The fluttering snowflakes were swirling and falling.
It fell on the branches, on the eaves, beside the stove, and by the way, it also fell on Wang Yuanheng's heart.
Children would run by him on the street from time to time. If they accidentally bumped into him, they would politely apologize to him, then make faces and laugh.
Every now and then you can see a red-hot stove on the street, and from time to time a dwarf will go up and knock on it. The tinkling sound does not sound annoying, but rather pleasant to the ear.
The dwarves of Gushan are physically strong. As long as they adapt to the climate, a little wind and snow is nothing. Therefore, there are many open-air bars here. When they see travelers like Wang Yuanheng, they will always smile and raise their glasses.
Walking in this street, Wang Yuanheng, who originally came here alone and felt that he was out of tune with the surrounding atmosphere, suddenly relaxed.
Looking at the serious guards not far away, Wang Yuanheng estimated that Aiba Chiaston's token would not be easy to use.
Since he couldn't get there, he planned to find a bar and experience what the life of an ordinary dwarf was like.
It should be said that he has been to many different worlds and universes, but he rarely has the opportunity to truly experience the life of the locals.
Well, tomorrow we will take a closer look at the situation in Zhenlei Fort, and then decide whether to summon Kahn and Zhao Ling'er directly.
In the advent mode, Wang Yuanheng could bring all his followers and legions with him. However, seeing that the current situation was not suitable for transforming people into living people on the street, he gave up the idea of summoning his followers immediately.
At this moment, a voice sounded beside him.
Black hair, blue eyes.
The upper body is made of fine leather armor with fine fluff inside, and a delicately crafted sachet hangs on the waist.
The thick blue trousers are cut very well, and they are obviously tailor-made high-end goods.
The white boots of unknown leather on the feet have a magical aura that is concealed but detected by [Wisdom Eyes]. These shoes allow the other party to walk easily in the snow.
After a casual glance, Wang Yuanheng knew that the guy in front of him must have some background. Moreover, the other party had been staring at him for a long time, so it was probably not unreasonable to find him.
"Yes, I just arrived today." Wang Yuanheng looked at him and replied calmly.
Hearing Wang Yuanheng's return, the other party was obviously a little excited.
Although he tried hard to hide it, under Wang Yuanheng's high perception, the other party's obviously bright eyes but trying to hide them, as well as the rosy cheeks and lip color, still deeply betrayed himself.
Swallowing his saliva and trying his best to act calm and mature, the boy, who was about eighteen years old, asked nervously and expectantly.
"Dude, can I buy you a drink?"
"Oh, didn't anyone tell you that it's basic courtesy to tell someone your name before inviting someone to drink?"
"Oh, yes, uh, I'm sorry, sir, just call me Orlando." He looked at the young man with a half-smile. Under his nervousness, a lot of things were revealed, but Wang Yuanheng did not
Say more.
"Okay, I promise you." After saying that, Wang Yuanheng stepped out first, and the direction he went to was the bar where Orlando stayed before.
Orlando originally thought that Wang Yuanheng was not easy to talk to, so he was stunned for a moment, then realized that Wang Yuanheng had agreed to him, and quickly chased after him.
"Um, sir, what should I call you?" Orlando, whose brain was still a little down at this time and still relying on instinct and habit, didn't realize that he had used the word "sir" again.
And this word revealed a lot of information about him.
Because, in Gushan, although it is not a barbaric era, ordinary human families basically do not have much etiquette education. Therefore, ordinary characters such as caravan guards, rangers or mercenaries will hardly know how to deal with a person.
People who have just met use the word "sir".
He "randomly" chose the seat in front of Orlando, and after loudly telling the bartender that he wanted the best wine and a barbecue, Wang Yuanheng looked at Orlando.
Orlando watched Wang Yuanheng push the wine glass he had just used. If he didn't understand at this time that Wang Yuanheng had noticed him long ago, he would be really a fool.
"Tell me, why did you find me?"
After removing the armor from his body and secretly remembering Orlando's surprised and doubtful eyes, Wang Yuanheng grabbed the small jar in front of him, sprinkled some black and red powder on his barbecue, and began to feast.
After seeing Wang Yuanheng take off his armor, Orlando calmed down.
He didn't pay attention to Wang Yuanheng's seemingly impolite behavior of starting to eat in front of him. Using the cover of drinking, he sorted out his emotions before speaking slowly.
"...I heard that today is the day when the dwarf reinforcements arrive, so I came here to try my luck."
Orlando still had no intention of identifying himself, and Wang Yuanheng didn't bother to pay attention. He glanced at the city wall not far away. It was not far from the city gate, so it was indeed a good location.
"So, it's true that the traffic outside is not smooth. How serious is the situation?" Wang Yuanheng asked curiously.
"Well, anyway, you can't pass alone, and it won't work if there are too many people. You can only get here in small groups and with good luck." Orlando thought for a while and said something vague.
However, as long as Wang Yuanheng understood what he meant.
This kid was so secretive because he didn't want Wang Yuanheng to know his identity. However, what he didn't understand was that Wang Yuanheng actually didn't care who he was at all.
From what Orlando said, Wang Yuanheng could conclude that the situation of the dwarves was indeed not good.
Otherwise, with the temper of the Lonely Mountain dwarves, they would definitely send troops directly to mop up those enemies who dared to block the way to Zhenlei Fort, where they would allow the enemy to block the road near their home.
Of course, the dwarves probably have more than enough to maintain, otherwise no matter how optimistic they are, if they are in a life-or-death moment every day, they will not be happy.
Wang Yuanheng estimated that the reason was insufficient troops.
There must be a lot of enemies outside at this moment.
This will prevent the dwarves of Zhenlei Fort from attacking at will, and at the same time, they will have enough numbers to conduct a large-scale road blockade.
Orlando must have stayed in Zhenlei Castle for a while, and was very familiar with the situation here. He knew that it would be difficult for new faces to come in at this time, so he guessed that Wang Yuanheng must have some relationship with the dwarves.
However, what Orlando is not sure about now is who Wang Yuanheng is and how much weight his words have in front of the dwarf.
More importantly, the scene Wang Yuanheng just showed made him somewhat hesitant.