Chapter 659 Wind Helmet Town

"Yeah." Yumil nodded without saying anything. After all, these civilians are indeed weak. Although they are not short of prey, the hunting team has to consume most of the food in order to maintain their physical strength. Naturally, there are not many that can be distributed to women and children. Therefore, it is appropriate to make up for it.

"Harrow! Take your people to take the fishing net and go with me!" Ismir called out the captain of his commander Harrow.

"Okay sir!" Harrow immediately put down the tent in his hand and took the natural guardian team to take the fishing net and headed towards the Jiliu River.

"Yumir, take them to set up the tent, and clean up the surrounding debris, and open up a clearing of open space!" Ismir said, looking at the weeds and wasteland.

"Okay!" Yumier nodded.

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"Be careful! Let you go fishing, not feeding fish!" Ismir pulled back a soldier who almost fell into the water, and directly activated his magic to summon the vines to wrap around their waists. After all, there are many beautiful fish in the Jiliu River, and there are many big fish inside, and there are even many aquatic monsters. The fishing boats in Paleon and Jiliu City are equipped with professionals and are depicted to defend and disperse the magic array. It can be seen that fishing is also a dangerous thing.

"Sorry, sir!" said the soldier who was pulled back with a red face.

"Be careful!" Ismir shook his head and said helplessly.

"Are these fish enough for adults?" Harrow asked after he threw the fish on the carriage beside him.

"Where are you feeding cats? Is more than one hundred people enough to drink soup?" Ismir glanced at him. Isn't it insulting to take back a fish with twenty or thirty arms?

"God! I'm getting the fish! Help me pull it!" Suddenly, a natural guardian was almost pulled out of the water by the fishing net in his hand. He lowered his waist and pulled it back desperately while asking everyone for help.

"Swish!" Ismir was not polite, and he threw out a few vines without any morality and helped to drag the fishing net.

Soon, with the sound of fish slamming and struggling, the bag of fish was pulled to the shore by everyone. When everyone saw at least twenty or thirty white fishes, Harrow immediately ran over to kill the fish and started to deal with it.

"Huh? Why is that so much smoke?" Suddenly someone turned around accidentally, and found that there was a lot of smoke rising from the camp behind him at some point, which made everyone's hearts jump.

"Go away!" Ismir's pupils shrank and ran away immediately. Harrow behind him also grabbed the spear on the ground and chased after him. The others also grabbed their weapons and huffed and ran back like they were just awakening in their dreams.

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"You..." Ismir ran back to the camp panting. When he was about to speak anxiously, he suddenly found Yumier squatting on the ground. Following Yumier's gaze, it turned out that a group of hunting team members were raising fires everywhere with torches. The women and the old man were still slowly organizing and building tents. The children were running wildly in the open space burned by the fire. They had never played so happily before, and they didn't dare to make too much noise... Ismir and his group ran back and stood there in a daze.

"Where is the fish?" Yumier frowned. The twelve people went out and couldn't even catch a fish? Are all the fish so sperm now?

"I thought the camp was attacked! I watched the smoke rolling by the river! I was so scared that I threw all the fish!" Ismir said angrily, fortunately it was a false alarm.

"The fire is faster, I didn't expect to lead you back..." Yumier shook his head but didn't expect Ismir to react so much.

"Good guy! Go to the river to take a look! The smoke is rolling. I didn't know that I thought the fire-type forbidden spell was embarrassing!" Ismir smacked his lips.

"Okay, everyone is waiting for dinner!" Yumier stood up and waved his hand, signaling Ismir to go to work quickly.

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"Where is the Yumier people?" Ismir, who was back in the carriage, looked around. Yumier, who had just sat in the same place, was gone at this moment, and the hunting team and his pioneer team disappeared without a trace.

"Sir, Lord Yumil said he wanted to get some wood and stones back, why don't we cook first?" The old man Ade flashed out and told Ismir Yumil's explanation before leaving.

"Okay! Let the women come over and cook!" Ismir nodded, letting his body out to reveal the white fish that had been cleaned up in the carriage behind him.

"Everyone is here to cook!" Ade clapped his hands, and immediately countless hungry children gathered around him.

Ismir quickly asked the soldiers to hand over the iron pots and kitchenware he had prepared. Several people searched up and down to find salt and handed over to the women.

"Cruff!" The sound of the wheel loading was so sore. Ismir looked in the direction of the sound, and saw Yumier, who was like a hill, carrying a log with a few logs behind him. A row of carriages were piled with logs as thick as a human head.

"Where did you do these things?" Ismir's mind had not turned around for a while.

"That's not everywhere!" Yumil pointed to the forest in the distance.

"No... it wasn't you who cut them? They cut them with a spear or a long sword?" Ismir glanced at the logging axe that was still piled on the open space. They unloaded all the things on the car and put them in the wood. If they didn't have an axe, would they cut them with a sword?

"How do you know? It's just a sword!" Yumier raised the giant sword in his hand with a very smart look on his face. The three-meter-long big sword flashed with cold light!

"..." Ismir pursed his lips and stopped talking. Is it sure that this thing is not a waste of money to log. Looking at the neat slashes on the log, it was cut out by the war energy.

"Did you use your skills to cut down trees?" Ismir scratched his head.

"Yes! I'm slashing a large piece of it!" Yumier weighed the giant sword, and Ismir felt the earth trembling.

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After eating fish soup and bread, the women and children had already started to enter the tent to rest. It was getting late at this moment, and the sun was about to set off the horizon. Ismir and his group of men were trying to tamp the logs into the land, and they were about to form the prototype of a village.

"Today, we will build the logs slowly!" Yumier raised a log and then put the big sword flat and knocked it like a hammer.

"I think it's better for us to build a simple stone fort first. If we encounter danger, we can enter the stone fort for refuge!" Ismir said, but the so-called stone fort is the prototype of the lord castle. The initial meaning of the castle is to protect the civilians attached to the surrounding areas.

"Okay, then I'll take someone to pick up stones tomorrow!" Yumier nodded. The wooden and stone city walls are indeed insecure. It is not as safe as a simple stone fort. They just retreat into the stone fort and they are sure to protect everyone's safety. After all, a narrow-scale battle is like a fish in water for him!

"By the way, sir, give your territory a name! You need to report to the king in the future!" Harrow, who was standing beside him reminded.

"Name? What's the name?" Ismir's eyes swept around.

Suddenly he saw the helmet that Yumil put aside. At this moment, the evening breeze was blowing slowly, and the breeze whizzed across the helmet.

"Just call it Fenghew Town!" Ismir smiled. He firmly believed that the future Fenghew Town would become Fenghew Town!
Chapter completed!