Heart of the Castle

Chapter 370 Disguised on the road, the swamp troupe
According to Li Wei's idea, the dawn of the next day should be the time for them to embark on the return journey. However, after a night of carnival, not many people could get up early the next morning, and all of them fell asleep with their heads covered. Chiefs are no exception.

In fact, there are not many people who can go back to sleep in their huts. On the one hand, it is difficult for the huts of the Black Crow Tribe to squeeze all the aborigines who participated in the banquet; Where they ate and drank last night, spent the whole night under the sky.

Until noon, the only sober person Li Wei saw was the Crow Queen Siegfried. The little witch in black robe was sitting in front of her uniquely shaped house, humming in the cold morning wind. A song with a strange tune.Dozens of big crows flew and jumped around her, accompanying her with their hoarse calls.

"Good morning, Ms. Sigfield." Levi said, thinking of the words that the Black Crow Queen said last night with a strong sense of prophecy, his voice seemed a little weird.

But the little witch seemed to have never said anything before, and she glanced at him indifferently, "Oh, Chief Li Wei, good morning." Her voice was sweet enough, but also cold enough, just like the lake water last night. Not much, which made Li Wei shiver for no reason.

"I'm feeding these little darlings." The Black Crow Queen raised a wooden barrel in her hand and said, "But it's strange, why don't they seem to be very active?"

Li Wei poked his head over to take a look. The wooden barrel was full of finger-sized minced meat, mixed with a lot of kitchen waste from yesterday's dinner, soaked in blood.The little witch stretched out her white arm and grabbed a handful of bloody red meat, then threw it out.The big crows lazily called a few times to express their thanks, and some flew over to pick up a piece of meat, but most of them did not move.

"I think they may be full..." Li Wei said with some shame.He seemed a little too excited when he was feeding the crow last night, and in the end even he himself couldn't remember how much food he took out.

It seems that in the end, those crows can't fly, so I'm satisfied...

"Are you full?" The Black Crow Queen tilted her head in confusion, looking at the big crows that seemed to be leisurely and lazy. "It's really a bit like... hey, my little boy." She stretched out a finger and pointed at the head of a big crow that was closest to her, "Could it be that you violated my order last night and went to the banquet to steal food ?”

The big crow's head immediately shook from side to side, almost breaking its neck.The Black Crow Queen glanced at the other crows, and those black birds immediately shook their heads neatly, as if they were dancing some weird dance.

"That's strange, who fed you?" The question of the Black Crow Queen was not answered, because the big crows immediately stuffed their heads under their wings, making a rascal who said "I'm already fast asleep" look.

Li Wei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, changed the topic and said, "Ms. Higgfield, I think we should talk about when we will leave."

"It's time to talk." The Black Crow Queen nodded, and decided not to worry about feeding the crows anymore. "I'll send the darlings to wake up those drunks now."

Following the gesture of the Black Crow Queen, the big crows fluttered their wings and flew to the place where the chiefs of the swamp aboriginal tribes were sleeping, as if they were being pardoned.

The habit of the aborigines of the Rotten Swamp is to have a big sleep after the carnival, and even continue to eat and drink. It will take at least a few days before the normal order returns, but this time is different. The golden face of Flandara As soon as they ascended to the highest point of the sky, wild roars and orders resounded over the Black Crow Tribe.

"Get up, get up! Hiss, the Griffin tribe is still waiting for our help!"

"The group of lazy lizards can get up, there's no reason we werewolfs can't do it?"

Obviously, the loudest yells belonged to Li Wei's two acquaintances, the leader Gala of the Grayscale Tribe and the leader Worf of the Sharp Tooth Tribe.

Aboriginal tribes have no laws to speak of, and what maintains order is the prestige of the tribal leader. However, things that violate tribal traditions like this are often not well implemented.Fortunately, after the victory, the prestige of the tribal leaders reached a peak, and the aborigines had to suffer from the hangover, yawning, and getting up to work.

Babrupa's proposal is indeed worth a try, but it is also troublesome enough. The means of transportation for the natives of the swamp is their own legs, or--people with sufficient status--riding snakeskin beasts.But according to Babrupa's proposal, the means of transportation they need is a group of circus caravans, which is a difficult project for the aborigines.

There is no shortage of raw materials for making caravans. The aborigines dragged a large amount of animal skins and wood from their respective tribes, enough to build hundreds of cars.However, there are very few qualified carpenters, as can be seen from the shacks where the aborigines live. This is indeed a big problem.

This time, even Babrupa, who claimed to be a smart man, scratched his head. He drew the structural parts of the caravan on the straw paper provided by the aborigines, but there were very few people who could build these parts.There was even a lack of tools. The aborigines used all the metal they looted to make crude weapons and equipment. There was not even a single thing such as saws and planes.

