Hey, King!

2021-09-19

Chapter 262 Chapter 262 North and South Gate

“please do me a favour, give me something to eat ..."

More than 30 beggars gathered and surrounded the truck full of Jiangu clansman. The princesses who are not white enough raise the whip and scold them loudly to keep them away from the wheel, or take responsibility for the consequences.

The Jiangu students who were stacked on the luggage became nervous, some raised the Warhammer and some raised the lance. Seeing the weapon, the beggars stopped one after another, and the people in front and behind collided and fell to the ground. The truck took the opportunity to speed up and hurriedly entered the sentry range of the Dogtooth Fortress. There are wooden ones to resist horses, and gate guards with halberds, also called iron ones to resist people.

"Why are you begging so much?" Hammerdom put down his shield with a thud and looked around with a frown. There are many beggars gathered at the southern city gate of Canine Fortress. If you count them, they are at least forty-fifty, and there are few hidden behind paths, corners or buildings. Most of these people are human, and there are some human hybrids, they...

"It seems to be the Barbarian Race of the Northland." Dagon met the Barbarian Race of the Northland, and had dinner together, so he did make this judgment. "How did so many Barbarian Races come to the south of Canine Fortress?"

"I don't know. Canine Fortress looks good, it doesn't look like it was pierced." Hammerdom said: "I heard about Canine Fortress. There are some difficult paths around, and the army can't pass, but one or two people can still walk. Could these come from those paths?"

Dagon couldn't answer, he continued to observe. Most of the beggars on the side of the road are women and children, men, youngsters and seniors are rare. These men, dressed in old primordial furs, looked towards their eyes with some hatred in addition to pleading.

War refugees? Dagon thought of the word refugee, which was taught to him by Reid. These people have suffered disasters and suffering. What else could they be if they were not refugees? The battle in the Northland was decided, but not right or wrong. From the perspective of Jiangu clansman, the canine fortress, although the elf ascension plan robbed the four peaks and led to the intensification of the conflict, the war between the northern Barbarian Race and the canine fortress has never stopped. Obviously, this cannot be used to distinguish right from wrong. At first, both of them set their sights on a piece of wasteland. You said it was yours, and I said it was mine, so I'm sure I'm right and you're wrong.

The main part of the war is the question of position, which is the main contradiction, and the rest are secondary contradictions. Dagon is currently somewhat contradictory. From a standpoint, he definitely stands with the Jiangu clan of the Canine Fortress, but emotionally, he doesn't see people starving. Although those people were quickly blocked from the city wall by wooden, steel, and flesh-and-blood horses, Dagon kept them firmly in his mind.

They will enter from the south of the city and leave the Northern Part of City, thus entering the northern land. He got more info here at the Northern Part of City where the carriage was replaced by a dog-pulled amphibious (hard-snow amphibious).

"You said those people outside the city gate! They've been there for a long time, and they're all unworkable." Kent, the boss of the car dealership, is a middle-aged Jiangu ethnic group with a bushy beard and a pot belly person, he has his own set of theories: "Everyone who can work is at the North Gate, follow the mercenaries into the Northland, and fight back against the barbarians who always come to rob us. This time is great, as soon as the flying city arrives, the barbarians are scared. Stupid, covered head and sneaked away like a rat. Opportunities are everywhere in the North now. Oh, we're not going to loot, but to get back what was looted - it's called returning to the original owner!"

"Winter is coming, those people lack food and clothing..."

"The elves are going to take them away and send them to the pioneer city to work, what are you worried about?" Kent said: " The elves are kind-hearted and ready to take care of those women and children. The husbands, brothers, and fathers of the women and children are earning money with mercenaries in the north. They can take care of themselves and others. Hmph, who will take care of us? If you hold on, you won’t be able to make a lot of money.”

“More than 20 gold coins are a lot of money!” Dagon said: “The deposit is 50 gold coins, we won’t be back until spring, you can use it Earn a little more with these fifty gold coins. I think this business is very good!"

"You are giving money, don't forget that there are those who don't. Besides, you have to pay taxes. Kent shook his head, tapped his thigh hard, and said, "Those elves won't fall when I collect taxes, but they won't help me when I lose money. If there is a disaster, my legs won't allow me If you go to the north, it is estimated that you can only go to the south city gate to beg for food."

"Your legs?"

"Fighting with the fief lord, bad luck, hit a stick. Although I didn't lose my leg, it hurts as long as it's cloudy, rainy or cold." Kent said, "I went to the pastor to have a look. The treatment fee is too expensive, and it's not enough to sell myself. So there's no good way to stand firm. I've always wanted to collect enough money and move to the south, such as Mopan City, I heard that it's warm there. But the money is so easy to collect, it's good to be able to eat enough. Well, look at these dogs, what do you think? ?"

If possible, Dagon would love to have those dogs from last year, more familiar and more trusting. But he couldn't find those dogs in the car dealership, and it was estimated that they had been rented by others. Since he can summon mount puppets, there is less need for dogs. Check it out a little and it's ok if there is no injury problem.

