Othua's War Banner

Chapter 102 0101: Add fuel to anger
Sunny weather.

Thornton Kaya is beautifully rebuilt.

The laborers are still beating the wooden piles "bang, bang, jiu", and the construction of the village seems to have never stopped.

Meng straightened his cloak, walked around the horse barrier, avoided the sight of the watchtower, and was about to sneak in from the corner of the wooden fence when he heard a cough.

He drew his knife and turned around, aiming the blade at the hidden whistle.

"I say……"

Lanz came out carrying the stick and scratched his head.

"We have a gate, brother."

Ken puts a lot of emphasis on village defense.

No one knows exactly where Zhan Jing learned the method, but everyone strictly abides by the military regulations, because they know that this kind of management method can guarantee the safety of Thornton Kaya.

Mont and Lowndes avoided the street and walked into the village side by side.

"I know what you're looking at. The boss has arranged secret sentries for those sneaky roads. I was sent to check, and I happened to bump into you."

"Tsk."

Meng is a little irritable, he doesn't like dealing with people.

"Hey, don't be so tired, right, do you still remember the old man with half of his face ruined? It's the prisoner next door to me in the dungeon."

"The beast trainer of the Light Frost Tribe?"

Meng asked with a frown.

Langz slapped his head and roared excitedly: "Yes, you must remember that you even picked out eggs for him."

"The egg of the soul crow is on the cliff!"

Meng punched Langz, he felt that he was also a giant, the one among the Hankey brothers was so pleasing to the eye, at least he wouldn't talk nonsense.

"Hiss, it hurts, don't get angry at me, he's already become a shaman, the kind that resists the flag and dances before the battle, hehehe."

"Appointed by Zhan Jing?"

"Yeah, but you're calmer than I thought."

Lanz bent down to observe the other party's expression.

"The battle is about to start."

With a cold face, he pushed the giant away.

"I met the scouts of the Qibing Apostle this morning."

As he spoke, he strode towards the center of the village, looking at the newly laid floor tiles under his feet along the way.

Mud products, beautifully decorated.

Lowndes pumped the muscles in his arms, and the natives of Cullenbona seemed to be preoccupied with fighting, fighting with nature, enemies, beasts, and even their fellows.

Meng's expression was much heavier.

He finally had a chance to kill the nightmare that tormented him, but at the same time, what Ken had said began to echo in his mind-why do you live besides revenge?

Meng didn't dare to think about it.

Behind him, Lowndes stomped excitedly.

"Let the soldiers know about this!"

The material between the stone bricks buffered the strength, but the debris in the gaps was squeezed out.

Meng blinked, as if seeing something familiar.

"This is...the seeds of Xilong melon?"

"what?"

Langz saw the spear leader squatting on the ground, and he lowered his head to observe, but he could only see two unclear ruts.

"A car came just now, maybe it fell out of the cargo."

The giant shrugged.

"Two porters?" Meng asked, looking up. "One tall and one short, with a short roaring beast?"

"I'm far away," Lowndes narrowed his eyes, "but it seems to be."

Meng dropped the seeds on the ground and uttered a curse word.

He was worried about luring wolves into the house, so he made a detour on purpose. Unexpectedly, these two clever ghosts were also guarding against him. After disappearing from his sight, they actually touched the village in advance?

Langz could see that Meng was in a bad mood, so he bid farewell and left, and went to the barracks to inform Qi Bing about the apostle.

Meng followed the ruts and walked towards the building where Ken was.

……

The main building in the middle of the village.

It was built during the period of the first generation of war banners, and it was once designated as the residence of the priests. Since the fall of Santon Kaya, it has been dilapidated until today, more than ten years later...

Ken Bouvier became the battle banner, bringing new population to Thornton Kaya and also carrying the hope of the subjects.

The drawings were drawn by [Burke Bartley], the blacksmith [Arthur] listed the materials, and the scouts explored, felled, and excavated day and night, and quickly gathered the items on the list.

The laborers rebuilt a more grand winter house in just a few days.

……

Meng signaled the wolf to hide.

He walked quickly, stepped on the stacked stones, easily crossed the fence, and leaned over slowly under the cover of animal skins and wooden stakes, until he could hear the sound of conversation, then poked his head out...

Ken added a stick to the fire cage, peering across the flying sparks, glancing indistinctly into corners.

Meng's heart twitched violently, and sure enough, Zhan Jing found himself without any surprise, but at the same time, he also recognized several people around Ken.

Nasty Quema.

A female scholar of Norin Kingdom.

That's John from "The Hankey Brothers," the most irritating Shaggy orc in the wasteland.

What a coincidence, the room happened to be discussing this morning's encounter.

John described how ferocious the Painted Ice Apostles were, and how many times he had dodged a thrilling attack on the Short Roar until some "reckless" warrior fell from the sky and not only destroyed the cargo, but almost fell off a cliff.

"Fortunately, my uncle was present and fished him out with a rope net. I thought, this kind of person looks like trouble, so I got rid of him before coming to the village!"

The giant smiled and squatted in front of the fire cage.

Around the hall, the onlookers all remained silent, guessing the real situation in their hearts.

"You develop so fast, when I got close to the tribe, I didn't recognize it at all!"

John was talking happily, changing the topic constantly, but his eyes were always fixed on Meg. This kind of academic girl was too much for his appetite.

"Ahem, don't patronize the beauties, let's talk about the apostle Qi Bing."

Quima whistled lightly, pulling John's gaze away from McGonagall, and there was loud laughter in the room.

Ken held back his smile, turned his head and whispered a few words.

Mag came outside, let out a long breath of relief, and then found Meng in the corner.

He was so angry that his eyelids twitched, he not only crushed the board in hand, but also drank a whole bottle of Darren wine.

"Mr. Ken asked me to ask if the guy the long-haired orc said...is you."

Meng's eyes twitched.

"Any advice?"

"It seems so."

Mag Lierbota's tone was indifferent.

"Mr. Keen said that if you want to beat him up, Zhan Jing allows it."

She remembered John's deliberate approach, and his undisguised gaze when boasting, and gritted her teeth and said, "Be more serious."

Meng Lu looked up suspiciously.

"That's what Mr. Ken said too?"

"No, I said it."

Mag turned and left angrily.

Meng sat on the spot against the wall, Zhan Jing's words had already expressed his attitude, that was enough, he shook his head, and stood up easily, it seemed that he didn't continue to entangle with this matter.

Although John's mouth is very irritating, but the grace of saving his life is a fact.

If he really did it, he would appear very unstructured.

Ken deliberately instigated, in fact, he wanted Meng to calm down quickly, and then asked himself—as for what?

(End of this chapter)