Until night fell on the rotting swamp again, the work of making the caravan remained at the same place, and it cannot be said that the aborigines did not work hard, just by looking at the various shapes of waste piled up on the entire hill, you can tell that they I have done my best.

When Li Wei walked up the hill, he saw Babrupa sitting slumped among the pile of rubbish, with hot sweat streaming down his face, his dull eyes looking at the twinkling stars in the sky, as if he was thinking about something in pain.

"How is it? Are you tired today?" Li Wei picked up a piece of scrap wood, put it next to Babrupa, and sat down.

"Of course, Master Levy." Babrupa replied weakly, "I'm so tired that I don't even want to move a finger."

"Don't you even eat dinner?" Li Wei couldn't help laughing when he saw Babrupa shaking his head, and then put a basket made of red willow branches within his reach, opened it, and the grill The aroma spread immediately.

"You are simply an angel sent by the benevolent Father God! Master Levi!" Although Babrupa was tired enough to resist the temptation of imaginary food, when the delicious food was already in front of him, his appetite Immediately, he overcame his fatigue effortlessly.Humpty Humpty got up quickly, and impatiently inserted his hand into the heart of the basket.

In the next few minutes, Li Wei could only stare dumbfounded at the dumpy man who said he was not hungry at all showing his inhuman appetite.Babrupa gulped down everything including mutton pies, roasted turnips, and everything else, and even a broken red willow branch was caught in the mouth that kept opening and closing, until finally Levi didn't Watch him spit it out.

After the almost barbaric meal was over, Babrupa looked at the empty basket with unsatisfied interest, smacked his lips a few times and said, "The scriptures are so true, the laborers must eat. After working for a long time, it is true that everything you eat is delicious." It's so sweet. Mrs. Li Wei, did you just bring some wine to moisten your throat?" His greedy eyes glanced at Li Wei's hands, and he saw a full animal skin wine bag.

"This wine is not as good as last night's." Li Wei handed the wine bag to Babrupa and explained, "The inventory of the Black Crow Tribe has been emptied by the carnival that night."

"It's good to have something to drink." Babrupa impatiently took the wine bag and poured it into his mouth. He drank very anxiously, and the red wine flowed down from his fat lips. "It's actually not bad, although compared with last night's, it's just distiller's lees." After drinking half a bag in one breath, he wiped his mouth and commented, "When I was traveling around, I've had wine that's worse than this." Much worse things... Hey, Master Levy, we pious priests are so able to endure hunger and hunger just to spread the glory of the gods."

Li Wei glanced suspiciously at the basket eaten by the starving man, and chose to ignore his words. "How is the craftsmanship of the aborigines? How long will it take to get the first convoy together?" asked the young lord, while looking at the scraps all over the mountains and plains.

"Father!" Babrupa answered with a wail, and then cracklingly complained, "I have never seen such hopeless workmanship of theirs, it is a disaster, their hands and The head is only suitable for chopping firewood and digging the ground, and it is completely unqualified to make anything." He took out a large handful of blueprints from his arms and shook them towards Li Wei, "With these things, and I, a smart person, will guide you on the spot. It’s just a group of goblins, after working for half a day, they can still get some results, right?”

Li Wei shrugged his shoulders, "Unfortunately, there are no goblins here."

"I'm just making such an analogy!" Babrupa said angrily, "Master Li Wei, you don't really want to find a group of goblins."

"Of course, of course." Li Wei hurriedly comforted him and said, "I was just joking."

"These aborigines don't know what craft is. It may take a few months to teach these guys who have no concept at all. At that time, I am afraid that the territory will no longer need reinforcements." Babrupa complained a little discouraged. Say, "My idea seems to be a failure."

"It's not a failure. Didn't the Black Crow Queen say that she saw the flag of the aborigines flying above the flag of the Griffon? I think your idea will definitely succeed." Li Wei didn't seem anxious, but opened his mouth Here comes Brupa.

"The Black Crow Queen's words may not be accurate." Babrupa grinned and replied, "Fate is a wonderful thing, Master Li Wei, maybe you don't know, the Red Moon Goddess Mata who holds the priesthood of Fate has Individually, they are called elusive ones. Believe in prophecy, it is better to believe that a whole caravan can fall from the sky!"

"Then, clever Babrupa, can you think of another way?" Levi spread his hands and said.

"Praise the omniscient Merkativo." Babrupa shook his head and said, "Master Levy, I think the problem that prevents me, a smart person, from using my brain should be that my stomach is not full, let alone drink feet, so the head is bewildered and helpless."

"If I'm not mistaken, didn't you have a meal just now?" Li Wei asked in surprise with his hand on his forehead.

"Of course, thank you very much, Master Li Wei, thank you so much for the things you sent. Now I have the strength to go down and have a real meal." After finishing speaking, Babrupa waved goodbye to Li Wei , and then walked towards the tribal shack below the hill.

