After taking a sip of the canned stamina potion, Lorraine had the vigorous spirit of dragons and tigers roaring in his head, and his thin body burst out with a shout-so terrible, and so strong after drinking, who made this potion
Seth himself drank it for the first time, and was also energized by the pungent smell of the medicine, forgetting his superiors and inferiority. He put the jar into the backpack, waved and shouted, "Stop talking nonsense, let's set off. When you see the master, ask him to go."
The carriage left early, leaving more than 30 people on foot. Everyone took their backpacks and left the warehouse in several teams. Seth finally left, looked back at the undeliverable goods in the warehouse, gritted his teeth and threw a torch in.
After the trekking team was on the road, they were dispersed and led by the captain of each team. They will be scattered within ten kilometers and will communicate with each other through the "Holy Light" to ensure that they are not lost. When they had just walked out of the town, the fire of the warehouse rushed to the sky.
There were only five or six people in Lorraine's team. She looked back outside the town, her heart trembling. She knew that there was still a lot of grain that could not be taken away in the warehouse, and thought that someone would be left behind by guards, but she didn't expect it to be burned.
How can it be wasted like this
Thinking that he was desperate because of hunger, Lorraine was puzzled by the act of burning food. The captain who could lead the way came from Harmony Village, and he unconditionally followed the orders conveyed in the'Holy Light', and only ordered a'go'.
The residents of the small town watched Lorraine and the others leave, and the warehouse was on fire, and they were even more surprised. When someone was watching the fire and found that there was still grain in the warehouse, they immediately yelled and yelled almost all the people in the town to put out the fire and rescue them.
At this time, Zhou Qingfeng appeared on a nearby hill. He looked at the flying flames from a distance, burned the grain and grass, and left the horse expressionlessly.
The only panic was the Powell brothers who were staring at the warehouse and saw Lorraine and others leave on foot. They are still wondering if they want to divide up to follow. But when the fire ignited, they rushed like the residents of the town, staring at the fire scene blankly.
I originally thought that it would take at least half a month for the people and goods gathered in the warehouse to be transported away one by one, but I didn't expect Zhou Qing Summit to be so decisive that he would rather suffer a huge loss, or simply leave without being involved.
The warehouse is equipped with combustible materials in advance, and the flame cannot be contained when it burns. When the fire ceased, young Powell rushed out of the city with dozens of people, hurriedly chasing to the burning warehouse.
The leader of the team is surprisingly Louis Fils. Knowing that Zhou Qingfeng's subordinates had all left, the quasi-city master immediately chased him out with the newly formed'banshee' knights, knowing that he could no longer hesitate.
Before getting close to the town, you can see that the warehouse is full of flames. When the horse was approached, the heat wave forced people to retreat.
Louis Fils glared, staring at Jr. Powell. Little Powell was in a hurry. He went back and forth within two hours, which was already a super fast. Unexpectedly, with such a time difference, this warehouse was actually set on fire.
The brothers left by Powell squeezed out from the crowd and stumbled forward to report the situation, roughly making it clear that the people in the warehouse left quickly, and finally set fire to the warehouse.
"Victor Hugo should have noticed something. His men walked in a hurry. At least there was still food worth hundreds of gold coins in the warehouse, and they lit them before they left."
One hundred gold coins turned to ashes, which is no less than the behavior of a super prodigal for the poor Northland. The members of the Knights who rushed in were extremely distraught, and Louis Fils was also annoyed-the enemy's ease of coming and going was a great humiliation to him.
"Where did the opponent's men go?"
"To the north, the last group of them didn't even have a carriage and left on foot."
"How long to leave?"
"At most two quarters of an hour."
"chase!"
Louis Phils gritted his teeth and popped out a word, and Powell, who failed to make a contribution, even rushed out with a spur of the horse. The dozens of members of the Knights followed one by one, in a posture of not giving up until they reached their goals.
Louis Fils also understood that he had miscalculated greatly. He has been confused about where Victor Hugo is, so he tolerates Seth and others around.
But now that Seth and others ran away, the possibility of catching Victor Hugo would be zero. This cunning is maddening, and Louis and the others secretly vowed that they would hack all of Zhou Qingfeng's men to vent their hatred.
There is no reason why fast horses chase pedestrians on foot. But after chasing north for half an hour, he didn't even see a ghost. There is only a bleak wind on the road, and you can't see anything.
But the target cannot disappear for no reason.
"Where did Victor Hugo's hands go?" Without thinking about it, Louis Fils also understood that his opponent would definitely deviate from the main road to the north soon after leaving the town and proceed by the small road instead.
But the reason why the trail is a trail, it must be difficult to walk. For this era where even maps are primitive and abstract, you must have a local guide to lead the way if you want to take a trail.
Both sides of the road are undulating terrain, and there are a lot of shelters far and near. Louis Fils looked around, unable to guess where his opponent would hide? This can be troublesome to find.
Young Powell also woke up very quickly, riding a horse and leading a dozen people to scatter around. He ran for about an hour and looked at the commanding heights within five kilometers around him, but also found nothing.
"Impossible, those guys can't run far." After listening to his report with a sullen face, Louis Fils had a bunch of thoughts in his head, but none of them could explain the current situation.
Young Powell even chased a few kilometers along the main road with the intention of catching up with the carriage that left the earliest. But those carriages are also missing, which is too unreasonable.
It didn't take long for the "banshee" knights to be established. Today is their first collective action. But this first time, it was not easy to go out, catching a bunch of unarmed pariahs all rushed out.
After two or three hours was wasted, the wizard group of Banshee Fort followed in a carriage. The old banker in the regiment thought that he was just here to make soy sauce, and he would definitely not need a legendary master like him to deal with a bunch of miscellaneous soldiers.
However, waiting for the wizard masters to get out of the car, the scene was very embarrassing. The fast-advancing "banshee" knights did not catch the target, but wasted a lot of time in the chaotic search.
This is even more unknown where the opponent will be.
"Don't worry, I'll look for it." Knowing the situation, Old Bank comforted everyone. He is known as the strongest wizard in the North, and the specialty of the prophecy is to reveal the truth. He only flicks his wand and casts a ninth-level spell-'Retrospective Vision'.
This is a big killer in the prophecy system, and the wizard can reveal what has happened in the past by his own power. As for how long this "past" was, it depends on the wizard's ability.
Only a few hours before Seth and the others escaped, the gray-haired Bank easily caught them in the long river of time. A projected picture shines in the air, showing everyone how the opponent escaped.
In Seth's evacuated team, the early carriage went north on the main road, but soon left the main road and set off on the small road. As for Lorraine and other people who drank the physical potion, they left the town on foot, but did not head north at all...
Young Powell scolded with anger when he figured it out: "Victor Hugo is really too cunning. All of his men are like foxes."
Louis Fils was puzzled, and shouted coldly: "These people walk around like ants. Are they not afraid to get lost in the wild?"