The undulating grasslands continue to stretch forward in front of all the players, with the mighty motorcades and migration teams slowly disappearing to the end where emerald green and sky blue are intertwined. This end appears at a certain moment There were some changes, and the same scenery that should have remained unchanged also appeared somewhat different - gray-white felt cloth, charred dark-brown wood, a tribal camp that was leaking in all directions and seemed uninhabited. The wind blowing over the grassland revealed the tribal mark hanging on the tent in Duan Qing's field of vision: "This is the one you mentioned before——"
"Yes, this is the camp abandoned by the Wabu tribe." He nodded his head and walked closer at some point. He crossed his arms and replied: "According to their origins and their own It’s explained that this tribe once migrated from this direction, but now they have returned to this area because of Surtu’s migration route.”
"But isn't it necessary to take everything away when migrating? I saw that they even dismantled the tent itself before, so why now-"
"It's hard to explain, because their tribe doesn't need so many tents at all." Shrugging his shoulders, Gedman turned around and jumped out of the carriage: "I'll go take a look ahead, Surtu Further instructions should be forthcoming soon."
"The Wabu people seem to have been experiencing some kind of miserable experiences along the way." Duan Qing took a breath and looked at the camp that was like ruins: "No. Knowing what kind of sins they have carried, they have actually brought successive disasters to themselves."
"Now it will most likely be us." The Snow Spirit Huan Bing on the side also curled her lips helplessly: "If Surtu really promised the old patriarch something, he would be able to rule the entire Wabu If we bring back the tribe's tokens, it will be equivalent to us taking over the entire Wabu tribe."
"The credits and debts are acquired together, right?" Then Duan Qing's sigh became more intense: "Poor Surtu, I can almost foresee that the burden on him will start to become heavier and heavier... We Let’s go take a look together?”
"If you plan to stop here, it would be best to take a look." Xue Ling Huan Bing waved her hand and replied: "At least the danger level of this place should be eliminated, otherwise-"
"We might be trapped in a situation where we are being attacked from both sides."
The patrolling horse team and the noisy player team also began to gradually converge as the migrating team shouted to each other, mixed with the noise of Asahi Dongsheng, who had returned from afar, carrying his prey and showing off and taunting the surroundings. But because of the large sniper rifle that once appeared in the hands of Xueling Huanbing, the eyes of the other people watching the team of players were also full of weirdness and fear. Ignoring these strange looks, the carriage belonging to Duan Qing's team quickly joined the migrating team parked here. Feeling the bumps stop, he jumped out of the car and headed towards the crowded place ahead. The film crew came closer and asked, "How is it? Do you have any useful information?"
"The reconnaissance team has been sent over immediately. I also reminded them of some things they should pay attention to. Let's wait here for a while."
"As the first person in such a large mixed team, don't you plan to take the lead?"
"I have no such plan. I am no longer the first warrior of the tribe who must charge forward everywhere. My destiny now belongs not only to myself, but also to the countless people behind me who are watching me."
A brief conversation started between Surtu and the other figures gathered around him, and was soon interrupted by a report from the front: "Report! We checked as fast as we could! No one was found hiding. Traces in the camp!”
"But -" the person who reported the report changed his words, and his eyes also fell on another warrior of the Wabu tribe who had also just returned here: "According to this warrior, the traces here are obviously the same as the ones they first encountered. The traces left behind when you walk are different.”
"...Isn't it because of storms or wild beasts invading this place?"
"Don't underestimate our fighting skills, we can still tell the difference." Still with the same lukewarm attitude, the Wabu warrior who raised his head with rolled eyelids also answered in a voice that sounded different. Extremely clear and certain: "Those are not traces left by nature, they are the products left by the same warriors as us. Those who chased us must have searched this place before."
"——It seems we can't stay here any longer."
After lowering his head and thinking for a while, Surtu, who was standing in the center of the crowd, then made his decision: "Even if this is only a possibility, choosing this place to rest will make us take the greatest risk. This is not the migration we are doing now. The team can handle it.”
"But we can't bear the burden of a long journey now." The answer came from another middle-aged Wabu warrior standing aside: "If we continue to move forward, those women in the team will And the young and old will definitely lose the strength to continue on their way.”
"There is no other way, just think of it as trying your best to walk as long as possible." Surtu stared at the sheepskin map in his hand and was once again lost in the thinking process for a while before he made his next decision: " here."
"Let the advance troops speed up, bring enough weapons and bows and arrows to occupy this place." His fingers stopped between the undulating waves on the grassland on the map: "We will rush to this area before dark .”
The non-stop sound of horse hooves then crossed the front of the convoy again and again, leading countless young warriors and their horses to gallop towards the end of the invisible grassland. The cavalry with shouts and whip sounds The team also quickly passed through the ash-swaying ruins of the camp, accompanied by the migrating team that was setting off again. Without a glance at the scene passing by the ruins: "This, this transfer station is just abandoned?"
"Plans cannot keep up with changes. After all, risks still exist."
Sitting on a carriage in the center of the convoy, Duan Qing, who was also looking at the ruins, answered Xue Ling Huan Bing with a hint of helplessness in his expression: "But I gave up my original plan of travel without hesitation - —Hehe, I realize Surtu’s decisiveness once again.”
