My Magic Age

The sky was covered by a layer of light gray clouds. The morning sun shone dimly through the clouds, like a faint yellow spot printed on a dim parchment. The whole wasteland was like a chaotic world. The wind in the wasteland was very strong. The wind blew over with the yellow sand from the Gobi Desert a few kilometers away. It was a little stinging when it hit people's faces. The sand blown up by the wind poured into the clothes from the collar, cuffs, trouser legs, etc., making everyone walking in the wasteland look like a sand grouse crawling out of the sand pile, covered with gray sand.

We said our final goodbyes to Elder Gribaschin and continued to walk southeast along the fault zone with the orcs of the Laitu tribe.

Kuz rode on the neck of the Yagui beast to face the wind and sand, leading the orcs of the Laitu tribe forward. The maid Asakusa wrapped his face with a piece of linen, leaving only his eyes exposed. I lay on the back of the Yagui beast, wrapped myself in linen like a little mummy, and lay in the leather saddle to avoid the invasion of wind and sand. When traveling in such a horrible weather, I dare not even open my mouth to speak, otherwise the damn sand will pour into my throat.

Yesterday, the leader of the Wind Chaser Adventure Group, Weilu, led the members to ride fast horses to get information ahead, and only came back at dusk, exhausted, but his news was really like a shot of cardiotonic, which made people excited. They have arrived at the edge of the Drowning Lake, and no large number of zombies were found there. It seems that this time the zombie tide has subsided, and everyone is very excited to hear the news.

Geerle is not as fragile as I imagined. I saw her secretly hiding in Kuz's arms to wipe her tears last night. In the morning, she had sorted out her mood, wearing animal leather armor and braving the wind and sand, and set off early with the beast female warriors. The beastwoman warriors of the Laitu tribe were very accustomed to such windy and sandy weather. They tied a thin black linen towel on their faces and wore only sleeveless leather armor and leather skirts. In such extreme weather, they let the gravel carried by the strong wind blow on their thighs and arms, and they didn't seem to feel much pain at all. These beastwoman warriors were almost all wearing simple leather armor and leather skirts, and the wind and sand blew into the leather clothes and didn't touch their bodies at all.

On the contrary, people like me and Sister Guoguo, who were completely wrapped in linen, just hid in the leather saddle for a while and felt like they were buried by the wind and sand. This time we brought plenty of food and enough argali for transportation, so the team walked very fast. We have crossed the border of the Guluding Town.

At this time, the orc guide who was responsible for leading the way rode on the argali and stuck to Kuz. Pointing to a wide hill not far away, he said to Kuz respectfully: "Lord Kuz, the windmill hills are ahead, and Chief Maxine's Bangor Manor is not far away."

The Blood Wolf Clan in Guluding Town relies on the Council of Elders to connect with each other. The core of the entire power is composed of the chiefs and shamans of the Blood Wolf Clan tribes in various regions, and the wise men of Guluding Town. In fact, this is a loose alliance. The actual restraint of Kurt, the acting chief representing the Blood Wolf Clan, is not very large. The Blood Wolf Clan orcs he can control are only in the area around Guluding Town. There are dozens of Blood Wolf Clan lords of all sizes distributed throughout the Western Wilderness. The power of the Blood Wolf Clan is actually scattered in the hands of the great lords who control various Blood Wolf Clan tribes. In fact, this time Kurt sent his brothers to the edge of the Blood Wolf Clan territory in order to develop a group of new lords to weaken the strength of the current great lords.

In the past, these lords were in awe of the power of the Blood Wolf King Kurad, and were as docile as sheep. However, facing the new chieftain of the Blood Wolf Tribe, Kurt, it was difficult for these lords to show any good face. Maxine is the chieftain of the Black Fang Tribe, a small lord. His tribe only occupies the entire Windmill Hills, which is not as large as the Drowned Bore in the east of Kuz's territory. However, this place belongs to the hinterland of the Blood Wolf Tribe. There are few wars and wilderness bandits in normal times, and it has become a rich place.

