The cargo ships were loaded for three days, and the thousands of people were busy for three days.
According to the plan, these ships will be followed by Gale's merchant ships, all the way to the southeast of the Winged Wind City to the city of Bi Shui. There is not far from the fortress ahead of this battle.
On the way, the various merchants dispatched by the Chamber of Commerce, will continue to join the team. And these merchants, as well as those southern lords who participated in the war, will also transport everything to the final destination.
As for George's wagon train, it will transport the grain to Wingwind City. The second group of soldiers who were about to go to the battlefield there would take many provisions and go to the frontline battlefield together.
In these three days, George and others did not stay in the seven-star luxury hotel - the Countess did not bother to mention this matter, George also unspoken.
They were stationed in an abandoned farmhouse not far from the manor. Take the time to also will be those pulling horses are captured over.
In addition to these horse catchers, Ajay and a few other oily old bandits and old liu rogues also had another task. They seem to wander around and have nothing to do. But every night is will see, hear the information all summed up to George here.
Everything proves that everything Elizabeth said is true. And all the women sent over the years, no one died.
Only, these people have some imperceptible teeth marks on certain parts of their bodies... Including those of the nobility as well.
With these messages coming from a steady stream, George has gradually guessed the truth of the matter - of course, everything still has to go back and Anthony to confirm before the real conclusion.
The conclusion has not yet been reached, but George's mind is constantly thinking about many things - the map "? What exactly does it mean.
However, although this matter he has not yet figured out. But he finally understood, the manor gave him the kind of indefinable feeling, in the end what is something - it is a kind of inundation here, a strong atmosphere of despair and hope mixed.
They were constantly at war...
It was like Elizabeth's eyes that were smiling and confused and pained...
In fact, although this period of time, everything is in an orderly condition. But George's heart is still a little nervous. Until he saw the cargo ships heading south, he was relieved to organize people and prepare to leave.
For these cargo ships can sail to the established location, George felt that there is still open to question. But the 20,000 to 30,000 bushels of grain, more than 300 wagons and more than 500 horses, but they are real things.
So when he was leaving, a servant rode over to tell him that the countess had an invitation. In this guy's mind, it was a refusal.
But after hearing that it was just a walk on the lake, he called Alexander to go with him to the appointment. As for the others, George instructed them to leave immediately and leave the place first.
He did not know why he made this decision, after all, after he separated from the caravan, what will happen on both sides, there are a thousand possibilities. And if everything from the beginning to the end if this is a trap, maybe now is the last time to wrap it up.
Then one is the last person to turn into the trap.
But the hope and despair that was constantly spinning over that manor was what finally made him shoot his horse...
When George followed the servant to the black lake at the back of the castle, the servant left first. And when George steered his horse closer and saw the shadowy figure in the fog, he realized that the countess was alone.
The Countess's date red Andenas warhorse, worth at least 8,000 silver foxes, was very conspicuous in the fog, as was her big red cloak with gold stitching and jewel embellishments.
After seeing that horse, George suddenly realized that it seemed to be the only horse he had seen in the manor these days...
To be honest, although this is still within the manor, but a woman wandering here alone, how to look a little less safe. But at this moment, George is feeling that the person who feels insecure is himself...
After the meeting, the two people did not meet like the previous exchange of pleasantries, I do not know whether they feel that there is nothing to say, or because of the unspoken, the two are silent in the lake slowly march up.
Elizabeth seemed very casual, she faced the cold lake wind, let the long hair and hood was slightly blown up. And whenever this time, her pretty white face will have a very soothing smile, as if it is and an old friend who has not seen for many years in the appearance of the lake walk.
But George was a little uncomfortable, until he confirmed the scroll again and again, the heart settled down.
When he looked up, he realized that the two had come to the lake beach. And Elizabeth has not known when to take off the shoes, leading the horse, stepping on the snow, standing on the shore of the lake.
"In my childhood, there is a legend here - in the depths of the black lake there is a one-hearted island. If someone, on a day when snow is falling from the sky but dark clouds fail to cover the full moon, drops everything and swims with a devout heart to the center of the lake, then she will be able to see the island that rises. And at this time, any wish she made will come true."
The lake shore has been a thin layer of ice, Elizabeth's small feet stepped on it, as if it did not feel the cold.
"But when I became an adult only to find that many legendary stories are often true. It's just that your best efforts, give everything to get to the wish, often with your very first fantasy is the opposite..."
"Life itself is a drama." Her eyes showed a touch of confusion and pain, but then a smile appeared on her face.
George scratched his neck, feeling that the young woman's words were a bit too literary, beyond his understanding, and the change in her face made him wonder... He really did not know what to say, but felt that he should make some indication.
So, he also dismounted, took off his shoes and stepped on the snow and ice. In response, he responded in this stupid way.
A stabbing pain, from the center of his feet, to the bottom of his heart.
At this moment, George looked at the side of Elizabeth's face, which was frozen blue, and an inexplicable taste rose up in his heart. And he did not know why he would open his mouth, said such a sentence: "Sometimes, people often can not help themselves. And this world, there is a need for someone to go forward with their sins..."
Elizabeth's back suddenly trembled, she lowered her head, and after a long time, she turned and raised her head to look into George's eyes.
"Someone made a wish that was granted, and so the valley was alive with 100,000 people... One hundred thousand living people. But it all has a price - when the blood moon rises, everything ordered, disordered. All will become bloodthirsty and insane, irrational... At that time..." After a pause, Elizabeth made a final goodbye: "This trip is precious, no more goodbyes are needed."
Elizabeth finally rode her horse, which was worth more than 8,000 silver foxes, and galloped away.
George also headed east, catching up with the caravan.
On the way back, he kept thinking about a question.
In the end, how to do everything possible, what price to pay, in order to let 100,000 living creatures, in the midst of this apocalyptic catastrophe, peacefully live to this day?
Ajay: "I've really satisfied my curiosity this time."
Jack: "How so? You didn't hold back in the end and stole that oil painting?"
"Bullshit, who said I was there to do that? I've been doing my duty, carrying out the task taught to me by the lord!" Ajay lowered his voice and looked a little unnatural as he touched a tarpaulin roll on the horse's back. After he coughed, he pretended to be mysterious and spoke again: "For that DU that I fought with the boss, I went to the barn."
Sure enough, Martin and the others next to him pricked up their ears.
"It was empty there." He said, "So the chief really won the du bet, and we all had to pay out - damn, there wasn't any million bushels of wheat there!!!"
"So that means the woman took out all the grain?!" "Then how are these people going to survive the winter?" "What the hell, there are so many territories here, so many nobles who are drunk and dying. A little from each of them will be enough to last the winter." "Maybe those nobles, just drink to get full - in the hall where those knights are, I only saw wine, not much food." "Hey you really don't say, so many big ships, but none of them smell like fish..."
The wind and snow is getting bigger, George tightened his cloak. But it feels how the body can not warm up.
Anthony said that the dead silence is not next year, or in the year after.
By then, the blood moon will slowly rise...
"May these grains enable the Duke and the lords to be invincible and unstoppable..."