The Origin of Arcane

Ralph ran over like a gust of wind, with a gloomy face, obviously bringing bad news: Clayton has escaped.

Clayton ran away? What do you mean? Sean and McGee looked at each other.

Just a quarter of an hour ago, Clayton the Scavenger led his men out of the city. They were accompanied by four or five hundred freed slaves. The brothers who guarded the city did not dare to stop them.

Damn, let this old thing run away again. This old guy is the reincarnation of a mountain fox? His nose is so sharp! Skull Crusher McGee yelled angrily. Just as they were about to kill him, he twitched his legs first. off to a run.

It's not that he has a sharp nose, but that he wasn't prepared to fight us to the end. Sean secretly sighed at his own hindsight.

He was already prepared to run away, so he was naturally not afraid of offending him to death. He was still foolishly preparing to annex him. After all, he underestimated the other party. Virtue, still flourishing in the Andes Mountains for more than 20 years is not purely a fluke.

Chasing or not? After McGee the Skull Crusher got angry, he accepted the reality faster than Sean. After all, he had fought with the opponent for so many years, and he didn't know how many rounds he had fought overtly and secretly. I have long been deeply aware that it is not the first time that the meat that reaches the mouth still flies away like this.

There is no need to waste too much energy on him. The time left for us is very tight, and there are still many things we need to do. This old guy can't run far. If you see a vulture smelling blood, it will run away from far away. Yes, I hope he is still as lucky next time. Sean shook his head, McGee the Skull Crusher seemed to be asking for his opinion, but in fact he was already inclined not to pursue him, otherwise he would not have asked at all, and he would have been anxiously leading the way. People are leaving the city.

Although Clayton the Scavenger has already left the city, it doesn't mean that he will go back to his lair directly. According to his temperament, he will definitely hover at a close distance, waiting for them to fight old Bolton to the death, and finally enter the arena , choose the fattest piece of meat to eat, and may even have the evil intention of letting them fight each other, and he monopolizes all the delicious food.

Before he played against old Bolton, he no longer had to worry about the other party appearing. This could be regarded as the good news among the bad news.

It is not an excuse that there is so much that needs to be done now.

Among them, cleaning up the battlefield is the top priority. Even in late autumn, the temperature during the day is still not low. If the corpses are not disposed of as soon as possible, within three days, there will be no way to live here.

Starting in the afternoon, except for the necessary manpower in important places such as the granary and the armory, other slaves such as the freed Andes mountain slaves and the Bastille army were all mobilized to dig pits and bury their bodies.

In this plague, cities and villages are destroyed at every turn. Regardless of race, talking about the epidemic changes color, and no one dares to neglect this matter, rushing to work overnight.

Just after dawn the next day, all the corpses were moved into two large corpse pits, one of the Bastille slaves and one of the Andes mountain people.

It’s not that cremation has not been considered, but there are too many dead people, and the wood alone is a large number, which is too late. Moreover, it is difficult to burn the corpses into ashes in the open air, and the piles of charred corpses left in the end need to be treated twice , more troublesome.

On the contrary, it is not as simple as deep burial, not to mention that the Andes mountain people also have similar sayings that burial is safe and leaves fall back to their roots, which is extremely repulsive to cremation.

The only difference between the two is that the Bastille slave soldiers were randomly thrown in, while the Andes mountain people were neatly placed in.

Brother, I'm sorry, I brought you out, but I couldn't bring you back. At the end, I still can't let you have your own tomb, your own coffin, and your own monument, but don't worry, I will treat your parents as my own parents, and your children as my own children. As long as I have a bite to eat, I will never let them go hungry, and your name will one day spread throughout the Andes Mountains and become The hero of the mouth.

Sean personally sorted out the remains of every Andis Mountain Man who died in battle, whether it was the Boy Army, the Berserk Mountain Man Legion, or the Andis Mountain Man slaves who rose up to resist.

If I unfortunately die in battle, let's deal with it in this way. It would be a good destination to be buried in a pit with my brother, even McGee, the skull-crusher who had always been careless and didn't care about life and death, changed into an old man in this atmosphere. very emotional.

What nonsense are you talking about? Live a good life for me, and live a good life for me. Do you think I'm willing to say such nasty things? No matter how useless you are alive, it's better than being a hero when you die. Xiao En stared fiercely. McGee, the head-head, glanced at him, You have a very good idea. If you die, you will be done. You will leave a bunch of sons and daughters for me to raise. All of them belong to pigs. You can eat them for competition. You will bear the sins you have made yourself. Don't even think about throwing it to Lao Tzu.