The origin of the name Windmill Hills is that there is a giant rock protruding in the northwest corner of this hilly area, which is named after its shape that resembles a windmill. If we go to Drowned Bore, we must take the Windmill Hills, otherwise it will take nearly half a month to walk around. Before, Captain Viru and his team rode fast horses along the edge of the Windmill Hills. For such adventure groups or beast hunter groups, many lords turned a blind eye and let them come and go freely.

But if our orc team from the Raitu tribe were to pass through the Windmill Hill, it would be necessary to personally visit Chief Maxine in Bangor Manor, both to avoid conflict and for courtesy, not to mention that he would be Kuz's new neighbor. So we changed our route and prepared to visit the leader of the Black Tooth Tribe.

The green grass carpet covered the large and small mounds. Looking around, you could see bushes with purple flowers growing on the slopes, like a lace petticoat around a girl. This oval-leaved shrub grows a kind of sour berry that is smaller than a blueberry. In the past, these sour berries could be used to brew a slightly sour fruit wine, but in such a famine year, the sour berries in these bushes can also be used to fill the stomach. I guess the orcs here may have a much better life than other places.

Looking carefully at the bushes on the hills, there was no sign of damage, and it seemed that the zombies' scourge had not spread here.

Gerile stopped in front with a kind of female beast warrior, and a team of ten wolf cavalry stood in front of them. These wolf orc warriors were riding wasteland wargs. This kind of mount is difficult to buy in the market. Usually, the strength of the big lords is divided according to the number of wolf cavalry they have in hand. I didn't expect that the Black Tooth Tribe on this small windmill hill would actually have the ability to train wolf cavalry.

I always feel that these female beast warriors of the Laitu tribe are a bit dull. Their eyes are full of hostility towards the ten heavily armored wolf cavalry. He even put his hands behind his back with great vigilance, holding on to the wooden handles of those short javelins, as if a bloody fight could break out at any time. And the ten wolf cavalry were so arrogant that they didn't even get down from the wargs. They just kept comforting the wargs under them to calm them down.

At this time, Kuz drove Aguimon to the front as a matter of course. He turned away from Fengsha and lifted up his mask, loudly asking me if I wanted to go down. I shook my head repeatedly. Are you kidding? With such a strong wind, it would be very dangerous for me to climb up and down on the back of the Agui beast. Besides, looking at those wargs that are bigger than the one-horned bison, my legs are weak. I can't I don’t want to make a fool of myself in the past.

His maid Asakusa followed him. I have to say that this young, capable and taciturn maid has won my respect and favor. If not necessary, she can even stay silent for a day, but she is very thoughtful in her work. A frizzy werewolf boy like Kurtz really needs such a capable assistant by his side. The beast warriors of the Laitu tribe all say that the Asakusa Black Iron Bar is very good at playing, but unfortunately I never had the opportunity to see it.

At this time, Gerile turned around and walked back. She trotted forward two steps, jumped up, and jumped lightly on the back of Yagui. She dusted off the sand from the other leather saddle next to me and sat down quickly. When we came down, the wind blew away the face towel at the corner of her mouth, letting me see her pouting a little unhappy,

I curled up in the saddle, my body almost buried in the wind and sand. Seeing her dejected look, I asked curiously: "Why did you come back?"

Gerile took off the javelin from his back and inserted it into the barrel beside him. He rolled his eyes at me and said, "What do you have to say to those scum of the Black Tooth Tribe? Jia, just ignore them. These Black Fang orcs are a bunch of bastards, big bastards!”

It's rare for a cheerful orc girl like Gerile to feel resentment in her heart. I asked her curiously: "Gerile, do you know those people?"

Gerile looked at me as if he were an idiot, and then said to me matter-of-factly: "Of course, it's not too far from Drowning Park. Every time our Laitu tribe goes to pay tribute to Gurudin, we always pay tribute." I have to deal with these bastards several times a year when I go through here.”

