Starwind City, the war hall on the first floor of the city lord's mansion.
Li Ran sat at the head of the long table, and Eureka and Hart sat on both sides.
Hart is reporting the findings:
"We have established a material warehouse on the ruins of Yellowwood Town. The lumber and gold will be loaded onto trucks here. The skeleton carriage team can reach Starwind City within an hour."
He paused and said with a troubled expression:
"The combat skills of the skeleton soldiers are okay, but the construction capabilities are really worrying. The basic warehouse can still be constructed, but once complex crafts are involved, it will be difficult to complete."
Li Ran couldn't help but picture the skeleton soldiers doing surveying and checking the drawings in his mind.
It's really hard to imagine.
"It seems that the God's Chosen Warrior is not suitable to be a construction worker."
Eureka said: "Hart is right. The God's Chosen Warriors have superior combat skills and can also perform simple labor. They are fully capable of mechanical mining and logging, but they are completely unable to participate in technical work that requires complex craftsmanship. Currently, there is no way to start construction of the deity buildings in the castle.”
"In other words, God's Chosen Warriors cannot replace real living beings. We can only use them to produce basic resources."
Li Ran nodded and said: "People are always the basis of all work, and the current situation is indeed very difficult."
Hart nodded, continued to point at the map, and explained:
"In addition, the size of our Skeleton Corps has been increasing. We currently control most of the western part of Fengling Plain."
"There we found the ruins of a new city, but its heart was dead."
"We also discovered a wild god building a garrison, which can increase the weekly production of spear guards in the main city."
Li Ran praised it: "Very good."
Hart pressed the bone claws on the upper area of the map:
"In the north, our reconnaissance troops have arrived at the Dragon Calling Mountains, but there are many dangers there. More than half of the reconnaissance troops were lost, and contact was lost as soon as they entered the forest."
"They were attacked by forest wolves, magic blast bears, and crossbow bolts."
Li Ran frowned and said, "Then we'll clean it up after a while..."
He suddenly realized a strong sense of violation and asked hurriedly: "No, crossbow arrows? Why is there a crossbow arrow attack?"
Eureka's eyes lit up: "Only trained adult humans have enough strength to use crossbows. Skeleton soldiers usually use bows and arrows."
Hart let out a hoarse laugh and continued: "This is exactly what I want to say. Although something is very wrong, the reconnaissance team did not see the appearance of the shooter."
Li Ran looked at Eureka: "Is there such a possibility that there are still human survivors in the Dragon Calling Mountains?"
"The curse of Fengling Plain ends at the foot of Dragon Summoning Mountain Range. This possibility cannot be ruled out!"
Eureka pointed to the location of the Dragon Calling Fjord on the map, "The Calling Dragon Fjord is the source of the Sancha River, and the Sancha River is the intersection of many tributaries."
"The Yila River, which originated from the Eastern Wolf Principality, is divided into three parts here."
"The part that goes west through the Principality of the Unicorn is called the Whitewater River, and it flows into the Elysus Sea on the west coast."
"The part that flows south to the Falcon and Bull Principalities is called the Green River."
"It is very possible that refugees from other areas drifted to Dragoncalling Fjord by boat and lived there!"
Li Ran made a decision on the spot:
"Hart, please temporarily take over the defense of Starwind City. If there are any changes, please contact us at any time!"
"As you command, my lord."
"Eureka, we will personally lead the team into the mountains tomorrow!"
...
The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone into the wooden house, and the man on the straw bed opened his eyes.
Jamil sat up, rubbed his sleepy eyes, stood up and put on a shabby linen robe, covered with hard leather armor, and tied a hunting knife and dagger to his left and right waists respectively.
All the furniture in this small house is made of wood, and the craftsmanship is very simple. However, Jamil is already satisfied with such living conditions.
During the days when Starwind City was besieged by the undead army, hunger and death followed closely.
In Calling Dragon Fjord, at least you can stay alive.
A half-face helmet with chain mail hung on a spike at the door of the hut.
Jamil took it off and gently wiped the blood off it.
