The previous chapter has obviously been reviewed and approved, but I don’t understand why it doesn’t show up. It seems that you can see the content when you use your mobile phone to read it. Book lovers who really can’t afford to wait can go to the starting point on their mobile phone first. I’m really sorry.
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The departure of the green-spotted caravan convoy of Ve Company was as sudden and rapid as the arrival. It took less than a quarter of an hour from packing up to setting off. While most of the villagers were still enjoying their dreams in bed, the large convoy of hundreds of people was already quietly moving.
No human or animal walked away quietly in the darkness of the night, leaving not a scrap of paper behind at the campsite outside the village.
"No matter how you look at it, they are guys who have undergone rigorous training."
Andrea Vesalius, the blacksmith of Bode Village, walked around the clean open space with only wheel marks left for several times, and expressed the unanimous opinion of most men and women in the village with a solemn expression.[
"Strict discipline training, tough guards, huge financial resources and strong expansion. To be honest, this trading company makes me feel a little numb."
Hotel owner Leonardo scratched his scalp in a self-deprecating manner, his sharp eyes swept over the carefully cleaned camping site, and anyone could feel the seriousness in his smile.
Whether as a guard hired by a merchant or a private soldier affiliated with a trading company, such excellent performance is too good to be true.
"Sure enough, is it the army?"
"You have to think about it this way, right?"
Putting on a wry smile, Leonardo's mind was also running rapidly.
If the escort force in the convoy is composed of guys with military background or military background, it is very debatable who the real owner of ve company is. It is never unusual for the military to intervene in business transactions, and it is understandable for investment companies to do so.
.So, will ve company be a secret asset in the name of a certain king or noble?
impossible.
Without much consideration, Leonardo rejected this speculation.
It is really an industry under the name of the royal family or nobles. It should be more tough and high-profile in its behavior. So far, ve company has behaved very low-key. Apart from this trip, there are no rumors of arrogance and domineering. This is unbelievable.
The low profile is completely different from those trading companies that barely have a brand on their backs to indicate where their master is from, but they walk around the market with arrogance.
Maintaining the reputation just right, while at the same time expanding the business scope in a low-key manner. Being able to carry out these two conflicting styles at the same time and achieve a high degree of unity is already an amazing achievement in itself.
"It's rare for such a great CEO to travel far away. Is it really just for the [railway]?"
Leonardo murmured paradoxical questions.
[Railway] and [Locomotive] are of epoch-making significance, Li Nadu has no doubt about this. However, Li Lin personally participated in the survey and investigation of the lines in Lapland for this reason, which seems to have other hidden reasons.
"Having the big boss of a trading company come to the front line in person, either the subordinates are too capable and untrustworthy, or the matter is too important and I can't handle it myself. In the past two days, Mr. President has been able to come to my house leisurely to drink milk and chat, discussing the [railway] planning.
, or the abilities of his subordinates don’t seem to be worth worrying about. They probably came to this frozen country for other reasons.”
The dry and cold morning wind swept away a few fallen leaves, and the empty camping ground looked as strange and mysterious as someone's smiling face.
Li Lin, President of Ve Consortium Co., Ltd. - What is the young man wearing various rumored titles thinking about and what is he going to do next? Li Nadu can't even get a finger at it. Because he suspects that his true identity is an elf, he is preparing to come here today.
After checking it out, the entire convoy had already quietly packed up their packages and left. Now the chance to verify the suspicion was completely gone.
"How about catching up? No need to search for magic, just follow the wheel tracks and you can catch them in less than half a day."
Old friend Campbell tightened his belt and seemed to be preparing to lead the horse.[
"It's useless. Doing that will make the other party doubt us, and the rest of the matter will be difficult to deal with."
Leonardo shook his head and rejected the tracking proposal.
With Campbell's riding skills and the pace of his beloved horse [Snowflake], it will not be a problem to catch up with the ve company team. However, how to negotiate after catching up with the other team is a head-scratching problem.
It's impossible to ask directly, that's the stupidest way. Chattering is also impossible. People in ve company are not stupid enough to believe that country people who have met a few times will have the leisure and enthusiasm to ride a fast horse and catch up for the sake of the sea and the sky.
Talking nonsense and simply tracking the other party's behavior can be considered, but there are still problems.
"Mr. CEO is a man who has a keener and more delicate intuition than a woman, and is more cunning than an old wolf in the mountains. If you think he is a child and follow the wheel tracks, you may accidentally suffer a big loss, so I will do nothing for the time being.
It’s better to keep the status quo.”
The guy who cleans up the residence without disturbing any of the dogs who are guarding the house will leave wheel marks - this kind of suspicious omission may not be really careful, but be fully prepared, and there will be no traces at all.
Afraid of the evidence of any pursuer.
The experienced Campbell took a moment to understand this and then remained silent.
For some special reasons, the villagers of Bode Village try to avoid attracting attention from the outside world. A head-on conflict with VE Company is the last option they try to avoid. VE Company’s proactive provocation is another matter. Under normal circumstances, the villagers do not want themselves to
This side proactively chooses to respond with force.
"I care...but I can't take action."