Regarding this point, I really didn't expect that the Laitu tribe and the Black Tooth tribe were already considered neighbors. I asked Gerile curiously: "Why do you always say they are a bunch of bastards? Do you have any festivals?"

"Yes! Every time we pay tribute, they always make things difficult for us because of their power." Gerile climbed on the back of the Yagui beast, his flexible waist twisted in half strangely in the leather saddle. , making her round buttocks look plumper. She crossed her hands on her chin and said to me casually.

I looked at the group of guys sitting on the wargs in surprise. I had never thought that the orc tribes were so disharmonious. Even the orcs of the same tribe had all kinds of grievances. At this time, I heard Grile again. He nodded and said to me: "Actually, these are nothing. Which tribe doesn't have friction between them?"

There was a look of reminiscence in Gerile's eyes, but unfortunately the linen cloth covered her face. She recalled to me and said: "The real conflict between us was two months ago. At that time we Traces of swamp zombies just appeared on the edge of the territory. Chief Laitu ran over in person and tried to persuade the Black Tooth tribe to send some wolf riders to surround and suppress the scattered swamp zombies with our tribe’s warriors. Unexpectedly, Chief Maxine refused. ”

"How could this happen?" I couldn't understand what Chief Maxine was thinking.

Gerile gritted his silver teeth and said bitterly: "When he saw that all the men in our tribe died when they were encircling and suppressing the gray dwarves, and only these beast girls and children were left in the tribe, he wanted to annex our tribe. The leader of the tribe, Laitu, will naturally not agree."

It seems that it is still a matter of annexation between tribes. Faced with the Laitu tribe, which only has a group of beast girls and orc children, how can Chief Maxine not be concerned? The beast girls can be regarded as a big fortune in the tribe. It seems that Maxine wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune. Unexpectedly, she met the tough leader Laitu, and in the end, Chief Maxine did not let him go. Succeed.

Grile and I saw that Kuz had started chatting with the arrogant wolf cavalry, and we didn't know if the sign above Kuz's head was of any use here. But in my opinion, the Black Tooth Tribe is a sinister place that eats people without spitting out their bones. This neighbor is not easy to get along with!

Gerile added: "Then the disaster came. A large group of swamp zombies completely destroyed my home. The leader of Laitu and my grandfather had no choice but to abandon their homes and flee in the wilderness with the young and old of the tribe. They originally wanted to We took the road to go to Gurudin for help, but we didn’t expect Chief Maxine to send wolf cavalry to escort us all the way through Windmill Hills.”

"What's wrong with this?" I asked strangely.

"The most common bushes on the entire Windmill Hill are those with sour berries. Even if they are used to make wine, the wine is sour and hard to drink. But in the year of the disaster, the wild fruits on the bushes can save lives. We fled all the way here at that time, and we wanted to pick some wild fruits to fill our stomachs..."

"They won't even let us pick some sour berries? They even sent wolf cavalry to drive you out?"

Gerile was angry and didn't answer me. It seems that I guessed right.

At this time, I finally understood why Gerile had such a big grudge. It was clearly that Chief Maxine of the Black Tooth Tribe wanted to force the Laitu Tribe into a dead end and finally wait for the fisherman to benefit. But I didn't expect that Chief Laitu's character was so tough. Under such circumstances, he led the entire Laitu Tribe over the Yelian Mountain and went to the North Road Wasteland to make a living.

It must be said that the chief of Raitu abandoned the entire Raitu tribe and joined the army just based on the words of the wise man Meiana. It took a lot of courage. The beast girls and orc children in the entire tribe were considered the personal wealth of the chief of Raitu. At that time, if he really couldn't survive, the chief of Raitu would never abandon these beast girls.

