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Chapter 79 Ashen Horn Tribe

Early morning, Gufia grassland.

"Lecia, do you want to go further? Further north, there are ancient tribes."

Between the two convoys, Meier and Lorraine Hill stood together and said goodbye to each other. After traveling together for a period of time, the Lamia caravan's convoy was gradually filled and ready to return.

"Yes." Lorraine Hill nodded and asked again.

"What happened to those ancient tribes?"

Meyer twirled her hair with her fingers and said thoughtfully: "I heard from the elders in my family that these tribes are very numerous and powerful, and even have specialized fighting tribes. But they are also very difficult to get along with. They sometimes don't want to get along with each other.

To be fair, if you have a lot of money and goods, I'll just grab it."

"So we usually only deal with some familiar medium-sized tribes, so that we can have the strength to protect ourselves and resist, so as not to be slaughtered by others."

"Further north, those wild and ancient orc tribes cannot resist caravans like ours, so those who acquire them will usually turn around and return."

"Then they don't need goods, such as food and some daily necessities, such as needlework, combs, mirrors, etc."

"They also need it, but they don't have to buy it. They can just 'get' it from the surrounding small tribes. There are also other medium-sized tribes that will specially donate some things to seek protection or to be free from intrusion." Meier put down her hands and let her face go.

The side-twisted hair is naturally loosened.

"I probably understand." Lorraine Hill nodded.

"It seems that you have made up your mind." Seeing that Lorraine Hill still hadn't changed his mind, Mayer couldn't persuade her any more.

"Try to find as many guards as possible on the way. In addition... it might be better for Lecia to wear a veil. You are so lovable like this." After a slight pause, Mayer looked at Lorraine Hill seriously.

said.

"Yeah." Lorraine Hill blinked, looked at the girl who was worried about herself, and then comforted her.

"I will be careful. Besides, our caravan's guards are very powerful, so there is no need to worry so much."

"Okay then. You can come to New Verga League to play with me in the future. I usually stay in the castle under the deep oak mountain. A kind of lavender flower blooms there in summer. I like it very much."

After saying goodbye, Meyer boarded the carriage, took off his hat, leaned out of the window, waved to Lorraine Hill, and finally disappeared into the distant horizon with the motorcade.

Putting down his raised arms, Lorraine Hill also returned to the carriage. They would go all the way north and directly visit the oldest and most powerful tribes on the grassland, where they would also meet several people they had talked to before.

High level shaman.

The carriage kept moving forward, and in another place, there was the Lamia Chamber of Commerce's motorcade.

The wheels rolled over the grass roots and pebbles on the road, causing slight bumps. Meier, who was sitting in the carriage, looked at her brother and saw that he was still a little out of sorts.

"Brother, are you still thinking about Miss Lecia?"

Holland lifted his chin from his palms and looked from the window to the girl in the carriage.

"Yes. Your brother is embarrassed this time."

"It's my brother who doesn't understand girls' hearts. What you did was too rude."

"But, I don't know how to chase girls. I behave this way in the most innocent and true way. If I learn those sweet words, wouldn't I become a playboy?"

"but....."

Mayer pursed her lips, and for a moment she didn't know how to refute, so she could only look at Holant angrily.

Seeing his sister's appearance, Horant touched the back of his head belatedly, realizing that he seemed to have said the wrong thing.

"Mayer, do you want some candy? I bought a lot from Lagdis Caravan before, and they have many flavors and very fresh styles..."

As he spoke, Holant asked the maid at the back to take out a beautifully packaged box from the box, which contained candies of various colors, arranged neatly, like gems.

Looking at this, Meier turned his attention.

"I don't know when my brother bought it. But Lecia also gave me a few boxes before I left. I haven't opened them yet."

"How could your brother forget you? Mayer is the cutest sister in my heart. As long as there are good things, I will definitely leave a copy for you." Holant patted Mayer's head dotingly.

, and then was pushed away by the latter in disgust.

Soon, a girl's voice of surprise came from inside the carriage, and then there was another lively noise and argument, which continued to go away as the carriage moved forward.

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Five days later, Lorraine Hill finally arrived at the area where the Cangjiao Tribe is located. The great shaman on the grassland now comes from this tribe.

Before the caravan approached the tribe's residence, a group of orc riders riding giant-horned moose rushed over. They held giant mountain-climbing axes and had red war patterns on their faces, giving them a strong and ancient look.

momentum.

The war horses neighed, and a dozen caravan guards also turned their horses' heads urgently, holding long swords and shields to block their way forward to prevent them from hitting the carriage behind and disturbing the girl in the carriage.

But this group of orc riders did not stop there. When they saw someone blocking them, they became even more excited. They let out various shouts and then rushed over at a faster speed.

Seeing this, the riders of the Rabbit Ears tribe had no choice but to charge back on their horses.

The two sides were like two groups of black spots on the green earth, charging towards each other. Their heavy axes and sharp swords reflected cold light in the sunlight.

"Stop!" In the carriage team, a girl with rabbit ears galloped out on horseback, shouting.

After hearing this, the advancing rabbit-eared rider lowered his speed, put away the long sword in his hand slightly, and then condensed the surging magic power on the shield in his left hand.

During the short charge, they gathered together again, 17 of them shoulder to shoulder, horses riding side by side, and their movements were consistent. The shields in their hands were connected together, and silver-blue metal patterns emerged on the shields, like a straight line of steel.

city ​​wall.

Immediately afterwards, the 'city wall' collided with the axe-wielding orcs on the opposite side. A dense and dull sound rang out. Some axes were knocked out with several gaps, and some were knocked off even with their axes. Deer were trampled by horse hooves.

It rolled on the ground and let out a wail.

Although this group of giant ax orcs is very powerful, each of them is around Sequence 2-3, the guards of the Lagdis caravan are all from the Knights of the Iron Sun, which at least have the strength of the War Sequence 4·Scorching Iron Knights.

Next, regardless of discipline, individual strength, battle formation skills, and fighting will, they will completely crush the opponent.

This was still a situation where they deliberately stopped. If the rabbit-eared girl hadn't stopped them, these giant ax orcs would have been killed on the spot.

Mila, wearing a black and white nun's robe and holding a long staff, came on horseback and checked them one by one. She felt relieved when she saw that the group of giant ax orcs on the opposite side were not dead.

She called on the group of rabbit-eared knights to gather the orcs, and briefly treated them before returning to the convoy to ask the young sage for her opinion.

When the guards on the watchtower in the tribe's camp saw this scene, they blew their horns and struck their giant bells, and the whole tribe began to boil like boiling water.


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