"Be smart with your hands and feet, otherwise today's wages will be lost." The vendor urged, and started to get anxious when he saw the stalls that had been set up next to him, but he had already slumped down on the chair and did not move. The guys held on to their tired bodies and said weakly, and the speed of their hands began to speed up under the influence of wages. As time went by, soon all the stalls of the vendors were set up. Each simple shop contains a wide variety of products, such as coarse salt, dried fruits, dried meat, flour and other foods that are easy to preserve for a long time, as well as non-edible items such as clothing and ironware. The residents of Leiden City also discovered the situation at the market at this time, and they walked in with curious eyes. The vendors immediately cheered up, and even the vendor who had been slumped on the folding chair stood up from his chair and showed a friendly business smile. "These are fresh dried fruits and dried meats. They are absolutely delicious. After one bite, you still want to take a second bite!" "Iron pots, iron spoons, and kitchen knives! They are all fine products forged by the dwarves! Don't miss them!" "Our store has everything you need, firewood, rice, oil, and salt. Friends from Leiden City! You have suffered so much. Buying the products from our store is definitely worth your money!" The guys started shouting hard at the instruction of their respective bosses.
Soon, several excited women came over with their children. One woman walked to the folding chair vendor's shop and looked at the products. "Hello, my guest. Look, you're still taking care of your child. It's really hard." The merchant said with a smile on his face, rubbing his hands and greeting with concern: "How's it going? What do you like? Are you from our store?" The first distinguished guest, I want you to guarantee buy one and get one free.” The woman was relatively young and cleanly held her child's little hand and followed the child's eyes to look at the fragrant light yellow dried fruits. "How do you sell these dried fruits?" she asked. The vendor naturally saw this detail, and he said with a smile: "Hey, my guest, you have really good eyesight. These dried fruits are all brought from the elves, and every bite is mouth-watering. How can I feed them to your children?" It will definitely replenish the body. It’s cheaper for you, so I’ll give you a silver coin for this piece of dried fruit. The buy-one-get-one-free promise is still valid.” The woman frowned: "One silver coin per piece? This is too expensive. Even if you buy a pound of such fruit, you can't even buy it for one silver coin." "Oh, guest, look at what you said. You know how difficult it is for us to come all the way to Leiden City. Not to mention the long journey, I also heard that there was a natural disaster of the undead here. Oh, I will come out with this thing when the time comes. What should I do if my life is in danger? We are a small business and we can't stand the trouble, so we risk our lives to sell things here. It's normal not to mention that they are a little more expensive." The businessman said with an unchanging smile. "Forget it, I still don't want it." The woman shook her head, turned around and left with the child. The businessman didn't try to stop him. He had asked several colleagues while waiting in line and had always set the price of the no matter which store the woman went to, it was the same, and his price was already the lowest among these stores. Sure enough, the woman asked several stores and found the same high several twists and turns, I returned to the original shop. The businessman smiled cheerfully and said: "Guest, I saw that you have gone around in a circle. How about it? Is the price in my store the cheapest?" "Do those soldiers know that the sales prices in your shops are so high?" The woman frowned, with some uneasiness on her face. The businessman didn't know what she was upset about, so he just shrugged: "Master Bing, who cares about this? They are too busy themselves. So, guest, do you want to buy some dried fruit?" The woman's eyes lit up: "Does that mean those soldiers don't know that your prices are so expensive?" After she finished speaking, without waiting for the merchant's reaction, she hurriedly led the child out of the market. "Crazy, don't buy if you don't want to buy. Come on, keep shouting! I don't believe that this group of people in Leiden City who have no clothes or food to eat can resist not buying our products." The businessman said angrily, sitting back on the folding chair Invite the guys to continue working. The guys shouted for a while, until one of them got tired and said feebly to his boss: "Boss, there's no one in this market, why don't we take a break first. Brothers are so busy that they can't even wait until now." I didn’t even drink any saliva.” "There's no one left?" The businessman was stunned. A carp suddenly stood up from the folding chair and looked outside the shop. Sure enough, as his buddy said, there were no residents of Leiden City walking around in the market, only other pedestrians who were still busy placing goods in the market were active.
