The next morning, the soldiers of the reconnaissance team got up early and gathered together in the lobby of the hotel after washing and tidying up.
"Captain DeWitt." Claremont directed everyone to get breakfast, walked up to the second floor, and knocked on the door of DeWitt's room.
"Click." DeWitt opened the door.
"Captain DeWitt, did the dwarf union send any news?" Claremont asked curiously as he walked into the door and saw the paper manuscripts scattered on the round table in the room.
"Yes. It was delivered at dawn this morning. The waiter downstairs received it and delivered it directly to my room." DeWitt rubbed his eyes and said.
DeWitt should have been the first to wake up among the scouting soldiers this morning. After being awakened by the waiter's knock on the door, he has been concentrating on reading the materials until now.
"Captain, you have read all these materials." Claremont picked up a stack of materials and roughly flipped through a few pages. asked DeWitt who was wiping his face with a wet towel.
"Well. I've almost finished reading it. You can take these materials and put them in your place. If you have time, you can also read them." DeWitt suggested to Claremont while wringing out the towel: "The information provided by the dwarf hunter Really detailed. Too bad we only have information on trolls, snakes and dragons."
"Okay." Claremont nodded, stacked the manuscript papers on the table neatly, and put them in his arms: "If it can help our mission, that's enough."
"Yes." DeWitt said reassuringly: "The information provided by the dwarves should have this weight."
"The soldiers are all in the dining room now, let's hurry over and join them." Claremont nodded and said.
"Yeah," DeWitt responded.
After the two tidied up, they walked out of the room and went to the restaurant to have breakfast with other soldiers.
"I'm leaving the town of the dwarves today." A soldier tore off a piece of soft bread and said dejectedly to the soldier at the same table.
"We are here to perform a mission, not to play. How long do you want to stay here?" A soldier next to him picked up a piece of bacon with a fork and put it in his mouth, facing the soldier just now Lesson said.
"Captain Abel, where will we go after we leave the city?" A soldier sitting next to Abel asked at another table.
"The area of the plain where the dwarf town is located is huge. It is estimated that we will need to walk for three or four days to get out of here." Abel replied.
"Then will we meet a difficult character like the tree man next?" Another soldier asked anxiously.
"It shouldn't happen in the short term. After all, most of the forces located on this plain have a cooperative relationship with the dwarves. Although we seem a bit unfamiliar, being able to freely enter and exit dwarf towns is also recognized by the plain forces. .Other races should not take the initiative to trouble us, as long as they avoid their territory and move forward." Abel explained in detail after a little thought.
Breakfast was over in half an hour. Everyone packed up their luggage and started to set off for the city gate.
Among the team of fifty people, Abel was responsible for walking at the front as the team leader, while DeWitt and Claremont were at the end of the team and were responsible for holding the line. Dozens of people move together, and walking on the street can be regarded as eye-catching.
But most of the passers-by would not pay attention to them. Living in such a complex town, such ordinary movements would not attract crowds of onlookers.
The inspection by the dwarven soldiers at the gate of the city was also very loose. After carefully comparing the faces of the people with the few tattered portraits of wanted criminals pasted on the city wall. He waved his hand and let them go.
After gradually moving away from the bustling town, the scenery in front of the scouting team turned into a plain overgrown with weeds.
It seemed that it had just rained last night, the knee-high weeds were drenched, and the ground under my boots became soft.
Under the leadership of Abel, the soldiers moved forward slowly while pushing away the weeds.
Until noon, the sun shone down on the land condescendingly.
After the rain in the grass absorbed the sunlight, the steam rising up made the soldiers' sight blurred, which was a bit uncomfortable.
However, this effect is limited to human soldiers.
Because of their own elemental physique, the warriors of the elves are completely unaffected by such natural forces. Compared with the soldiers of Calradia, their steps are much lighter.
General Abel, who judged his direction based on the map and the direction of the sun, did not notice the situation of the soldiers behind him at all. When DeWitt stepped forward and proposed to rest for ten minutes, Abel looked at the ugly faces of the Calradian soldiers. His complexion suddenly reminded him.
When starting again, Abel proposed to exchange positions between the elf soldiers and the Calradian soldiers. Let the elf soldiers follow you in front, and the Calradian soldiers follow behind the elf soldiers.
Everyone looked puzzled, but they still stood in formation according to what Abel said.
When they set off again, the Calradian soldiers immediately noticed where the elf soldiers had walked: the moisture had completely disappeared. The quality of the air also becomes drier.
There was a discussion among the soldiers of Calradia.
Claremont stepped forward and asked, "What are you talking about?"
"It's strange, following behind the elf soldier. I feel that all the moisture attached to my body has disappeared. My whole body has become much refreshed." A soldier turned around and replied.
DeWitt and Claremont had always been at the end of the line, never having experienced the situation of Calradian soldiers. Now, after a word of reminder from the soldiers, I realized that the physical strength of the soldiers was indeed exhausted very quickly.
"Is it because they are casting some spells?" A soldier was still curious about this situation.
"No, I think it should be a matter of physical fitness." Another soldier replied: "Isn't the connection between the elves and the natural world the closest? Wherever they are, the surrounding natural elements will be balanced."
After listening to such a conversation, DeWitt walked up to Abel in the front row and asked, "General Abel, what was the reason for your adjustment just now?"
"The soldiers of Calradia are very physically fit, but they still can't adapt to such an environment. In order not to waste excess energy, I thought that the strengths of the elves might be able to help a little." Abel heard Devitt He glanced back at the queue of Calradian soldiers, and replied sincerely.
(end of this chapter)