Working Prophet.

Jerome looked up at the two savages, "You are..."

"Red Beard," Red Beard replied, and then pointed to the female wildling beside him, "This is my sister, Iron Spear."

"Lover." Iron Spear corrected, "We are lovers, from the Mist Serpent tribe."

Jerome said impatiently, "I don't care where you are from, whether you are siblings or lovers, why do you want to be deserters?"

"We are not deserters. Our tribe was ransacked by those hateful imperial people. We escaped with great difficulty and ran to you day and night to ask for help, but you are unwilling to send troops to help me and my people."

The red beard said, "Since this is the case, then we don't want to stay here any longer."

"I told you that it's not that I won't help you, it's just that we still need some time to prepare. Fighting a war is not an easy task. There are many things that need to be arranged in advance, but I can promise you that in the end we will wipe out that empire Army."

"How long will it be in the end?" Iron Spear snorted coldly, "By then, our clansmen will probably starve to death long ago."

Jerome glanced at the female savage, and said contemptuously, "Just the two of you, what can you do even if you go back now?"

"We may not be the opponents of those imperial people, but at least we can help the rest of the tribe find some food. I am the most powerful hunter in the Mist Serpent tribe, and I have never returned empty-handed." Iron Spear said with chest out.

Jerome was already extremely bored with these two savages who had no big picture, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense with them, so he waved his hand.

"If this is the case, then you go, but when the land is divided in the future, your Mist Serpent tribe can only divide it less."

However, not long after Redbeard and Iron Spear left, Jerome suddenly thought of something, called Aragorn back, and asked.

"Those savages...has anything unusual recently?"

"Abnormal?" Aragorn was stunned, "They are really not very honest these days, and they are always clamoring for us to send troops quickly, but their lair was copied by those imperial people, so it is reasonable to be so anxious .”

Jerome nodded, but he did not untie his frown, and said to Aragorn.

"Beware of those savages, don't let them approach the place where we store food and grass, and if you find suspicious guys nearby, arrest them immediately."

"Do you think any of those savages will fall to those imperial people?" Aragorn was a little disbelieving, "Don't they want to return to the land of their ancestors?"

"Why do we need land when the tribe is gone?" Jerome said, "I'm worried that those despicable imperial people will use the lives of their tribe to threaten them."

"Then how about we..." Aragorn made a gesture of beheading.

Jerome shook his head, "This is the Dragon's Back Mountain Range, and we still need them as guides, so just be careful, after all, I'm just guessing."

After instructing Aragorn, Jerome walked out of the tent again, asked his own short-footed horse to inspect the fortifications near the camp, and made sure that there were no mistakes, and his restless heart calmed down a little. Some.

After dinner in the evening, Jerome drank two glasses of ale. At this time, he felt a little sweaty and his limbs became active. Although he wanted to drink a third glass, his reason told Jerome that it was time to stop. .

So the dwarf general reluctantly put down the wooden wine glass in his hand, which was about the size of his face, and lay down on the fur blanket in the tent under the service of his attendants.

With the help of alcohol, Jerome soon fell asleep and snored.

He didn't know how long he had been asleep, and he felt someone pushing his body in a daze.

Aragorn's voice came from beside his ears, "It's not good, general, our granary is on fire!"

Jerome finally opened his eyes after hearing the last half of the sentence, sat up from the blanket, and asked his subordinates, "What, what did you just say was on fire?"

"Our granary!" Aragorn said anxiously.

"Did the savages do it?" asked Jerome.

"No, it's not those savages. I have people watch them and prevent them from getting close to the granary, but the granary is still on fire. It's really evil."

Aragorn paused, then added, "I asked the guards in charge of the grain and grass, and some people said that they seemed to have seen fireballs in the sky before the granary caught fire."

Jerome, the famous name of Bolide, has also heard of it, and even saw a Bolide fly across the sky of the kingdom when he was young.

His sword Xinghuo is also said to be made of bolides.

But he had lived almost [-] years before he saw the fireball, let alone the fireball happened to hit the granary impartially, which was too coincidental.

Jerome's intuition told him that things were not that simple, but he hadn't had time to ask Aragorn more about the bolide.

Then I heard someone shouting outside the tent again, "Be careful, fire, bolides are coming again!"

How come? !
Jerometo was a little confused. He hadn't figured out what happened to the first bolide, but the second one came again.

This time, Jerome didn't wait for anyone to report, he casually grabbed a piece of clothing and put it on, and quickly walked out of the military tent.

He looked in the direction of the fire, and his face became ugly, because if he remembered correctly, that place was also a granary.

Jerome pushed both imperial armies into danger by single-handedly running out of food, and even killed the Marquis of Cullen. Of course, he himself also attached great importance to the food security of the army.

In order to prevent burning of the grain, he even divided the stored grain into five places for storage, but now two granaries have caught fire.

An ominous premonition arose in Jerome's heart, and soon the third granary was also burned.

No matter how unresponsive Jerome was, he now realized that this was not a bolide at all, but someone deliberately arsonating it.

However, he called the guards guarding the granary, and those guards assured him that no suspicious person had approached there.

While they were talking, the fourth granary also caught fire, and this time someone finally saw the flashing black shadow in the sky with the help of the fire.

Threat, from overhead?

Jerome dispatched archers and asked them to defend the last granary, and at the same time organized manpower to put out the fire and rescue food.

Just when they were just starting to get busy, a strange sound of music suddenly sounded in their ears.

Then Jerome saw sixteen beams of light suddenly appear out of thin air in the sky.

It was a coincidence that one of the beams of light fell on his head.

Enveloping him and his tent, Jerome tried to raise his head, trying to see where the light came from, but his eyes were stunned by the sudden white light.