Chapter 1195 1177. Spreading fog
?Yarpan can actually understand Buchter’s current anxiety.
???The leader of the Clinfield predators, although he was hit by an arrow in his right arm, when the special arrow was pulled out, the muscle that was cut along with it had to weigh twice as much.
Even if he was as strong as a bull, his big arm muscles would be unable to exert force for ten days and a half after suffering such trauma.
?It was lucky for him that he didn''t get any major blood vessels.
But being injured doesn''t mean that he can be taken care of in peace. He has to think about the future.
They rely on their reputation to get jobs and make ends meet. Losing their reputation means losing everything.
No matter what the secret behind this operation is, they retreated in the blink of an eye.
Having a heavy blow to the reputation of the Clynnfield Raiders.
When they take over jobs in the future, the employer can cut their remuneration by about one-fifth.
?Yarpan also did this kind of work with a group of dwarves, so he knew Buchter''s current mood and unwillingness.
But it was useless to say this. When the young clerk at the front of the team hung the gun flag on the gun barrel, no second voice was allowed in the team.
Even though Buchter is full of complaints now, Yarpan believes that if he is really careless in front of the clerk, he can control his mouth more strictly than anyone else.
laymen may not quite understand the level of these ten knights, but they, the guys who make money on the edge of the sword, know it all too well.
So Buchter just complained and complained.
? Along the way, the convoy of light vehicles kept speeding, and several times they almost had traffic accidents due to being too fast and ran off the mountain road.
??Their team entered the river valley early in the morning, and after walking all morning, they were attacked by the Scoia''tael.
Then we repaired for more than two hours, which was used to organize items, repair vehicles, and treat the injured. It was already afternoon.
??After that, they marched quickly under the command of the Ember Knight, and finally ran out of the Pontal Valley at the ambiguous junction of dusk and night.
“Hu~hu~”
Yalpan let out a sigh of relief. During the fast march, even driving was very tiring.
??As for the other people on horseback, such as the few Clinefield raiders who were not injured, they were now covered in sweat as if they were oiled.
Most of the people in the convoy are like this.
??Sakia, on the other hand, although she was also riding a horse, there were no signs of fatigue on her body at all, which made the dwarf praise this woman''s great body.
Now they have arrived at the place where they camped last night. There are still scorch marks on the ground from the campfire, and there are marks on the ground from the stakes driven when setting up the tent.
It was only one day, but everyone felt like they were going to live for the rest of their lives.
?This place is outside the river valley after all, so the people in the convoy simply started to set up camp where they were left yesterday. Some made fires and some fetched water, and they were all ready to stop and rest.
Yalpen saw the young clerk at the head of the team, holding a long spear, with the golden lion flag of Sintra flying on the blue background. After talking to Duke Siward for a few words, he had no intention of taking off his armor and taking a rest. .
Instead, they summoned ten Ember Knights and started a small-scale discussion for a while. Then they quickly packed up their things, ate and drank to replenish their physical strength, and also replenished their war horses'' physical strength.
The group of ten of them is not large, and if they don''t issue orders, they will become inconspicuous in the convoy. Except for people like Yarpan who pay attention at all times, no one else has obviously noticed their movements.
?Fires were lit one after another, and most of the people who had been walking in a hurry for a day were exhausted. They have no time to rest or eat since morning.
?Now that it finally stopped, everyone was so tired and hungry that their eyes were straight.
??Yarpan led the dwarves and the other Clinefield raiders and also raised a bonfire, preparing to roast some meat and boil some water.
The members of the forward reconnaissance team are all around this fire.
After the Scoia''tael attack at noon, although they also fought against the Scoia''tael, the rejection of non-human races in the team became even stronger.
So in addition to the same people as last night, there were also some elves and half-elves gathered around the bonfire.
When Yarpan brought the firewood, he saw a male elf sitting not far from Sakia beside the campfire. The two of them were also looking at the campfire and having a calm, non-glaring conversation.
??The male elf is carrying a bow and arrows on his back. The most distinctive feature is that his right eye is covered by a red headband. He is probably blind.
??Yalpan remembered that this was someone he had been with in the forward reconnaissance team before. They had chatted a little bit, but they didn''t know much about them.
“You saved my life, but we still don’t know each other’s name.”
The one-eyed elf said, throwing a piece of firewood into the fire.
“I’ll come first, my name is, um, Io.”
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The female warrior responded calmly.
?She was sitting facing the Pontal Valley. At this time, she looked at the bonfire in a daze, and sometimes she raised her head slightly and looked at the valley that was gradually sinking into the deep night.
