Chapter 405 [Create History?]

A woman's kindness?

Maybe there is a little bit. Chen Daolin did not deny this in his heart. In fact, he felt that even when he came to this world, he had experienced too many killings and gradually became a superior, and his heart became more and more cold and hard, he could still retain a little softness and a little kindness - even if it was a woman's kindness, it might not be a bad thing.

Of course, Chen Daolin was actually more interested in attracting herdsmen like Moisa.

These are all real herders on the grassland. Grasping cattle, sheep and horses is the racial talent of these people. They don’t have to spend a penny of their wages, so they have brought in such a group of people to help them raise horses and grazing them. They can also use the banner of "protecting" the other party and make them grateful to them. This kind of thing that is almost like a free gift, where can I find it?

Even Lu Gao's words reminded Chen Daolin: Maybe he could continue to recruit a group of free grassland laborers in this way?

These grassland people are very valuable to Chen Daolin. They have been grazing all their lives, and they have several skills: grazing, raising livestock, and even acting as simple veterinarians.

In addition... these people can also be equestrian coaches!

Yes, although Chen Daolin knew very well that the era of cavalry would end soon, in the short term, he did not give up the attempt to build a cavalry unit of his own. Cavalry is not easy to build. An infantry is very simple, give a knife to a young laborer, a shield, and at most a simple set of leather armor. After training the infantry exercises and simple combat skills for the first half of the month, you can become a simple infantry.

Cavalry is not that simple!

Although Martin was born in the Storm Corps and was an excellent cavalry officer, there were not many of the tens of thousands of people under his command who could ride horses. If Martin was asked to teach the farmers and coolies one by one, he would probably make the one-armed knight vomit blood and not be able to complete this task.

It is also a good plan to trick a hundred and well-rounded herders on the grassland to be riding coaches.

Even... if these grassland herders give them enough benefits and temptations, there will definitely be some of them. They will not refuse to pick up a machete and ride a horse and fight for themselves!

"Mr. Lu Gao." Thinking of this, Chen Daolin couldn't help but shout to Lu Gao.

"What?" Lu Gao turned around and glanced at the guy.

"I want to say... Actually, it's good for us to walk slowly along the way." Chen Daolin smiled strangely.

After all, Lu Gao is not a fool. He has also been a senior general of the army of the Roland Empire. After a moment of thinking, he guessed Chen Daolin's sinister intentions and snorted coldly: "Do you want to recruit people from the grassland? This is not an easy task. Only these herdsmen on the edge of the grassland may be deceived by you after listening to your instigation. The deeper they go to the grassland, the more they are very conservative."

"There is no one in this world who cannot be bought. The key problem lies in the price." Chen Daolin smiled slightly: "I believe that even the goddess of light will take off your clothes under the premise of sufficient interests."

Lu Gao was stunned, looked at Chen Daolin deeply, and suddenly shook his head: "I feel more and more that even the shameless look of you guys when you speak is like that bastard Du Wei, especially when you roll your eyes - aren't you really the descendant of an illegitimate child he left in this world?"

"Hahaha, dear Mr. Lugao, I can guarantee that I have no relationship with Du Wei."

...

The blue sky is above and the blue sea is below.

The endless green sea surface in front of me was as calm as a baby after sleeping, and even the gentle sea breeze was so gentle on people's faces.

But who would have thought that this seemingly calm and gentle sea had just experienced a terrible disaster that was almost doomed?

"Safety!"

"Safety!"

"Safety!"

"Ruler safety"

"Ship No. 3 is on the rear right, the flag is safe!"

"Damn it, the sailor is gone! Old Al!! Old Al!!"

"Damn, who saw Mokot? Where is that boy!!"

"Hey, help me!! Come and help me!"

"Who will help me lift the damn sail above!"

Lan Lan stood quietly on the deck of the bow of the boat. Her slender and tall body, her clothes were already in full swing. The thin clothes were pressed against her body, showing all the curves of the women - but at this moment, none of the sailors on the deck had the intention to look at her.

The blue hair was stuck in strands by the salty sea water, and it was attached to the forehead. The ropes around the waist were still tied tightly.

She was exhausted. At this moment, she stood at the bow of the boat and looked at the sea that had completely calmed down in front of her. She felt a deep sense of comfort like a survivor. At this time, looking at the sea, she suddenly had many strange imaginations in her heart. What surprised her the most was that the most common smile appeared in her mind was that familiar and strange smile - yes, in my memory, that guy always had such a smile-like expression on his face.