Fuck you, it's not that you made the situation so grand and sad that you almost cheated me out of my horse urine. Skull Crusher McGee waved his big hand, raised his head and said, His mother Yes, today's wind and sand is really big, I'm blinded, hurry up and finish it, so we can start dinner, the living are almost starving to death, and there is still time to talk to these dead people.

Today's sandstorm is indeed very big, and McKee the Skull Crusher is far more than the only one who has been blinded.

Sean ignored McGee, and went through the whole ceremony step by step, not for show, but for sincere feelings.

Any kind of ceremony is not for the dead, but for the living. Whether it is sincere or a show, wait until the solemn ceremony is over, whether it is the slaves of the Andes mountain people or the Bastille soldiers. The way he looked at Sean was obviously different.

There is something more incomprehensible in it, and I no longer dare to underestimate the other party because of his young face.

As for the Youth Army and the Violent Mountain People's Army, the former's eyes were fanatical from beginning to end, while the latter was naturally nervous and didn't care much about his own life and death, so how could he care about these spiritual things.

Take off all your clothes and throw them into the nearby fire, I didn't hear you, take them all off, nothing left, mother, your rags have eighteen holes in them, what's there to be reluctant about, I'll change you into a brand new one later, don't bring your tools back to the city, throw them into the white puddle over there, be careful, don't fall in, if you fall down and cook, the man will have to dig a hole to bury you Now, don't worry, there will be new clothes for you to wear later.

Hurry up, hurry up, you are all old men, what is there to be twitchy? Or are you not satisfied with the size of your little brother, and you are embarrassed to show it? That is something your mother cares about, who has the time to care This? Hurry up if you want to eat, there are hot salty soup and big white steamed buns waiting for you, enough! What is a big steamed bun? Why do you have so many questions? It’s just a big white bread, I guarantee you eat it The first one, but also the second one, don’t worry, the people behind are still in a hurry.”

Jump in, everyone jump in, everyone stays in there for at least half an hour, don't worry, the man has soaked in it before, no one can die, of course the taste is not very pleasant, just don't dawdle, Why are you again, why do you have so many problems? This is for epidemic prevention, to prevent you from contracting epidemic diseases, you can do it if you don’t want to soak up it, I saw it over there, there is enough food, and as much as you can carry, it’s all yours, but You don’t have to enter the city, if you don’t want to live, don’t come to harm us.”

Achill followed the team in a daze, not because he was tired of digging, moving corpses, and filling the soil all night long. This kind of work is really nothing to a person who has been dealing with all kinds of stones since he could walk. Mostly hungry.

The last time I ate was already at noon the day before yesterday, a bowl of clear vegetable soup, and a piece of black bread that was big enough to kill someone with a fist.

The fat pig-like quartermaster became more and more unscrupulous, and even the black bread began to cut corners. There was not even a third of the barley in it, and the rest was used to feed the livestock.

It's okay when it's hard, but if it's soaked in water, it will immediately disperse into a batter, and that thing won't hold up to your stomach at all, especially for a half-sized guy like him, it doesn't take an hour to digest it after eating, and the rest of the time is suffering , until the next meal.

On a normal day, when going to work, especially in the fields such as logging, quarrying, and mining, Achill would always rush to go. The field, especially in the direction of the mountains, is indeed very dangerous, and he might fly from anywhere. Shoot a cold arrow and kill him.

However, there are more opportunities to get wild food here. Needless to say, all kinds of wild fruits and grass roots, occasionally if you are lucky enough to catch wild game, as long as you distribute more than half of it to the soldiers who lead the team, you usually turn a blind eye to it.

Because those clansmen in the mountains angered the city lord and launched a crusade, they could only stay in the city for the past few days. Achill didn't care about the outcome of the war. He only cared about when the city lord would come back and they could go out to work. It's not because he is indifferent, but because his stomach rebels against him all day long, so how can he think about anything else?

It is true that those people in the mountains have the same appearance as me, but since my grandfather, he has left the mountains. Not only himself, but also his father, has never set foot on the mountains. His father is stronger than him. At least he heard that Grandpa told stories about the mountains.

But grandpa died early, and when his mother gave birth to him, not only did his father forget those stories, even he could only stumble a few sentences in his own mother tongue, and it was even worse when he came to me, he could only barely understand some, Forget it, Byron became his first language.

If you say you have no feelings for Dashan, you are deceiving yourself, and you don’t know whether it is because of your father’s nagging, or the influence of the people around you. Dashan has long been equated with freedom in Achill’s heart.

Every time he looked at the mountains, Achill yearned and feared at the same time.