“I have a question, Saskia.”
The elf’s remaining left eye glanced at the other party covertly.
“Why did you save me first?”
"What?"
?Sakia frowned and asked in confusion. "At that time, my hands were holding on to the cliff and I was about to fall. There was another human being who was trapped by an overturned car and was about to be trampled to death by a crazy horse. Why did you save me first?"
At this time, the male elf no longer concealed his gaze, turned his head with a serious face, and looked directly at the other person with one eye.
As if waiting for the answer to an important question.
?Sakia’s answer was as casual as a matter of course.
“You are close to me and easy to save.”
The words she spoke were so relaxed and matter-of-fact, as if she was saying something like, "Of course you have to pay for your meal."
“After rescuing you, didn’t the two of us quickly push the overturned car away and then rescue the human?”
The male elf''s one eye blinked, and the eyebrows above the one eye frowned fiercely.
“Is it because of this?”
Even in the dim flickering of firelight and shadow, the disbelief was evident on his face.
“How easy is it to rescue because of the distance?”
"Otherwise?" Sakia looked at him strangely, and then suddenly realized, "Oh, you think: I think you are a non-human race, and I am the kind of human being who has a compensatory attitude towards non-human races. That’s why I saved you first?”
“No, man. I feel like life is life, you and humans are the same to me.”
?Sakia shook his head: "Even if it was Yarpan who was pressed in the distance at that time, I would save people in this order."
With a "bang" sound, the dwarf threw the firewood he was holding next to the bonfire, and bowed to the female warrior in a funny way: "Thank you for treating everyone equally, madam. This is really important to me."
“You’re welcome, Yarpen Ziegelin.”
The joking conversation between the two people did not affect the one-eyed male elf. He frowned and looked at the female warrior since Saskia answered his doubts.
“Look.” Suddenly, Yarpan’s joking tone turned serious. "It looks like they are leaving."
??He subconsciously patted the sawdust on his beard and raised his chin towards a short distance.
Sakia and the one-eyed elf both looked in that direction.
I saw that ten Ember Knights had changed their horses after a brief rest and mounted their horses again.
After lining up in a fast marching queue, they ran towards the river valley.
"Are they crazy?" Nischuka among the plunderers exclaimed in a low voice while holding a pot of freshly brought water, "It''s going to be night soon, and they want to march quickly on that **** mountain road in this light? !”
"Are you desperate? Can the light of the torch illuminate two meters away?"
But at this moment, Sakia, who had been looking in the direction of the river valley just now, also stood up from the campfire.
She pointed towards the river valley, with a tone of surprise and confusion: "Over there. What is that?"
The dwarves, the Crimfield raiders, and more and more people in the camp.
At this time, they slowly put down the firewood and buckets in their hands and looked towards the direction of the river valley.
A vast white mist is slowly spreading down from the Mahakam Mountains.
?The mist reflected the moonlight in the sky, giving off a disturbing and hazy light.
The scope and height of the fog were so great that even those of them who were already outside the valley could see it spread out and spread outward.
Most of the sounds in the night sky seemed to disappear as the fog dispersed.
??The sound of rushing water in the river valley and the cries of various creatures were usually adapted to and ignored by people, but until now.
?After these sounds suddenly disappeared, people suddenly discovered that the world was actually so quiet that it was a bit abrupt!
"What''s going on?" Zoltan frowned, "The sudden silence made me a little flustered."
And when the world suddenly became quiet for a long time, the sound of horse hooves became even more prominent.
Ten horses carried ten Ember Knights, led by Lincoln without any hesitation or delay.
With the reflection of the moonlight increased by the huge fog, they rushed straight into the river valley in front of everyone''s eyes.
“I have something to do, so I’ll leave for a moment.”
?After a moment of silence, Sakia walked away from the bonfire after saying hello and walked towards the darkness outside the firelight.
Yarpen’s lips under his beard murmured, but in the end he just frowned and didn’t say much.
The fog in the river valley was getting thicker and thicker, and Yalpangang and Zoltan worked together to boil the water and put the dry food on the fire to roast.
When he turned around, he discovered that the one-eyed male elf was nowhere to be seen.
"Where are the people? Why are there so few people? Are you going to eat or not?"
?Zoltan scratched his short-haired comb and shouted.
“Okay, stop screaming.” Buchter, who was lying half-lying with his arms covered, looked at the river valley in the distance and said nonchalantly.
“Both of them are not simple, so what do you care about them? Let’s just take care of ourselves.”
(End of this chapter)