"It's not the past. We are not recognized by any country, and the Knights are just a legend."
The words with a strong sense of loneliness and vicissitudes of life had a unique charm when spoken from Nadu's mouth. There was a faint sense of detachment, confusion, trance, and a free and easy heroism without nostalgia for the past floating in the air.
"That's it for now...what is that?"
Just when he was about to announce his judgment and decision, [something] broke into Leonardo's field of vision.
The flying dust was spreading along the dirt road. From the dust and the sound of horse hooves, it was judged that there was only one rider. Leonardo did not see the knight urging the horse to raise his whip. The strong horse was carrying its owner who was motionless on its back.
On the rider's back were several feather arrow shafts and the handle of a hatchet.
"What the hell happened?"
Vesalius exclaimed, but before he could take any further action, the familiar wind whistled past him, and the blacksmith couldn't help but touch his head and sigh "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh".
Obviously he didn't want to get involved with any more troubles, but first a convoy of a trading company with unknown purpose came, and just after he breathed a sigh of relief, a wounded man on horseback came running.
——Isn't it going to be a day of surgery?
Pulling the last few locks of hair on his forehead, Vesalius muttered as he jogged.
Leonardo grabbed the reins of the galloping horse with one hand. The long-maned horse was foaming at the corner of its mouth when the strange man removed its owner from its back and knelt down on its side on the dirt road. His big eyes flashed a few times, sweat or sweat.
The luster soaked in tears gradually dimmed, and the snoring became weaker and weaker. After the last snort, there was no more sound.
"Quick... tell others... [Carrion crows] have attacked Sloan Village... everyone takes up arms..."
The men who came from the village after hearing the news gathered around the messenger, who was spitting blood and with hair just growing around his mouth. They nodded their heads in silence and listened to the young man's last voice.[
"The orcs are coming... they are coming... women... children... be prepared -"
Exhaling his last breath, the last survivor of the village behind stared and lowered his neck, his dilated pupils motionless, and coldly printed the men who clenched their right hands into fists, tapped their hearts with their knuckles, and bent down to perform knightly salutes. No.
The moving eyelids were slowly closed by a rough hand.
"We have received your message, brave child. The Almighty Mother Goddess has accepted your noble soul, and we will wash away your hatred."
From Leonardo onwards, the men in the village piously recited the gift to the young man who served faithfully to the last moment. After the holy and sad eulogy, Leonardo handed the eternally sleeping young man to Campbell and his son for burial.
, the men remained silent and stared at Leonardo.
Similar to the image of the "hennpecked hotel owner", he exuded a familiar temperament that attracted everyone. In the blink of an eye, Leonardo, who was completely transformed, squatted down and quickly left lines and shapes on the dirt road with branches he picked up. The men quietly divided
Two rows to ensure that more light can shine in front of Leonardo.
"This is Sloane Village."
The tree branches covered a circle symbolizing the village, and a loud voice delivered clear, precise and powerful explanations.
"It is at least two days' journey from our village. If the messenger leaves the village and sets off without stopping to report, it will take about a day and a half. If you retain your physical strength and march at an even speed, it will take at least one day to get here. A forced march will take
Half a day. For orcs, it’s best to consider the latter option when encountering a situation like this.”
The furry, upright beasts have a stronger body and endurance than humans. If they can control their belts and not run around to mess with women, they can still retain the physical strength to launch an attack after a forced march.
But it is obviously difficult to let those animals use their upper bodies to think about problems. Let alone the orcs, they will never forget their national origins no matter where they go. The bandit group, which is hundreds of times worse than the army, indulges in indulgence and commits more crimes.
Atrocities. The horrifying act of toying with women until they die, pickling them into dry food and carrying them with them can also be heard from time to time. Since they don’t know how long it will be until the next time they find prey, the beasts are absolutely obsessed with the important task of stocking up on meat.
It won't be ignored.
"Normally, they have to spend at least half a day or even a whole day doing dirty things before setting off. But now the situation has changed. Reporting someone running away will prompt them to escape before the army surrounds them. From Sri Lanka
There are three escape routes from Longcun—the snowy mountains in the northwest, the border in the northeast, and the forest in the southwest—"
The branches moving along the rough road markings stopped together with the explanation. Leonardo suddenly raised his head and looked at the wheels extending to the northeast and smiled bitterly:
"If you say this is a coincidence, it's really a lame coincidence."
The main road to the northeast outside Bode Village - after passing through plains and forests, is the direction of Sloan Village.
Ve Company's convoy and the bandit group [Carrion Crow] - the scene of the collision between the two appeared more and more clearly in front of Leonardo's eyes.
"Leonardo DiCaprio!"
Perhaps as if the situation was not enough, Elise ran out of the village, shouting:
"Sasha can't find Chloe. Have you seen the child? We searched the whole village and couldn't find it."
"Mother Goddess, could it be——"
Leonardo pressed his painful forehead, and the middle-aged man's long and anxious sigh sounded heavier in everyone's ears.
