Dawn of the Grey Tower

The carriage was slowly advancing on the grassland. In fact, the horse-drawn carriage has been moving forward to a speed that is almost or even inadequate to the speed of people walking. This is mainly because the grass increases the difficulty of driving, and there are obviously no roads for vehicles on the grassland. But this does not mean that people who ride in cars can accept this speed.

"We should give up this car, there are two horses pulling the cart, and we are just right." This is the third time Batu has tried to persuade others to do so in two days.

"I have said many times, these two horses are not the kind you usually ride. They are the types of carts and groceries. They ca n’t run at all when you sit on them. Also, there are reserves in the car. Food, if you give up the carriage, almost half of it must be discarded even if everyone carries it on the body. Besides, with the help of the carriage, we do n’t need at least to eat and sleep. ”Lothar waved his whip and said to the boy sitting beside him. Since being easily overthrown by the Earl, Batu has shown extraordinary respect for the former.

Therefore, the boy said nothing. He stared silently at the two cart-drawn horses, trying to find evidence that they could also accomplish manned missions. But, it didn't take long for the two horses to stop, "What's the matter, there is still some time until noon, we have to continue ..."

Batu's words stopped naturally after seeing Lothar's expression. He followed the driver's eyes and saw a blurry shadow on the slightly elevated hill. But before he could recognize more details, the shadow disappeared behind the hill. "Huh, the guy with the ghost." Lothar spit, a bit disdainful in his tone, "Okay, that guy has gone, let's go on the road, wait a minute, what's wrong with you?"

This time the boy's expression is difficult to look at. It was noticeable that Batu's face was wrong, his eyes fixed on the hill where the dark shadow disappeared, and cold sweat came out of his forehead.

"How many times have you seen him?" Batu asked, trembling slightly in his voice, and he seemed very frightened.

"If I haven't missed it, it should be the second time. What's wrong? Do you know what that guy wants to do?" With Lothar's eyes, he could be sure that the shadow he saw was not a monster or a ghost, that was A person, a person riding a horse. And a rider observes the carriage's movement at such a long distance for a long time, which makes the count instinctively uncomfortable. But after all, he is not a child of this grassland, and it is not clear what this means. In Losa's view, perhaps the other party is only confirming whether they are hostile or want to invade their territory.

"He is a scout, and his presence means that the tribal chiefs have gathered. Tomorrow is the third day, and the night after tomorrow is the full moon!" The boy cried out in horror, as he began to mix the native language of the prairie people, but even What he shouted when he wasn't so frightened was beyond what Losa could understand. Fortunately, the count knew who could solve the problem.

At noon, the carriage stopped to allow the horses and passengers time to eat and rest on the calm grassland. For most people, long-distance travel in a horse-drawn carriage is not a pleasant experience, even though it is from the hands of the hammer hammer leading the craftsman, it is very popular among the kings. Not good.

"How is it?" Lothar handed the water bag to the approaching cheese, and pointed his chin to Batu, who was sitting beside him. He knew that the mage must have a way to understand what the boy wanted to say, and he must be able to understand what information is really critical in the boy's words.

The expression of the cheese was not good. He took a sip of the water bag and said slowly, "Not very good. According to Batu, we have been stared at by a group of, to be precise, the union of several tribes. . If you have n’t missed it, these combined tribes will attack us in the early morning. "

"What?" Lothar's expression was a bit stunned. He was not incapable of understanding that a group of people were being robbed by nomads on the grassland. But the union of several tribes? This is too much for a team of four people, right? It should be known that the past nomad aggression against the Hammer was only a single tribe, and the union of multiple tribes took place only in ten or even twenty years. The sturdy nomadic tribes will not easily unite unless they have a strong enough commander, or enough attractive interests.

The mage shrugged helplessly. To be honest, if Batu swears with the life of his falcon, he would not believe this horrible news. Because this is totally unreasonable, the pillage on the grassland is nothing more than two things, supplies and women. Admittedly, they have both cheeses, but neither the dietary reserves in the carriage nor the existence of Atalanta are enough to attract such a vigorous movement. This is simply shooting a mosquito with a crossbow.

"The reason? Who are they running for? You? Or Batu?" The count was a pragmatic man after all, and after a short surprise, he quickly inferred the two most likely reasons for the prairie people to attack. The first is the cheese. Although the mage has never been to this grassland, the gray robe on him can not only bring a loyal ally like the Frost Guard, but also become a target of revenge for others. In addition to this, Batu as the only prairie man in the team, he may also become the target of the other party. If this kid is the heir of the head of the waterbuck tribe or has some prominent and important status, then he has May become the target of these tribes to hijack.

"I don't know. But I think it probably has nothing to do with both of us." The words of the cheese are the result of serious thinking. In all fairness, the prairie is a place that is less frequented by the caster than the sea, because of its natural exclusion, the vast expanse of the sky is easy to make people who are not suitable for this place panic, it can not provide conditions for the cast The authors have concentrated on researching ~ www.readwn.com ~ Therefore, in addition to the shamans or witch doctors who grew up on the grassland, there are few foreign mages who will have trouble with this place.

And Batu, the cheese has its own way to tell whether he lied to himself, so when the boy explained his life, the mage quickly believed him. Batu is just a child of a falconer in the waterbuck tribe. His father died in a hunting trip. It is said that he was shot by a hunter from a nearby tribe to **** his prey. This kind of thing is not uncommon on the grassland. After the death of his father, Batu ’s mother became the wife of his father ’s brother according to tradition, and there were only two paths before the boy. Or, he became a stepson destined not to receive preferential treatment and gave up his falcon Or, he has to prove his ability to contribute to the tribe as an adult male. This may also explain why he so desperately wants to be favored by Atta, regardless of the culture, marriage can be regarded as a representative change from childhood to adulthood.

Boys with such a background are not enough to be targeted by others.

"That said, it makes no sense at all. Their goal is not you and Batu, nor supplies and women, what can it be? Although I have fought several times with them, they were all seven or eight years ago. It ’s impossible for them to remember me. ”Lothar frowned and murmured.

"It's meaningless to guess here. If you want to know the answer, you have to do something." The cheese said to his companion.

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