"You carry the burden, and I hold the horse. Welcome the sunrise and bid farewell to the sunset, smooth out the bumps and turn them into a highway. Overcome difficulties and dangers, set off again, and set off again..."
Brutus hummed a tune, carried his luggage, and led the pack horse on the dirt road in the forest. He let the children go again, and left the village of Laxius at half past four.
half an hour.
If he didn't leave early and really asked the children to send him off, Brutus thought of the scene where a group of people held him in tears and refused to let him go. Brutus felt that he might really be shaken by this, so he simply got up early and set off directly.
The sky was still very dark, especially in the dense forest. Brutus held a torch to light up the road under his feet and walked along the road step by step. Fortunately, he had prepared a few extra torches, otherwise he would have to
Worrying about whether it would be enough to survive the five-day journey.
"We still have to try our best to travel after the sun rises." Brutus felt that he still had to adjust the time of travel. After all, there was no telling what accidents might happen on the road.
"If I could ride a horse, maybe it would be faster." He looked at the packhorse he was holding in his hand, "Unfortunately, it is too difficult to practice riding a horse without a saddle and stirrups."
He didn't know whether these two items had not been invented yet, or whether the technology had not spread to Laxius Village, but what was certain was that he could only rely on his legs to go to Tatto Town.
Brutus walked for two hours and then started to camp and rest. It was still a little difficult for him to walk for a long time, especially on such uneven dirt roads.
While sitting and resting, he took out the atlas and made notes: "I estimate that I traveled 10 kilometers in two hours. Well, no, according to the road conditions, it should only be 8 kilometers. The daytime in summer should be about ten hours.
"
"In addition to the meal time, there are also two to three hours after noon when it is the hottest when it is not suitable to move forward, and a 15 to 30 minute break every two hours."
"That means I can travel effectively for four to five hours a day." Brutus calculated, "Ideally, it would be 40 kilometers a day, but humans are not machines, so being able to reach 30 kilometers is already pretty good."
"The nearest towns are about 150 kilometers away. It's hard to imagine how sparsely populated this area is."
He recalled the contents of the water-soaked notebook. The small towns he passed before seemed to have a population of three to four thousand, while the large towns had a population of twenty to thirty thousand.
After drinking the water in his sac, Brutus stood up. Now that he was almost rested, it was time to continue on his way. He could travel in the forest for a while today without worrying too much about the intense heat in the afternoon.
After walking intermittently until noon, Brutus once again stopped to rest and had lunch - the familiar coarse wheat bread, which did not need to be cooked and was suitable as a ration in such an environment.
If there's a problem a piece of pumpernickel can't solve, two will do...
Brutus drank water and gnawed on the coarse wheat bread in his hand. Suddenly he caught sight of something from the corner of his eye. He cleared the food in his hand three times, and then put his hand on his backpack, ready to deal with it.
Danger hidden in the woods.
"Hey! I opened this mountain, and this tree is -" Before he finished speaking, a javelin flew quickly and was inserted at the feet of the person who jumped out.
I thought it was some kind of wild beast, but it turned out to be just a bandit - ah, sorry, there are no mountains here, so let's call him a bandit for now.
"——I planted..." The robber who jumped out shrank back behind the tree.
The first javelin always has to be felt, and the javelin is also severely restricted in this dense forest... Brutus shook his head, holding the other javelin he pulled out in his hand, and looked at it
The tree in front of the robber.
"Brother, are you okay?"
"What can happen to me? Your eldest brother, I am the most invincible fighter in the world. If this guy hadn't told me -"
Another javelin flew over and sank into the tree trunk in front of the robber brother.
"——Wu De." The robber brother didn't dare to poke his head around anymore, "If you dare to let me get close, I can beat ten of them."
Brutus pulled out another javelin and waited patiently for the two robbers to lean out - it must be said that the javelin was really useful after practicing it. With his good hand feel and strong arms, he could point where
Where to hit is not a big problem.
So he prepared ten of them, just in case anything went wrong on the road. Wouldn't they be needed now?
"These two javelins are just warnings. The next one will be inserted into one of you two." Brutus felt that the two robbers were just here to make fun of them. Whoever robbed would warn others loudly first, for fear that he would not do it.
Be prepared, right?
As for the classic opening sentence, it was his own translation. After all, the two robbers did not speak Loma language.
"Brother, what should I do?" the robber boy asked his eldest brother.
The robber brother looked at his younger brother meaningfully and decided to give him a difficult task: "You go and seduce him, and I'll get close."
"Okay, I'm warning you for the third time. If you put down your weapons and come out and surrender, I might spare your lives." Brutus weighed the javelin in his hand and threw the javelin at the tree trunk where his younger brother was hiding.
When the robber brother heard the whistling sound of the javelin flying past his ears, he got goosebumps all over his body: "Brother, let's surrender."
"Impossible, I would rather die than surrender!" The eldest brother firmly rejected the younger brother's opinion.
After a while, Brutus sat on his rucksack, playing with the scabbard of the dagger in his hand, and looked at the two people sitting on the ground with their hands tied tightly: "Tell me, how did you come up with it?"
Are you in this business? And have you ever killed anyone?"
"Isn't this forced by life..." The robber brother replied with a smile, "I have never killed anyone, never. We haven't even done it yet. We can only survive by relying on the support of the caravans.
today."
"Oh, what kind of relief method?" Brutus asked with raised eyebrows, taking out the dagger from the scabbard and taking a look.
"It's pretty much the same as it is now."
What a great opportunity. I thought you were here to be funny, but I didn’t expect you to be funny... Brutus feels that the world is really full of talents. Co-authors are not robbers, but actors.
"It's not like I haven't seen a caravan pass by for a long time. I saw one passing by and wanted to borrow some food."
"You ended up kicking an iron plate, right?" Brutus stared at the necks of the two men, thinking about how to deal with them better.
The two robbers looked at Brutus' unkind eyes and swallowed their saliva.
"Tsk, this matter is really difficult to solve. Let you go, what you did is robbery, and letting go will harm other people; but if you are killed, you have never succeeded in robbery, so it is not a crime.
Damn it."
Brutus was not consulting the two of them for their opinions, but said to himself: "Well, no, this is what you said yourself. You have never succeeded in robbery. In this era, there is no need to talk about innocence, since everything