"Hey, look what I found." Before Xueling Huanbing could say his next words, Chao Ri Dongsheng, who had his head out of nowhere, appeared above the carriage with his face covered in black ash. : "They didn't clean the battlefield. These swords left behind look like they are of high quality! If they are sold to the caravan, they should be able to make a lot of money, right?"
"Holy shit, why can't you find your people all of a sudden? So you got into that ruin again?" He shouted angrily. Gedman, who rolled his eyes, then looked at the man who was just like him. The guy who emerged from the charcoal ash complained: "Even if you don't care about digging through the garbage, you should pay more attention to the atmosphere and safety, right? What if you are attacked?"
"Since it's not suitable to be stationed for rest, we can't let go of this only opportunity to pass by." Asahi Dongsheng gave the other party a disdainful look in return and sat down among the crowd and replied meaninglessly: "My strength is limited. There is only so much value that can be collected from this momentary opportunity, so just make do with it."
"This guy... I think you will die sooner or later due to your own recklessness." So Gedman also retracted his glaring expression: "In short, because there is no transfer station, we lost the first time to build The opportunity for the resurrection point, and the risk of us hanging back to the other side of the continent due to an accident has also increased...Have you heard about Surtu's follow-up plan?"
"Of course, the new target point is not very far from here, but there is still a certain distance." Duan Qing nodded his head: "I must have taken into account the traveling conditions and the progress of the migration team, and took a The most suitable place.”
"Looking at this, we might have to sleep on the grassland again." Looking at the place Duan Qing marked on the map, Xue Ling Huan Bing, who was holding the bar, also frowned: "I'm used to it. This pace of life means camping anytime, anywhere, but is that place really safe?”
"This is also the question I want to ask, but considering that the intelligence we have is not equivalent to Surtu's, the basis and reasons for the other party's decision are not something we can arbitrarily speculate on." He put away his gaze. With the adventurer's manual in hand, Duan Qing stood up and walked towards the front of the carriage: "However, considering the time, the possibility of changes to this second plan is very low, so -"
"Let's make preparations based on this new plan first." He jumped off the top of the carriage and disappeared among the slowly moving team: "I'll try to interview that guy again."
The temporary change of plan caused a moment of commotion in the entire migrating team. The complaints and whispers from the non-combatants quickly disappeared in the bumps of the march, and the figure in the gray robe belonging to Duan Qing also disappeared. Quickly passing through the crowd of panicked women, children and old people, I found the edge of the carriage that Surtu belonged to - unlike the other convoy members who were responsible for escorting the surroundings, the carriage belonging to Surtu also Surrounded by everyone in the center of the motorcade, the carriage team representing the main members of the Lufen Chamber of Commerce and the main members of the Wabu tribe were also lined up on the left and right not far from them. on parallel roads.
However, beyond Duan Qing's expectation, this burly man who was supposed to cherish himself and protect his own safety at this time seemed to be following the behavior of their adventurers, sitting upright overlooking everything. Carriage roof.
"Yo, you're here."
Still wearing the image of a headband, the burly man who saw Duan Qing approaching greeted him with a relaxed expression. The latter panted and climbed to the top of the same carriage, and then He waved to the person who was close at hand as a response: "With so many people watching, is it really okay not to hide in the carriage?"
"If anyone doesn't understand what I'm doing, just come and attack me." He waved his hand casually, and Surtu's expression remained as motionless as Duan Qing had seen: " This might also be a way to solve the problem.”
"Forget it, I get a headache just thinking about that situation and chaos." Duan Qing covered his forehead and ignored all the strange looks around him and casually sat next to Surtu: "This migration The team has already carried too much weight, even if it is for them, you cannot die easily."
"Thank you for reminding me, Chosen One." He lowered his head and said this, and Surtu's smiling expression gradually disappeared: "I have drawn the sword again, so I will naturally bear it. The responsibilities you have to deal with—the same applies to you.”
"Don't, don't, don't, we don't have such great ability." Duan Qing waved his hand hurriedly: "And don't call us the Chosen Ones. In addition to more trouble, what have we done to those people?" Is it something beneficial to the Sioux people?"
"On the contrary, I am now more and more convinced that you are the chosen ones." Shaking his head, Surtu raised his face again: "What you have done for the Sioux people, and what you have done Everything we encountered in the Varro ruins later was not something that any warrior from any tribe could do."
"Hey, it seems that we just blew up a part of the earth's veins and exposed the ugliness that had been buried underground for thousands of years." Duan Qing scratched his head: "How can this be considered a great achievement?"
"Regardless of the dangers of the creatures you explained to us earlier, just the release of the earth veins is enough to make people from our tribes awe."
With a low smile, Surtu's burly silhouette was now fully visible in the oncoming wind: "Coupled with the precursors that appeared in the ruins of the wind, you have almost pointed out the direction for our progress."
"Pointed out the direction?" Duan Qing blinked his eyes in confusion: "What direction?"
"Of course it's the direction to the center of the storm." Pointing to the source of the strong wind, Sultuna's headband spread forward was swaying back and forth in the strong wind on the grassland: "Don't you feel it? Because what you are doing Due to the released earth energy, the violent wind raging on this grassland is no longer as violent as before."
"This has always been one of the biggest obstacles to our journey to the Holy Mountain, but now there are signs of disappearing - along the road you have opened."
He turned around and smiled again.
"Isn't this something that only the 'chosen ones' can do?"
