My Magic Age

The Nibru Spider Legion retreated from the battlefield of the Sun's Wrath Bridge, and the holy land of the natives, the Thorn Crater, was saved.

After the war, the Construct Knights repaired the camp at the Sun's Wrath Bridge. Although the corpses on the battlefield had been cleared, the dilapidated scene still remained. Large areas of spider camps were set on fire by the natives, and spider nests and dead trees turned to ashes in the fire, leaving behind large areas of charred wood forests.

There was a burnt smell in the air, and the battlefield was full of charcoal ash and cracks. Countless sturdy giant trees have now turned into bare black charcoal pillars, just like walking into the stone formation of ancient ruins.

The Battle of the Sun's Wrath Bridge was won, and the native warriors who came from all directions to support left the Sun's Wrath Bridge one after another.

They set off to return to their respective tribes.

Although countless native warriors turned into white silk cocoons in this battle, they defended the holy land in the Thorn Crater.

The native warriors who were preparing to go home looked at the devastated forest, with a hint of sadness on their faces. I don't know how many native warriors were buried on this battlefield.

For these native warriors, their journey home will also be full of dangers. Giant spiders are everywhere in the southern forest.

If the native warriors want to return to the tribe, they must defeat the giant spiders hidden in the dense forest along the way.

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A group of knights gathered at the water trough next to the animal pen outside the camp to wash the war horses.

This animal pen that can enclose 5,000 war horses and 5,000 mules was built by nearly a thousand Yelo natives. The animal pen is surrounded by some round logs as thick as adult legs, about two meters high, with both ends of the wood sharpened by axes and one end buried in the soft soil.

There is a drainage trough on the left side of the animal pen, with horizontal wooden boards standing on the trough. Every ten meters on the horizontal board, there is a "water gathering spell" rune board. Clear water is constantly condensed in front of the rune board and flows into the trough along the water leak.

On the right side of the animal pen is a row of troughs filled with fresh alfalfa and bean feed. Feeding only green grass cannot maintain the physical strength of the warhorse.

The sweat and blood stains on the black-scaled horses are stuck together, and it is very difficult for the knights to clean them.

In addition to the warhorses, there are piles of armor and leather saddles that need to be washed.

The saddle cover is easy to deal with. After washing, just hang it in the woods to dry. The armor on the warhorse is not so easy to deal with. Not only do you need to wash it in time, but you also need to wipe the armor dry after washing, and wipe the grease on the armor plate. Applying grease is very important to prevent the armor from rusting.

These knights also participated in the defense of the Sun's Wrath Bridge. They used the standard military crossbows on their backs and the orcs to defend the Sun's Wrath Bridge together with the orcs.

In addition to washing the warhorses and armor, the knights are also responsible for cooking and feeding the horses.

The marching rations distributed by the North Wind Legion are very convenient now. Just set up a few large iron pots and throw the meat floss bricks into the boiling water pot. You can get delicious broth without boiling. The broth is paired with toasted wheat cakes and canned luncheon meat. Regardless of the taste of the marching rations, this is almost the most luxurious marching ration in the Green Empire.

As for feeding horses, many clearings in the forest grow alfalfa and ferns. The soil in this forest is fertile and the rainfall is abundant, which is very suitable for the growth of ferns. It takes almost no effort to get abundant grass. The knights and squires need to chop the grass into small pieces and mix some broad beans into the grass. These black-scaled war horses are very picky about grass. They will also use their mouths to push the green grass aside and eat the beans at the bottom of the trough.

At this time, a group of native warriors gathered outside the stable. They were drooling at the broad beans in the trough. Although no natives put their hands into the trough, many of them were carefully using their toes to push away the weeds on the ground around the stable, looking for broad beans that had fallen on the grass.

When the knights' followers carried bags of broad beans, some broad beans inevitably spilled from the mouth of the bags. These broad beans fell on the grass outside the stable and became the delicacy that the natives had been looking for.

Finally, someone in the camp of the Constructed Knights couldn't stand it anymore and exchanged his merits for a bag of broad beans from the clerk of the quartermaster.

The Constructed Knight strode out of the camp carrying a linen bag.

