Chapter One Thousand Two Hundred and Twenty Seven: The Chosen Pioneer, the Boy of the Volcano
"Witness the Lord God! Rest for an hour, and let the warrior eat pancakes. Don't get separated, and don't enter the house!"
The hoarse shout was like the roar of a tiger, which shocked all the warriors, militiamen and tribesmen. They couldn't help but tremble in their hearts. The first-level military nobleman, the warrior captain Luo Toulei, narrowed his eyes and gave an order coldly. He
With his intact right ear sideways, he looked at the "simple" tribesmen of the banner team with a dangerous expression, and then roared hoarsely.
"Who among you is the leader?..."
"Ah! Praise the Lord God! Praise Your Majesty! I am the leader of the flag team, Luo Tongaxe..."
"Praise Your Majesty!! Your surname is Luo? Are you from the Guards Corps?..."
"No, I'm not, I didn't choose the Imperial Guard... I followed the Black Wolf Leader and fought in the Tlaxcala Eastern Expedition!"
"Louder! I can't hear you! ... Oh, it turns out he is a veteran of the Eastern Expedition, and he was enfeoffed here."
Hearing this sentence, the warrior captain Luo Toulei's expression softened slightly and he nodded slowly. His eyes were a little cloudy, and there was some ferocity and fanaticism like a beast. He only had a intact right ear, and half of his left ear was missing.
, there is a large and ferocious burn scar on the left side of his face. And if you look closely, you can see that he is holding the copper ax tightly with his right hand, and there are only three fingers in his left hand. Just standing there, there is a fierce smell crawling out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
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Two steps away, the leader of the flag team, Luo Tongaxe, took a sip and his expression became serious. He bowed his head respectfully, saluted the warrior captain, and then asked softly.
"Blessed by the Lord God! You are... an elite warrior of the Guards Corps?..."
"Well! I am your Majesty's imperial guard, and I came from the Throwing Pioneer Battalion! I will lead the team on this trip to transport white ash!"
The voice of the warrior captain Luo Toulei was very loud, and every word was like a roar. He could hear with only one ear, and the other ear exploded during the Eastern Expedition to the Totonak tribes and when he threw the "magic sphere" to attack the city
He was deaf, missing half an ear, two fingers, and half his face was burned.
The priest responsible for the treatment said that he was very lucky. Not only did he save his life from the pile of corpses in the siege, he survived the fever, and he was still missing an arm or a leg. As for missing two fingers, it was nothing, and he could still continue to serve in the legion.
Fight!... But the priest said a lot, but it fell in his ears, but it was as small as a mosquito's chirp. Now it was troublesome. He was half-deaf and couldn't hear the military orders. Naturally, he couldn't continue to stay in the Praetorian Guard.
bingo.
Fortunately, after the army defeated the city, there were battle merits and rewards to be distributed. Atta, the commander of the throwing battalion, reported him the merits of being the first to win, and was promoted to a first-level military meritorious nobleman, which completely broke the difficult threshold for warriors to become nobles!
Then, he was knighted for military merit and enfeoffed around Apa County. Not only did he own 800 acres of land and 40 serfs, he also married five or six wives, recruited dozens of relatives and clansmen who defected, and finally served as the town commander.
The vigilante warrior captain.
This period of desperate fighting, from joining the Kingdom during the Southern Expedition, serving as the vanguard camp of Marshal Black Wolf during the Eastern Expedition to Tlaxcala, to narrowly escaped death, being selected into the Guards Corps, and promoted to a senior warrior. Then to risking his life to charge, first
He threw "thunder" and finally became a military noble!... In these seven or eight years of fighting in battles and mountains of corpses, he killed countless enemies and countless comrades, and finally gained an astonishing result.
In return, it’s time to spend your old age in advance...
But when he dreamed at night, he always dreamed of the fighting and shouting of the Eastern Expedition, of the throwing and thunderings again and again! He was like a ferocious beast trapped in a broken body. The imprint of the past was too deep, and he couldn't even dream of it.
I can't forget the smell of blood and fire, and I can never relax.
"O God! You are actually the divinely chosen vanguard of the Throwing Vanguard Battalion?! Ah, you are also a battle warrior who has been promoted to a military nobility!!..."
Upon hearing the identity of the warrior captain, flag captain Luo Tongaxe was surprised and bowed his head again to salute. At this moment, deep awe appeared on his face. This was the awe of the warriors in the battle, and also the respect for the promotion to the top of the warrior road!
These thunder-throwing guard vanguards are almost the most fanatical, pious, brave and fearless elite warriors in the entire Lake Kingdom. They are called the "Divine Chosen Pioneers" in awe by both the enemy and us!
These pioneers must go through rigorous screening and have extremely strong physical fitness. They can run hundreds of meters with a smoking "magic ball", climb ladders despite arrows and stones, and then use the "thunder ball" that is about to explode.
"Throw it accurately into the crowd at the top of the city, causing the most horrific explosion casualties!
There is no doubt that among all the legions in the kingdom, the throwing vanguard battalion is the battalion that is promoted the fastest and has the highest casualty rate. And as long as it can survive the siege, it is very likely to be promoted to a noble, completely
Change destiny and class!
"Well! God bless you!..."
The warrior captain Luo Toulei nodded, with a scary smile on his burnt and ferocious face. He turned around, first pointed at the hundreds of militiamen, and then pointed at the merchants from the Department Store who were following him, and spoke briefly and forcefully.
commanded.
