Wolf King

The Centaur Express Brigade arrived at King Cronin about five days after leaving the Cavaliers.

Normally, it takes at least ten days and a half months for a caravan full of cargo to complete this journey, but Centaur obviously has an advantage over the general caravan-as warriors, all have good riding abilities, as For horsepower (...), a centaur with an average tonnage of more than 600 kilograms is more powerful than the most common cargo hexapod lizard on the mainland... It's just like being prepared for eating errands~!

Of course, on this road, Xaar and others have not been targeted by the bandit bandits and the local nobles who are more brutal than the bandits.

On the day of going out of the territory of Valentin, when passing through a small town, the Centaur Express Brigade, who did not expect to be able to get supplies in the human town, was welcomed by the local aristocracy.

It was a clear afternoon, and a team of two hundred centaur fighters, more than one hundred carriages, a minstrel who came to work to make money, and several aristocratic domestic servants were wearing When crossing the path around the mountain, he was stopped by a group of people.

This group of people moved broken wood and stones across the center of the road, and hundreds of people squatted on both sides of the road; on the side of the mountain, a very simple small shed was built according to local conditions, and several people were dressed in noble clothes and fine-skinned white meat. The masters were sweating and waiting in it, staring at the road.

The face of the working Terran Ranger's guide changed slightly, but the Centaurs were curiously looking at the crowd that was originally squatting on both sides of the road and was slowly coming over to try to form a trap.

This group of people, the people walking in front look like that, wearing half-old armor and carrying a sword, axe, hammer.

But looking over the back of these people and looking backwards (the average height of the centaur is three meters), it makes people cry and laugh-the people behind him are either hangers Lang as skinny idlers, or a nervous farmer, or even , There are still many half-old juveniles...

Sincerely, I don't want to lose my heart.

Even those who are in front of the face have not completed the work of supporting the scene well...When the oversized, ugly, and ugly Centaur fighters walked out of the convoy and greeted them, this group of people immediately brushed their white faces. Standing on the ground, saying that he would not move forward half a step.

Xel didn't say anything, but just glanced silently around the gang of amateur bandits, and the group of people messed up with themselves... Some of the farmers behind them even started to sneak.

"..." Xel retracted his gaze and silently looked at the nobles who had come out of the pergola.

These aristocrats were surrounded by dozens of loyal and strong male servants. Although they still maintained the dignity of the aristocrat and were not scared, they did not dare to step forward...

Both sides were embarrassed and stalemate for a moment. One of the noble masters found the human race ranger in the queue of the centaur, and suddenly the eyes were bright, and they sighed with pride: "You, come here."

The Terran Ranger looked ugly and looked up at Xaar.

Xaar did not say whether to let him pass, turned to shout to the team behind: "Are you all right?"

"I'm coming!"

The four celebrities sorted out their freshly-dressed suits and hurried out carrying flags.

The aristocratic master who did not call the moving ranger was preparing to get angry, and the swearing was still brewing in his throat, and the next half opened his mouth, watching the four siblings running out of the centaur pile.

These four noble domestic servants from Prince Morris, son of the duke, a certain count, and a real power viscount, wearing a pennant with the main family pattern, wearing deacon dresses that were rewarded before leaving, Walking out of the crowd with a big swing, the appearance is more arrogant and unpretentious than the noble masters who are blocking the road...

"Who dares to stop the convoys of Prince Morris, Duke XX, Count XX, and Count XX? Sign up!" The servants under the banner of the royal family had nostrils, especially shouting forever.

Several faceless local nobles froze.

The shouts, farmers, and half-sized boys who were shouted to make up the number immediately shouted, and the shouts could not be shouted... well, no one shouted, because the serious guys ran faster-they don’t mention Learn more about the urinary nature of local nobles and kick this promising iron plate. The possibility that they will be used as cannon fodder and as a scapegoat to make the iron plate deflate!

The head of Prince Morris's servant leaned back, and really looked at the person with his nostrils: "Not fast!"

The noble lords have been forgiven, and slinging their heads...

"Hey, wait, you should let them remove the barricade themselves."

"Ouch, forget."

"Don't sleep in the car, fight the flags."