This helmet is not a standard piece of equipment made of fine steel. It consists of two parts, the wooden helmet shell and the broken tail placket of the upper body chain armor, which are firmly spliced together by a pair of skillful hands.
Tricia, the daughter of the camp guard captain, made this for her father.
In the camp defense battle last week, the water element unexpectedly did not attack the camp's defense line. Instead, it directly attacked the port and attacked the Edelweiss.
Captain Jim died heroically protecting the ship.
Nothing can happen to this ship, it is the hope of all survivors.
In the final stage of the Starwind City defense battle, Archon Malen and Inspector Eureka jointly decided to detach a force to escort the civilians in the city to escape through the back door and seek refuge in the Falcon Principality in the south.
The remaining armies continue to defend the city and attract the attention of the undead legions.
Their ideas were too naive. The road to the south had long been blocked. After encountering the enemy, the escorting troops had to stay behind to protect the civilians and were brutally massacred. Under the guidance of Mullen, the survivors went through many difficulties and dangers and fled to the north. Survive in the Dragon Mountains.
A few days after they arrived at the Dragon Calling Mountains, the entire Fengling Plain was covered by a powerful undead curse and became a forbidden area for life.
Presumably, Starwind City has become a paradise for the undead.
The curse changed the regional climate. With the raging blizzards that appeared inexplicably throughout the year, the Huanlong Mountain Range gradually turned into a snow mountain, with high-altitude areas covered with snow all year round.
The former Grand Canyon has also turned into a fjord due to multiple effects such as snowmelt and groundwater replenishment.
The survivors of Starwind City became the remnants of Dragon Calling Fjord.
In the mountains, forest wolves and magic bears were raging, and obtaining food often required risking one's life. Therefore, people built a camp near the fjord that was easy to defend but difficult to attack.
After years of hard work, under the leadership of Mullen, the survivors built a large ship - the Edelweiss!
People drive it to fish in the fjords all year round to replenish food rations for the camp.
Jamil sighed. Even though Captain Jim was so heroic and risked his life to resist the water element, the ship was still severely damaged.
He opened the door, and the air coming from the mountains, fjords and lakes was extremely fresh.
His hut is halfway up the hillside, and he can see the entire port and most of the fjord village.
The Edelweiss is moored in the port, awaiting repairs.
The smoke in the village has not appeared for a long time, and the pedestrians on the road are worried.
He came to the only tarpaulin tent in the camp.
Archon Maron has lived here since the establishment of the camp.
Jamil hesitated for a moment, then directly opened the dirty curtain of the tent, and the sunlight reflected Maren's haggard face and bloodshot eyes.
"Jamil, you're here."
Maren's voice was hoarse, and the once high-spirited Archon of Starwind City had half-white hair.
"You know what I asked you to do."
Jamil nodded: "The village has been without food for two days. If this continues, both the injured and the babies will die. We are almost finished."
Maren looked at Jamil: "The Edelweiss cannot fish out of the boat, so we can only go to the forest to find food. If you are lucky enough, you can avoid the forest wolf, the magic bear and the wandering undead, and find some mushrooms and wild animals." Come back."
"Jamil, you are an experienced hunter. The village needs you to take seven people to the forest to find food today. Are you willing?"
Jamil scratched his forehead and complained:
"The prey in the forest is almost exhausted. The number of monsters attacking the camp is increasing. They are all hungry. The seven of us running into the forest are no different from dying."
Maren laughed while coughing: "I just appreciate your straightforwardness. How about you, are you going?"
Jamil picked his nose and put the wooden-shell chain-mail helmet in his hand on his head: "What can I do? The majestic Archdeacon Mullen didn't ask for help from me, and now it's me who steps forward. It’s time! I know there’s probably a lot of mushrooms in Sentinel Woods to the south, and I’ll go there.”
"Go quickly, Tricia is waiting for your good news!"
"screw you!"
...
Jamil succeeded.
Elrath appeared as a saint. Although they saw the Explosive Bear from a distance along the way, they did not encounter much danger.
