The Oran caravan has more than twenty large vehicles, most of which are loaded with goods, and a few are loaded with food supplies.
Because there are not many supply points along the road, a large amount of food must be carried.
This is not enough, some hunters also need to hunt on the way to supplement some meat.
It had been a long time since Guo Twelve sat on the smelly fur with ordinary people.
He was content and chatting with Oduoba from time to time.
He was in a good mood, especially when he looked back and saw Ezek running behind the convoy.
His mood was even better.
His good mood even diluted the fishy smell of the fur.
"Hehe", Guo Twelve couldn't help but laugh, which made Oduoba shiver with fright.
This sudden laughter was indeed a bit scary.
Guo Twelve himself was embarrassed and said: "Suddenly I remembered something, so haha."
Only then did Oduoba realize that Guo Twelve was actually very talkative and not a master at all. majesty.
Oduoba said: "The Principality of Ek has a main city and seventy-one castles.
It is very famous in the principality."
He continued the topic of the conversation.
Guo Twelve did some calculations and found that there were many masters in this principality.
According to the rules here, castles and cities can only be built with a certain level of force.
Based on this calculation, this principality is not considered weak.
In Talisman Continent, there is almost no concept of a country.
Most of them are families and sects, which often occupy a lot of continents.
The situation here is completely different.
Guo Twelve asked: "Whose is the Principality of Ek?"
Odoba couldn't help but laugh and said: "Of course it belongs to Ek.
It has been passed down for seven generations.
This generation of Grand Duke Ek is amazing.
He is a real master of wild spirits.
He is very, very powerful.
If it weren't for this generation of Grand Duke Ek, Maybe the Principality of Ek no longer exists."
Guo Twelve wondered: "What do you mean?"
Oduoba said: "It's a long story."
He looked at Guo Twelve and found that he didn't have any impatient expression, and then said: "That was a war, a war between principalities.
Haha, it turns out that the Principality of Ek There were one hundred and fifty-four castles.
After that war, there were only fifty-two castles left, and it has only returned to seventy-one castles now.”
"The old Grand Duke died in the battle.
If the new generation of Grand Duke Ek hadn't been born, the Principality of Ek would have been doomed.
Haha, no one thought that Grand Duke Ek was Hesabado."
Guo Twelve secretly thought: "The seventh level is actually a seventh level wild spirit master, no wonder."
The so-called Hesabado is the name of the level here.
He is too lazy to translate it, but the meaning is very clear.
According to the ranking of the martial arts here, it is seven.
Level master, already close to the top master.
A seventh-level wild spirit master can almost sweep a large area, and when they reach the level of a seventh-level master, many people will give up on the principality, but Grand Duke Ek does not give up.
He concentrates on running the principality left by his ancestors.
Guo Twelve asked: "Grand Duke Ek is not leaving because he wants to maintain the principality, so he hasn't cultivated a successor yet?"
Oduoba said: "That's not true, it's because he can't leave.
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Next to the Principality of Ek is the Principality of Chiska."
Chiska means barbaric, and the Principality of Chiska is the barbaric principality.
"The Grand Duke of the Principality of Chiska and the Principality of Eke are sworn enemies.
Once the Grand Duke of Eke leaves, the Principality of Chiska will launch an attack without hesitation."
Guo Twelve asked: "Is the Grand Duke of the Principality of Chiska very powerful?"
Odoba said: "They have many masters.
There are 478 castles.
There are more fractions of the castles than the Principality of Ek.
Moreover, the strength of the Grand Duke of Chiska is only slightly worse than Ek.
If it were not for the concern of Ek, Grand Duke, haha, the Principality of Ek has been destroyed a long time ago.”
Guo Twelve smiled and shook his head and said: "Grand Duke Ek is really unlucky."
Odoba said: "That's not what we worry about."
Along the way, more than ten days passed quickly.
Every night, Aizek complained a lot about why Guo Twelve followed the caravan.
The speed at which the Oran caravan was traveling really annoyed him to the point of wanting to kill someone.
If he were flying, this distance would not take half a day to cross.
Gradually, Guo Twelve also talked with many hunters.
With his status, those men did not dare to refuse if he put down his arrogance and communicated with the hunters.
As time went by, the hunters gradually eliminated their hostility towards Guo Twelve, but they were still hostile towards Aizek.
On this day, everyone came to a densely forested place.
Wutuqi rode his horse to the cart and said, "We are about to reach the Kala Baza trail.
Why don't we take a rest here before entering the trail?"
Oduoba said: "When we go to the bend, there are often caravans stopping there to rest.
Maybe we can enter in groups."
Guo Twelve said: "Hehe, we finally arrived at the Kala Bazar Trail."
He thought that maybe the Kala Bazar Trail had some needed plants and materials.
