Soul Echo

The Martin caravan negotiated with Zhong Ye before they set off. The commission is three gold coins, which is a little expensive, but bringing a troll with them will obviously get them all the way. Save a lot of trouble.

Emil also came from the fort before the team set off. He changed into a set of leather armor and chain mail. The set of enchanted light armor he wore before was the property of the army, not his time He is on leave to go home to visit relatives, so naturally he cannot wear it.

Emil has no command over the caravan, he is only the elder son of the Ding Family, and does not participate in the caravan's affairs.

"It will take about fifteen days to get from the fortress of Cloto to Constantinople. If it is slower, maybe seventeen or eight days." Although he is not involved in caravan affairs, he can Emile has also participated in many caravan operations, and he knows a lot about this trade route. "This is just the usual route of the caravan. If you are here, we can try another route. This route takes less time. It's just that the road might be a little dangerous."

"Dangerous?" Zhong Ye looked over.

He remembered that on the map of the demonhunter, there were no mountains and mountains nearby, and it seemed that the 'dangerous' did not refer to the geographical environment.

"Robbers, monsters, and mountain people." Emil shook his head and sighed, "The mountain people are not only human, some are alien races who were exiled there because of the war. The mountain people may not be so difficult to deal with.

“In that section of the road, the mountain people are the most difficult to deal with, because the robbers still need to sell off their stolen goods, but for the mountain people, as long as it is a thing They can use it, so they rob everything. Fortunately, there are not many mountain people who choose to live as robbers. Most mountain people are willing to trade to get what they want, but they have a lot of customs. Outsiders accidentally offended them, and only local merchants would travel by that road between Constantinople and the fortress of Cloto. "

Zhong Ye looked thoughtful nodded, "So you guys are going this route now? "

"Of course! "Emile was very excited," I returned to the fortress yesterday. I told Baker Uncle your information. Baker Uncle changed the route at that time. It took twelve days to get to Constantinople, one round trip, which saved six days. ”

For merchants, time is about money. In Earth, it is shown as poor information. In Dan world, it is more intuitive—the speed of the caravan.

This trade route is for It is not a secret for businessmen. Even a few hundred years ago, the Etrull Kingdom occupied a small half of the western land, and this trade route was the main road for businessmen to travel.

However, with the weakening of national strength and frequent wars, Etrull not only lost a lot of territory, but also many places in the remaining territory became desolate.

Years have passed, Etrull has recovered its strength, but Some lost things have never been recovered.

Zhong Ye doesn't know this, he is concerned about how long it will take to get to Constantinople.

The more The more irritable, the more anxious he is, the more he wants to get an answer as soon as possible.

——Twelve days left!

…………

crash -bang!

The long stagnant sky finally dumped the rain, and although the cargo was covered with tarpaulins, the torrential rain made the ground muddy and seriously slowed down the team's journey.

The scooter also propped up the awning, which was made by Zhong Ye at the request of the caravan, mainly because the sun was too hot.

Previously on Cloto Avenue There are many shades of trees, and there is no feeling at all. Only after walking on this business road did I feel the heat of the sun.

Water droplets dripped along the folds of the tarpaulin, and the rainwater was connected into silk threads, blurring the mountains in the distance.

Zhong Ye frowned and looked at the thick rain curtain outside. In the roar of the rain, he heard the breathing of the two horses getting heavier and heavier.

“No way. go again! "The shout came from the front of the team.

The caravan stopped, the guards and servants ran out of the car hood with equipment, and set up a temporary camp in the rain. The mercenaries were also urged by the steward to go. Help.

The steward didn't have the guts to instruct Zhong Ye to do this kind of thing, but after seeing the people in action, he also got out of the scooter and helped put up the canopy.

Convoy They all entered under the canopy, and the servants hurriedly took out long towels to wipe off the rainwater on the horses, helping them to warm their bodies to prevent colds.

For the caravan, horses were both tools and instruments. Friends, you can use them, but you must also take care of them.

