
"There is a temporary trading station ahead, let's go see if there is anything to eat!" Adam's voice reached the ears of everyone in the team from the thick white fog.
"Trading post?" When Donnie and Hound walked in through the thick fog, they realized that this was different from the trading post in their minds.
On a flat stone the size of an arena, many people from the surrounding areas gathered here, placing the prey and furs they had killed on the ground, with or without currency, and anything you had in hand could be exchanged. "What smells so bad!" Donnie covered his mouth and yelled.
The hunting dog following him sniffed, as if he didn't smell anything. His nickname is hunting dog, his family emblem is also hunting dog, and his nose is not a dog's nose.
"It turns out they are these untouchables and good dogs. Guess how long it has been since they took a bath? A month or a year! Hahaha." Donnie pointed at a few dirty people squatting on the rocks to rest and laughed. p>
"Come back Dhoni!"
The hunting dog saw the costumes of the people squatting on the ground and dragged Donnie to him.