Perhaps, after experiencing disasters and struggling by luck, people will always inspire the truly hidden thoughts in their hearts.

The sailors were yelling from the deck beside him, but Lan Lan didn't even look back at her head. She just breathed the fresh air almost greedily and looked at the endless sea.

(I... are still alive! Thanks to the goddess!!)

Looking at the calm sea surface and the gentle sea breeze, who would have thought that just a moment ago, there was still a storm on the sea surface.

For the first time in her life, Lan Lan saw the terrible part of the sea! For the first time, she saw a huge wave several times higher than the wall of the imperial capital! She saw the terrible hurricane that was enough to roll a boat directly into the sky!!

Yes, she saw with her own eyes the No. 2 ship, which had been trapped in more than 100 sailors, was directly swept by the strong wind into the air more than ten meters above the sea surface, and then fell heavily into the waves and could no longer be seen!

Not even a single plank is left!

She also saw it with her own eyes. Just less than five meters away from her, two strong sailors were directly slapped into the sea by a wave, and they could no longer see it in the blink of an eye!

She also saw the heavy rain all over the sky, as if someone was holding a bucket and watering her head constantly! For a moment, she even thought that the sky had leaked!

That huge wind pillar! Lanlan has not seen a tornado. But she can swear to the goddess that the tornado she encountered at sea this time was far more violent and huge than the tornado she encountered in the north of the empire!

She even had a ridiculous thought: What if such a terrible tornado appeared in the imperial capital? I am afraid that half of the people in the imperial capital would be swept into the sky in the blink of an eye.

In fact, the boat where Lanlan is located is survived. She is pure luck. Of course, the experienced captain also made great contributions. He took the helm at the critical moment and maintained the direction of the ship and minimized the possibility of being overturned by the waves.

Although there were several times during this period, Lanlan felt that this imperial sea soul-level ship had tilted to a heart-wrenching angle... Thanks to the goddess, it still didn't overturn after all!

Heavy footsteps came from behind, and Lan Lan finally looked back.

Standing behind him was Lord Tacitus, the leader of the Holy Knights of the Temple of Light.

This tough guy, who is known for his majesty and grim manner, looks in a very embarrassing moment.

The clothes on his body were also in full swing, and water was still dripping from the corners of his clothes. His whole body was as if he had just been caught from the water, especially his short hair, which was glued into pieces... Lan Lan took a look and suddenly had a strange idea: It turned out that the leader of the Knights had already had a bit of a baldness, but he couldn't see it when his hair was fluffy on weekdays.

The sword on Taxilu's waist was gone - in the storm just now, he drew his sword at a critical moment and cut off the noose, cutting a mast to prevent the ship from being overturned by the wind.

However, the unlucky leader of the Knights also encountered trouble. A pile of empty wooden barrels wrapped in the rope net suddenly dispersed and smashed all over the sky. Tacitus tried his best to slash his sword in the storm, which avoided the danger of being directly smashed out of the deck and falling into the sea - his sword was shaken away.

Moreover, the corner of the Knight Commander's forehead swollen. Obviously, although the Knight Commander's martial arts are strong, he cannot avoid all the wooden barrels flying everywhere.

Of course, no one laughed at Tacitus. First, it was Tacido's bravery in the storm, chopping down the mast and saving the entire ship. Second,... the terrible storm just now made everyone terrified! In such a terrible storm, it was already lucky to survive. Jingguan was the commander of the Knights with powerful force.

But God doesn't care what your identity is!

"Thanks to the goddess, we are all alive." Tacitus's voice was a little hoarse, which was the sequelae of shouting too hard in the storm.

Lan Lan's body was shocked, nodded silently, and then looked at Tacitus: "Master Knight, is our loss...a big?"

"Sixteen sailors disappeared into the sea... I guess..." Tacitus's face looked a little ugly: "The right string of the hull was seriously damaged. I heard from the captain that he had to find a place to stop and repair it, otherwise, if there was another small storm, the ship would be in danger of falling apart. And... Ship No. 2 disappeared, and we all saw them sinking into the sea with our own eyes..."

Tacitus's last sentence was terrible.

Lan Lan knew that there were ten Tacitus' subordinates on the No. 2 ship, all of whom were elite knights of the Holy Knights. One of them had already broken through to the realm of a high-level warrior. He was a person Tacitus was very optimistic about. It is said that after returning this time, Tacitus was preparing to nominate and recommend him to serve as the deputy knight commander.