"It's strange. Could it be that the people in Leiden City have been squeezed dry by those military masters, and there is no oil or water left at all?" The businessman exclaimed: "If it's broken, wouldn't it be a waste of time?" Just when the merchant was wondering, the woman from before returned to the market, but this time she was followed by a group of King Grek's army. "Thank you for leading the way. Please go back and have a rest first. Dinner in the city will be distributed at the same time as usual today, don't forget it." The leading Knight of Grek was Farrugia. He nodded to the woman, and then led his team members Went into the market. The entry of the heavily armed Farrugia and the others seemed to have pressed the mute button in the market. The merchants smiled apologetically at the royal army, fearing that they would be troubled by these officers and soldiers who could not afford to offend them. Farrugia and the others went straight to the store where the woman went first, which made the surrounding store owners sigh in relief. Some looked there with sympathy and others with gloating. "Hello, fellow soldiers. Um, have you taken a fancy to something in the shop? Take whatever you want. And these, this is a small tribute to you." The businessman took out a small bag full of silver coins. Bag, with a false smile on his face, but secretly complaining in his heart. Farrugia looked around. The majestic knight's helmet prevented the businessman and his men from seeing Farrugia's expression, and he swallowed secretly. "Thank you for your kindness. I am here for another matter. Some people reported to me that the prices of your shops are too high. Is this true? Please answer truthfully. If you are found to be lying, you will bear the consequences." Farrugia First he shook his head and refused the merchant's bribe, and then asked seriously. The businessman cheered, waved his hands and said: "Everything is nonsense. Those residents don't have a few coins in their hands. Of course they say it's expensive if they can't afford it. Soldiers, you also know that we risk It may be difficult to come to Leiden City due to the risk of undead disaster, and the price may be a little more expensive than other places, but I think you can guarantee the quality of the products, there is absolutely no problem." "That means the price is indeed much higher than the average price." Farrugia nodded and said indifferently: "I'll give you some time. You should pack your things and leave Leiden City immediately. Lord Roland has given an order: Discover those who are driving up prices. , all will be deported.” The businessman was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to say something quibbling, Farrugia waved his hand for the king's army behind him to come forward. "It's unjust. I didn't set this price alone. It was agreed in advance by all the merchants present. If you want to punish me, you can't just trigger me." The businessman immediately shouted that it was unjust. After Farrugia heard it, he directly He pulled out his sword and placed it on the merchant's neck. The cold touch immediately made him shut his mouth. "This businessman said that you worked with him to set the price of the goods at very high prices. Is this true?" A royal soldier behind Farrugia shouted and asked the merchants watching the show around him. The businessmen immediately shook their heads. We're not familiar with him, really are all doing serious business and this is absolutely not the case. The businessman moved his lips a few times, then lowered his head with a pale face. He squeezed out a cry and said, "Masters, this thing belongs to you. Please spare our lives." The merchant's clerks also knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy. Farrugia said angrily: "I didn't say I wanted to take your lives. Okay, don't get in the way here. I'll give you half an hour to pack your things and get out immediately." "Eh?" The merchant then realized that the soldiers of the Royal Army who came in to take action on his goods did not throw the things on the ground rudely, but methodically put the goods back into the bags bit by bit. He felt puzzled and confused, just like when he entered the city. It seemed that the soldiers of the Golden Dynasty were fundamentally different from the soldiers of other kingdoms under Roland's orders. Until the merchant was driven out of the market and took his clerk out of the city, he saw the residents of Leiden who were watching around him, and saw their clean clothes, clean faces, and energetic eyes. Only then did he discover that the residents of Leiden were not refugees, but residents who had returned to normal life. The moment he walked out of Leiden City, the businessman felt that he had missed a very important opportunity. Chapter 44: Elves and Orcs. A few days later, in Leiden. The Leiden Tavern was one of the first buildings to be rebuilt. In addition, Roland was planning to rebuild dormitories, hospitals, schools, shops, etc. He used the fastest speed to repair these buildings that were closely related to daily life, so that the lives of the surviving residents of Leiden City could get back on track. Although it is impossible for Roland to erase the pain of losing family members and the psychological trauma after the war in these residents in a short time, allowing these women and children to participate in the reconstruction of Leiden City and guiding them to return to daily life can temporarily relieve the surviving residents. There is no energy to think and recall, and eventually let time forget and smooth away the pain.
