On the grass outside the city of Shata, several horses were grazing leisurely, next to them was a line of neat big tents, forming a circle, a fire was set up outside the tents, and inside a simple iron tank was " Gulu Gulu" smelling fragrant.
The temporary camp of the Gypsies in Shata City.
In one of the tents, Ron and Basara were sitting by the bed, and a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child was lying on the bed, his eyes closed, and he was unconscious.
Ron touched the kid's forehead, which was burning as hell.
"Brother Ron, how is my brother... how is he?" Basara asked anxiously as she watched her brother faint for several days.
"It doesn't look like a disease..." Ron pondered for a while, "From his breath, it looks like he has been poisoned..."
"Poisoned?" Basara was taken aback, "My brother is fine, how could he be poisoned?"
Ron shook his head, "I don't know about this either, is there any sign before this?"
"It's nothing..." Basara blinked her big beautiful eyes, "I asked him to cook for me that day, but...he suddenly fainted..."
"Suddenly fainted?" Ron frowned. "Then what did he do before he fainted?"
"It doesn't seem to be anything?" Basara tilted her head and thought for a while, with an unspeakably cute expression, "Yes, yes, that afternoon, he seemed to go up the mountain to pick a very special kind of mushroom. Make me a delicious meal! Could it be related to this?"
"That's right!" At this moment, Ron's eyes fell on the child's feet, he pulled up the child's trousers, pointed to a wound and said, "Look..."
"What is this?" Basara was surprised, she saw two very small wounds.
"He was bitten by a snake!" Ron said helplessly.
"Then... what will happen then? My brother... will he be okay?" Basara became nervous when she heard this.
"It's not a big deal, his wound is not deep, at least not in a short period of time, but it's hard to say..." Ron said with a smile, "This matter is also simple, just take a few bottles of antidote and it can be solved Already!"
"The antidote? Do you really want the antidote?" Basara was taken aback and cried out, "The store over there sells eighty-five gold coins!"
"This..." Ron pondered for a moment, "I just ran out of antidote on my body, how about it... I'll go out and buy it for you later!"
Ron also saw that Basara might not be too rich, so since he saved her, he decided to save her to the end.
What he didn't know was that it wasn't that Bashala was poor, but she couldn't afford it at all. All the money in her body was not enough to buy a bottle of antidote.
"Brother Ron, thank you so much!" Basara understood Ron's meaning, and she also knew that she had met a good person today, so she gratefully held Ron's hand and said.
"You're welcome, it's just a matter of little effort!" Ron smiled, and let go of Basara's delicate little hand, "Okay, I'm going to buy medicine, I'll be back in a while!"
"Okay!" Basara laughed. After thinking for a while, she suddenly said softly, "Brother Ron, it's getting late, how about... you... you stay tonight... have dinner?"
When she said this, Basara's face was so red that she looked at Ron nervously, for fear that he would refuse.
Ron had helped her a lot, and that was all Basara could do.
Ron didn't want to stay in Shata City, but seeing Bashala's appearance, he couldn't bear to refuse, so he nodded slightly and said, "Okay!"
Basara seemed to be relieved, with a smile on her face, she lowered her head shyly, and said in a low voice, "I'll wait for you to come back!"
Ron nodded, turned and walked out of the tent.
Seeing the back of Ron leaving, Basara showed a knowing smile.
Not long after, Basara changed out of her gorgeous dance costumes and put on a set of shabby home clothes, humming softly, walked to the river with a bucket in her hand, and came back with a bucket full of water. With a thin body carrying heavy water pain, he returned to the tent.
Basara rolled up her sleeves and started to cook. At this moment, she was humming softly, like a happy lark.
Suddenly, her body stopped, and her eyes stayed in the bucket next to her. She saw ripples appearing in circles in the bucket at some point, which was the vibration sound from the ground.
"The orc army is coming... the orc army is coming..."
With an exclamation, a huge roar resounded through the sky, and for a while, panic shouts came from everywhere in the camp of the Gypsies. Children were running around, women were screaming, and men with little fighting power shrank. In the tent, trembling with fear.
In the distance, there was a huge cloud of smoke at some point, and an army of orcs was approaching at an extremely fast speed. They rode huge war wolves on their crotches, and held huge war knives in their hands. The sharp teeth of the war wolves gleamed. Under the deep cold light, these tamed beasts and war wolves have the strength of the seventh level.
The orc wolf cavalry, the most powerful cavalry unit in the orc empire, appeared outside the camp of the gypsies at this moment.