"Brother Xaar, it's not that we want to be lazy, the weather is so hot, and the deacon's service is not breathable. This pennant is still dead..."

"Or put the flag in the car?"

"No, the flag will fade and become old."

"……Fine."

Every time I meet a local aristocrat who is interested in part-time job as a road gangster, it is basically such a program...

Well, this is not a fake, awesome, the goods on the car are paid in full by several large customers. Centaur express brigade package delivery package assembly package maintenance, excluding package compensation.

If you encounter real road gangsters, it is easier to solve them. Xaar casually points out dozens of centaurs and rushes back and forth for two rounds to basically disperse.

The convoy arrived at the capital, and was close to the city-state, but turned directly to Prince Morris’s estate to unload his cargo; the two centaur soldiers stayed with the cargo and were responsible for assembling the agricultural machinery in the next two months And simple maintenance training.

After a day of rest at this manor, when preparing to leave, there was a lot of cargo in the convoy, carrying the banner of Prince Morris, wearing a deacon service and changing it with the convoy of the convoy... His Royal Highness Prince who made a big loan and borrowed large foreign debts It was precisely at the time of poverty that I was busy transporting the output of my house to sell, and spending a little money to buy the "shipping volume" of the express delivery team was obviously more cost-effective than pulling a team of my own.

Xaar took a small book to register the goods, keep a good account, counted every silver coin that he earned and put it in the cash box, and he was ready to take the convoy to the Duke's territory.

As he was about to set off, Prince Morris's butler carefully asked if he could let Mrs. and Mrs. Co. walk with the courier brigade.

Xaar asked the old housekeeper carefully, and was surprised, remembering Ayun's advice.

All the tribes on the grassland are as poor as that. There is no soil for looting, roadblocking and robbery. Naturally, there is no breeding ground for the tigers. Where the land goes, the Centaurs and cats' material wealth, the Tigers, can't be looked down upon.

Cronin, the human race kingdom with a huge gap between the rich and the poor, is another situation... From the local nobility to the general rural farmer and the townsman, the occasional guest thief robber Roadmaster is not a big deal. .

As for why there is no safer and more convenient travel option, such as the magic train that the Association of Alchemists made hundreds of years ago-the reason is very simple, the sleeper rails are not enough to steal, and no country is willing to invest a lot of money and manpower to maintain . (PS1,2)

Since the advent of the Magic Train, only the largest mine in the Dwarf Kingdom is in use, and a few million-population megacities will set up rails in the urban area. (Valentin cannot build a port city built on a mountain)

Therefore, people who are not in power can hardly talk about traveling abroad...

The magician is less than the second order, and the teacher does not dare to let him travel. (Like the young Adam, the second-order young ones belong to very few geniuses)

"Delivery is delivery, and delivery is also delivery?" Xaar asked the Terran Ranger uncertainly.

Terran Ranger: "..."

The Bard Association also does errands and helps deliver letters and small valuables. As for bulk cargo and short-distance delivery (long-distance airship rental and delivery array services, of course, the cost is also relatively beautiful) due to limited labor costs, there is no competition with express teams.

The ranger dutifully analyzed the pros and cons of giving away and suggested fees for Xaar. Xaar was taught with humility, and after making up his mind, he went to meet the lady who wanted to hitchhike.

Anyway, the ugliness of the centaur is born, if you are not used to it, then we can only be greedy for the money.

It is said that the lady of the Countess XX saw the Centaur with her own eyes... her face instantly turned white with two shades, but she was steady and not frightened.

Her servant was less polite and scared two on the spot.

Xaar: "..."

... whatever you want.

At a safe distance of more than five meters, I negotiated with the lady to pay for the escort-the lady’s husband died and his territory was taken away by another count. This time it was to pack up the property and prepare to go to the most remote Lived in the manor; heard about the low cost of the Centaur Express Brigade (compared to asking adventurers, mercenaries to guard & form a fleet), and immediately decided to take more people and ask Xaar to give her an extra day Preparation time.

Saier has nothing to do with it, and he readily accepts it... Sending a person to the Cronin border area 400 kilometers away will have the income of 20 silver coins, which can be sent in four or five days on the foot of a centaur. Tat, naturally is more good.

