The forest was tangled with thorns, and the spider webs were connected between the canopy and the tree canopy, with a lot of snow falling at the top and hanging on top of the spider webs.
Poisonous little spiders crawled around in the sparse snow between the branches, seemingly not afraid of the cold at all. Occasionally there are so many large pieces falling down that one can't help but get goosebumps looking back to see if that is snow or what.
A group of people had stopped and gathered around a corpse as big as a horse, in the huge octopus monster body was burned black, a terrible huge wound on the abdomen, and golden fire was burning. And around the corpse, much of the snow seemed to have melted away.
"No wonder there are so many spiders over here, it turns out there is such a big thing." Martin shrugged off the ashes on his sword and extinguished the Holy Flame in his hand and said. Then, he intentionally or unintentionally looked at the merchant beside the lord.
("But it's a male!" Alexander, who was actively collecting materials on the spider, raised his head and interjected, not knowing how he was sure and where he heard the word 'male' from.)
"My Lord! I definitely didn't run into this thing last time I came back." After seeing Martin's eyes, Gail hurriedly explained to George, and almost swore to God.
He didn't have to think about it to know what that shady guy Martin was thinking - he definitely thought that he was leading everyone down the wrong path!
God pity! What was he trying to do? To live a long life? Figure this place clean?
George knows that this guy, although a little bit of a grudge against himself, but there is really no need to do so. So understand this reasoning. So he waved his hand and told everyone to be quiet.
Not much time, a few red-robed knights in the distance, riding a horse galloped back, from their mouth words, those spider webs spread far, but is the end. But the riders who came back afterwards from the direction of the northwest mountains and forests said the exact opposite.
"I saw some wriggling cocoons with dried up animal skins. But hooray, no such big guys were seen."
"I did see it in the direction of the north, but it was a corpse - the stomach was cleaned out by something, I don't know. It looked kind of gross."
George frowned and couldn't help but look at the two maps.
Gail looked at his face and whispered, "My Lord, a little further west is the swamp, not much further - I swear, we're definitely not going the wrong way."
George didn't answer, but just looked up after a while and asked, "What's in the direction of the northwest mountains?"
"From the mountains over there, and some time further west are a few ranches." The merchant replied after thinking about it.
Garvey looked at the merchant and interjected, "Leader... His Eminence means that it is possible that these spiders came from the mountains over there - I remember that there is an iron mine in the middle of that group of mountains."
After saying that, he looked at George: "Your Excellency, the ranch should not have these things. Because that side is also in the forest, but is also has a large open space - those horses are not as good as the zombies to catch. And this winter after the snow, is these monsters are hardy again, will not settle there."
George "hmm", to agree with these words. But the heart more depressed up.
Not to mention the problem of the iron ore, is this west all the way to see things, it is enough to make his heart fret.
Originally Johannes is located in the direction of a river blocking, but also from time to time so many zombies from the river bottom crawl over, infesting the eastern part of the valley. When the river freezes over this winter, all these things that hate water, will also slowly come over.
Gradually, everyone returned and continued to travel westward through the forest. The cobwebs on the road slowly reduced, and also as Gail said, a red forest gradually appeared in the distance.
These strange trees were not originally this color, and usually according to the season, even the pine leaves will fall off a lot.
But that red forest is like a red junction line, a large swath of red leaves holding the snow, looks very striking.
It was still a long way from there, and Gail let out a voice for the crowd to stop. Then George let Alexander dismounted, with his halberd in the snow on the ground to pat, the crowd heard a crisp sound of breaking ice, there is black water and mud came out, and a small area around, but also squirmed a few times ...
"The snow would be better if it fell a little more, now this temperature, simply can not freeze much thicker - note a little intention, but now it is more difficult to walk."
This swamp is low, runoff here of a river bay, will always fill the water into this swamp. So this whole area, can not tell exactly where is the floating grass and leaves of the water, where is the man-eating mud, where is the thick land can walk.
And after the fog, this place has become even more dangerous.
