It's not that hard to open a hospital in another world, right?

Chapter 138 An Unexpected Strong Enemy (Second)
The next morning, Gretel joined the task force and headed north at full speed.

He put all his tents, supplies, and medical equipment with Elder Heath, and he only carried a big backpack to facilitate his journey.In addition to food, drinking water, clear water and alum, the backpack was full, and there was a large bag of gauze bandages and medicines.

In addition, there was a small bag tightly hidden around Gretel's waist.The bag is divided into compartments, containing his rations as a healer:

Ten bottles of potions for treating minor injuries, five bottles of potions for treating moderate injuries, two bottles of potions for treating severe injuries, two bottles of antidotes, and two bottles of energy potions that Elder Heath promised him.

Gray was particularly ingenious and stuffed a lot of things in the bag:

Ten tubes of oxygen, each about the size of a little finger, were plugged with a cork and then sealed tightly with wax.Ten small test tubes, each filled with 1/5 test tube of potassium permanganate.Carrying these things is equivalent to carrying 20 powerful spells. Gretel touched his pocket, feeling very at ease.

Naturally, the mana pearl given by Master Lorenz, the wooden heart given by Elder Heath, the talisman that can activate the shield once a day given by the bald bishop, and a bunch of various magic props must also be brought of.Mage Lynn gave the most, seven or eight items, large and small, with attack and defense. If Gretel hadn't stopped him, the necromancer would have given him his entire wealth.

It's not that Gretel is overly nervous.The contingent he joined was only 21 people—the original limit was 20 people, and Gretel also brought his followers, and the number expanded by one person—two fifth-level, three fourth-level, and five third-level.Gretel's strength is directly at the bottom of this team.

If it wasn't for the original healer who was seriously injured, he wouldn't be eligible to be pushed in at all.

...Of course, Gretel's follower, Bernard the Barbarian, has a fighter level of up to seven.The average of two people can be regarded as a fourth level. As for whether they can be averaged like this, that is another matter.

Even so, everyone wanted to laugh at Gretel's cautious and well-prepared appearance.The level 5 knight and archer Barnes who led the team rode over and rubbed his hair:
"Bring so many things, huh? Little pastor, are you afraid that we will starve you, or that we will freeze you?"

"...these are for healing." Gretel avoided his hand with a dark face:
"If you have the ability, you don't need to get hurt from the beginning to the end, and you don't need my help."

"Did you hear that, brothers!" Barnes laughed loudly. "Our little pastor said, let's not get hurt from the beginning to the end, or he won't be able to manage it!"

"okay!"

"Promise you don't need his help!"

"Little pastor, just take care of yourself!"

The heroic laughter sounded back and forth.Gretel wanted to yell a few more words, but when he opened his mouth, the cold wind filled his mouth, so he had to tighten his hood tightly.

They galloped along the west bank of the river, all the way north.Gretel's riding skills are still very average, and he can't share a ride with the barbarian - the barbarian is too heavy - so he can only concentrate on riding.It wasn't until he camped at night that he pricked up his ears and listened to his companions chatting before he knew where his destination was:

The mission of the group is to go down the river and go straight to the mouth of the Dove River to see if there is a fleet of the Church of the Lord of Glory.If there are any, try to intercept them as much as possible, and report to the main camp if they cannot be intercepted.The front of the main battalion will cross the Dorff River and point directly to the county town of Midland County.

There are two big cities in Midland County, one is the county town, which is located on the east bank of the Dove River, across the river from the Earl of Norman's coalition forces; good harbor.Earl Norman judged before that the fleet of the Church of the Lord of Radiance is most likely to land in Marsa Port.

"I guess by the time we come back, the battle here will be over!" Knight Barnes laughed while hugging his knees.The magician beside him pulled up his hood and let out a cooing laugh:
"Anyway, there are a lot of people there, so we are not far behind. The camp is noisy all day long, so why not go out and take a walk."

Uh... As the culprit who made the loudest noise yesterday, Gretel felt a little guilty.A gust of cold wind blew, and he also imitated the magician and pulled up his hood, half covering his face:
"Then how long are we going to go?"

"At least two days, and you have to climb a mountain! —Little pastor, can you do it?"

They sat and chatted by the fire, and several second-class warriors—mostly knights, and one of the magician's squires—were busy fetching water, roasting meat, and baking bread over the campfire.Beside Captain Barnes Knight, another level 5 shield warrior poked the fire and teased softly:
"It doesn't matter if you can do it or not! Anyway, there are followers here, so what are you afraid of?"

"I'll do what you want!" Gretel thought about the blessings of magic and divine arts, and answered with all his might.After thinking about it, he asked again: "Didn't we walk along the river? Why did we climb the mountain?"

"This river is very strange." Captain Barnes picked up a firewood, stomped out the sparks, and showed Gretel on the ground:

"From the mouth of the river, there are dozens of miles of cliffs, and only flat land can be reached after passing through. It is the most convenient to climb the mountain and look down. It is also condescending. Only we can beat people, and they can't hit us! "

"The question is can you move?" Gretel wondered.He turned his head to look at the river not far away: the Dorfu River is already very wide here, and the river surface can be hundreds of meters long. It is not a problem for ships anchored on the other side to accommodate hundreds of people.If it goes further downstream, how big is the boat?
"Absolutely!" Captain Barnes laughed, pointing to the other side:

"Little pastor, you are not a local, are you?—Only this boat can go as far as the port of Somme. Although the river below is not narrow, the bottom is full of rocks, and it is impossible for a big boat to go. Let's just see if there is any There are no small teams, if there are, just kill them!"

It seems that the chances of fighting are not very high.Gretel thought about the terrain and felt relieved.He looked up at the full moon in the sky for a while, finished his routine meditation, and fell asleep around the fire.I woke up early the next day, and after driving for a long time, I finally reached the cliff at the mouth of the river in the evening.

A group of people abandoned their horses and climbed the mountain.Captain Barnes tied his horse, jumped up, and ran up the hillside at least 30 degrees.The level 4 mage bowed his head and chanted a few words, a gust of wind surrounded him, his hands and feet were light and fast, and his speed almost caught up with the archers in front.

The rest of the fighters also scrambled to be the first. On the hillside with no ready-made roads, they raced one by one, running like a [-]-meter sprint.

Gretel was last alone.He looked up: "..."

Climbing can also climb up, but with his ability, he can only use his hands and feet to climb up step by step, right?
Just as he was thinking about a sudden tightening of his waist and lightness of his body, the ground under his feet swished backwards, but he was picked up by the barbarian Bernard and ran away. Level 7 fighters rushed up with all their strength, their speed was as fast as a galloping horse, and they overtook the front of the team in no time.Climbing to the top of the mountain and looking down, Gretel gasped:
Who said you can't take a big boat here?

——In the river between the canyons, there are densely packed sails and masts, and there are more than dozens of masts at a glance.Flying high above the top of each mast was the same banner: a raised arm holding a dazzling golden thunderbolt in its fist, ready to strike at any moment.

Under the reflection of the setting sun, those golden thunders seemed to bombard the earth anytime and anywhere.

"Lord of Glory!"

Beside him, Knight Barnes gritted his teeth, his knuckles rattling.

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