The next day, when the widow of the earl came out from the king, he not only brought a dozen powerful servants and entourages, but also brought several households who also had travel needs and could afford it-a visitor's The Lord, the family of retired noble stewards who have not returned to their homes in many years, the lady of the cavalier family visiting relatives, the baroness visiting her family, the baron family visiting her daughter... and so on.

More than a hundred human races came to the outside of Prince Morris's estate neatly. After seeing the ugly and cruel Centaur warriors, they expressed shock, nahan, and refreshed the world view.

However, there is no rude fear and fear in it, but it feels quite at ease-although it is a little rude, but for dangerous things such as going far away, the peers can naturally ward off evil as much as possible.

Centaur warriors who have been upgraded to ward off evil things have a headache. They have to run to three delivery points. The destinations of these human races are all within the scope of the road. This is more convenient, but the problem is that these human races have to reach The distance is inconsistent, and some are far away.

Purcell consulted the human race ranger again, and asked the opinion of the housekeeper of Prince Morris Manor. The finalized charging plan was: one silver coin **** fee every 20 kilometers.

For this price, Xaar himself was a little guilty... Silver coins are hard currency. Centaurs receive the salary of the gray dwarf in the Fire Department, and only a dozen silver coins a month.

However, this price is reported to the human customers, but they are all very happy-only five silver coins will be charged when they are safely sent 100 kilometers away. The luggage will not be charged and the speed can be guaranteed. Where can I find such a good thing?

The baron, who was going to visit his daughter, also asked if the Centaur could **** him to the farm and **** the goods in the autumn. Xel took out the map and asked the next route, and also calculated the time for the next round of delivery by the courier team.

Departing on the same day, the next morning, the baron's family, who bumped overnight in the carriage provided by Centaur, was sent to his daughter's house 100 kilometers away from the capital.

The Baron’s family happily paid to get off the bus, and the Centaur fighters also helped to move their family’s luggage to the door...

The baron and daughter who went out to greet were too scared by the centaur, and fell into the ecstasy of seeing their family.

When the courier team left the town, there were a few more riders in the fleet...

Stopping all the way, picking up and dropping off passengers, and sending the agricultural machinery purchased by the Duke's son to the place, he stayed in the convoy for four and a half days, and the widow of the Earl, who had been familiar with the Centaurs, also arrived at his manor.

The earl's widow settled the fare, and gently asked if the courier brigade would come or not in the fall, if he could come and help her manor deliver the goods, Purcell naturally responded happily... The countess helped, they could not earn so much extra money.

Unloading and loading goods in the Duke’s manor, dropping off passengers, counting a small box of silver coins with extra income, Xaar is very beautiful...

After leaving two Centaurs in charge of after-sales service at the Duke's Manor, the courier brigade set off again and went to the third farm machinery customer, the home of the Countess.

It was at this time that a group of people who had received the letter from Yarman ran out of the old forest in the mountains and had just entered the territory of the Cronin Kingdom, preparing to cross Cronin and head to the agreed knight collar.

There are a total of six people in this group, dressed as adventurers, wearing different sizes of half-body armor, leather armor and other equipment, carrying a weapon backpack, riding a horse-riding horse with a half price, and walking on a two-legged dragon. The land entered the earl's collar.

This group of condemned disguised as adventurers has been on the road for several days in a row, and their spirits are not very good. The youngest young man is lying on his feet on the back of the dragon.

"We really should rent a small airship. In that case, we will be able to get to the place in a few days. Such a slow ride is too tiring, and we don't see how much we can save."

"Fine, Aisha." The other side of the parallel walked on the back of the dragon, and a bearded strong man looked over unpleasantly. "When can you learn from Adam, he is a few years younger than you, How many places have you followed Yarman on one pair of feet, and when did you complain like you?"

"Teacher, how do you know that Adam didn't complain, it's just that you didn't hear it," the young man murmured, "and Adam's major is wind magic, and walking with the wind is not the same thing as walking."

"Hey, why did I take you such a little bastard, and why didn't the beauty of Adam's good quality fall on my head!" The bearded man was angry.

