Twenty Sided Dice

"Welcome to the west side of the Walled Mountains," Siegel waved his staff, showing them this vast land.

The broad and empty plains spread out at the foot of the mountain, spreading to the end of the sky. The vigorous green grass covered every inch of the land in the field of vision, swaying gently with the wind, like an ocean. Only where the sky in the west is connected to the sea of ​​​​cao, there are faintly gray peaks, and you can stretch your eyes in other directions, either green or blue, which clearly separates the sky and the earth.

The starting point outpost was built on the side and rear of the tunnel entrance, taking the advantage of the high ground. Large gray stones and red-painted steel bars build a tall city wall, and three bastions protrude from the main body, guarding the three most important directions. The flag that belonged to Maul on the tallest tower of the castle had been put away, and now Siegel's nine-clawed squid was flying.

More and his knights waited at the exit early. More than 40 well-armed and strong men were lined up in three teams, holding their own flags. Most of the people here were promoted by Mor from the mercenaries and barbarians. Many of their flags were newly made, and the accumulation of history cannot be seen from the above. Some people use their favorite weapons or stars in the sky as symbols, which look decent, but some people are not so particular about it. Siegel glanced around and saw a roast chicken and two roast legs of lamb.

The people who greeted them did not ride horses, and Siegel and his party also left the donkey in the tunnel. He strode up, grabbed Moore, who was kneeling on one knee, and hugged him tightly.

"Ha, you've gotten stronger!" Siegel patted him on the shoulder and said, "Eat more meat here."

The environment of the starting point outpost is much more difficult than that of Myr City. It is a test of intelligence and patience to build a fortress with less than twenty knights at first. Although it is dangerous to deal with large groups of animals, as long as you master the skills, it will not be too difficult. The most troublesome is actually dealing with various barbarian tribes.

Plateau barbarians are better. They believe in the sun god—actually, the incarnation of the **** of dawn on this side of the city wall and mountains—so they are more straightforward and kind. As long as you keep the same straightforwardness, you can be friends with them with sincerity.

The lowland barbarians at the foot of the mountain are more savage and cunning, and lack of integrity is just one of the most inconspicuous of their many vices. After many failures. Maul discovered that only the power of the sword could speak to them, and frequent engagements began.

Surround water sources, herds, and shelter points (it's easy to set up camp). The starting point outpost constantly fights with some tribes, and uses the rules between barbarians to harvest loot and expand the scale. Like Siegel, Moore didn't care about race, culture, or origin, as long as he could serve Beginning Outpost with integrity and obedience.

"Lord Lord, the starting point outpost is waiting for your dispatch."

"Okay, introduce me to these warriors behind you!"

It was the first time many of the people at the starting point saw Siegel. Even seeing a mage for the first time. They had been listening to Moore tell his various stories, especially his deeds in the two One-Day Wars. In their imagination, Siegel should be a powerful, giant-like man, and now he is a little disappointed after seeing the real person.

The expression was clearly written on his face, making Moore feel embarrassed. But Siegel didn't mind, and everyone complimented him when he saw him.

After the official meeting, Siegel said, "Moore, let them settle down at the outpost, and you and I go see your grandpa."

Moore's face was troubled. He gritted his teeth and whispered to Siegel: "Sir, if my grandfather hits me, you can stop me. There are some straight-minded barbarians in my subordinates. I have saved their lives, so I am very loyal. If I see someone hitting me, I might get violent."

"Don't worry, they won't see you being beaten." Siegel pointed at the team, and Moore saw the halfling Lear hiding between the legs. He was wiping the tears of excitement with a handkerchief, as if Still immersed in the excitement of seeing the Commander again.

"I said why it's been a lot cleaner during this time. It turned out that you ran to the mountain!" Moore squeezed his fist. "I was still thinking about who was talking nonsense, and I guessed it was you. It turned out to be you!"

"I'm here for your own good." Lille replied aggrievedly.

Siegel stopped Moore and dragged him to find Feizak: "I'll make it clear later if there's anything. You're safe here. We'll be more at ease."

Feizak was looking at the distant scenery with great interest with his binoculars, until Siegel coughed before coming back to his senses. When he saw Moore, he snorted vigorously, and then said, "Are you living a free life here? It is said that you are about to get married?"

Mole shook his head vigorously and waved his hand, and said quickly: "Impossible, impossible, impossible."

"So the name Nata was made up?" Feizak narrowed his eyes and looked at Moore carefully: "After thinking about it, if you want to lie in front of me, you'd better brew your emotions."

"No, how dare I?" Moore scratched his head, "Where do you say it?"

Nata was born in a lowland barbarian tribe, and legend has it that when she was born there were lightning and thunder, and a star fell, which prompted her to gain life. In the beginning she was no different from her peers, and then her strength increased until she became a powerful warrior in the tribe.

"I've seen her grab a yak's horn with one hand and smash it on the ground like a sack."

"Why would she do this? Exercise her arms?"

Moore shook his head and said a little embarrassedly: "I told her that if the beef is knocked more often, the tendons will be broken, and the meat will be better."