It is said that rebuilding Leiden City actually means cleaning up the previously semi-damaged or slightly damaged buildings. Only those houses that were particularly damaged and uninhabitable will be directly overthrown and rebuilt by the royal army. The Leiden Tavern is a nearly undamaged building. The decoration inside is very magnificent, and it looks like the residence of a now that the owner of the mansion has been killed by the undead, he simply requisitioned it and transformed it into a tavern for leisure use. However, since [-]% of the surviving residents of Leiden are women, children and children, more tourists from outside the city stayed in the tavern after the opening. "It's been so many days, how do you feel about the Golden Dynasty, Horascus?" A young woman with an ordinary appearance and short light blue hair smiled and raised a glass of wine to her companion sitting opposite her. asked. The person being questioned was also an ordinary-looking young woman with long golden shawl hair and eye-catching sapphire eyes. "Jerolul, if you are referring to the soldiers of the Golden Dynasty and those with golden eyes, I can give a high evaluation. But if you are referring to the original residents of Leiden City, my feeling is that they are on the same level as other humans. There is no difference." Horascus said, she did not touch the steaming food in front of her, but was eating the dry food she brought out one bite at a time. Jerolul nodded in agreement and sighed: "I agree, the gap between the two is really too big. These humans of the Golden Dynasty seem to not belong to this world. They are honest and trustworthy, and they dare to stand up when facing injustice. And they are devout in their beliefs, but they can still tolerate other faiths and races. I heard that the main city of the Golden Dynasty, Moen City, still has many mixed races living and working peacefully there, and even their leader Roland has a group of orcs. Help guard the city gate as a soldier." "Through my observations over the past few days, I found that soldiers in Morn City distribute free relief meals to families who have lost their husbands or fathers every day. A few days ago, several vendors who deliberately raised prices were expelled from Leiden City. Have you heard of it? Compared with other human countries, the Golden Dynasty is extremely meticulous in protecting the vulnerable. To be honest, I am almost obsessed with those golden eyes without any impurities. I have lived so long I have never seen such a pure human kingdom in many years.” "Stop your excitement, Jerolul. These words you said seem to tell me that you want to live in the Golden Dynasty." Horasgus said with a headache: "I am really afraid that you will fall in love with them. One of the human males.” Jerolul shook her head slightly and asked: "Why not? No one stipulates that elves cannot fall in love with humans, right? What's more, they are humans with such noble hearts. I even doubt whether they are the first ones recorded in the book. Humanity was created directly by the gods in the first era.” Horascus sighed: "You have to know that elves live far longer than humans. If you fall in love with a short-lived human, you will be immersed in sorrow for the rest of your life after he grows old." "I know, I know, and we elves will only fall in love with one lover in our lives. If our feelings for the other person are very strong, the moment the lover dies, the elf will be equally heartbroken and follow the lover." Jerolul took over the conversation. She added, then she showed a bored expression: "I'm tired of hearing these words at home, can you say something new and innovative?" "You have to listen even if you are tired of hearing it. These are the lessons learned by the predecessors. The love between the long-lived species and the short-lived species cannot have good results." Horascus said: "And you said that Roland's subordinate There is an evil orc, and I'm afraid he is not as friendly as you think. Think about the human kings who came to our Songyue Dynasty as guests. The overflowing desire in their eyes, the jealousy and desire for the longevity of the elves, as long as they are a ruler No one is exempt from vulgarity.” Jerolul lay on the table and replied: "Well, maybe you are right. Speaking of orcs, the sentries did see a group of orcs heading towards Moren City recently, probably to seek refuge in gold. Dynasty.” Horascus frowned: "Why don't the sentries just kill these orcs? They will only cause destruction to this world, and even the Golden Dynasty cannot coexist peacefully with them." "Because these orcs have not passed through the World