At dusk, the grassland at the foot of the Gandaer Mountain Forest Farm is immersed in the afterglow of the setting sun.
The last ray of sunshine renders everything here golden. The clouds in the sky, the mountains and forests on the other side of the forest farm, the vast grassland, the military camp at the foot of the mountain, the thunder rhinos grazing by the river, and the veterans squatting on the rocks chewing tobacco.
The old face full of wrinkles was all dyed golden.
It had been almost half a month since I left the camp of the 57th Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment. The camp in front of me was more than twice as big as when I left.
In addition to the forty- to fifty-meter-high archery towers built at the four corners of the camp, the wooden fence walls of the camp were also turned into double layers, and loess was compacted in the middle. The wooden fence became a simple city wall. A group of soldiers carrying alloy bows on their backs
Soldiers carrying spears on their shoulders patrolled back and forth on the wooden walls.
The camp of the 57th Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment was almost completely new and transformed into a war military stronghold.
Two gates lined with wooden fences were built at the entrance of the camp. From time to time, a group of cavalry passed by the door. Looking at the grassland in the sunset, groups of cavalry were galloping towards the camp. Gu Bo
The knights who came on horseback were wearing heavy armor, with a five-meter-long knight's spear hanging on the side of the saddle. The leading knight carried a flag on his shoulder, and the flag flew in the wind as the horses ran.
The temporary market on the hillside was filled with all kinds of supplies. At this time, there were still carts of supplies that had just arrived. The whole market seemed very lively. Some merchants who had just arrived were unloading goods from the carriages, and the caravan guys were leading the horses.
Went to the river to wash, and some guys started to set up tents on the grassy slope.
Some merchants chose the location of their temporary residence and began to contact other merchants to learn about the trading conditions in the market here.
The open-air tavern that was originally located at the end of the market has now been surrounded by the caravans that came one after another. It has now become the core area of the temporary market. Not only does barley wine operate here, the owner of the tavern has also expanded its business projects.
Provide various meals to nearby caravans.
The battle of Moyunling has not yet begun, but the forest camp has already shown the tense atmosphere before the war. In order to compete for the market share of the spoils after the victory, dozens of caravans swarmed in, and the original caravans of the 57th Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment
At the same time, they were crowded on this hillside.
He Boqiang waded through the alfalfa that was no more than his thighs and climbed up a mound in the distance. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, he could see the lively scene in the camp.
There are still four demon heads hanging on his waist, and the tree vine has worn a green mark on his leather armor. The leather armor on his body is soaked with sweat and dried by the scorching sun. Repeatedly.
, the entire leather armor is glowing with salt flowers.
At this time, he was as embarrassed as a homeless man on the run. If it weren't for the heavy Roman sword hanging on his waist, the soldiers passing by along the way would have driven him away.
The heads of those evil spirits are covered with a layer of vegetation ash, making it difficult to see what they should have looked like.
On the way from the hill to the temporary market, we encountered at least three interrogations by patrolling soldiers. Fortunately, the patrols in this area were carried out by the soldiers of the 57th Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment. Even if these soldiers did not know He Boqiang, they
There were also many people who knew Suldak, which allowed He Boqiang to successfully pass three interrogations.
He Boqiang did not go directly to the military camp to find Suldak. The camp of the 57th Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment was probably not easy to enter now, so He Boqiang dragged his tired body directly back to the businessman Larkin.
The temporary market at dusk was still very lively, and the open-air tavern was even more crowded with people. The smell of barbecue and ale floated far away, causing He Boqiang's withered stomach to twitch. He Boqiang licked his chapped lips.
Walk back to Larkin's tent.
In front of the tent, the curly-haired boy Gabi has put away his stall and is squatting in front of the tent counting supplies. It seems that another batch of goods has been sent from his hometown. Businessman Larkin may have been very busy recently.
