Simply cleaned up the battlefield.
The caravan continued to move forward. Sauron was unable to ride a horse because of his injury, so he could only sit on a cart carrying goods.
The mysterious woman didn't invite him into the big carriage, the two of them were not that familiar yet, but she did invite Vivienne, but the little girl shook her head and refused, and climbed into the big carriage and sat next to Sauron. The group of people moved forward quietly, the caravan guards continued to investigate the surrounding area, and from time to time they would call for people to fill in the roads. The heavy rain some time ago turned these roads into mud roads, and there were still accumulations inside the potholes. water.
Sauron's body was dirty, and Vivian was dusting him.
Of course, he didn't care about his appearance during the battle. Rolling and dodging on the ground can be said to be covered in mud, and when it dries, it will be covered with pieces of mud.
The little girl was carefully removing it for him, rubbing it with her little hands to blow off the dust on it.
The others were busy with their own affairs, and when they occasionally saw the two people on the cart, a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of their mouths, and their favorability for the two people also increased a little. Especially the mysterious woman sitting in the big carriage would raise the curtain to look at the two of them from time to time. Of course, her eyes were more on the cute little girl, as if there was something attractive about her.
The scene at this moment is very peaceful.
Sauron sat cross-legged on the cart and wiped the scimitar with a rag. The blood of the burrower was acidic, and if it was not cleaned up, it would affect the use of the weapon. The little girl sat next to him to remove the mud on the clothes for him, occasionally puffed up her mouth and blew carefully, because the quality of the fabric was not good, the mud seeped into the gaps in the clothes (coarse clothes are not considered dense) ), you can still see gray patches after taking a clean shot, which makes the little girl feel a little dissatisfied.
"use this!"
The captain of the guard smiled as he rode by, took out a bag from his arms, and threw it to Sauron, saying, "This is refined essential oil, which can maintain weapons."
Of course, the knife can't just be wiped and sharpened.
For people like them who rely on fighting to support themselves, a good weapon at hand means the guarantee of life.
Sauron smiled, reached out to take it, took out a little ointment with his fingers, and carefully applied it on the scimitar. This refined ointment can prevent weapons from rusting, and it is best to prepare some on your body before you get an extraordinary weapon. Even extraordinary-level enchanted weapons need regular maintenance, which is an attitude towards combat.
Sauron wiped the scimitar dry with a cloth, then put it back into the scabbard.
Perhaps from the weariness of the fight, or from the initial bleeding from his wounds, he looked tired and sleepy.
Without knowing it, he leaned on the cart and fell asleep.
The little girl kept watching him quietly, maybe she was a little tired, so she leaned her little head in his arms, being careful not to touch his wound.
The caravan just kept going.
Occasionally, the guards who passed by the cart on horseback also lowered their noise a little bit, which is a kind of respect for the strong.
Sauron might not be able to beat them one-on-one.
But in the battle against the diggers, he had already earned the respect of these caravan guards.
In fact, Sauron was not asleep.
In fact, in the wild, he seldom really falls asleep, more often he is in a state of dozing.
Half asleep and half awake.
A slight noise would wake him up.
Because he knows how many dangers there are in the wilderness, he must always maintain a trace of vigilance.
It was already evening.
The caravan still had no intention of stopping. When Sauron woke up, he found that the little girl had fallen asleep in his arms.
He pulled his arm out carefully, trying not to wake Vivienne who was sleeping.
pity.
The little girl still opened her eyes, she raised her little hand and rubbed her eyes, then raised her head and said, "Brother."
"you're awake?"
Sauron nodded with a smile, and reached out to stroke her hair. A caravan guard who had dealt with diggers with him passed by and smiled and threw the wrapped bread and pieces of meat over. Outdoor adventures are not so particular. The bread is prepared in advance and is a little hard. The meat is air-dried bacon, which is easier to eat because it is still warm in the arms.
People who run outside all the year round put dry food close to their chests, so that the food will not be too cold to swallow.
Sauron broke off a piece of bread and handed it to Vivienne, then tore off a piece of meat.
Since he didn't stop to light the fire, naturally there would be no soup. Sauron swallowed the food directly with the water, and then whispered: "We will set up camp later."
