?The Oran caravan has more than 20 large vehicles, most of which are loaded with goods, and a few are loaded with food supplies. Because there are not many supply points along the road, a large amount of food must be carried. "" This is not enough, and a part of the hunting is also needed.
People hunt on the way to supplement some of their meat.
It had been a long time since Guo Twelve sat on the smelly fur with ordinary people. He was content and chatting with Oduoba from time to time. He was in a good mood, especially when he looked back and saw Ezek following the convoy.
Running puts him in a better mood, and his good mood even dilutes the fishy smell of his fur.
"Hehe", Guo Twelve couldn't help laughing, which made Oduoba shiver. This sudden laughter was indeed a bit scary, and Guo Twelve himself was embarrassed and said: "Suddenly I remembered something.
So... haha." Only then did Oduoba realize that Guo Twelve was actually very talkative and did not have the majesty of a master at all.
Oduoba said: "The Principality of Ek has a main city and seventy-one castles. It is very famous among the principalities." He continued the topic of the conversation.
Guo Twelve did some calculations and found that this principality has many masters. According to the rules here, castles and cities can only be built with a certain level of force. According to this calculation, this principality is not considered weak.
In Talisman Continent, there is almost no concept of a country. Most of them are families and sects, which often occupy many continents. The situation here is completely different.
Guo Twelve asked: "Ek Principality's... well, who does it belong to?"
Odoba couldn't help but laugh and said: "Of course it belongs to Ek. It has been passed down for seven generations. This generation of Grand Duke Ek is amazing. He is a real wild spirit master. He is very, very powerful. If it weren't for this generation of Grand Duke Ek,
Maybe the Principality of Ek no longer exists."
Guo Twelve wondered: "What do you mean?"
Oduoba said: "It's a long story..." He looked at Guo Twelve and found that he didn't have the slightest expression of impatience, and then said: "That was a war, a war between principalities. Haha, it turns out that...
There are one hundred and fifty-four castles in the Principality of Kremlin. After that war, there were only fifty-two castles left, and it has only recovered to seventy-one castles until now."
"The old Grand Duke died in the battle. If the new generation of Grand Duke Ek hadn't been born, the Principality of Ek would have been doomed. Haha, no one thought that Grand Duke Ek was Hesabado."
Guo Twelve secretly thought: "Level 7... turned out to be a level 7 wild spirit master, no wonder." The so-called Hesabado is the name of the level here. He is too lazy to translate it, but the meaning is very clear. According to the ranking of martial arts here, then
He is a seventh-level master, close to the top master.
A seventh-level wild spirit master can almost sweep across a large area, and when they reach the level of a seventh-level master, many people will give up on the principality, but Grand Duke Ek does not give up. He concentrates on running the principality left by his ancestors.
Guo Twelve asked: "Grand Duke Eke is not leaving because he wants to maintain the principality, so has he not cultivated a successor yet?"
Odoba said: "That's not the case, it's because he can't leave. Next to the Principality of Ek is the Principality of Chiska..." Chiska means barbaric, and the Principality of Chiska is the barbaric principality.
"...The Grand Duke of the Principality of Chiska and the Principality of Eke are sworn enemies. Once the Grand Duke of Eke leaves, the Principality of Chiska will launch an attack without hesitation."
Guo Twelve asked: "Is the Grand Duke of the Principality of Chiska very powerful?"
Odoba said: "They have many masters. There are 478 castles. The number of castles is more than that of the Principality of Ek. Moreover, the strength of the Grand Duke of Chiska is only slightly worse than Ek. If it were not for the concern of Ek,
Grand Duke, hehe, the Principality of Ek has been destroyed long ago."
Guo Twelve smiled and shook his head and said: "Grand Duke Ek is really unlucky."
Oduoba said: "Then it's not something we worry about..."
Along the way, more than ten days passed quickly. Every night, Aizek complained a lot, complaining about why Guo Twelve followed the caravan. The speed of the Oran caravan really annoyed him.
If you want to kill someone, if you fly, this distance can be covered in less than half a day.
Gradually, Guo Twelve also talked to many hunters. With his identity, he put down his arrogance and communicated with the hunters, and those men did not dare to refuse. As time went by, those hunters gradually eliminated their suspicion of Guo Twelve.
hostility, but they are still hostile to Aizek.
On this day, everyone came to a place covered with dense forests. Wu Tuqi rode his horse to the cart and said, "We are about to reach the Kala Baza trail. Should we rest here before entering the trail?"
Oduoba said: "When we go to the bend, there are often caravans stopping there to rest. Maybe we can enter in groups."
Guo Twelve said: "The Kala Bazar Trail... Haha, we're finally here." He thought that maybe the Kala Bazar Trail has some needed plants and materials. The more difficult and dangerous the place, the more good things there are.