Seemingly sensing someone standing aside, businessman Larkin subconsciously raised his head and glanced. When he saw He Boqiang, who was as embarrassed as a savage, his eyes widened and he asked He Boqiang somewhat exaggeratedly: "Oh my god, little Duck, what's going on?"
What on earth have you experienced..."
Little Duck...
He Boqiang squinted his eyes and smiled stupidly at Larkin at the long-lost voice.
At this time, Larkin quickly stood up, not caring about counting the supplies, and quickly said to the curly-haired boy Gabi:
"Take him to the river and give him a good clean... Oh, no! Ulysses, you lazy guy, stop sleeping. Get up quickly and go get some water. Gabby, you make a fire and boil the water. Now, little
What Duck needs is a hot bath to relieve his fatigue."
Larkin shouted into the tent.
The strong man Ulysses ran out of the tent with his muscular upper body naked. His face looked like he had just woken up. Before he could understand the situation, he lifted two large wooden barrels from the side of the tent without looking back.
ran towards the river.
This big man's daily task is to watch the night, so he basically hides in a tent to sleep during the day. Being able to sleep until this time in the noisy market is considered to be his sleeping ability.
But it's no wonder Larkin scolded him, he obviously got up late today.
In comparison, the somewhat thin Gabby appears to be much smarter. He is almost the little assistant of businessman Larkin. Even though he is so young, he can help Larkin in many ways.
At this time, Gabi ran to light the fire and boil the water without saying a word.
Larkin walked to He Boqiang's side. Although He Boqiang's wounds had been properly treated, the holes in the leather armor, as well as the blood stains on the linen bandage on his shoulders, arms, and chest, were all there.
It explained the injuries on He Boqiang's body.
"Oh my god, you're injured...!" Larkin's voice was full of concern. While helping He Boqiang unpack his belongings, he said, "Suldak has been thinking about you a lot in the past few days. He originally wanted to go
We are looking for you, but the situation in the 57th Regiment has changed a bit recently, and he has been unable to escape during this period."
Seeing the Roman sword that had been cut into a slightly curled edge, the heavy sword-like edge of a mallet could be made like this, making Larkin's mouth open in an 'O' shape.
Then he said: "I heard he said you went to the mountains. You are really a bold guy."
He Boqiang untied the vines around his waist and let the four evil ghost heads roll down to the grass.
It felt like a few coconuts falling from the coconut tree. Larkin glanced at it casually.
Then his eyes were deeply attracted by the dirty rotten coconuts on the ground. For a moment, he was so excited that he could not speak.
Larkin's tongue curled up, and he stuttered: "This is...I...the Statue of Liberty, you...you...I'm going to get a few boxes, these things need to be packed properly, you actually
Just hang them on the back of your butt and bring them back?"
That expression was like looking at a fool. He lowered his voice and said to He Boqiang:
"You are so lucky. If you dare to do this in the wild, death will be your only fate."
Larkin whispered to He Boqiang with a serious face:
"Whether it's the slave catchers... the adventure group... or the patrol teams, no matter who sees you daring to walk alone through the Gandaur Mountains with these valuable things on you, they can't help but attack you...
…”
"..."
He Boqiang looked at Larkin speechlessly.
Larkin stared at He Boqiang and said seriously: "You don't believe it? Hey... this world is far from as beautiful as you think."
In fact, apart from this endless plane war, He Boqiang has always believed that the world is still extremely beautiful.
Whether it was Suldak or the other enthusiastic warriors of the second team, as well as businessman Larkin, curly-haired boy Gabi, Ulysses, etc., everyone was very kind, which made He Boqiang think that this might be the Green Empire.
The good qualities of people.
Unexpectedly, Larkin was much more pessimistic about this than He Boqiang.
After saying so much, Larkin remembered that what He Boqiang was carrying was the head of an evil spirit.
Since Little Duck was able to defeat the evil ghost, Larkin showed a hint of awe in his eyes and asked He Boqiang:
"By the way...how did you get these things? Are you a hidden demon hunter?"