The more difficult and dangerous a place is, the more good things it contains, and he understands this very well.
These words sounded very ambiguous to Oduoba's ears.
What did he mean?
We finally arrived at the Kala Baza trail.
Are you planning to rob or do something else?
He felt secretly bitter in his heart.
If Guo Twelve started to rob, it would be a big trouble.
His face He couldn't help but show a suspicious look.
Guo Twelve didn't know what Oduoba was thinking.
He sat happily in the car and watched the caravan move forward quickly.
After bypassing a forest, there was a camp formed by a wooden fence in front, with noisy voices coming from inside.
Oduoba breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, more people meant safety.
He said: "We entered the bend and rested at the bend today to see how many caravans were passing through the Kala Bazaar Trail together."
Ezek watched the convoy enter the wooden fence and ran in.
This guy jumped onto the cart where Guo Twelve was.
Fortunately, the cart had just stopped, and the two horses pulling it screamed in horror, and fell to the ground as soon as their legs went weak.
Ezek shook his head and said, "It's so weak."
Guo Twelve said helplessly: "Ezek, can't you collect your own aura?
This has made everyone very hard."
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Ezek said: "I won't," he said confidently.
Guo Twelve said: "It's up to you.
Anyway, if you don't control your breath, then just follow the convoy."
Ezek immediately grimaced.
He was not afraid of running at all, but it was too boring to run alone behind the convoy.
After thinking about it, he said: "I don't know how to absorb aura."
He was used to showing off, and he never thought about absorbing any aura, for fear that others would not know how powerful he was.
Guo Twelve sighed, and the inheritance gave him a method to conceal his aura, and said: "Follow this, don't say you can't do it, it's very simple."
Ezek studied for a while and said: "It's really simple."
His body trembled slightly, and his breath suddenly weakened.
He walked to the horses again.
Although the horses were still a little frightened, they no longer moved in fear.
No.
The camp was very large, and each caravan had a circle surrounded by carts and lit a large bonfire.
Guo Twelve glanced at it and calculated.
There were seven caravans, large and small, and many hunters traveling in groups.
There were about a hundred people scattered here and there, so the camp seemed very lively.
The Oran caravan also set up a defensive array of carts in a corner, using the carts to circle a circle, so that they would have a basis for resistance.
This is a very common practice, and it is the same for any caravan taking a rest outside.
The horses were led aside to drink water and eat, and then the caravan people started to light a fire to eat.
Guo Twelve and Ezek sat by the campfire.
This time Ezek didn't ask for barbecue.
He sat quietly and continued to learn to hide his breath.
Wu Tuqi came over.
He took two plates of food and said, "Eat a little."
He placed the big tray in front of Guo Twelve.
There was something like sliced hard bread in the tray, a large bowl of thick soup, I don’t know what was put in it, the aroma of onions came to my nose, and there was also a little milk smell in it, a few pieces of thinly sliced boiled meat, the tray There is also a pinch of fine salt in the corner, and ten hard-boiled eggs.
Aizek glanced at the tray and completely lost interest in eating.
No matter how much he eats this kind of thing, he won't be full.
To him, it's just garbage.
Another hunter came over.
He was holding a small wooden barrel and said, "Drink some West Ale wine."
This man Guo Twelve knew, he was a hunter like Wu Tuqi, and his name was Alu.
After the long winter, he saved a lot of good things and planned to return to the Principality of Ek to sell them and then rest for a year.
The concept of a year here is twenty-four months, which is equivalent to two years in the previous life, of which twelve months are winter, three months in spring, six months in summer, and three months in autumn.
A wooden barrel of West Ale wine weighs about fifteen kilograms.
Aru took out four wooden bowls and placed them on the tray, then opened the lid of the barrel and filled them with West Ale wine.
Guo Twelve was very curious.
This was his first time seeing local wine.
West wheat wine is an ordinary wine here, a wine that ordinary people can afford to drink.
The wine is dark brown in color, has a slightly bitter taste, but has a long aftertaste.
The simmer wine Aru brought was better.
According to him, it had been stored for seven years and had a very pure taste.
It was much better than the simmer wine mixed with water in the liquor store.
Aru looked at Guo Twelve expectantly, hoping that he would agree with the wine.
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Guo Twelve took a sip.
The wine tasted a bit like the whiskey in his previous life, but of course it was just a bit like it.
He nodded and said, "A drink with a unique flavor."
Ezek picked up the wooden bowl, poured it into his mouth, and then spit it out in a puff.
He said: "What the hell is this that tastes so bad?"
Alu had a wry smile on his face.
He knew he had met someone who didn't know how to drink, but Guo Twelve's praise made him very happy.
Oduoba came over, sat down next to Guo Twelve, and said, "Alu, bring me a bowl of West Ale wine.
Alas, we are in big trouble."