"This is really...remarkable..." Li Wei muttered with a wry smile looking at his back, and then cast his thoughtful eyes into the distance. "A whole caravan falling from the sky? That's a good idea."

The matter that was bothering everyone was resolved the next morning, and to many people's surprise, the person who resolved this matter was actually Bau, the rudest of all the aboriginal leaders.

The leader of the werewolf was extremely brave in battle and could be called a good fighter, but when it was his turn to do construction, if he got involved, he would mess everything up.This is something that all the tribal leaders who are familiar with him know very well, so everyone unanimously agreed to send him away. The excuse is to be responsible for patrolling and guarding to protect the safety of the tribe.

Bau has a rude personality, but this does not mean that he is stupid than ordinary people. On the contrary, he has a wolf-like intuition for many things.The Rotten Swamp has never needed any patrols, let alone the Crow Horde.Because aboriginal tribes, large and small, are far from the usual safe trails and unknown to humans.This is also the basis for the survival of the aborigines of the Rotten Swamp, and Bau knows this as well as any tribal leader.

The so-called patrol alert was actually just a good excuse to drive this "destruction wolf" as far away as possible.

With such an idea in mind, Bawu wandered around the swamp with his beloved multi-headed flail, surrounded by subordinates who were also named "destruction wolves". The camp of the Fleshflesh tribe is also the worst of the three werewolf tribes.

What he didn't expect at all was that not long after he left the Black Crow Tribe, there was a creaking sound coming from the front, and the sharp hearing unique to the wolf head made Bawu wake up from his laziness immediately, and hurriedly waved his hand to signal to everyone Everyone bowed down.

They didn't have to wait long before a caravan came into view. This caravan looked very new, and there were quite a few people accompanying it, but Bawu found that most of those people were unarmed, and they didn't wear swords, bows, crossbows, etc. stuff.

"These idiots don't think the Rotten Swamp is a tourist attraction, do they?" Bau couldn't help but spat on the ground, and then ordered in a low voice, "Boys, get ready! Give him a vote!"

"Hey, boss, didn't we sign a covenant with Li Wei, the leader of the Griffon tribe? Wouldn't it be good if we robbed again?" A wolf-headed man who seemed to be somewhat sensible asked a little strangely.

"It is the Griffin tribe who signed the covenant with us, and these people don't hold the banner of Griffin." Bawu rolled his eyes, "But you are right, Chief Li Wei really doesn't want us to continue to attack humans...then , let’s just grab the car and not kill people.”

Now no one raised any objections. In fact, in the minds of most Wolfheads, this group of convoys was tailor-made for their plan, and it would be a pity for fate not to snatch them.

The convoy stepped into the area where the werewolves were ambushing without vigilance. The leader of Bau narrowed his eyes, calculating the speed of the convoy and the best time for the raid.When the two caravans at the head of the convoy passed in front of him, he suddenly stood up from the red willow bushes, threw his head back, and howled to the sky, followed by terrific wolves howling one after another, and the wolf-headed man of the Flesh Cracking tribe screaming strangely Then rush out from the ambush.

The wolf heads originally thought that this would be a difficult fight, because the leader of Bau had made it clear that no one could be killed in this robbery.But what made them a little surprised, and a little funny, was that when their figures just appeared behind the red willow bushes, those humans uttered a panicked cry, and then threw down the car and fled in all directions.

The robbery went so smoothly that it was unimaginable, but seeing so many caravans and animals pulling the carts, the leader of Bau immediately put all his doubts behind him.He ordered his werewolves to drive the animals and bring the caravans back to the tribe, which he thought would be another difficult task.Because the smell of werewolves can drive many human-raised livestock crazy, even well-trained war horses will cringe.Unexpectedly, the animals pulling the cart were surprisingly docile, and they showed no fear of the werewolf man, and obediently pulled the caravan towards the tribal camp.

When the convoy slowly drove into the Black Crow Tribe, the whole tribe was completely shocked.Countless aborigines gathered around, talking about these caravans and the animals pulling them, and at the same time praising the good luck of the leader of Bau.Bau, who became the focus of everyone's attention, didn't even feel embarrassed at all. Those eyes full of envy, surprise and a little jealousy could only make this face-saving werewolf more elated.

Babrupa, who is in charge of instructing the aboriginal craftsmen, may be the most lost person. He stands alone on the hill, surrounded by a few wooden parts that are still useless but have made great progress.Obviously, during this period of time, his teaching with all his strength still played a certain role.

"Did the caravan really fall from the sky? What is the purpose of my efforts!" He tugged at his hair in disbelief, his eyes were about to roll out of their sockets, "Benevolent Father God! I am Shouldn't I immediately kneel down under the skirt of Goddess Mata and ask her to bless another beauty who fell from the sky and fell in love with me?"

(End of this chapter)