"I'll get you something delicious."
Here is the wild.
Hitting two rabbits with his skill is still the same as playing, because there are no traces of human activities, and there are a lot of game here!
The only trouble is that starting a fire might startle those wild monsters.
But there are so many people don't be afraid.
The little girl is not picky eater at all, she swallowed the bread quietly with water.
Sudden!
She seemed to feel something, looked up at the forest not far away, pulled Sauron's clothes with her small hands, and said softly, "Brother."
"Is there something looking at us over there?"
Sauron held the scimitar vigilantly when he heard the words, and then stood on the cart to look around. Unfortunately, he couldn't see anything, but based on past experience, he still judged what was staring at them.
"fine."
He rubbed the little girl's head lightly, and said slowly, "That's the jackal who is active here."
"It should have discovered that we passed by."
"but."
"These things don't dare to attack large-scale caravans. We will leave their range of activities later."
Gnoll.
One of the most common creatures in the wild.
They are more dangerous than goblins and kobolds, with fangs and claws and agility, but also not low intelligence.
This creature is most fond of attacking solitary travelers.
However, for such large-scale caravans, unless their strength makes them feel completely sure, they rarely attack large groups of prey.
As a carnivorous creature, the Gnoll is not very large.
Most of them only have groups of about 15-30, and they are still scattered into family units of about 5-8. Compared with attacking such heavily guarded caravans, they are more inclined to hunt those beasts and goblins. At least the latter is not very dangerous. If they attack humans in the wild, the wolf man will inevitably suffer casualties.
Generally, as long as the scale reaches more than five people, even if the Jackals launch an attack, they will choose to attack in the middle of the night.
At first they will stalk their prey quietly!
Because the nearby woods began to become denser, the caravan guards also shrunk their pathfinding formations, and the number of scouts at the front was also increased to five people to ensure that there would be support at any time in case of an accident.
Some businessmen are already complaining.
Because it is very troublesome to drive in the dark, if the light is not enough, the cattle and horses will also slow down.
fortunately.
Soon a bright moon appeared.
Today's moonlight is very good, and the cold moonlight illuminates the surrounding area, which is relatively convenient for them to move forward.
The caravan guards lit their torches.
The guys also put the torch prepared in advance on the cart. In the middle of the cart, a mysterious woman came out quietly. She stood on the shaft and looked around, then pointed her finger at the top of the cart, and said: A strange monosyllable was issued, and then a light appeared on the top of the carriage.
Brightness!
The mysterious woman's wizard level is probably not low, and she actually illuminated a range of hundreds of feet nearby. (30m-50m)
There was a cheer from the caravan.
The power of spells inspired many people, and there was a reassuring smile on the faces of the merchants.
"That sister's spells are amazing."
The little girl approached Sauron quietly, and whispered, "The light technique I used is only so small, but she can illuminate such a large place."
Occupation level 15 and above!
Sauron took a deep look at the big carriage, but he didn't expect this mysterious woman to be a high-ranking witch.
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Although the light source is convenient for the caravan to move forward.
But it also exposed their location. In the nearby dark forest, you can see pairs of dark green pupils, which are wolves and wild beasts active nearby.
"Aww!"
The loud howling of wolves echoed in the wilderness, and a wolf king the size of a calf appeared on the hillside in the distance.
It was a wild warg.
It took a deep look at the caravan in the distance, its pupils locked on the big carriage, as if it felt the mysterious woman's gaze, its sturdy body trembled, and then let out a low howl. There were bursts of howling wolves, and the wolves hiding in the darkness came out one after another, and the pairs of dark green pupils disappeared, and they followed the wolf dynasty to leave in other directions. Wargs have pretty good intelligence, even smarter than war horses. There are still many prey that can be hunted in the wilderness, so there is no need to provoke this caravan.
Not to mention that there are scary wizards in it!
The fear of the Mages has been infiltrated into their blood for tens of thousands of years, and countless painful lessons have been taught to these beasts, never easily provoke those who can cast spells.
Just don't provoke them.
These beasts will not easily attack enemies capable of casting spells either!
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