Lord Highlander

The mayor of Marco covered his face with his hands, rubbed his cheeks fiercely, and said:

"I know how big the hole is here. I wanted to plug it up, but I really can't..."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and then he asked Suldak again:

"I gave you the town of Duodan, why are you making things difficult for me?"

He smiled helplessly, and leaned on the wooden railing of the steps and said, "We all came here from Bena province and wanted to work hard for ourselves, so why do you make things difficult for me?"

He stared into Suldak's eyes, and said tentatively, "Let me go, I promise to disappear from the Bailin plane and never come back."

Suldak took out a stamped letter from the magic pocket, and said calmly to Mayor Marko:

"This letter is a report against you. It will be placed in the inspection room of Wilkes City Hall in a week. I hope it will not cause you too much trouble."

The mayor of Marko stared at Suldak, his hoarse voice was full of hatred, he was trying the last struggle, his voice was a little hysterical, and said:

"Why do you have to go through the review of the House of Representatives... You know, these crimes are not too serious to me. As the mayor of a border town, they will only confiscate my property at most. I don't want to... life will be extremely difficult in the future, please let me go!"

There were pleadings, threats, anger, and repressed madness in the voice.

Unmoved at all, Suldak shook his head and said:

"Some money can be taken, such as the taxes left in the treasury after all the expenses in the town are settled, and of course you can also have other gray income, even if you participate in it as the mayor, it doesn't matter..."

He paused a little, then went on:

"But for me, there is a bottom line for many things. Some money should not be taken. As long as you take it, I will not forgive you."

"For example, misappropriating funds for armaments and selling military reserves at low prices without permission. What I can't bear the most...is slave trading. You shouldn't condone those slave traders, and you shouldn't give them enough living space in Dodan Town .”

Suldak stared fiercely at Mayor Marko, and said:

"According to the imperial decree, I will detain you and wait for the jury of the Wilkes House of Representatives. Maybe you will be sent to Wilkes City, and maybe you will be tried here."

Pointing to his chest, Suldak said earnestly:

"Like many other garrison commanders, I came here to find an opportunity to expand territory, and ideally to reap some merit."

Looking at the town of Dodan before dawn, he stood up and spread his arms, as if hugging, and said:

"So what I need is a stable and sustainable town, not a town that you have made a mess of. Since you have slowed down my progress, I don't mind asking you to leave."

"You can calm down these few days and think about what kind of sentence is most beneficial to you." Suldak's eyes were a little cold.

The mayor of Marko looked at Suldak in surprise, and the last glimmer of hope disappeared in his eyes.

With a look of pleading on his face, he climbed two steps forward on the steps, grabbed Suldak's trousers and begged:

"I did it, I will admit it, can you let them go, please..."

Suldak looked down at the mayor Marko with a pitiful face, and said bluntly, "Of course, I'm not interested in breaking up his wife and children."

Mayor Marko knew that this was the final agreement between himself and Suldak, so he asked, "When will you send me away?"

Suldak had been prepared to take out a piece of parchment from the magic pocket, handed it to Chief Marko together with a pen, and said:

"If you are willing to sign this confession, you can leave the town of Dodan with Quartermaster Handel. Or you can wait for the House of Representatives to receive the letter of indictment from here, and make the final sentence on you, and wait until the verdict is delivered. Dodan Town, I will personally send someone to send you back to Wilkes."

Marco slumped on the steps weakly, exhausted his last bit of strength, and said:

"I am willing to plead guilty. Please let me go to Wilkes with Quartermaster Handel."

Suldak walked down the steps, looked back at Mayor Marko, and said, "Well, in the morning you will set off for Wilkes City with Quartermaster Handel."

...

It has been three days since Viru left the town of Dodan and has not returned yet. It seems that the situation in the Invercargill Warcraft Forest is more complicated than imagined.

Facing the beast horde that might erupt at any time, Suldak decided to go to the monster forest to find out.

So he found Aung San, the most experienced collector in Dodan Town, as a guide, and planned to leave the town early in the morning.

In the early morning, Suldak saw off Quartermaster Handel at the intersection in the south of the town.