The young people turned to look at the other female rider who walked on the back of the dragon on two feet and dressed like a walker: "Sister, have you ever been so dismissed by the teacher before?"

"You can say a few words." The female rider laughed and laughed. "The original teacher did not force you to come. You must be curious about the Robbins knight who wrote the "Cinderella" play. ."

The young man sat up at once: "Why would you just tell me, Sister, are you not curious about Robbins Knight?"

"So I haven't complained like you?" The female rider raised her eyebrows and patted her mount. "In order to buy these six-headed Longxing teacher, he sold all his pocket watches. Where can we afford small ones? Airship?"

The young people went back like a salted fish again, and lamented: "Why are we so poor~~"

When it was getting dark, a group of six people entered the town and settled in a camp outside the town where there was not much grass and near the water source.

There are many unmaintained open-air field camps outside many towns. Travelers such as caravans, adventurers, mercenaries, etc. do not need to enter the city and will choose to stay overnight in this area. After all, there is a city gate tax to enter and exit towns. There are not many city gate taxes like Valentine.

There are already other campers in this camp today. From afar, a group of people saw the brigade of horses and tents, and heard the rumors.

"Someone else, is it the caravan? How come there are children?" The young people looked forward with their pergola, and he heard the children's sharp hip-hop.

The bearded and strong man stared at the least worried disciple: "Aisha, don't make trouble, we have a long way to go."

"I know the teacher." The young people casually.

Going closer, the chin of a group of six, including the bearded brawny man, was so shocked that his chin almost fell off... What did they see? Centaur? Or a large group of centaurs? !

The condemnations will not be frightened by the ugly and ugly Centaur, but is it really a problem if such a large group of Centaurs blatantly appear in the Cronin Kingdom or near the town? !

"His... Teacher, there are human races among the centaurs!!" The young people took a breath.

Bearded has no problem with vision, it goes without saying that he also saw... a Centaur walking out of the camp and facing them, riding a little **** his back!

The six condemnations are very silent, very silent...the strange situation in front of them...if there are more human races and fewer centaurs, they can still understand that the centaur can also be seen occasionally on the slave market of the human kingdom; but the centaur Mixed with the half of the human race and the two sides of their own pottery, the children of the human race can also ride on the back of the centaur, which is very challenging to common sense.

"We are entering the territory of the Cronin Kingdom, right? Teacher?" The female rider looked blankly at the bearded man.

Bearded: "..." Can he say that he also has the urge to pull out the map to see it?

Xaar, a forbidden demon race, couldn't tell the people in front of him as an adventurer disguised as a caster. After running, he stopped at a safe distance of about five meters and beckoned: "Hello, traveler, Our Centaur Express Brigade occupies more camp areas. If you don’t mind, can a few of you camp in the south?"

The condemnations: "..."

The female rider looked at the teacher anxiously, what is the courier brigade?

Bearded is not squinting, I know a ball!

Seeing that this group of people did not respond, Xaar's tone was softer, and they discussed it authentically: "There are many ride-hailing guests in our team, including some children, who will be noisy. The south side is a little farther from the water , But it will also be quieter. We will apologize for the dinner you have provided, and please bear with me."

The condemnations: "..."

It’s not that they don’t know how to be polite, or that they can’t tolerate noisyness, but that the scene in front of them and the words spoken by this centaur are too informative and challenging common sense...

Fortunately, Bearded has extensive experience and nerves, and after a few seconds of sluggishness, he quickly responded and responded politely: "Please don't worry, we are not picky about the place of the Centaur friends. "

"Thank you very much." Xaar nodded his head and turned to lead the way. "Please come here a few." Not forgetting to tell the child riding on his back, "Hold on, Little Rose, don't fall."

"Well, I won't fall!" The lively little Terran girl clutched tightly at the waist of the Purcell... mane.

Xaar brought the six "adventures" to a relatively biased ground in the camp. He trot away, and he soon brought two soldiers to help camp, and sent some soy flour to feed them... …

Um, soy bean powder, mixed with a little salt and sugar crystals, is a good thing for the Centaur warriors to add physical strength; soy flour crushed into powder after baking not only has the advantages of sufficient protein and high content of unsaturated fatty acids, but also the taste is quite Well, it's convenient to eat dry, wrap food, and drink with water.