There were thousands of orc wolf riders who came, and the leader was a ferocious orc wolf rider. He had the same ugly face as other orcs, wore heavy armor, and held a sharp knife in his hand. With a long knife, the giant wolf under his crotch roared continuously, frightening the children of the gypsy family to cry.
The orc at the head stood on the giant wolf, with a stern face, pointing his long knife forward, and shouted in a deep voice, "Surround me here, and not a single fly can fly out..."
"Yes… "
Nearly a thousand orc soldiers responded in unison, and the loud voice startled everyone in the camp.
"what happened?"
"Why did the orc come to the door?"
"Did you offend someone?"
The gypsies wandered around performing, just to earn some pitifully small gold coins. They had neither the will nor the ability to make enemies with others, but today the orc army suddenly came to kill them.
"It's an orc..."
Basara looked at the surging orc army, she didn't know what was going on, the scene just now was still vivid in her memory, and in a blink of an eye, the orcs had already come to her door.
"They came so fast!" Basara's heart was beating non-stop, and her hands were clenched tightly, turning a little white.
"Master Orc... Master Orc..."
At this time, a middle-aged woman rushed out from nowhere, almost hitting the mouth of the giant wolf under the orc's crotch. The giant wolf roared, scaring the woman back a few steps.
"My lord orc... I am the head of Theodora of the Gypsy clan. May I ask... what happened to our clan? Why did you arrest us?" the woman said tremblingly.
"You are the patriarch?" The captain of the orc wolf knight, who was the leader, looked at the woman who claimed to be the patriarch of the Gypsy clan coldly and said.
Although Theodora is the head of the patriarch, she is also somewhat pretty. When she was young, she was also a prostitute in the skin and meat business. She was too old to be able to move. Facing the inquiry of the captain of the orc wolf cavalry, she suddenly summoned up her courage. He winked at the orc captain, puffed out his plump chest on purpose, and replied, "Yes!"
There was a look of disgust in the eyes of the orc captain. Not every orc likes human women. He said in a hoarse voice, "Call out all your clansmen!"
Theodora's face changed drastically when she heard that, and she called out all the clansmen. What are they going to do
Theodora did not dare to disobey the order of the orcs, and suppressed the fear in her heart, and sent people to call out the people from the tents, and there was a burst of crying from the tents.
Basara had no choice but to follow the tribe out of the tent. At this moment, her hands were covered with cold sweat, but her face was forced to be calm.
"Everyone is here?" the orc captain said coldly.
He stared at several rows of human beings in front of him. Among them were men, women, old people and children. Most of them were dressed in shabby clothes. Many of them had expressions of fear on their faces and trembling bodies.
"Yes! Everyone is here... except for a few old people who are sick in bed and a child..." Theodora replied cautiously.
"Hmm!" The orc captain pondered slightly, "Is there a woman named Bashala here?"
"Basara?"
When all the gypsies heard this, they looked at each other in blank dismay. How could this matter have anything to do with Basara
At this time Basara came out from the crowd and said calmly, "Master Orc, I am Basara..."
Looking at Basara's charming face, the orc captain also felt moved, "What a beautiful human girl, it's no wonder that Master Torik was so fascinated!"
Glancing at Basara coldly, the orc captain said, "You should know what we're looking for, right?"
"Responding to your lord's words, Basara doesn't know..." Basara's heart had already set off turbulent waves, but her face still had a calm expression.
"It seems that you are still going to pretend to be stupid..." the orc captain sneered, and swung the long knife in his hand, "Let me ask you, where is Ron who injured Master Torik?"
"Ron..."
A strange name appeared in everyone's minds, and the gypsies looked at Bashala's face and became unhappy. Needless to say, she was the one who caused this incident today.
"What a disaster!" several gypsy women cursed in a low voice.
"I have no idea!"
Basara said cruelly.
Brother Ron was so kind to her, she absolutely couldn't do anything to betray him.
It was too late, then soon, a gust of wind blew on Basara's face...
"Slap!" Bashala was slapped solidly. She covered her face in pain and fell to the ground. It was she who had slapped her.
Theodora jumped up and cursed, "You little brat, where did you find a wild man to bring trouble home..."
Theodora, with her hips akimbo, swears at Bashara while repeatedly giving her winks to hand her over.
Basara covered her face and said nothing.
After scolding for a while, the orc captain became impatient, and waved his hand and said, "Okay, stop acting! Basara, where is that human named Ron, please tell me, otherwise , you are all going to die..."
When he said this, a murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the orc captain.
Theodora's complexion changed drastically, and she pleaded softly, "My little aunt, you'd better tell the whereabouts of that wild man, otherwise, all of our clansmen will be killed by you..."