"This beer is so rubbish! It's just like the greenskins' mushroom brew!"
"Fart, at least the stuffed mushrooms taste a little stronger!"
Snorri's military tent was full of complaints from his tribe, and his quartermaster purchased two carriages of "local fine beer" on the spot and distributed them to the soldiers. Since they were traveling in light vehicles, Snorri's army carried only limited supplies. As long as conditions permitted, they would choose to obtain supplies from cities along the way.
"We usually drink wine. Of course, Bordello's friends may have more choices!" Fatis also muttered. He has been with the dwarves along the way, and his beer taste has also improved.
"Perhaps you can try this, rum!" Constantine raised his flagon, "This is brewed from a plant called sweet stick discovered in the New World. Those of us who ride the waves will Choose them!"
Snorri pursed his lips and said, "Let's talk about it. I won't be too late to taste it when we get to Bordeaux City!" He knew that at this time, he should share the joys and sorrows with the warriors. This is a tradition that has been passed down since the age of the ancestors and gods. .
Snorri noticed that although Stringer frowned from time to time, he was also trying hard to chew the fish on the plate with the bad wine, which made Snorri give him a high look.
Due to their extensive contact with humans, the dwarves outside the World's Edge Mountains have had some influence on their concepts of status and superiority. Therefore, it is not unacceptable for the lords here to have a small meal during the war. Stringer's initiative to eat the same food is not bad for the young man who is leading the army for the first time.
"Grilled trout is a famous dish in this town! Well, it is said that the King of Knights himself also likes it very much!" Prince Stringer's advisor introduced it from the side when he saw that the lord could not swallow it.
Snorri himself has a past life experience and is very receptive to fish. In his opinion, the fish is indeed cooked well. The fresh raw materials taken from the local area and a large number of spices enhance the deliciousness of the fish.
However, fish has never been on the diet of the Sons of the Mountains. Their inherent fishy smell makes it difficult for many tribesmen to adapt, especially those from the Eternal Peak.
"That's right, it will take about three days to cross the Principality of Bastogne at our previous marching speed!" Constantine wiped the plate with bread and began his analysis. This is also his first time working with dwarves, so it takes some time to get used to it.
Snorri looked at the map and calculated in his mind that the speed of their forced march was about fifty kilometers a day. "As long as you and your mounts hold on, we can keep going like this."
"Then we can do this!" Constantine drew an arc on the map with charcoal. "Bastogne Castle is in the center of the principality. It will take us a day and a half to get there, and then we will rest for an afternoon and a night before continuing."
"Bypassing Chalon Forest?" Snorri said, looking at the arc on the map.
"And take the high road!" added Constantine.
"Why? We have so many warriors, how can any guy without eyesight come up to die?" Stringer asked. The young prince could not wait to embrace the victory in the oracle.
"Bastogne is the land of Gilles, the unifier of the first Knight King. The residents here like to regard themselves as the core of all Bretonnia. Of course, this is true geographically!" Stringer's advisor stood up again. Coming out, it can be seen that this mature dwarf is also willing to show himself.
"Their pride in their principality and their worship of the Lady of the Lake are stronger than those in other principalities. Therefore, more knights here participated in the expedition to exterminate the greenskins!"
After hearing this, Snorri couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the diplomatic attitude of the Breeze Castle dwarves. This group of people outside the World's Edge Mountains knew how to pay attention to things beyond the mines and workshops. Snorri can confirm that each settlement has provided information to Lord Lorek on time.
"Yes, this also means that Bastogne's troops are weak now! Not to mention supporting us, the nobles staying here have difficulty even dealing with the beasts and peasants who took the opportunity to rebel!" Constantine added.
Snorri knew without asking that he must have sought help from the Duke of Bastogne as soon as possible, and then turned to the dwarves of Karak Zfulin after failing.
The relationship between Bordeaux and Bastogne has been very good since the time of Gilles. The principality with traditional industries such as agriculture and animal husbandry as its pillar and the principality with strong trade and shipping capabilities need each other.
"You can recruit some more of your clansmen in Bastogne Castle and set off together!" Snorri was noncommittal about Constantine's words. Before setting off, he learned that the dwarf settlements in the castles of the Dukes of Bretonnia were about the same size as Hercules. The one in Mgat is almost the same.
Focusing on the dwarven fist industries of stonemasonry, forging, brewing, and handicraft production, the total number of people is less than a thousand. The knights and nobles of Bretonnia also refused to use ranged weapons, leaving no market for dwarven technology in this land.
Snorri believed that if quality was required, the settlement could provide him with up to a hundred troops, and part-time warriors lacking daily training would not be of much use.
However, he didn't raise any objections. It would be good to go to the Duke's castle to have a look. It would be the largest human settlement that Snorri had seen since traveling.
"Afterwards, we will go to Bordeaux City via this road!" Constantine continued the curve with charcoal. Snorri noticed that Bordeaux Castle was different from Bastogne Castle in that it was not in the center of the principality but on the border close to the Principality of Aquitaine.
"Alluvial delta?" Snorri looked at the map carefully and noticed that Bordello City was located at the mouth of a river. He subconsciously came up with a geographical vocabulary from his previous life.
A delta refers to an alluvial plain that gradually develops into an alluvial plain when a river flows into an ocean, a lake, or other rivers. As the flow rate decreases, a large amount of sediment is deposited. The land is generally fertile and is a good harbor for the tonnage of this world's ships.
"Delta?" Constantine muttered. He probably thought it was a word in Dwarf language and didn't dwell on it.
"Bordello City is at the mouth of the Gilroy River. It is a natural port. This river originating from the Oka Mountain can also transport goods to other parts of Bretonnia faster." Lin Ge's advisor added for his prince.
"It should also have the role of a duke guarding the country!" Snorri looked at the map and saw that the castle was located next to the Chalon Forest, across the river from the Principality of Aquitaine, and thought of Monte on the Bretonnian side of the Axbite Pass. Fort Castle.
