Take Taobao with you to another world

Chapter 295 Flowing Destiny

It is the healers of mankind who have won.

The orcs who watched the competition were not surprised by the result. Even though the healer was so young, he had the power to persuade people in silence, not to mention that since Sacher had such a craftsman, now It is only natural that there are more highly skilled healers - they already have a very outstanding human pharmacist.The orcs who participated in the Musa Conference also saw the uniqueness of those human wound healing methods and medicines, but they experienced too many miracles in that land, which was not particularly eye-catching.

The loser has to pay the price, and the human healers demanded that the witch doctor in Kanlar be their servant during this time, but the witch doctor would rather die than accept such insult.

The werewolf with full body weapon took off his saber and threw it in front of the witch doctor, the scabbard sank three parts into the ground.

He sneered and said, "Then, go to hell."

The witch doctor stood there looking at the sword, his eyes were angry and shocked, his finger pointing at the werewolf trembled until his whole body began to tremble, the werewolf stepped forward slowly, his eyes were cruel and ruthless, the Nawen patriarch wanted to Intervening, the human doctor stretched out a hand to block the guard.There was no anger on his face, and his voice was not high. He said, "From today onwards, except for the warriors and apprentices selected to go to Sacher, we will no longer treat any tribe members."

Then he turned and went back to the wooden house, leaving behind the helpless and annoyed Naruen patriarch, the startled Kanlar werewolf, and the foreign orcs who began to laugh loudly.

The patriarch of Kanlar looked at his witch doctor and her two disciples hidden in the crowd, and then heaved a long sigh.He doesn't have to think about how to reprimand her or persuade her to accept these outsiders who don't respect her. After today, her authority will decline like a wounded bird. As long as Sachel's covenant with humans continues, her punishment will be the same. Will continue, whether from him or from within the tribe.

After the competition, the orcs who were waiting in front of the wooden house, expecting to be selected and taken away by Sachel's messenger, gathered here like a colony of ants. The two or three people who are related to each other, after various careful inspections, most of the people who finally left the wooden house were happy and disturbed, and a very small number of people looked gloomy. The envoys of Sacher followed the rules they set, Pick out the people they need.And their rules are very tolerant, sometimes extremely strict, there are very few orcs who are not selected, and they seem to have no similarities, some of them are strong, some are thin, some are smart, some are stupid, probably only the unselected Anger is the same.

The rage was never seen again after the fool who had harassed the Sacher messenger one night had his limbs and joints ripped off and thrown in front of the camp, only to be reattached at sunset.

Kanlar's recruitment went smoothly, and other directions didn't even have to go through such twists and turns.The team sent by Sacher split into three teams in different directions. The other two teams did not have such outstanding healers. With selfless help, they don't have to show their dignity anymore. Everything that was legendary at the Musa Conference has spread across the land like wildfire with the returning team.The envoys heading west only stopped for a while at each tribe on the circuit road, and they were very picky about the candidates sent to them by the other party. In fact, they almost always came, and then bought part of the food and Drink water and leave - this form of payment is hugely popular.

They have to go to the farthest tribe, and they will bring all the orcs they choose on the return journey. While waiting for them to return, many tribes are also actively preparing their own teams, bringing items that are considered valuable To trade with Sasheer, some tribes can't wait to go with the messenger team and have already started to set off.The leader of the Eagle Clan, Ray, met such a team on his way back to the imperial capital.

The two groups of people who met in the wilderness were on guard against each other. This kind of vigilance was out of caution. Neither side had any intention of delaying the trip for the other for any reason. The leader of the lynx on the opposite side did not notice the eyes above the sky and came face to face. There were not many people in the team, but the appearance of the eagle clan was indeed rare, and everyone was capable and well-equipped with weapons, but they brought their belongings, cattle and horses, and they were all burdened.

They kept a distance and walked staggered. When they approached, Rey of the Eagle Clan said, "Sporty warriors, are you going to Sacher's territory?"

"Where did you come from?"

"Yes," Ray said, "we've just left, and it's an amazing place."

Both teams pause, and then the two leaders start talking from a distance.

The lynx leader wants to confirm whether Sacher's market is still open as they promised, and whether the rare commodities such as weapons have changed, and use this to test the purpose of the eagle people.The tribes going to the Musa Conference left together, no more than two days at the latest. When they were leaving, it was said that Sacher's messenger hit a very huge wind eagle with their weapons.

The Eagles belonged to the north and belonged to the orc nobles. Although they were said to have not participated in the last war, their appearance still gave people a bad feeling.

"As we left, the unseen weapons and other wonderful and wonderful objects were still being added to that great and bright hall," said Rey. They swap back."

The lynx leader scanned their ranks with his yellow eyes. "It seems that you have gained a lot."