Centaurs love to eat, mounts love to eat, and people love to eat.

The Centaurs enthusiastically helped to set up the tent and left, and the young Aisha couldn't help but put her fingers on the finely-looking, well-selling soy flour and put it in her mouth, then said to the female rider in surprise: "It's delicious. Sister, the centaurs are rich. How can such fine and good things be used to feed the horses?"

"You pig head... they are centaurs! Centaurs!" The female rider's mouth twitched.

"The same is true, the Centaur, the horse is not his own." The young man Aisha thought deeply, sloppy... put away the bag of soy flour, and did not intend to use it to feed the dragon.

"Something good, you have to grab the food from the mount!" the female rider shouted.

Aisha pretended not to hear and walked away with her hands behind her back.

After a while, the Centaurs fulfilled their promises and delivered the dinner. Aisha geniusly tears the scones (baked buns) given by the centaur into small pieces, wrapped in soy flour, and eats them.

The female rider watched him silently for a long time, and took out the soy flour that was going to be used to feed the mount and consumed it by himself...

At this moment, people from other circles are also Wang Jingze.

The scones shared by the centaur, the hot and sour powder with dried meat, and the appetizing pickles and salted eggs were very embarrassing. When the day darkened and a fire broke out in the camp, the beard saw that quite The polite half-person Marcel was climbed up and down by a dozen ethnic children, and was tired of taking care of him, so he called his disciples to help others.

This Aisha was good at, immediately took out the tools to amuse the children, and ran happily: "Little devil! See what this is!"

Take out a handkerchief and use magic to make the children magic...

"Thank you very much." Xaar was free from the bear child hell, and sincerely thanked him like a bearded man.

It's not that the centaurs like to take children and love to put them on their backs, but if they don't do this, these little guys running around on the ground are easy to step on...

"It should be our thanks, right? You have forgotten to thank you for your dinner, which is too unexpected." Bearded friendly.

The author has something to say: PS1: Britain built the first railway in 1825 after the Industrial Revolution, with a total length of 27KM.

The foundation of such a "pocket" railway is based on the invention and popularization of steam engines, and the annual domestic steel production in the UK reaches more than 10,000 tons...

If you don’t accumulate 10 or 20 years of railway engineering immediately after the journey, you are basically in YY.

PS2: Regarding travel issues, it was not until a few decades after the founding of New China, after the effectiveness of China’s infrastructure construction, reform and opening up, that was in the 1990s, that there was a wave of migrant workers working in the countryside, and in 2004, “migrant workers "this phrase.

Prior to this, the vast majority of people were basically within a hundred miles of their birth.

That kind of closed life is difficult for us post-80s and post-90s to understand.

Here can also be interspersed with a less interesting cold knowledge. After the emergence of farmers to work in the countryside, the suicide rate of rural women in our country has dropped significantly...

Many “why not eat meat emulsion” urban people may have a hard time understanding what it means for many rural women to be able to earn their own property by working in the city.

Two more nagging words:

How hard the peasants' lives are. The large number of sad and educated youth literature created by the educated youths who went to the mountains and went to the countryside in the last century can give a glimpse of the leopard. At the end of the trip to the countryside, they can return to the city, and countless times their peasants are still tied to the land.

When I was a kid, I saw a sentence in an literary magazine. The original sentence is not memorable. It probably means: "The educated youth has a bitter taste, so that it can be heard all over the world. It's numb, and no sound can be heard."

Before going to middle school, I spent the winter and summer vacations in the country every year. For the memories of that time, I can only remember one thing deeply: Baogu rice/coarse grain rice thieves are unpalatable, the dishes have no oil and water, and I feel hungry all day long.

So everyone can understand, why I will spare no effort to ridicule those who want to be idyllic since the first article...

If I weren’t a humble writer who changed my money for code words, and when there was a comment in the article that questioned fertilizers and pesticides, I would have rolled up my sleeves and scolded my mother... jpg]