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Centurion Trufnov pinched the intact half of the girl's breast and then stood up and left the body that was gradually losing its temperature and sex. His barbed tongue rolled the sex-filled bud into his mouth. While lifting
While wearing his trousers, he urged the men outside the door to finish the work quickly with a muffled sound of chewing breast meat.
Sloan Village is no longer a peaceful and peaceful village. Which way to look at it, "huge toilet pit" can better sum up the tragic scene in the village.
There were no living villagers. The men who resisted were killed first. The orc gangs, who were armed with pitchforks, rakes, sickles, hoes and numbers, physical strength, and equipment that exceeded them, persisted in fighting for a quarter of an hour before falling to the ground with bows, arrows, and hatchets.
, dagger, and spear. Then the most cruel hell in the world befell the women and children.
In the eyes of the three orc centurions, commonly known as "Carrion Crows", the children and women in the human village are the best "toys" to vent their accumulated dissatisfaction and irritability.
This group of armored fur bears wanders in the mountains to avoid large human armies, chewing rough and unpalatable dry food and cold water. In addition to their natural endurance and wildness, the biggest and most direct reason is to plunder, kill and kill without restraint.
**Rewards await them.
The obscene laughter and the desperate cries of women became the accompaniment of the fun. The baby was pierced with a spear and the child who was still alive was swayed around; the slightly older boy was tied behind the long-haired wildebeest, and the horse gradually increased its speed.
He fell to the ground and was eventually dragged to death; the boy's lips, nose, and ears were cut off, his eyes were gouged out, and his body was poured with kerosene and burned alive...
All kinds of inspirations and ideas full of childish innocence and beast-like cruelty were put into practice one by one. Although the girls did not suffer that kind of torture, their fate did not get better because of it. Without exception, they became tools for the orc soldiers to vent their animal desires. There was no female.
Can escape the tragic ending of madness and death.
"I like this village."
Another centurion, Belenko, pressed a girl's head and gave a few final thrusts to his crotch. After the rapid breathing gradually subsided, he kicked the girl away with dull eyes. Due to his strong energy, his desire was strong.
He had a unique tendency to care for children regardless of gender. Three boys and two girls in the village became his victims.
"Be careful what you say will stop sooner or later."
Trufanov frowned and turned his head away. When he thought of the precious [dry food] being wasted in this way, his mood and appetite fell to the bottom.
"It can't be stopped. He is happier than anyone else."
The third centurion Zuyev came over with the wildebeest. The bear orc with a swollen left cheek looked unlucky.
【Unlucky guy.】
Trufanov and Belenko laughed loudly in their stomachs. They were both bears and centurions. But Zuyev, who was good at flattering and licking the superior commander's ass, had a better life than them. In fact, they
I don’t mind praising my boss to pave the way for my future personal development, but after all, not everyone can be shameless enough to act as a pimp from time to time. By sending beautiful girls and other trophies, I am naturally shameless.
City Wall, Zuyev has always been a bit reluctant to leave his two colleagues.
The other two centurions were of course very happy to see this villain in bad luck, but in order not to be distracted by this bad guy who liked to tell stories and frame others, they had extremely realistic sympathy and concern on their faces.
"what happened?"
The acting skills of the two amateur actors who figured out what was going on would not be a problem for them to win a statuette.
"Don't mention it."
It was clear that his ill-intentioned colleagues knew the truth and were looking at jokes. Zuyev used the same superb and lifelike acting skills to make a sad face and said:
"For letting a tough guy run away, Lord Centurion gave him a big slap in the face."
【Deserved it!】
【It’s your turn!】
His stomach was almost bursting with laughter, and his expression became a little stiff and strange. Belenko licked his lips and said:
"You know, the captain was just angry for a moment."
"That's right, sir, I intend to cultivate you."
The two colleagues' words of harmony sounded different from ordinary concern. But to the narrow-minded Zuyev, the meaning was "The captain will only beat you if he thinks highly of you."
Trufanov and Belenko's real thoughts were actually the same as this, but they did not want to completely mess up their relationship with Zuyev. Unfortunately, a certain over-developed imaginary thinking circuit made the two
The centurion's efforts were in vain.
【Just wait and see!】
Under Zuyev's expression of sudden realization, he clenched his back molars and kept exerting force.
"Three Centurions, Centurions, please come over."
The air of simmering excitement, teasing, and resentment was disturbed. The three centurions with their own little thoughts straightened their clothes and walked quickly to the other end of the village.
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Quiz Little Theater
Brunhil: I don’t know if there is something wrong with the review system, and the chapter - Under the Water (3) cannot be seen, so I hope all readers can read yesterday’s chapter through their mobile phones. Yesterday’s prize-winning guess is still valid.
Li Lin: It’s true that God can predict the situation, and it’s not as good as God to predict things.
Brynhildr: Just like we didn’t take into account that Leonardo and the people in Baldur Village are actually people with a lot of background?
Li Lin: It's a bit similar... Today's prize-winning guess is the origin and prototype of the names of two orc centurions - Zuyev and Belenko.
Brunhil: Please listen to the tips. They are all alternative [celebrities] during the Cold War period, thousands of years ago. They are also people with names on the KGB assassination list. I hope all readers can find the correct answer through Du Niang, grab points, and grab