Tree Forest, and they all migrate with their families, I will warn them not to come near this place and just drive them away." Gerolul said. Horasgus widened his blue eyes and said dissatisfied: "What if these orcs are bait to deliberately confuse our sight?" "So I said don't worry. I hid behind these migrating orcs all the way and watched them leave our border and walk towards Morn City." Gerolul said, shaking her slender arms. Horascus shook her head helplessly, choosing to believe her friend's words. She knew that Jerolul would never make a mistake when it came to matters related to the territory. "Then when will we set off to Morn City? Lord Arvite gave us only one month, and it has already taken us more than a week to arrive at Leiden City. And then because you are in Leiden City If we stay a few more days, we won’t have enough time for the mission,” Horascus said. Jerolul made a grimace: "I know, I know. Let's go after this meal." Then she looked at the untouched food in front of Horascus, blinked and said, "If you don't like eating these foods, I can do it for you." Horascus shook his head: "You know that I never eat food made by humans. These are simply what you ordered for yourself, right? Don't look like you are doing it for me." "Hey, if I just order two portions, the elegant image of the elf lady will be gone." Jerolul licked her lips, moved the dinner plate in front of Horascus to herself, and started to face the plate Enjoy the food. After hearing her words, Horascus couldn't help complaining: "We are using illusions to cover up our faces. Others don't know that there are two elves from the Songyue Dynasty sitting here. They look like two ordinary people." Tong village girl, what do you want to maintain the image of a lady?" "Don't worry about so many details. Speaking of which, what do you think of those burly giant soldiers? Are those real giants? I don't think so anyway. It's just those scared old guys who scare themselves." Jerolul He asked vaguely while eating. This was also one of the reasons why the two elves were sent. The giants that had been extinct for a long time in the ancient era suddenly reappeared in the world. This news made the voices of some old elves who had survived from the ancient era tremble a lot. They could not forget the scene where the Titans with their feet on the earth and the blue sky above their heads fought against each other with the real dragons who evoked flames. Even the powerful elves were just cannon fodder who could barely rank on the battlefield in the ancient era.
So when rumors spread to the Songyue Dynasty that the Golden Dynasty had giant allies, those old and immortal elves began to feel restless, fearing that they would return to that terrifying era then did two powerful elf warriors, Jerolul and Horascus, be sent to find out. The current lord of the Songyue Dynasty, Arvet, simply decided to let the two elves contact the Golden Dynasty privately to learn more about this force that has recently become famous in the Salid continent. Horascus agreed with her companion's inference: "My opinion is the same as yours, Gerolul. Although those big guys look very tall, they are still too small compared to the real giants recorded in the book. Maybe they are A subspecies with a small amount of giant blood, right?" "Then I'll use your inference when I go back and report to those old guys." Jerolul directly made the final decision. Of course, Gerolul and Horascus did not see any dragon soldiers who were taller and burlier than the Troll Knights, otherwise they would not have made such a firm inference. As for the dragon soldier itself, he is still in Leiden City, but most of the day he spends most of the day lying in an area of the city that is not open to the public, looking at the blue sky and having fun, and at night he will count the stars one by one. , or just sleep in the nest built for it. Therefore, except for the survivors of Leiden City who had seen its combat form in previous battles, no one who entered the city later saw the dragon soldiers. There are two disguised female elf warriors here in Leiden City preparing to go to Morn City, but there is already a group of uninvited guests, or orcs, outside Morn City. "Lord Roland, there is currently a group of orcs with bull heads and human bodies stationed outside Morn City. Although they do not block the main road for walking, there are already many businessmen and travelers who dare not leave the city because of fear of these orcs." Roland glanced at the exiled soldier reporting to him in front of him, and nodded to him to indicate that he was aware of the matter. "Tauren? Is there any movement