He understands it deeply.
These words were very ambiguous in Oduoba's ears. What did they mean? We finally arrived at the Kala Baza trail? Are you planning to rob or do something else? He was secretly feeling bitter in his heart. If Guo Twelve started to rob, he would be in big trouble.
, a look of doubt could not help but appear on his face.
Guo Twelve didn't know what Oduoba was thinking. He sat happily in the car and watched the caravan move forward quickly.
After bypassing a forest, there was a camp formed by a wooden fence in front, and noisy voices of people could be heard from inside. Oduoba breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, as more people meant safety. He said: "We entered the bend, and today we are in
Rest at the bend and see how many caravans are crossing the Kala Bazaar Trail together."
Ezek watched the convoy enter the wooden fence and ran in. This guy jumped onto the cart where Guo Twelve was. Fortunately, the cart just stopped, and the two horses pulling the cart screamed in horror.
With a cry, his legs went weak and he fell to the ground. Aizek shook his head and said: "So weak..."
Guo Twelve said helplessly: "Ezek, can't you collect your own aura? It's made everyone very hard."
Ezek said: "I won't!" He said confidently.
Guo Twelve said: "It's up to you. Anyway, if you don't control your breath, then just follow the convoy."
Ezek immediately grimaced. He was not afraid of running at all, but it was too boring to run alone behind a convoy. After thinking about it, he said: "I...I don't know how to collect my breath..." He said openly
I'm used to it, and I never thought about absorbing any aura, for fear that others wouldn't know how powerful he is.
Guo Twelve sighed, and passed down a method to conceal his aura, and said: "Follow this, don't say you can't do it, it's very simple."
Ezek studied for a while and said: "It's really simple." His body trembled slightly, and his breath suddenly weakened. He walked to the horses again. Although the horses were still a little frightened, they no longer moved in fear.
No.
The camp was very large, and each caravan had a circle surrounded by large vehicles and lit a large bonfire. Guo Twelve glanced at it and calculated. There were seven caravans, large and small, and many were in groups.
There were about a hundred experienced hunters scattered here and there, so the camp seemed very lively.
The Oran caravan also built a defensive array of carts in one corner, using the carts to circle a circle, so that they would have a basis for resistance. This is a very common practice, and it is the same for any caravan that rests outside.
The horses were led aside to drink water and eat, and then the caravan people started to light a fire to eat.
Guo Twelve and Ezek sat by the campfire. This time Ezek did not ask for barbecue. He sat quietly and continued to learn to hide his breath.
Wu Tuqi came over. He took two plates of food and said, "Eat a little." He placed the big tray in front of Guo Twelve.
The tray contained hard bread that resembled slices, a large bowl of thick soup, and I didn’t know what was put there. The aroma of onions came to my nostrils, mixed with a little milk aroma, and a few pieces of thinly sliced boiled meat. The tray
There is also a pinch of fine salt in the corner, and ten boiled eggs.
Aizek glanced at the tray and lost all interest in eating. No matter how much he ate, he would never be full. To him, it was just garbage.
Another hunter came over. He held a small wooden barrel and said, "Drink some West Ale wine?"
This man Guo Twelve knew, he was a hunter like Wu Tuqi, named Alu. After the long winter, he saved a lot of good things, and planned to return to the Ek Principality to sell, and then rest for a year.
The concept of a year here is twenty-four months, which is equivalent to two years in the previous life, of which twelve months are winter, three months in spring, six months in summer, and three months in autumn.
A wooden barrel of West Ale wine weighs about fifteen kilograms. Aru took out four wooden bowls and placed them on the tray, then opened the lid of the barrel and filled them with West Ale wine.
Guo Twelve was very curious. This was the first time he had seen local wine. West wheat wine is an ordinary wine here, and it is a wine that ordinary people can afford. The liquid is dark brown and the taste is a bit bitter, but
It has a long aftertaste. The sago that Aru brought is better. According to him, it has been stored for seven years and has a very pure taste. It is much better than the simmer that is mixed with water in the liquor store.
Aru looked at Guo Twelve expectantly, hoping that he would approve of the wine.
Guo Twelve took a sip. The wine tasted a bit like the whiskey in his previous life, but of course it was just a little bit similar. He nodded and said, "It has a unique flavor...a very distinctive drink."
Ezek picked up the wooden bowl, poured it into his mouth, and then spit it out with a puff. He said: "What the hell is this...it tastes so bad!"
Alu had a wry smile on his face. He knew he had met someone who didn't know how to drink, but Guo Twelve's praise made him very happy.
Oduoba came over, sat down next to Guo Twelve, and said, "Alu, bring me a bowl of West Ale wine. Alas, we are in big trouble..."
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