He came to the front of these native warriors, put the linen bag in his hand on the ground, and pulled open the linen bag, revealing the broad beans with plump seeds.

The constructed knight waved to the native warriors around the animal pen, grabbed a handful of broad beans, stuffed them directly into the arms of the native warriors, and walked over calmly in the surprised eyes of the native warriors, distributing the broad beans in the bag to other native warriors next to the animal pen.

Some native warriors couldn't wait to run to the side, and they happily ate the broad beans in their arms with relish, biting the broad beans with a squeak. Some native warriors carefully put the broad beans close to their bodies and didn't plan to eat them immediately.

Because it was with the help of this group of natives that the stable was successfully built before, so for the knights of the constructed knights, they always felt that they owed this group of native warriors something. At this time, someone thought that giving the native warriors broad beans was a very good idea.

As long as there is one person who takes the lead in doing this kind of thing, others will follow suit immediately. The knights distributed broad beans to those native warriors, which immediately attracted more natives.

Many indigenous people understand the most basic rules of trading. While accepting the beans, some indigenous people will also put some small wooden boxes into the hands of the knights. This directly leads to the construct knights after dividing a bag of beans. There will be some miscellaneous things inside, some of which are crude ornaments worn by indigenous people, or a bone knife with a wooden handle, a wooden box that smells of mint and camphor, a dark stone, and a beast. teeth and so on.

Most of them are small, worthless objects, but they have a strong indigenous style of Hierro. The most valuable thing is the small wooden box taken out by the indigenous people. Most of the wooden boxes contain some ointments. The indigenous people There are almost only two kinds of ointments in people's hands. One is an insect repellent ointment to prevent the bites of poisonous insects, mosquitoes and ants, and the other is an antidote prepared for various poisonous miasma in the dense forest. No matter which one, for the knights, They are all the most practical things.

You can exchange some fodder for horses for precious ointment, which is an unexpected surprise for the construct knight.

…

In the barbarian slave camp.

There were three hundred large wooden boxes placed in front of the main camp tent. The lids of these wooden boxes were all opened one after another. The boxes were filled with hard leather armor, black iron spear points, standard military crossbows, fine iron arrow clusters, etc. Military supplies, I promised to give these military supplies to the indigenous warriors guarding the Bridge of Sunfury.

Dozens of barbarian slaves were guarding beside the wooden box. Justus stood aside with his hands on his shoulders. He was still in a semi-demon state, wearing a set of magic-patterned leather armor, and his exposed skin was covered with Blue scales, the skin exudes a light blue glow, and a white bone sword stretches out from the arm, which looks crystal clear.

With a coquettish smile on his face, he said to me: "Jijia, you are really generous enough to these indigenous people!"

Justice didn't hear me talking about the deal with the Ancient War Tree. He reminded me: "The weapons and equipment of two standard infantry regiments of 1,500 people were generously given away to allow these indigenous people to If you have a well-equipped army, you won’t worry that the Duke of Samoyed will jump up and scold you if he finds out about it in the future?”

For the Duke of Samoyed, he certainly does not want the natives of the Hierro plane to become stronger little by little.

The Duke of Samoyed's strategy in managing the Hierro plane is to continuously squeeze the living space of these Hierro natives, making their living circle smaller and smaller, and finally turn them into an insignificant small tribe.

I walked beside these large wooden boxes, inspecting the armament materials inside, and said to Justus with a smile: "How is it possible! The Duke of Samoyed signed the equality treaty for the indigenous people of the Hierro plane, and he issued a He must always acknowledge the law.”

I also have a legal document signed by the Duke of Samoyed hidden in my arms, so I feel confident in what I say.

Justus frowned slightly, and when he grinned, he revealed a mouth full of sharp fangs, which looked a bit scary.

However, he immediately realized that his image was not very good, so he transformed his body into a human form and regained his handsome appearance. He hung the stubble on his chin with one hand and said to me: "That being said, but who We also don’t want foreigners with unstable elements to be adjacent to our territory.”

Justus has many thoughts, which are full of various distrusts of the rulers of the plane. This may be related to his origin on the island of Vashchiduna. On the independent islands of Vashchi, each island is Privately speaking, the island owners are just small lords. They are no different from the Dukes of Samoyed - they are all lords.

