In the morning, before dawn, I heard old Sheila's voice calling Rita.
Rita was drowsily called out by Old Sheila. Wearing a thin nightgown, she and Natasha ran to the kitchen to make breakfast. Old Sheila re-checked the canvas bag carried by Suldak to make sure it contained
The baked wheat cakes were full, and the water bag was also full, so I sat down with peace of mind.
After Suldak put on the leather armor, he fed the Gubolai horse with fodder in the yard, put the saddle on the Gubolai horse's back, and gently touched the soft mane on its neck.
The horse probably felt itchy and shook its neck vigorously.
Old Sheila was sitting on a chair at the door of the stone house, chattering to Suldak.
She spoke slowly and in a low voice, like a whisper: "For so many years, no one has thought of digging sulfur mines in the mountains. It's not that these sulfur mines have never been discovered. How many wolves are there in the Paglos Mountains?"
Everyone knows the danger. You must be more careful in the mountains. Whether those sand wolves want to hunt or not depends entirely on whether they are hungry. No one can escape their pursuit."
Surdak could feel the deep concern in Old Sheila's words. Old Sheila looked at the ancient Bolai horse that had gained a lot of weight immediately after coming off the battlefield, and warned Surdak:
"When riding a horse, try to avoid those rock crevices. I've heard that some people fell into them and never climbed out again."
Old Sheila didn't sleep well that night and had heavy bags under her eyes. She stared at Suldak and said: "In recent years, there have been a lot fewer wild beasts in the mountains, but this does not mean that they are all dead."
Before dawn, Rita cooked a pot of sweet chestnut porridge, Natasha also fried a pot of crispy pancakes, little Peter was still sleeping, and the family finished the breakfast by candlelight.
"I will be more careful. I heard that sand wolf skin mattresses are moisture-proof and cold-proof. When I come back this time, I may be able to bring you one." Suldak put down the spoon and said to old Sheila.
Seeing Suldak's confident look, Old Sheila asked with confusion: "Dak... did he have such abilities as you on the battlefield?"
"Of course," Suldak thought in his mind, "Of course, because of his outstanding performance, Baron Sidney appointed him as the squadron leader of the Sixth Squadron of the Fourth Group, supervising about sixty heavy armored infantry soldiers, and awarded him the status of knight. He also
He has a very good skinning skill, and he is responsible for collecting the black-striped demon skins from evil spirits on the battlefield, so we accumulated a lot of money on the battlefield."
"That's the only thing Old Duck left to him..." Old Sheila said with emotion.
There was some movement outside the yard.
Surdak stood up and prepared to set off. Rita, who was sitting next to him, winked at Natasha repeatedly. Natasha mustered up the courage to take out a cloak and came to Suldak. After she straightened her body, she actually
A little taller than Rita, her face was so flushed that she could hardly open her eyes with shame, but she insisted on chopping the newly sewn cloak on Surdak and helping him tie the rope buckle.
This is Suldak's closest look at Natasha. Her cheeks are a little thin, her nose is straight, and her light blue eyes are always full of a lot of unconfidence. Her eyes are not as passionate as Rita's, but they are very charming.
Her pointed chin was so charming and elf-like that Natasha didn't dare to look into Suldak's eyes.
Old Sheila and Rita had left the living room, leaving a little space for them to be alone. Suldak couldn't help but grab her outstretched hands. The skin on her hands was not as delicate as expected, and the palms of her hands were not as delicate as expected. Even a little rough, only through hard work every day can you have such hands...
"ah!"
Natasha let out a soft cry, broke away from Suldak's hand, and fled back to the bedroom.
Suldak closed the wooden door outside the stone house and led Gubo Laima gently out of the yard.
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A group of twenty-three people left Wall Village while the sky was slightly bright. Except for Suldak and the five young people, the rest were all villagers with stonemason skills in the village.
Everyone met at the entrance of the village. Luke led the young people to bring back all the horses that had been grazing in Beigou Pasture. At this time, the horses had been given water and fodder. The old village chief took the trouble to remind everyone to drive more horses on the road. Be careful and double-check the supplies you carry.
Surdak distributed the four prepared alloy bows to the four young people.
This immediately made several young people who had been envious of Charlie for a long time burst into uncontrollable cheers. Fortunately, this was the entrance to the village and would not disturb the villagers.
Then Suldak took out those long leather boots from his luggage and distributed them to the villagers who were traveling. Many people put the leather boots on their feet on the spot. They had these benefits just after traveling, and these villagers were immediately impressed. In addition to these, Surdak also gave each person two cotton masks.
The old village chief told Suldak: "Hurry back as soon as you have collected the first batch of supplies. I will organize another group of young people here in the village. When you come back, I will go there immediately..."
With the earnest advice of Mayor Bright, the group set off on the road again.
When the villagers rode horses for the first time, they naturally had the same worries as Charlie and Luke. The tender meat in their thighs could easily be worn away by the saddle. However, this time everyone made some preparations, and they only walked three minutes on the first day of riding. Halfway through the journey, we stopped to camp and rest, and did not go until dark.
Since everyone was riding horses this time, they carried a lot of supplies and set up three felt tents. In the evening, they ate wheat cakes and dried vegetables. Suldak felt that this slightly bitter vegetable porridge was simply unpalatable, but The villagers ate with gusto.
In the middle of the night, Surdak was awakened by the howling of wolves in the distance. He jumped out of the tent and saw two young men who were keeping watch against the cold night wind and were still warming themselves by the campfire. I was relieved.
When the two young men on duty saw Surdak coming out, they quickly approached Surdak and said, "These sand wolves are wandering around this area again. They are really a group of haunting guys..."
Surdak looked at the desolate land shrouded in darkness. It was impossible to hunt the sand wolves at this time, so he said: "Let's see if there is a chance to drive away this wolf pack during the day. They It always appears in this area and is always a threat to us."
When the two young men heard what Surdak said, they didn't dare to take up the topic. In their opinion, the best way to encounter a sand wolf is to run away quickly. How could anyone take the initiative to move forward...
For a team of more than 20 people, the daily fodder consumption alone is a big burden. There is almost nothing in this desolate land. Even if all the sea buckthorn grass along the road is eaten, it will not be able to fill the stomachs of these horses. Surda Although Ke prepared some fine bean ingredients, it was not too much.
After feeding the horses before dawn, the group continued on their way. Suldak rode his horse and searched in a large circle along the way. Unfortunately, except for some white wolf dung, he couldn't even touch the shadow of the sand wolf.
Three days later, the group finally arrived at the foot of Puyubao Mountain and settled down.
The villagers all wore masks according to Surdak's request, and everyone hurriedly put up their felt tents before it got dark.
This is the edge of the rocky area. As long as you walk a hundred meters inside, you can see stalagmites emerging from the solidified lava. Lines of light yellow sulfur are intertwined with these stalagmites...