Some hunters who live around here would know how to walk here, but there are no real 'locals' in the group. Some people, even if they have been here, I'm afraid they can't tell the difference in this snow - instead of that mist, everyone can see a hundred paces away.
However, the merchant, who had been here for the second time, seemed to be very familiar with the place.
When he took the map that George 'lent' to him, he led the crowd to the right path.
Although because there were too many people in the group, it was inevitable that some people and horses would get stuck in the mud. But often the tall horses a tug, or nearby those with a strange strength of the knights threw over a rope. Will be able to pull them out.
Just this process is a little too uncomfortable, not only is this suddenly a little scary, but the water is also too cold, the stink of mud will remain on the armor.
"I said that this area chosen, although not the best walk, but is the safest - you should know that some places, after things fall into that, they can not come up." While on the road, Gail said this to George: "Some places are water above, below is silt. When you fall down, people are missing, and your legs are in the sludge and you can't pull them out, so you can only drown."
"Not only that." Gail turned her head: "There may also be many hands tugging at people underneath."
"How did you know about this road? I've been watching this map for a long time - there are some areas you haven't been to that don't show up as detailed. And you seem to have been here for the first time last time." George finally asked the doubt in his mind.
"These things have a legacy, my lord. You see almost most of the areas on this map are marked, but I have not been to so many areas." Gail said, "And every time we return to the Chamber, we also record many useful information that the map can't show, so that those who come later can go back and forth in peace."
"Gail." George looked into the guy's eyes: "This map turns out to actually be able to zoom in, right?"
"..."
After coughing awkwardly, the merchant said, "Inevitably there will be damage in the inheritance, my lord..."
George nodded, knowing when the thing was damaged - it was a few days ago. He gave this treacherous merchant another fierce mark in his heart.
Gradually, they finally crossed the swamp in time for darkness.
After crossing the dry hill, they walked a little further and saw the walkway that led from the forest to the pasture.
"My lord, there are several large ranches in the northern part of the valley, and there are even more than a dozen horse farms, large and small, in the pastures combined. But going from our path, we will only run into two horse farms before we reach the manor."
"This first horse farm is closer to us. The horse farm is not big, but there are still a few dozen heads. And because most of the tame ones are docile draft horses, they are relatively easy to capture."
"The second road leads to a horse farm a little farther away from here, already belongs to the Black Lake shore. But is a large horse farm. But because there are many precious bloodlines and violent temperament BMWs in it. Under all these years of abandonment, they have brought the whole herd of horses to wildness, so it may not be very good to get."
In this covered with thin snow, quiet forest walk, the merchant and George side by side horse: "And we are not too convenient to bring too many horses this time, after all, after the end of the manor..."
George slanted his eyes and slightly glanced at Gail. Let the guy immediately shut his mouth
"Gail, keep your mouth shut, you need to understand one thing." George looked into the distant mist and said seriously and arrogantly: "We are going here to assist the Duke, to supervise the front line's food and youth recruitment - the horses used to pull the wagons, the Earl of Black Pearl does not prepare herself, do we have to help her to prepare? The Count of Black Pearl did not prepare the horses for the wagons herself.
Duke Adeline simply begged for food.
This statement is obviously not right.
However, after Gale heard this nonsense, but suddenly his eyes widened and understood what he meant.
Then, he suddenly remembered something.
George previously but specifically instructed himself not to tell anyone about this matter of the Duke going out.
And if the Duke is still around, then this 'black pearl' in the back of Wingwind City, if it reveals any fox tail, Duke Adeline will definitely be in the war before she is completely extinguished!
So, they simply do not need to bring the horses to the manor - to the black lake to pick some favorite war horses will be completely enough.
The rest of the horses, the 'Lord Bishop' is going to let that woman, all of them, to send up of their own accord!
"Let's go! Let's go to the Black Lake! Let's go to the Black Lake! Let's see what that Earl of Black Pearl is going to contribute to the Order of the Holy Church!"
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