He handed over a list of supplies to Quartermaster Handel, and handed over a magic caravan full of Mayor Marko's family, Mayor Marko and Captain Hans to Quartermaster Handel.

Handel did not expect Suldak to arrest the mayor Marko in just one night, and let him sign his name on a confession.

Now, Mayor Marko and Captain Hans were bound by ropes and sat on horseback dejectedly.

The family members in the magic caravan huddled by the window, looking out the window worriedly, their eyes filled with fear of tomorrow.

Quartermaster Handel escorted these supplies with an escort, so Mayor Marko and his party went to Wilkes City, and Suldak did not need to send additional escorts.

He saw off Quartermaster Handel at the intersection in the south of the town, and Quartermaster Handel had no choice but to bite the bullet and take Mayor Marko with him, and set off for Wilkes before the morning dew cleared.

Afterwards, Suldak led two squadrons of cavalry, accompanied by the ogre Gullitum and the half-elf archer Samira.

Andrew remained in Dodan to manage the cavalry battalion.

Led by Aung San, Suldak's team passed through the gate of the northern city wall, along the green grassy Dodan Canyon, passed the border of the occupied area, and entered a vast hilly land.

Sandwiched between Invercargill's Warcraft Forest and the Dawdan Gorge, this hilly land is covered with low scrub and is rich in berries of all kinds.

Aung San is very familiar with the road here. Every time Suldak felt that there was no road ahead, he led the team around several hills, and the sight suddenly opened up, which made Suldak feel that the road was far away from Invercargill. The forest is one step closer.

Along the way, Suldak's team happened to meet an aboriginal tribe migrating south. These aboriginals were full of hostility and wariness to Suldak's cavalry.

In a burst of whistles, a group of tribal warriors escorting the tribe to migrate, holding wooden spears and bows and arrows, seized the commanding heights of various terrains and looked at the cavalry squadron with vigilance.

The cavalry squadron also dismounted immediately and took up the weapons in their hands to make a defensive posture.

The veterans in the front row raised their shields, the veterans in the back row held spears, and the recruits in the third row held alloy bows and put steel arrows on the bowstrings to prevent the native warriors from rushing over suddenly.

Aung San's face turned pale. He didn't expect that he would run into the migrating indigenous tribes on the road he had chosen out of thousands of times.

However, it seemed that both sides were more restrained, looking at each other warily.

When the warriors in the tribe saw Aung San in the cavalry, they secretly signed to him and asked what was going on.

Aung San could only make a few quick movements to tell the aborigines on the other side that his group of people just passed by accidentally, and they did not expect to encounter them in the hilly land by chance.

Suldak was riding on horseback, squinting at the local natives.

The ogre Gulitam and the half-elf archer Samira were waiting for Suldak to give the order to attack, but Suldak turned his head and said to Aung San:

"You tell the other side to let them go first. I'm not Mayor Marko. I'm not interested in slaves. It's just... this place is destined to become the land of the Grimm Empire in the future. If they want to come back to live someday in the future, they need to ask me. Pay a certain population tax, if you don’t have money, you can exchange it for various monster materials, or magic herbs, even the dried cranberries that are all over the mountains and plains here, can you explain it clearly to them?”

"We came here to become the rulers here, not to be butchers." Suldak added.

Aung San didn't expect Suldak to say that. He nodded quickly, then spread his hands, walked over calmly, and said a few words to the captain of the indigenous tribe warrior.

Then I saw the indigenous tribe leaving quickly, and soon disappeared into the hilly land.

Sure enough, Suldak's cavalry squadron did not pursue it, but Samira shot and killed two ghost leopards trailing behind the indigenous tribe.

The two hungry ghost leopards appear to have been stalking the indigenous tribe for several days.

They can't completely disappear in the sun, but their body fur has already turned into a color similar to that of trees. Hiding in the shadows, it is difficult to be found. They appear like ghosts, so they are called ghost leopards.

This is the most difficult to capture among the first-level monsters.

They are usually elusive and will run away from any danger.

They are the fastest running athletes in the jungle, and if they try to escape, almost no one can catch them.

