The Ominous Lord of the Skaven

Chapter 12 Arriving at Donali

Leading Shushu all the way back to the village, Ickert's expression was not very good.

Seeing this, Yarrow didn't dare to touch the young master's bad luck, but just reported the supplies on his own.

"My lord, we have harvested grain and grass for three horse-drawn carts, agricultural tools enough for twenty households to cultivate, and three mules and one cow!"

"Mule? Cow?"

"Yes Lord Lord, those people were embarrassed to take all the livestock away, so they gave us most of the remaining livestock, besides a dozen chickens and ducks, pickles and other miscellaneous things .”

"So it is."

It's not surprising that goblins keep livestock, but a small village in a war empire has been looted, and there are still so many things. It seems that he still underestimated the impact of magic power on agriculture.

"Master Ickert, these villagers are very simple, it's not surprising that they would do this, so I also asked my subordinates to help bury the villagers' corpses."

Aris said that he felt admiration from the bottom of his heart when he saw the young master brought back four mules and two cows.

"Master, there are people in your territory who have food, enough livestock, and even farm tools. It will be very easy when you arrive at the territory!"

Aris really didn't expect his young master to be so capable and get rich before reaching the territory. In the original plan, it was impossible for these people to be matched so easily.

But compared to these, Ickert still pays more attention to the issue of weapons. In this cruel world, nothing is imaginary without arms. Goblins are still like this. With these troops, how will they face orcs and undead in the future? ?
"Aris, let's talk about the capture of this battle first."

"No problem, Master Ickert. The weapons counted this time include [-] steel swords, [-] spears, and [-] round shields. They are all usable equipment. In addition, there are four sets of leather armor. , the rest are scattered pieces of armor.”

Arishui reported that the equipment of goblins is too eye-catching. Looking for equipment here is like panning for gold in shit. It is thanks to the large number of these goblins that they can produce so many equipments.

"That's right. The future development of the territory cannot be done without the guard of the army. We must ensure that the troops always have enough weapons."

Ickert didn't intend to turn the rod into a spear unless it was a last resort. The population in the early stage of the territory was quite precious, and he didn't want to waste it on meaningless things.

"Let's rest in the village for one night first, and leave for the front line tomorrow."

"Obey, Master Ickert!"

"By the way, how far is it from Donali?"

"Young master, if you walk normally, there are still about three days' journey. After you arrive at Donali, you can go directly to the territory."

"Hope it goes well."

Five days later.

Ickert and others successfully arrived at Donali, an important supply city behind the big front.

At first, this place was just a collection and distribution center of materials built up with sheds, until some people started to do business here and finally settled down. In less than a hundred years, this place has developed into a large-scale city.

Ikert ransacked a few more goblin villages before reaching Donali, and quite a few were captured.

Genil and other ratmen who were the first to become clan rats were promoted by him to be "Storm Rats". This is a natural warrior in the ratman society, born with black fur, but there will also be clan rats who are lucky enough to become theirs. a member.

After Jeniel and the other rats received this resignation, they immediately dyed their hair black with fruit pulp from the woods. For the rat people, black fur is more noble than light-colored fur, except for Gray Prophet.

At the same time, Ickert also promoted a new group of clan rats. This is to prepare for more ratmen in the future. He has to enrich his management.

It's just that he doesn't plan to start summoning before arriving at the territory. There are too many ratmen, not to mention food consumption along the way, and there is no qualitative improvement in combat effectiveness. The first batch of ratmen will be the backbone of his territory.

At the gate of the city, Ickert's convoy was stopped by the guard, who was not so blind, and the mere city guard really didn't dare to offend a mage.

The empire has nobles or wealthy businessmen joining the front line every year, and arrogance and domineering will only die faster.

But today, he was really a little surprised. Logically speaking, most of the nobles had set off a few days ago, and they should have all arrived in the territory by now. Where did this huge convoy come from?

Judging by the scale, it almost caught up with the sons of the two dukes!
"My lord, I'm really sorry, but please show your family crest and supply card."

"No problem, that's your job, and you've done a good job, Guard."

Ickert took out the supply card and showed the family crest. When the golden supply card was displayed in front of everyone, everyone's attitude became more friendly.

They have stood guard for many years, so they naturally know what this means. Golden supply cards have always been issued only to prominent people in the family, at least they must be high-achieving students of a certain academy.

It is always good to have a good relationship with such a person.

"This coat of arms... belongs to Baron Shapraau's house."

The coat of arms confirmed Ickert's identity. This family background is not prominent, so the person in front of him must be a strong and talented student, but he doesn't know who his mentor is.

The guard verified Ickert's name from the annual roster of lords, and the subsequent reception was very comfortable.

"Master Ikett, are these your summons?"

The guard pointed to the Ratman who was obviously different from humans.

"Yes, what's the problem?"

"No! Nothing! Your summon is very powerful! It seems to be strictly disciplined! No problem!"

Are you kidding me, this armor rate, this equipment, and the faint murderous look. This is a bloody army!It's different from those old peasants and soldiers!
At this time, the blood of the slaughtered goblins still remained on the Ratman's body, and he smelled blood all the way around. Coupled with his terrifying face, the visual impact was much greater than those of the glamorous Duke's guards.

"It's okay, Aris, let the team move forward."

Inside the city gate, people along the road watched the huge convoy passing by, one carriage after another. The carriages pulled batches of weapons and equipment, tools, and piles of grain. They walked for a long time before letting them out of the city gate.

Thinking that it was another child from a noble family who couldn't figure it out, he ran to the front line.

The news spread throughout the city, and the whole Donnali was in motion. The nobles had a lot of business to do. Those who led the way, those who recommended themselves, those who were looking for craftsmen, those who visited the city, and even those who were pimps were all looking for them at this time. Ickert.

"Master, this is a little difficult."

Seeing that the crowd almost surrounded the convoy, Aris turned to Ickert for instructions.

"You are familiar with this place, let's pass it off, I'll take a rest first."

Days of fighting made Ickert quite tired, and finally reached the city, he just wanted to find a bed to lie down.

Sleeping in a tent is not as comfortable as a house.

Aris on the side got the order and began to skillfully mobilize the crowd, but during this period, he woke up Ickert once.

"Master, the people from Qin Niya's healing club just now"

"Ahem, Aris, there's no need to wake me up for this kind of thing! I'm going to sleep on!"

"Okay master, no problem master!"

After all, the inexperienced Ickert blushed slightly and chose to ignore it.

However, he still calmly took the silver medal from Aris and continued to sleep.

The pressure of the battle is so great, it is no problem to accept the comfort of the succubus sisters occasionally.
(End of this chapter)