Siegel and Feizak looked at each other, and basically understood in their hearts that this Nata and Moore must have a close relationship.

"She is now the first warrior of the Rhinoceros tribe, and the eldest daughter of the chief, so actually speaking is as effective as the chief. According to the tradition of the tribe, she will soon participate in the first marriage meeting, the strongest, and able to The man who defeats her can marry her and go home."

"Aren't you going?" Feizak asked suddenly.

"It's useless to go, I can't beat her at all." Moore spread out his hands, looking helpless: "The result of confronting her head-on is broken weapons and shattered armor, she only needs a few rounds to win. And she said that she would never keep her hands during the battle, and I had no hope of going."

Feizak has been observing Moore's expression. Then waved to him. "What's the matter?" Mole was slapped by Feizak as soon as he got close.

"Did you put someone to sleep?!"

"Can this be seen?" Moore opened his mouth and knew that he was finished.

"It seems that this recruitment has to go." Siegel held Feizak. Said: "Tell me about this rhinoceros tribe, is it a very powerful tribe?"

"Oh." Moore leaned cautiously in the direction of Siegel. Avoid the arm span of your grandfather. "The Cow Rhino tribe used to be closely related to the dwarves, and it was able to buy reasonably priced goods from the top of Mora, and it has been developing well. It has about 1,500 people, making it a relatively large tribe. Their tribal leader is called Dio, also Nata's father."

Dio? Siegel blinked, wouldn't it be so coincidental?

"What do they believe in and can they communicate?"

"They believe in the **** of the wilderness, also known as the **** of the wild. It is likely to be the same as the elf druid belief." More said confidently: "Most people can speak common language, but the dwarven language is better, and the communication is mainly based on Dwarven language predominates."

"Okay, you can rest assured to prepare, I will find a way for you to marry Nata back." Siegel said: "Especially if you are already in a relationship, if you are pregnant, you can't let your blood flow in the family. outside?"

"Lord Lord, thank you." Moore's face flushed with excitement: "You must be able to think of a solution!"

"Don't be too busy to thank me." Siegel said, "I'm afraid it will cost you a lot this time, so prepare a new IOU!"

The hall at the outpost of the starting point is not as good as the main hall of Myr City, but more like a large tavern. The pelts of various animals and the heads of wild beasts hang on the grey stone walls. Set off a wild vibe. The hall was steaming hot, the grills lined up with the aroma of grilled meat with garlic, and the scent of the latest wine from Heimland wafted in the room.

Barbarian singers from the plateau are singing. They sang free and unrestrained emotions in dwarven language, with a unique flavor. However, it is difficult to really appreciate the music in the hall. After all, the fire is raging, the cups and plates are colliding, the people at the banquet are chatting, and there are noisy sounds everywhere.

The banquet has been held for three full hours, and only a few people are still awake. As the earl lord of Heimland, Siegel was naturally the one who was toasted the most. However, relying on magic tricks, he only drank the water in the wine, leaving all the intoxicating alcohol behind. So so far. He only felt a little bloated in his stomach, but his mind was still very clear.

Evan's current identity is the swordsmanship instructor of Heimland. Siegel himself is a good friend, so he can travel freely among the banquet. Laugh wildly. No one except Siegel and Feizak knew that he was "His Majesty the King", so they were not polite to him at all. During the staggering, everyone only noticed that Evan was laughing, and no one noticed that he hardly drank any wine.

Some barbarians who happened to stay at the outpost of the starting point heard that Commander Maul's warchief was coming, and offered gifts one after another. They secretly mixed some rare things in the gift, such as strange-shaped animal bones and unknown types of ores, in order to stun the "big chief". But Siegel was always able to comment on gifts just right, telling the origin and purpose of various things.

"Moer, don't underestimate these tribal people, they know what are the good things on the grassland." Siegel looked at a few things in the gift pile in front of him, and said, "If you can let them help us collect these things, you can Save a lot of trouble. If you can unite, you don’t have to fight. I know you have been doing very well~www.readwn.com~ Lord Lord, if there is a war next time, you must ask me to participate.” More holding a wine glass , his face was a little red. "I'm really ashamed that I didn't help me with this fight against the elf."

"Don't be silly, I don't know what it would be like if it weren't for your constant delivery of food." Siegel said, "Especially yak cheese, after getting used to eating it, it has become quite popular now. , there are always orders coming. In the next step, Alfred will contact you to purchase some alchemy raw materials and magic materials from you, you have to be more careful."

"Sir, are these all what you need? Just transport them away without paying!" Moore said excitedly: "From the tunnel to the outpost, it's actually your plan, I didn't do anything, it's all the lord Yours, sir."

"Then you should listen to me." Siegel patted Moore on the shoulder, using the power of magic to help him stabilize his mind and get rid of his drunkenness. He pointed to the halfling who was dancing and laughing at the wine table, and said to Moore: "That little guy cares about you. Although he makes a lot of jokes, he has a good starting point, so don't be so vicious to him. "

"Yes, Lord Earl." Moore burped and said a little embarrassedly. (To be continued.)(www..)