These two ghost leopards may be due to greed. They may have eaten the tribe's natives in the past few days, and they have regarded this tribe as a herd of sheep, silently following them, only when hungry When the belly is full, it will come out to hunt.

The warriors of the indigenous tribes had nothing to do with the ghost leopard for a while, so they could only be more careful.

I even tied a little wild boar to the big tree outside the camp every night, hoping that they would change their taste.

These two ghost leopards did not escape Samira's eyes, and she even took a fancy to the fur on them that almost blended with the jungle. If a cloak was made from the fur of this ghost leopard, Samira would Completely hidden in this jungle.

Half-elf archers are particularly sensitive to the breath of nature, so they can easily find their hiding places in the jungle, and when they hunted, they shot through their heads with two consecutive arrows.

The ogre Gulitam excitedly picked up the ghost leopard corpse. He was looking forward to the taste of these two big cats.

Suldak chopped off the head neatly, and then peeled off the fur.

He handed the leopard meat inside to Gulitham, the fur to Samira, and kept the head for himself, and told Samira: "Next time you hunt this kind of prey, try not to shoot through the head... "

"Shoot the back of the neck, shoot the back of the neck, shoot the back of the neck, and only say the important things three times."

"Leave the head to me, this kind of bloody stuff is not convenient to store!"

When Suldak was resting, he told Samira in a rambling manner.

"Your requirements are really getting more and more demanding. I'm not even sure that I can hit this ghost leopard with a single arrow..."

Samira applied a layer of nitrate salt on the inside of the fur before it dried in the shade. There was no way to dry it completely, so they could only fold it together and put it in the backpack.

There are all kinds of wild animals in the hilly land. With their excellent reproductive ability and a small number of natural enemies, the pine wild boars have countless groups of large and small here. In each group of wild boars, there is an adult male wild boar who is not afraid of bobcats and wolves. They are sharp The fangs can easily pierce the belly of a lone wolf.

Hunters in Dodan Town often hunt here, but they also have to be careful of the large carnivorous beasts here. The most difficult things to deal with are the ghost leopards and human bears in this area. Hunters die in this hilly land every year.

Aung San gave a very detailed introduction along the way, but these wild boars are almost useless and worthless except for eating meat. Hunters came here to take the risk of hunting pine wild boars, basically because they couldn’t open the pot at home. Helpless move.

Compared with these pine boars, they prefer the elk in the deeper forest area. At least the beautiful antlers can be sold for a few dollars, and the meat is better.

Unexpectedly, the products here are quite rich, and groups of prey can be easily found in the hilly land.

The marching rations brought by the cavalry squadron were not needed at all. Hunting a pine boar along the way would be enough for the cavalry squadron to eat two meals.

Suldak does not advocate grilling prey in the wild, especially this kind of forest game that may have parasites on it. Not to mention the waste of ingredients, it is very likely that a piece of meat is not cooked enough, and the cavalry will be infected. certain diseases.

Therefore, he asked that the wild beasts hunted should be slaughtered, bled and skinned as much as possible, then broken down into smaller pieces of meat and cleaned carefully, and a large iron pot was set up for stewing the meat.

These cavalrymen, who were used to being poor in the barren land, were also used to hunting a prey. The whole village gathered together to eat meat and drink soup.

Therefore, everyone didn't think there was anything wrong with Suldak's request. It was already the practice of the cavalry battalion for everyone to line up next to the big iron pot to share the meat and drink the soup.

Aung San squatted next to the campsite, watching the cavalry start to line up, and was about to take out a piece of dried meat from his bag for his lunch, when he saw a cavalry squadron leader throw a large wooden bowl in his arms , and beckoned to him and shouted:

"Don't be dazed there, hurry up, those boys won't show mercy, and you won't be able to find good meat later!"

Aung San was a little dazed, and pointed to his nose and asked, "I can eat these too...?"

"Otherwise? Do you still want to eat and drink at Master Gulitum? Come here quickly!"

The cavalry squadron leader snatched the spoon from a cavalryman, fished out a piece of meat for Aung San, poured a layer of thick oil soup on it, stuffed him with an eighth of a scone, and cooked it for him. Demonstration, break up those scones and dip them into the soup...