Now these beast girls have become beast girl warriors and have become a force that cannot be ignored. Kuz and I have worked hard to train these beast girls into throwers by using their running and throwing skills. Unexpectedly, after some training, the performance of these beast girls was beyond our expectations. The combat skill of "throwing javelin" pays more attention to the coordination, flexibility and balance of the body when running. In this regard, the body flexibility and balance of beast girl warriors are obviously much better than that of male orc warriors. When throwing javelins, they rely on the speed of the pre-running burst and whether they can pour all the strength of the body into the javelin, so they must have throwing skills.

This time, Kuz and I bought a large number of short javelins while returning to Guluding Town to deliver fine salt. The reason for using short javelins is that the beastwomen are slightly weaker than the male warriors, and short javelins are lighter. It is not realistic to replace the javelins of the beastwomen warriors in the entire tribe with high-end products with magic antelope horn spear heads and purple wisteria spear bodies. The cost of these weapons is too expensive. Later, after discussing with Kuz, we chose more economical ordinary javelins with fine steel spear heads and hard oak spear bodies, and purchased 2,000.

Before leaving Guluding Town, the number of people in the Laitu tribe had almost reached 500. In addition to the original more than 200 natives of the Laitu tribe, the remaining beastwomen and some orc children were picked up by the old orc Gribaschin in the wilderness. There were less than 200 beastwomen warriors. At that time, I customized it according to the configuration base of ten short javelins per person. I had originally discussed with Kuz that when we captured the magic antelope in the future, we would cut off the magic antelope horns and replace the fine iron spear heads with magic antelope horns.

At the foot of the Night Wolf Cliff, after a battle with the Gray Dwarf Bandits, the old orc Gribaschin took advantage of the time when the meat was dried and needed a lot of manpower. He recruited many beast girls who looked strong and healthy from the wasteland. Now these beast girls have become the backbone of the Laitu tribe with the beast girls of the Laitu tribe. The loyalty of these beast girls is relatively high.

From Guludin all the way here, we have taken in many beast girls and orc children along the way. At this time, our team has exceeded more than 600 people.

I lay on the back of the Yagui beast, looking at the profile of Geerle. This young orc girl has become the biggest leader of the javelin team composed of orc female warriors. More than 200 orc female warriors under her command completely obey her orders. This is the last wealth that the old orc Gribaschin gave to Geerle.

Geerle lay on the back of the Yagui beast, pointing at the burly bald orc werewolf man who was talking to Kuz in the distance, and whispered to me: "That is the chieftain of the Black Tooth Tribe, Maxine!"

I looked over from a distance. The bald man wearing a wind wolf fur cloak and only a pair of magic antelope leather armor pants, with a strong upper body naked and bronze muscles, was not afraid of the wind and sand at all. He carried a huge and heavy double-edged mountain axe behind him, and there was a tattoo on his face that symbolized the orc werewolf warrior. It can be seen that he is a brave warrior.

Behind him, more than twenty wolf riders lined up in a row, revealing a murderous aura. I didn't expect to see wolf riders and orc warriors in this borderland. No wonder the swamp zombies stopped here.

The team finally continued to move forward slowly. The news brought back by Kuz in front was that the Black Stone Tribe was now holding a grand sacrifice ceremony at Bangor Manor, and Kuz was invited to participate. In my opinion, this was obviously a gesture of goodwill from Chief Maxine to Kuz, the new Blood Wolf Tribe leader.

As I expected, Chief Maxine, the owner of the Windmill Hill, the Black Fang Tribe, did not want to anger Kuz. He was not afraid of the hundreds of beast girls behind Kuz. On the contrary, I guess he was very greedy for this piece of fat meat that was delivered to his mouth. He valued these healthy beast girls who could still give birth and bring more children to the tribe. If these beast girls could be obtained, then within ten years, they would add more than a thousand people to the Black Fang Tribe.

But Kuz is not an ordinary orc boy after all. As the younger brother of Kurt, the new acting chief of the Blood Wolf clan, and the hidden power in the Ku family, Chief Maxine cannot afford to offend them.

After walking for more than ten kilometers along the winding road in the hilly area, we finally saw a large manor in front of us.