After hearing what I said, the two "strong men" looked at each other and nodded heavily. But their action made my heart beat like a rabbit running after a girl. Such scenes have appeared in many movies, and usually the next step is a knife snap~~~~~~Cold!
"Okay, come with us. It's not safe here now. I guess your companions were either eaten by wild beasts or killed by the Senke Federation. You're lucky to be able to escape." Instead of the expected knife, the two guys retracted their knives. Although I don't know what they are talking about, it doesn't matter if I'm careful. As long as I don't talk nonsense, I guess there will be no problem for the time being. Judging from the tone of their current speech, they probably regard me as a non-threatening group.
On the mountain road, with the support of the two guys, I followed them closely. After calming down a little, I finally had the energy to observe these two people.
Their messy hair was draped behind them, and definitely longer than the student-style hair of modern girls. They were wearing a coat made of linen, with only a few pieces of tanned cowhide attached to the key vulnerable parts of their bodies. The thing tied around their waists was... eh! It was still a hemp rope, which was only used when someone died in my hometown. On their feet, damn, how could it be something like this? Is this a shoe? No matter how you look at it, it looks like a piece of thick cowhide with two holes pierced on the side, and tied to the feet with hemp rope. Add to that the two broken knives on their bodies, and they look like soldiers in a costume drama.
Did they get lost while filming? No, judging by their appearance just now, they definitely didn't look lost. And can a lost person hold a controlled knife and threaten people everywhere? Suddenly, two words popped up in my mind - ****. But I quickly denied it myself. There are still terrorists wearing such clothes now, absolutely ridiculous.
"What's your name, big brother? Where are we going? It's not far yet. You see, I can hardly walk anymore." In order to prepare for the next step, I decided to get some information from the two men. If they want to escape, I can make plans in advance.
"You can call me Cook, he is Mecca. Let's go and meet the search team now. We will be able to meet up with them in a few hours. I will find you a piece of clothing then, so you won't freeze to death at night. To be honest, although you are lucky, you look so miserable. I thought you met a magician. But looking at your condition, if you really met a magician, you would be a piece of cake for them, and there would be no chance of escape!" The words of Cook, who was a little taller and more burly, completely froze me.
What? Magician? What? This is the technological age on Earth, not the magical continent in the fantasy world. Magician? I have an interstellar fortress! But for the sake of my life, I am not stupid enough to dig deeper. If I accidentally let them know or stepped on their weak spot, I would definitely be the one in trouble.
From their attitude towards me, I was almost certain that they had no ill will towards me. In this case, unless there was a good opportunity, I decided not to consider escaping for the time being. After all, I was unfamiliar with the place, how far could I run? If I ran into them again after a circle, I would not be treated the same way as now. (Hehe, walking with support? Almost my entire body weight was hanging on them)
"What's your name, little brother? As far as I know, your tribe usually has a single surname. Is your surname Hai or Shen? These two surnames are the most common among the Xia people."
Seeing that I didn't say anything, Cook turned around and asked about my family background. Damn it, I don't have these last names. Lin Yuyang is my real name. But what is the so-called Xia tribe? Huaxia tribe? But now, in addition to being called Chinese, people are generally called Han people. How can they still call it by such a primitive name? Could it be that I was struck by lightning and returned to ancient times? But even if it was ancient times, I don't remember any Senke Federation? Could it be a small country in Europe? Well, it's very likely~~~~~~
"Brother Cook, my name is Shen Hanlong. I don't know how many of us are nearby. Is it safe?" E Mi Doufu, Dad, don't blame me. I don't know if there is anyone with the surname Lin in the Xia tribe that Cook knows. If there isn't, and he concludes that I'm not from the same group as them, then it's hard to say what will happen to me.
"As I expected, Hanlong, this name is good. Regarding our current situation, I think I can tell you now while I have time. This time, because the Senke Federation arbitrarily raised the walls of the Desolate Stone City bordering the Empire and increased taxes on merchants from the Kastark Empire, the king, after unsuccessful negotiations, ordered the lords of the Eastern Territory to use force to force the Senke Federation to restore the walls of the Desolate Stone City to the original height of 8 meters and restore the normal tariffs during the previous trade.
But the result, I think you have a rough idea of it. We were defeated, and defeated miserably. There were one Class A legion, two Class B legions, and two local legions, totaling 250,000 people. Only less than half of them came back alive. Not even a single person came back alive from the two local legions.
We all don't know what the king is thinking. He asked us in the Eastern Territory to fight the entire Senke Federation alone without sending us an elite army to help us. He didn't even give us a few magicians. Now, the two local armies ran into the ambush of the Black Wolf Army of the Senke Federation and were completely wiped out by the outnumbered army. The only Class A army in the Eastern Territory ran into the magician army of the Senke Federation, and with their Brown Bear Army, only half of the 50,000 people returned, and most of them were injured. Although the two armies we were in were not attacked, the supplies fell into the hands of the Senke Federation because the two local armies were completely wiped out.
Now, we can only find food to feed ourselves while retreating, otherwise we may even starve to death in this damn barbarian homeland." Cook sighed and stopped talking, perhaps sighing about something.
"Little brother, when we get to the military camp, just tell us how miserable your journey was, and say that you volunteered to join the army to help your country fight those hateful barbarians. Only in this way, maybe the captain will accept you, and then you will have a chance to get a small amount of military rations and food. Otherwise, it will be very difficult for you to run back with us."
Hesitantly, Mecca whispered something to me. I could tell that he was concerned from the bottom of his heart, so I thanked him as a matter of course. However, after talking with them, my doubts and worries deepened. Where on earth did I come to? (To be continued)