It is raining heavily outside the shed, and the guards and servants are using a few longer pieces of wood to build the top beams. The center of the canopy will keep accumulating rainwater, and eventually the canopy will collapse.

The caravan director, a very serious looking middle age person, is reprimanding the apprentice mage hired by the caravan, precisely because the apprentice said The rain won’t be too heavy, so the team didn’t stop to take shelter from the rain and take a rest.

The mage apprentice was also aggrieved, but he still lowered his eyebrows and obeyed the reprimand.

The shed The central position was propped up, and the long-stored rainwater washed down like a waterfall, which startled many horses that had just quieted down. Before the servants had time to rest, they had to rush to comfort the frightened horses

Zhong Ye was sitting on the wet deck. He had already helped the two shiver coldly horses to warm up, and now he was finally free to wring the water off his clothes.

Looked back at the troll and found that its chest was still heaving, so he no longer paid attention to .

Turn to look at the continuous rain outside the shed, dazed.

The team was slowed down by the heavy rain, and it may take a day to reach Constantinople.

Then, it should be eleven days before arriving in Constantinople. .

…………

"Someone is coming. "

Zhong Ye spoke suddenly, his right ear trembled slightly, "Right. "

Emil was stunned for a while, then reacted, and hurriedly stood up and shouted: "There is movement on the right!" Watch out for the right side of the line! "

As soon as he finished shouting, he jumped off the scooter and caught up with the carriage who was still moving in front, "Stop!" Pay attention to defense, pay attention to defense! "

The caravan walks between the two mountains, and the formation is very long. If it is attacked, it is easy to suffer casualties.

If the enemy comes, then They will definitely not attack the middle of the team, they will only be attacked by the enemy from the back and the back, and they will be attacked by the front and rear at the same time, and they are more likely to attack the head or tail section of the team.

The people on the right side of the mountain are obviously also Hearing Emil's shout, he immediately quickened his pace.

The caravan was on the contrary. The well-dressed guards took the lead with shields and came to the right side of the team. The mercenaries then walked out, and Zhong Ye also stopped the board. He took out the bow and arrow that Emile lent him.

He is not only good at close combat, he also learned bow and arrow, but he is relatively less proficient.

bend bow and place arrow , slow down your breathing—

Duh!

The mountain man holding a sword and holding a sword just ran out of the jungle when a flying shadow suddenly passed in front of him and inserted into the tree beside him

The leader of the mountain people froze, turned his head to look, and found that the arrow was still trembling, and all the arrows did not go into the tree trunk.

Looked again at the merchants who were waiting on the hillside. The team, although still a little unwilling, still greeted his subordinates to retreat.

The arrow just now was just a warning that if he persisted in your own wrong doings, he would definitely be shot.

Zhong Ye put down his bow and arrow and sat back.

The guards and mercenaries looked at each other in blank dismay, they thought a battle would break out, didn't expect a crisis so easily

The caravan director who was hiding in the carriage with a musket in his hand was also refreshed. The three gold coins were hired to Zhong Ye, it was worth it!

The crisis was lifted, only the horse was drawn They were a little frightened, comforted a little, and the team continued to set off.

Putting away their weapons, Emil ran to Zhong Ye's side and asked excitedly, "How did you know someone was here just now? "

Zhong Ye pointed to his ear, "I hear it. "

"Born? "Emil asked again.

But Zhong Ye shook his head and said, "I have been trained since I was a child. "

Emil made an "oh", and then excitedly asked if he could train to the same level as him, Zhong Ye answered absentmindedly.

The warrior sat cross-legged. , the surface is as usual, but the inside is like a furnace, burning the energy obtained from food and breathing, slowly and clearly nourishing the body.

Muscles, fascia, organs, skeleton, nerves , and even the soul.

The soul and the body are forged together, and since the day he realized the 'transcendent source', his appetite has gradually increased bit by bit.

Strength, agility, perception, spirit, control, each day seems to be stronger than the day before.

Eight days from Constantinople - if nothing slows it down .