"By the way, do you have an injured dog here?"

"What are you doing? My dog is injured and I will keep it, so I won't feed it to others!"

"Yes. I'm a trainee priest and I'm learning the healing dive technique. If there is an injured dog, I can try to heal it. The healing dive technique cannot be performed on an uninjured subject, and I am at first The mana of the priest can't heal serious injuries, so he can treat the dog all the time, through this process..." Dagon saw that Kent didn't want to understand the principle of the priest's diving technique, so he put it another way: "I swear in the name of Oli, I'm fine. Keep a dog, don't eat it, don't hurt it."

He took out the holy emblem, which he received when he passed by the Oli Temple in the Canine Tooth Fortress. People passing by. Although it was only a black iron holy emblem cast in batches, Dagon could feel that it was more stable than the Academy's holy emblem, so he took one. Seeing the holy emblem, Kent reluctantly agreed to sell it to Dagon, a lame dog, for four gold coins.

"It's got its leg crushed by the sled. A fool, he should be banned from using the sled again." Kent brought the black slender dog to Dagon, who looked very scared , kept whimpering. "This dog is not a head dog, it has no name, you treat it well. If you don't want to keep it, just let it go. If Spiritual God blesses it, it can live a little longer in the wild. This kind of dog can be a hunting dog, but its legs are broken. No ideal is of any use."

With a broken leg, no ideal, and maybe Kent wasn't just talking about the dog.

This dog has a very thin waist, four long and thin legs, and an elongated nose and face. Dagon simply calls it "Skinny". It didn't want to follow Dagon, and tried to break free, but in vain. Dagon took out a portion of the sausage produced by the halfling and wanted to feed it, but his nose was arched from the palm of his hand to the ground. "Idiot." Dagon bent down, picked it up, and passed it over.

This time it ate, and then became a lot more obedient.

A total of seven people rented a large car with a complete set of sleds, which could be removed from the wheels and replaced with snowboards if necessary. A full twenty dogs were carrying seven of them and their luggage, so not all of them could be in the car, it would tire the dogs to death. It's part of the maintenance training that people come down and walk in groups in groups. Once packed, Kent drove them to the north gate.

"Don't pay attention to those mercenaries, and don't use the barbarians in the north as your guide." Kent instructed: "The north is very chaotic now, anyone you don't know may be bandits, even some dwarves. I can't fully believe it. Well, it's useless for me to say more, you guys be careful."

Arriving at the northern city gate, there were indeed many people gathered around, this time instead of holding a bowl and reaching out, Instead, shake a lance or a stick. They hoped that the Seven Dwarfs would hire them, that they could provide guides, and that "we will level any danger".

"Let Rang, let Rang, block the way! We don't need to hire someone!" Hammerdom shouted, but no one paid him any attention. Dagon saw that these people were about to surround the dogs, and then there was really no way to go. So he took out the first hunting axe and hit it with the tail. Every time, he can accurately touch the hands that those people stretched out, tap it lightly, and when it hurts, they will retract.

Most people got hit, some dodged a little, but only once. Dagon revealed his martial skill and made most of the people back with their hands covered, but the newcomers didn't know what was going on in front of them, or they didn't want to know, and still gathered around.

Glancing back at the guards at North City Gate, they had absolutely no intention of coming to help. Dagon sighed, turn the head axe, the blade is forward, to make way for the sled dog.

The wheels rolled and finally left the crowded northern city gate, but everyone's eyes were still focused in that direction. "If they really have the ability, can't they enter the Northland themselves?" Hammerdom said: "The Barbarian Race is broken, it can be everywhere..."

"You are encouraging them to rush into the Barbarian Race. looting villages?” Dagon shook his head, interrupting Hammerdom: “There is a chance in the North? The North has never been rich! This year the Barbarian Race is fighting all year round, how much time will there be for production? If nothing else, the intensity of hunting has definitely dropped, and there will definitely be a big problem with food reserves this year. It hasn't snowed yet, and people in the northern city gate still have the last hope. When it starts to snow, desperate people don't want to. I'm hired, I just want to eat you!"

"I guess I've already grabbed the ones I can grab, and the rest are on the verge of life and death." Dagon said: "Take out your shield and wear it. Good armor, always vigilant. In the eyes of the robbers, what we have on us may be worth more than all the belongings of some small villages combined."

Hammerdom swallowed and said: "Maybe Some big villages can't compare."

"What did you bring?" the crowd asked.

"Adamantium." Hammerdom blinked and said, "Toban said he was going to dig a hole, I thought there was no better tool than an adamantine pickaxe and adamantine shovel, so Just brought some."

Dagon tugged at his beard, sighed: "Ai, if I knew this, I should have ordered a ballista from the student equipment department."

" The student equipment department can still order that!" Everyone was even more surprised.

(end of this chapter)