Othua's War Banner

Chapter 40 0040: Interlude in the journey

The surroundings fell into silence for a short while.

"The banner saved Ke'er." Kuima narrowed her eyes, pointed her chin at the old man, and snorted coldly. "And you are ungrateful and would rather seek refuge in other tribes?"

The village chief frowned.

The priests behind them blinked, obviously no one wanted to answer this question.

Quima stood behind Zhan Jing without saying a word, and glanced at him, hoping to see some implicit orders, and she would instantly take down the opponent, use her fists to make him feel grateful, let him understand that life and death, one-on-one What a tough thing being an orc is.

But Mr. Ken was as calm as ever.

It seemed that no one had ever surprised him before, so he accepted it naturally.

"Well, of course you can."

"Generous decision, we will pray for Santon Kaya and sing about your kindness."

The village chief hurriedly replied, for fear that the other party would go back on his word.

The clergy were speechless, and their prepared conversation ideas were useless at all. They returned angrily, and remembered this extraordinary battle flag in their hearts.

Ken watched the other party go away.

Soldiers around the tent were practicing driving snow lizards, and the shooting range of the shooters was also brightly lit. This group of people who had been on the battlefield with him probably would not choose to leave.

The village chief is a man of great self-esteem.

His sudden farewell was actually expected by him.

Kuima looked at the backs of those who were going away, snorted heavily, and asked humbly: "Sir, I still don't understand, what do you think of human beings?"

Ken laughed in relief, turned back to the tent, waved his hands and replied:
"Complicated and realistic animals."

Palotusbi is a wasteland of messy beliefs, there is no absolute order and rules, and everyone just wants to survive.

When Ken decided to come out to absorb the population, when he recruited the team, he never thought that it would go well. The current situation has far exceeded his expectations.

People in the north are more superstitious about big tribes.

They are willing to rely on each other's food and city walls, so what's wrong with that?

[Last night, 8 people left under the leadership of the village head. 】

On the banks of the Lubac River on a dry, cool morning.

The tents have been neatly packed, several carriages are dragging the military supplies, and the neat expedition formation is doing the final count.

Ken left ten warriors in the village of Kee.

In the fields, inside and outside the ruins, people are busy everywhere.

Their workload is also huge, and they will have to sort out supplies and assemble the carriage later.

The cold wind in the mountains is still bitter.

Ken went to the next village to walk through [Danzhipa Canyon] and [Sibei Bay]. The marching speed was not very fast, and the team stopped to hunt from time to time. This kind of pastime can enhance everyone's friendship.

Speaking of this, there are some episodes.

The mountain people who have finished the winter will also hunt these few days.

During the march of the troops, sometimes they will encounter hunters who are injured or hunted down by monsters.

Ken will send someone to help, and he will treat the wound with his own hands.

If, by accident, everyone was targeting the same group of beasts at the same time, they would assist in the ambush and then send out the spoils.

"The banner of generosity."

"Wizards of Thornton Kaya."

"The face of southern Xinjiang who knows magic."

……

All in all, a lot of thanks were received and the name of the team spread.

Ken gave the hunters the coordinates of the village and said that any homeless refugees would be welcome to come and live.

The rain was sparse, and the team pitched tents in the wilderness.

Ken came to the front for inspection, and could see the misty mist from a distance, the already rugged mountain road was completely watered, and the cargo horses and caravans were moving forward on the winding ancient road.

[The climate in the wasteland is changeable, someone is coming towards you, hoping to share the warm flame. 】

The patrolling lizard cavalry stopped.

They saw Zhan Jing suddenly stop and look into the distance. At this time, the wolves also became vigilant, as if they were on guard for something.

Dark shadows condensed in the mist.

The outline gradually became clear, and the clanging sound gradually amplified.

A dozen or so horses stopped at the camp, no matter how much the coachman whipped them, they were unwilling to go any further, neighing in fear one after another.

Helpless, the opponent had no choice but to dismount.

Ken waited quietly, until a thin merchant came into view.

He was wearing a high-quality velvet padded jacket, which had been soaked by rain, and his hair and boots were covered with mud, as if he had just climbed out of some ditch.

【Diligent Merchant】

[Attitude: Uneasy]

There is a mercenary behind him, an elf man, tall and thin with pointed ears on both sides of his cheeks, his pupils are deep and aloof, his long-bladed rapier is kept in its scabbard, and half of the silver lines are deliberately showing towards this side handle.

"Businessman, what do you want to sell me?"

Ken was the first to speak, his tone was relaxed, and he made a small joke.

"This weather is not suitable for shipping." The person opposite immediately relaxed and shook his head bitterly. "Mr. from the south, I'm a member of the [Yves Chamber of Commerce]. The road is wet and slippery, and the carriage overturned under the slope."

He described it seriously, and turned to face the crowd.

Ken saw a larger area of ​​dirt, and there were some scratch-like bloodstains.

"Can you show kindness, let us rub two cages of charcoal fire, as long as the wheels are straightened after the weather is fine, we can continue on the road."

[Rumor: Yves Chamber of Commerce]

[The state-owned Chamber of Commerce in Pistonke mainly operates the Southern Third Road, and has gradually expanded its business to the depths of the northern border in recent years. 】

"Yes, we will help you pitch a new tent, and there will be dry firewood and hot soup."

Ken was friendly first.

"But it has to be made clear that we are not allowed to step into our area, and likewise, we will not bother."

Then set out your own principles.

This way of talking can be said to be direct and clear, and the relationship between the two parties has become much closer in an instant.

The elf also nodded secretly.

As the guards, they are well aware of the dangers of the road. If someone welcomes you blindly without principles, then they will encounter a night attack in all likelihood.

Basic vigilance can easily increase trust.

Soon, the wolf riders quickly set up their tents, someone took out dry firewood from the cargo box, and sent the thick soup and the whole clay pot over.

As for whether the other party has the means to test the poison, it is unknown.

Ken didn't pay too much attention. He did as he said, only provided the most basic and practical help, and didn't ask about other things.

Early the next morning, just as the sentries began their rotation.

The caravan owner came to visit with two servants.

[You abide by the principle and have no evil thoughts about property. The friendship of the Yves Chamber of Commerce has increased, and gifts have been sent. 】

Still following behind, the elf took out a wooden box and opened it on the table.

[Material: Lunar Sap]

[Quality: Treasure]

[The special product of the dense forest in the south of Osua, the treasure that the blacksmith shop wants to buy, is an important material for forging and enchanting. 】

(End of this chapter)