Unfortunately... a high-level warrior could have shined countless brilliances in the Roland Empire, but now he died silently on the sea.

His superb swordsmanship, strong fighting spirit... and... his devotion and loyalty to the goddess could not save his life!

"This is the third storm." Tacitus's face was full of haze. He stood beside Lan Lan. He stood shoulder to shoulder with her, pinching his fingers on the edge of the boat, and even grabbed the hard wood directly through the fingertips.

The head of the knight gritted his teeth and said angrily: "We went out to sea and went east, and we had been moving eastward for three and a half months on this damn sea! A full hundred days have passed! But what have we seen? Hell! Nothing!! This fleet is full of experienced seamen! The captain has been running the sea routes of the South Ocean for half his life! If we set out from the empire, it would only take two months to go to the indigenous kingdom of the most distant South Asians, that big island! But we have been eastward for three and a half months, let alone any land, we didn't even see a grain of sand!"

He stared at Lan Lan with fierce eyes: "That damn Darling Chen, what is the continent in the depths of the sea? Where is the mysterious country where he comes from? Since he can cross the sea to the Roland Empire, it is impossible that our most elite fleet of the empire, has not been able to walk on the sea for a hundred days without even reaching it!"

Lan Lan didn't say anything. She knew that the anger that Tacitus showed at this moment was not directed at him. He was just sad and angry because of the loss of his subordinates.

"That damn Darlingchen, he'd better start praying now! Pray that we can find the damn continent he said, that damn country! Otherwise... If everything he said was proved to be a lie... then. If I have the life to go back, I will definitely cut off his dog's head with my own hands!!"

Tacitus punched the boat hard.

"In fact, we have almost no valuable discoveries so far this time, right?" Lan Lan suddenly said softly.

Tacitus was stunned.

"We went to the Frozen Forest, to the Lister family, to Freeport, and even to the Rollings Castle. We ran all the places that guy appeared after the Roland Empire, and we found everyone who had come into contact with him - but unfortunately the guy left no valuable clues."

"You mean...that guy is lying?" Tacitus raised his eyebrows.

"No." Lan Lan shook her head calmly: "I didn't say that, Lord Knight. What I mean is: We have not found anything now, that is, we cannot prove that everything he said is true... and also, we cannot prove that he is lying. So..."

Tacitus was silent for a while. He held his breath and vomited for a long time before he vomited it out. He said softly: "So...we can only continue to look east?"

"Yes." Lan Lan nodded, and she looked into the distance: "Even if you walk to the end of this ocean... maybe, it is the end of the world."

Tacitus sneered: "If that guy said it was true... He said that this world is a circular sphere, then the end of the world you call it does not exist. According to his theory, if we reach the end, it should be the other side of the Roland Continent... Maybe we will land at the end of the grassland people, hahahahaha!"

Tacitus released animals and laughed wildly, using this crazy laugh to vent his anger.

Lan Lan was silent for a while.

After Tacitus' laughter stopped, Lan Lan turned around and looked at the master of knight calmly: "Sir, if you have laughed enough, then there is a problem now and you need to wait for your decision."

"decision?"

"Of course." Lan Lan shrugged her shoulders-because her clothes were soaked, her movement made the curve on her chest more and more obvious. However, Tacitus did not flicker at all, and he didn't even move his eyes at all. He looked at Lan Lan coldly and frowned, "What's wrong?"

"I know you are very sad about the ten holy knights who died on the ship 2, but please don't forget that there are also two of my subordinates on the ship 2 - although they are just two low-level magicians and priests."

Tacitus looked shocked and said solemnly: "Of course I don't mean to despise them at all. Please believe me, Lanlan, I treat all the brothers and sisters in the church equally. Of course, I feel deeply saddened by their sacrifice. After I go back, I will definitely ask His Majesty the Pope to give them the best grief."

"No...I don't mean that." Lan Lan said lightly: "A person dies, he dies... Everything has disappeared, and the grief after death is actually meaningless."

Seeing Tacitus's face looked a little ugly, Lan Lan sighed: "What I want to remind you is... because our team has magicians, we have a special advantage over ordinary sailing fleets. That is supplies. With magical abilities, we can carry magic storage equipment with us, and carry a large amount of fresh water, food, and supplies needed for the long-distance navigation of HNA. It is with these supplies that we can sail this sea for a full hundred days without any supply."
To be continued...