After two hours of intense collection, Pine, Dennis and the others had returned carrying a large amount of mushrooms.
Jamil stayed in the woods because he saw a beehive.
If you can pick it off and give it to Tricia with honey, she will definitely be happy.
Just do it!
Jamil placed the cloth bag containing the mushrooms in the grass nest. He nimbly climbed up the sentinel tree and accurately chopped off the roots of the beehive with a hunting knife.
Snapped!
The beehive landed in the grass, and Jamil smiled triumphantly.
Humming a little tune, he leisurely jumped down from the tree and picked up mushrooms and beehives.
The sudden pain and pressure made his vision go dark.
Jamil was thrown to the ground, his mouth full of blades of grass and dirt, unable to see his attacker behind him.
What could that be?
Magic Explosive Bear?
Jamil remembered that wherever there is a bee hive, there are Explosive Bear activities.
If it is a demonic bear, it must be dead or not!
But this force is not that big.
It just kept pressing Jamil's neck fiercely, making him unable to lift his head. The low growl and the hot breath of saliva reached Jamil's ears through the helmet.
Jamil understood.
His attacker was a hungry forest wolf.
The wolf seemed to be so hungry that it only wanted to bite the hunter's neck, but its fangs could never penetrate the wooden shell of the helmet, and the thick chain armor protected Jamil's neck well.
Jamil gasped, controlling his heartbeat, whether he would live or die in the next few seconds.
"Calm down, Jamil..."
"you can......"
Waiting is the wisdom of a hunter. Jamil did not try to push the forest wolf away. It would be unwise to confront a forest wolf head-on.
"Let it continue to bite my neck..."
"My dear, you are so awesome. Your mouth is so powerful that it almost tore the chain armor apart. Keep going..."
The hunter's free right hand quietly pulled out the dagger from his waist, judging the movement of the wolf's head based on the bursts of tenderness and breath coming from his neck.
Fangs......
Long mouth...
neck......
Yes, it’s the fucking neck!
Jamil's whole body was as tense as a spring, and he suddenly poured out all his strength and thrust the dagger in the expected direction!
A fierce burst of blood spurted out!
He continued to exert force, thrust the dagger in, changed direction, and opened a long wound!
Blood flooded the Timberwolf's throat, and after a few short, weak whimpers, the force coming from Jamil's helmet became less and less.
Until it died, it tried to bite Jamil's neck.
...
In the evening, a girl with beige hair stood outside the survivor camp in Calling Dragon Fjord.
The setting sun stretched her shadow into the dim forest.
"I'm sorry, Tricia, I sent him there, blame me if you want."
The shabby Archon Maron stood beside her.
"No need to wait any longer. He probably won't come back. No one can survive a night in the forest."
Tricia turned her head, tears streaming down her moving face: "Pine said... Jamil fell behind because he wanted to get honey for me. Is it true?"
"This idiot! He is talking nonsense, don't listen to him." Mullen cursed, and then sighed, "Although there are not many mushrooms this time, the wounded and pregnant women can finally take a sip of hot soup."
"Tricia, he's a hero."
The girl cried even more sadly.
Tricia's voice suddenly choked, her pupils narrowed sharply, and she stared closely at the edge of the forest.
There, a forest wolf slowly stepped out of the shadows.
Mullen raised his cane and said nervously:
"Tricia! Listen to me, don't turn around! Watch it slowly retreat, there is still some distance from the village..."
But Tricia had already left Mullen and rushed towards the forest wolf!
"This silly child! Why can't she think about it! Is she going to see Jamil!"
"Why???"
Maren's eyes widened and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
Underneath the forest wolf, there was a man covered in blood carrying it.
The man was holding a cloth bag full of mushrooms in his left hand and a huge honeycomb in his right hand, with a bright smile on his face.
"Hahaha! I'm back!"
The girl jumped up and flew into Jamil's arms.
"Ouch...it hurts! Why are you stronger than the Timber Wolf!"
"Ha ha!"
On this day, the hero of Dragon Calling Fjord returned.
He brought back abundant food to the camp——
A whole forest wolf.