among the golem guards?" Roland asked. "No, so that's why we didn't attack these orcs immediately. They didn't have any hostility. And we can observe a lot of non-warrior orcs from their camps. I'm afraid they were dragged by a small tribe. Come here with your family." The exiled soldier replied. "Hahaha, brother Roland. These orcs must have heard that there is also a life of orcs in Morn City without oppression, so they came to join you and give it a try." Kahn Hammer, who was also in the conference hall, said with a bold smile. . Karn Ironhammer is currently regarded as the envoy of Stoneheart Castle stationed in the Golden Dynasty. He appeared in Roland's conference hall because he had something to discuss with Roland, but he was interrupted by an unexpected situation outside the city gate. "Are there any orcs in the city?" Roland asked doubtfully. Kahn Hammer was stunned, and he also showed the same confused expression: "Aren't those white furry ones with tails and wings turned out to be orcs?" Roland suddenly realized: "Are you talking about hybrids? It's my fault that I didn't explain clearly, so you mistook winged hybrids for orcs. So are the orcs outside the city coming to join me because of this misunderstanding?" "Oh, I wonder why the white orcs in the city are so easy to talk to. It turns out they are not real orcs. Hahaha, compared to them, we dwarves can be said to have bad tempers." Kahn Iron Hammer said after hearing Roland's words. He laughed out loud. After finishing laughing, Kahn Ironhammer looked at Roland and said, "Then you have to be careful about the orcs who have defected to them. Many human countries that have accepted orc tribes have been betrayed by them, which has also made the orcs' reputation worse than before. We dwarves are still bad. They are also famous for their bad tempers, and they will fight if they disagree. If you humans think that you can solve the problem simply through dialogue, the orcs must use their fists to defeat each other, even if they themselves They are the unreasonable party. In addition, some orcs have willingly degenerated into minions of the evil god, so many humans are disgusted and afraid of orcs." Roland looked at Kahn Hammer curiously and asked, "Aren't you dwarves afraid of these orcs?" "Ha! If these orcs dare to show their teeth and claws at the dwarves, we will use heavy hammers to smash their heads!" Karn Hammer said loudly. Co-author: Are you dwarves not afraid of orcs because you can beat them?Roland curled his lips. "Well, since everyone has arrived at the gate of our city, I will go and meet them." In the end, Roland decided to meet the leader of this small orc tribe on top of the city to see what he was going to do. Outside Morn. More than 3000 tauren were stationed outside the city of Morn. Their camps were built with animal skins and wooden piles, but they were obviously unable to keep warm as the winter season gradually entered. A burly tauren chief, as tall as two people, stood at the door of the camp, looking wordlessly at the towering green city wall of Moen City. Its brown figure seemed to match the two painted poles at the door. The stone pillars and totems of bull horns were transformed into sculptures. "Chief, the food we brought will be finished tonight." Another relatively short tauren warrior walked up to his chief and said in a low voice. The Chief nodded.
"But I still don't agree to take refuge in these dishonest humans. How many of our brothers have worked for these humans with their lives, but have never received the rewards they deserve." The tauren warrior said excitedly: "This Golden Dynasty It must be like other human countries, many of our people have died. Chief, let's go back. At least we can survive hard on the grasslands in the north." When the burly chief heard the warrior's words, his eyes moved slightly and he sighed heavily: "Even if we set off now and return to the grassland. When we arrive, the sky full of ice and snow will turn the grassland into a piece of frozen soil. And this time How are you going to deal with the food we eat on the road? Are you going to rob human villages? That will only put us in more danger. Humans will send cavalry to encircle us and hang our heads on their flags as military exploits." "Then we have to bet our hopes on whether this golden dynasty is really willing to accept orcs as the bards and mercenaries say?" "I have no choice." The chief's eyes revealed deep fatigue: "I will go to the city alone later to ask to see the city lord. If I die... you will be the next chief, and the tribe will follow your instructions. Let’s struggle to survive.” Chapter 45: Jonson Bloodhoof