I sighed and said to Justus: "Anyway, our biggest enemy in the Hierro plane now is the Nibru Spider-Man. At least we have to drive them out of Hierro before we can talk about anything else. "

"That's true." Justus followed me and took out a brand new Roman dagger wrapped in oil paper from a wooden box. He held the long sword in his hand and waved it twice casually. , and then said.

I closed the lid of a large wooden box, and the heavy wooden lid made a dull sound, and said to Justus: "Let's go, help me deliver these weapons and equipment to those on the Bridge of Sunwrath." Aboriginal warriors, I’m not giving them away for free, they will trade with me for some magic herbs.”

Justice did not hesitate and said readily: "Okay!"

After saying that, he waved to the barbarian slaves behind him and ordered them to pick up these large wooden boxes and follow me towards the Bridge of Sunfury.

When I returned from the Bridge of Sunwrath, twenty large wooden boxes were filled with various magical herbs, which was a very good deal.

On the way back, I kept thinking about how to send it to the imperial capital. With these magic herbs, we can probably prepare a batch of healing potions. Although we have no reliance on healing potions for the time being, this kind of Who would be afraid of too much of a life-saving treatment?

I think there must be more abundant magical herbs in the Crater of Thorns. The Ancient War Tree at the Bridge of Sunfury has no plans to trade herbs for weapons and equipment for the time being. It seems that we have to find other ways.

Maybe I should take this opportunity to return to the imperial capital and bring the magic pattern structures of the knights of the North Wind Military Diagram to the imperial capital for repair. These magic herbs are also brought back to the imperial capital.

I have to discuss this matter with Count Desmond and try to bring more magic pattern constructs this time. Otherwise, I will only take away one magic pattern construct of the Knights at a time. I want to bring all the magic pattern constructs. If the knights take a round, they will need to return to the imperial capital at least ten times. It is estimated that before I can repair all the magic pattern structures, some of the magic pattern structures of the knights will be scrapped directly.

That's the worst.

…

Before I could find Earl Desmond, Kalantso returned to the camp from the dense forest with more than a hundred orc warriors looking exhausted.

Seeing that they were covered in black and purple plasma, this group of orc warriors seemed to have fallen into a huge pool of blood. After this group of orc warriors returned to the camp, they had almost exhausted all their physical strength, and one by one they fell from the horse. He fell down on his back and lay on the soft soil, refusing to move again.

I have never seen Kalantso so exhausted before. She was almost lying on the horse and was carried back by the horse.

The cloth strip on the hilt of her double-edged sword was tied tightly to her wrist, and the tip of the sword was dragged on the ground. She dragged the double-edged sword back from the battlefield with a clatter. Kalancso was riding a war horse with black and purple blood constantly dripping from her body. She closed her eyes as if she was asleep.

Deborah followed closely behind her. The harpy's body was still faintly flashing with the magic patterns of the succubus. Those magic patterns on her body were like clusters of burning flames.

At first I thought she was seriously injured. When I walked over, she suddenly opened her eyes, glanced at me, and then quickly looked around at the orc construct warriors lying on the grass, staring at Deborah. Question: "Are they all back?"

Deborah fell from the air and stood in front of Karacuo and nodded repeatedly.

Karacuo sat up directly from the horse. Her face was covered with black and purple blood. She jumped off the horse and walked straight to the orc warrior lying on the grass. She kicked an orc warrior in the face. On his lap, he yelled: "You bastards, get up, no one is allowed to sleep!"

At this time, the tauren Luka strode over from a distance. Regardless of the smelly black blood on these orc warriors, he called to the barbarian slaves behind him, and everyone was busy removing the structures from the orc warriors. The armor was untied, and the tauren warrior kept rubbing the orc warrior's almost convulsing hands and feet with his big hands.

Justus knew what to do at this time and quickly joined the rescue team. While massaging the arm of an orc warrior, he raised his head and said to Kalantso: "What kind of battle have you experienced? It is really rare for an orc warrior who is known for his endurance to be so exhausted that his whole body is in convulsions..."