"These militiamen, the ash haulers, will give you some grains to eat. If I don't eat you for free, I will give you two axes! ... Those who sell goods, I have said hello, and they will not lower the prices too much. You don't want to rob them either!..."
"Yes! It's all up to you!..."
Faced with such an iron-blooded veteran who could fight and kill, flag captain Luo Tongxu agreed, and the entire flag team had no objections. He immediately ordered Luo Bing to get some grains and asked respectfully.
"Captain, would you like to go into the village and have some hot food? There is also some deer fat in the village, just in time to fry some sweet worms..."
"No! Bring some firewood and we'll eat outside. I won't eat the mountain flag team's food. I won't take advantage of you! It's not safe either!"
Hearing this straightforward answer, Luo Tongaxe was startled and silently touched his nose. The methods of some tribal flag teams, especially those of the dog descendants in the wilderness, were indeed too flexible. But their flag team would not, they
Tekos people are all straightforward and honest men! If they can steal it directly, they will never steal it through detours, let alone drugging...
"One hour! You sell goods! When the time is up, the team will leave!..."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The warrior captain Luo Toulei didn't pay much attention. He turned around and shouted two more instructions to the salesmen and traders following him, "Change
There were a lot of compliments, but he ignored them and went straight to the samurai team and started to light a fire and bake cakes.
These tortillas are all brought from the city. Although they don’t taste very good, they can fill you up and make you hungry. The most important thing is that there will be no problems...
Yes, this team of warriors transporting white ash came from Apa City. They have walked almost three hundred miles to the area of Hand Snake City. And they will continue to walk another three hundred miles to the west until they reach Keshen City.
The fire river city of Lima tribes. The ash yard there is filled with white ash, and then the white ash is transported back to Apa City.
This round trip is 1,200 miles, and it takes almost a month to walk. It is really a hard work! And the mountain flag tribes along the way are all poor and unruly, and some are even too "
"Simple", there is no merit at all, and he might even be attacked and injured by others.
As for such a hard and boring job, as the samurai captain leading the team, Luo Toulei wanted to appease the samurai in the team and distribute decent benefits to his subordinates, so he had to find a way from the merchants in the city.
After some negotiations, the samurai provided security protection for transactions in the mountains and allowed the traders to follow and trade mountain goods with the flag teams along the way. The traders had to provide returns and take out a sufficient amount of goods from the profits of the trade.
goods, to serve and protect the warriors. In this way, the transportation team that goes into the mountains to transport ashes becomes an actual caravan in the mountains. No matter it is the warrior battalion commander in Apa City, the chief priest of the temple, or the banners
The priests of the team all acquiesced to the emergence of this mountain product trade. After all...
"The Lord God testifies! It is hard work to transport white ash into the mountains. If you follow me, you are my brothers. I will not treat you badly!..."
The warrior captain Luo Toulei was eating cakes, and his voice was still as loud as thunder. The so-called white ash is the "volcanic ash" that is a specialty of the Colima Mountains. Since it was discovered that this volcanic ash can be used as natural building cement, almost the entire kingdom's nobles
Both the priests and the priests are in urgent need of this kind of building material that is easy to shape, waterproof and strong, and white and beautiful, and they are willing to pay and provide materials to purchase it!
Whether it is the palaces of nobles, the temples of priests, or the manors of warrior families outside the city, or even building roads and dams in dangerous areas, this "god-given white ash that can turn into stone" can be used!
There are huge reserves of such white ash around the Colima volcano. The kingdom cooperated with the tribes of Colima to discover and establish several volcanic ash fields, and the excavated white ash piled up into mountains. As long as the white ash can be transported out, it will be real.
Wealth! As for the only restriction on all this, it is the long mountain transportation road...
“God bless you! It’s almost time, it’s time to hit the road!…”
"The leader of the team has an order, get ready to leave! Be smart and let the vendors be smart! Those who can't keep up can stay with the mountain tribes..."
"Ah! Hurry up! Close the stall, close the stall... The samurai gentlemen are leaving, follow them!..."
"Dingle bell! Dingle bell!..."
Soon, the spring breeze passed through the mountains, and the crisp bells rang again. The strict warriors, the noisy militia, the traders who followed closely, and the simple and honest tribal flag team who followed behind, reluctant to say goodbye, trying to retain the salesman.
…all follow the ringing of the bell to the west, gradually disappearing into the rolling mountains and forests.
This gray-yellow three-level dirt road continues to the west until the towering and smoking Colima volcano appears on the horizon in the distance, and then it turns into a white three-level stone road. These stone roads branch off into several, all the way to
There are ash fields under the volcano, as well as the increasingly prosperous big city of Colima and the City of Fire River.
In the warm spring day, the old chief Colima sat on a high chariot, escorted by hundreds of warriors and personal followers, and headed for the volcanic hot springs outside the city. This early spring season is the most suitable
Going to the hot springs to recuperate has been his habit for many years.
Only this time, it was very different, and everyone knew it was different. With a loving smile on his old face, Chief Colima stretched out his hand to hold a two-year-old boy beside him. This sturdy boy with a tiger-like head and a big brain was staring at
With round eyes, he curiously looked down at the entourage who was carrying him. And his identity was none other than the third son of Shulot, the undisputed and confirmed successor of the more than 200,000 Colima tribe, Xiu Huiton.
