Dragonbone Port, a prosperous northern town. When Rhodes told Aliria that there was a seaport town belonging to Kislev if he went south, Aliria didn't believe it. But now, she saw it with her own eyes
I have witnessed the prosperity here.
Of course, until she was walking on the streets of the town, Aliria still couldn't believe that this was true. What kind of people could establish such a base of order and civilization in the rough Norsca Peninsula? Most of the residents here are
They are barbarian aborigines, but the town's buildings and residents' lives are no different from Kislev in the south.
What a strange person... Aliria could only sigh with emotion.
The injured Imperial soldiers and Kislev soldiers were carried to the clinic for treatment, while Rhodes took the female elf and the remaining Imperial soldiers to the city hall to rest. To be precise, it was Chief Tucker who took the initiative to welcome them in.
"This was originally the residence of the tribal chief, built with animal skins and wooden piles. It was us who renovated it into what it is now. It can withstand strong storms, even hurricanes."
When walking into the hall, the Norscan Captain Celta kept bragging to the female elf about himself and the group of "capable people" under his command.
Although there is a bit of bragging, we have to deny that the soldiers of the Norsca team under Celta are indeed capable people. They are not only capable of attacking and defending on the battlefield, but they are also experts in building fortifications and road systems. Because
It was impossible for the Norscans to work in agriculture, so Rhodes had trained them as professional soldiers from the beginning. They would fight when there were battles, and when there were no battles, in addition to daily military training, they would also participate in the municipal construction of Blackhammer Castle. Over time, these
The Norscan warriors who surrendered to the King in the North all became generalists.
As for Celta's statement that this building can withstand storms, that is indeed a bit of bragging. The climate south of the Sea of Claws and the north of the Sea of Claws are two completely different climates, although they are only separated by a sea.
But to the south of the sea is the Empire, and to the north of the sea is Norsca, the hometown of the barbarians. The storm south of the Sea of Claws can only stir up waves of four to five meters at most, and the wind speed and force are not very strong. And here we are.
To the north of the Sea of Claws, the storm here is strong enough to set off huge waves of eight to ten meters. It can easily overturn the empire's fleet, not to mention these small houses on the coast.
But Aliria didn't really listen. After wandering outside for so long, and dealing with humans in the Empire and Bretonnia for so long, she still knew some common sense. Faced with this big man's boast, the female elf just
He smiled and said nothing.
"What would you like to drink? Madam."
After walking into the hall and sitting down, Rhodes politely asked the female elf next to him.
"Just hot water, thank you."
Aliria answered politely. Compared to her cold and aloof attitude when they first met, the female elf was much more humble and polite. However, Rhodes noticed that she still liked to be alone most of the time. There were Imperial soldiers who coveted her beauty.
, there are Norscan hunters who admire his shooting and hunting skills. But no one can get close to her for too long. Rhodes doesn't care, he sent her here anyway, and he doesn't care where she goes next.
No. It’s true that I can take a few more looks at the beautiful woman before leaving.
"what about you?"
Rhodes turned around and asked about the Rick Guards soldiers at the table.
"Is there hot soup?"
"Hot dogs! Sausage, grilled chicken, are you available?"
“Crispy bread! Buttered carrots…”
The soldiers rushed to ask questions. They traveled a long distance, all the way north from Marienburg, the prosperous place of the empire, and followed this madman-like elf deep into the Norsca continent. After wandering in the desolate and cold land for so long, their body and spirit were exhausted.
I was about to collapse, and now I have finally returned to the civilized world, with a fireplace and a charcoal basin, full of warmth, and all I want is a hot meal and a full meal.
"Both."
Rhodes said with a smile. In fact, these are basic foods, and there are many local specialty foods that the soldiers don't know about, such as the meat of the northern woolly rhinoceros and the bone soup made from their bones. Again
For example, whale meat from the far sea has a unique flavor after being pickled. However, the imperial soldiers do not know this. In Reikland, their main food is wheat products, bread, vegetables, and ordinary meat, which constitute their main rations.
"What about you, Captain?"
Rod asked.
"I'm free. Thank you for your hospitality, Lord Rhodes. My subordinates were rude, I'm sorry."
Varrick answered politely. Compared with those rough soldiers, the captain still has some cultural literacy and knows what etiquette should be used on what occasions.
"It's okay, I don't care. We all want to eat hot food."
Rhodes answered with a smile. An awkward smile appeared on Varrick's face.
"Enjoy it to your heart's content. You are all tired after a long journey. You can temporarily rest on my territory for a few nights. In three days, there will be a merchant ship from Erengrad. At that time, you can take that ship back.
Empire. As for which port, fare, etc., you can discuss it yourself with the captain at that time."
Before the food was served, Rhodes chatted with everyone.
"Thank you for your hospitality, lord. But we would like to leave as soon as possible."
Aliria suddenly spoke.
"So urgent?"
"It's not impossible to leave immediately, but there are only long boats in the port now, and there are no large ships. These long boats are used for fishing, and their capacity is very small. Once there is a little bit of strong wind and waves, there is a danger of being engulfed at any time. Are you sure?
Do we want to take these ships back? Moreover, if we don’t say hello to the officials on the other side of the strait in advance, I’m afraid these ships will be sunk outside the empire’s port.”
Rhodes shrugged and said——
"Also, where are the injured soldiers? Madam, you won't just leave them here, will you? Let me take care of them for you? Although I can do that, this is not a nursing home."
The female elf's beautiful face was frowning. She gritted her teeth and said nothing. She silently picked up the hot water cup and held it to keep warm.
The cold made her face whiter, but it looked frail and pale, rather than healthy white skin.
While they were chatting, there was a chaotic sound outside the house, and the tower bell rang for a long time. The imperial soldiers who had not had a hot meal immediately stood up and looked outside the house alertly.
"what happens?"
Rhodes changed his words and questioned the guard in a loud voice. Before the guard could speak, the next second, the burly chief of the Hague clan broke in nervously.
"Enemy attack!"
Chief Tucker shouted, and everyone immediately gathered around. Questioning, and a tense atmosphere suddenly surrounded the entire room.
"There are so many people from other tribes! At least two to three thousand people."
Chief Tucker returned nervously.
Rick's guards immediately rushed out of the house to grab their weapons. They were asked to remove their weapons when they entered, but now they raised their swords again without drinking a bowl of hot soup.
Celta and Sibes also fucked each other and stood up from their seats.
This was the expected result, but it came too fast. Rhodes originally thought that the tribesmen would catch up after two or three days, but now it seems that they are also non-stop, trying their best to catch up.
Just as he stood up, Rhodes discovered that unlike everyone else's nervous mood, the face of the female elf ranger was calm, as if she had been prepared and expected...