"No, we only took this." Rey pulled out a long sword with a black sheath on his side by the width of a palm, and the flawless blade reflected cold light in the sun.

"Is it enough?"

"Enough," Ray said.

Then they blessed each other's journey and went their separate ways.

"Let's take the news back," one of the Eagles asked behind Rey's back. "How will the big guys react?"

"Who knows." The little Steele muttered, his wounds were also treated with medicine from humans, which was much better than what they brought themselves, Al was even able to fly, "their thoughts are always different from ours. Same."

"If Sachel could show a little more respect to Lacerda..." another Eagle said.

"They wouldn't do that," Ray said, "None of them would."

Scar Nightmare is so proud, and many people think he has such a proud strength, respect comes from the recognition and awe of power, in the war, the Senate failed to show this kind of power, but they have not done their best, but Sachel doesn't seem to have either.Where they had left, Sasheer had shown them enough, but the real power, the deadly power, was still hidden behind the mountains, and the werewolves would not show it to them, and they could not pry into it.

"If there is another war, can Sacher still win?" Another subordinate asked.

"Yes." Rey replied without hesitation.

"Because of those humans?"

"Sacher changed to become stronger, and indeed became stronger because of it." Rey said, "The Senate will not change easily. They can still bear the consequences of losing a war, but Sacher may not be able to."

"Will the alliance between Sasheer and humans last long?"

"It will last for a long time." Rey said that werewolves and humans are in the same room, or walking side by side does not necessarily mean anything, but they can work together under the scorching sun without coercion, and cooperate with each other. That's unheard of.

"If the flames of war are rekindled, can we still refuse to join?"

"We have to bring what we have learned from this trip back to the tribe, and let someone with more wisdom and strength decide this matter." Rey said, "If both parties can't compromise with each other, then we can't do much."

Then he stopped talking and led the team to continue on the long road ahead.

Among Sacher's emissary teams, only a very small team was sent to the mountains, forests and seaside.The oath of the two brother tribes of Sahir and Sahir was so grand, but the group of exiled humans, to be precise, was the "Far East magician" who descended from the sky, making this relationship unknowingly and extremely fast The land was replaced by more direct interests-but who can refuse those conditions, as long as he has a little hope for the future of himself and the tribe?

Some of the group of people that Braland took away came back. They were elated and beaming, and they preached that the various deeds of the Riverside Tribe were more sincere and enthusiastic than Sahir himself, and the quantity and quality of salt produced by Sahir this year have greatly improved. All benefited from the human beings who had been driven away by them and returned. This fact has long been known among the surrounding tribes. Those humans lived on the coast, with complete weapons and strong bodies, and they have formed a well-ordered small settlement. .These two groups of people can provide any help that Sahel's small team needs, but in fact, such a small number of people are enough to fulfill their responsibilities, because the forest tribes outside Sahel are very serious about Sahel's actions. The trust and yearning are simply astonishing.

They soon sent the strongest and wisest children, along with furs, gems, and all kinds of mountain treasures, almost all good things they could come up with, and the messengers accepted it and gave it back to They have weapons, medicines, and steel coins, an exchange that satisfies both parties.After a few days of busy work, they gathered a larger team than they had participated in the Musa Conference. As long as they passed through the volcanic mountains, those huge boats passing through the big river would carry them to complete the next journey.

Sahir's patriarch stood on the mountain, watching the team under his feet meandering through the forest like a huge long snake.Most of the team consisted of underage orcs. Girls accounted for a considerable part of them. Many of them were really leaving the tribe for the first time. Their young faces were full of anxiety and expectation, and their steps were uneven, looking around. , while the warriors of their clan walked on the outside of the team, armed with weapons and torches next to their luggage, urging them from time to time.

Sahir's patriarch cast his gaze forward. The figure of the leading black-haired man was already covered by forest leaves. He looked further away, beyond the back of the dense forest, beyond the fuzzy peak of the volcano, and the clouds above the mountain peak.

Under the clouds, above the land, in the west, in the grassy land to the north, two teams larger than this spread like dark water. On the way, many small teams converged on them, or advanced alone— — toward the same destination.

Everything in the settlement and Sacher's original place is still operating as usual.

The training effect of those former youth soldiers in the barracks, due to the existence of another control team, has improved to the level of "barely able to understand human speech".No matter what kind of situation they are in, it is always the nature of teenagers not to admit defeat. After another round of competition, the sweaty orc teenagers showed triumphant smiles to the exhausted students, and their instructors, those who were not Frowning announced a message to the expressionless humans.

"You can start the next step."

The training did not increase, in fact, it lightened a little bit, because they had to save what little energy they had left until the evening, for the "course".

Those humans began to teach them language and writing.

This change made the orc teenagers feel a little overwhelmed. The orc empire valued the power of the body more. This is the most direct and reliable guarantee for survival, and nothing else can replace it.The tribal alliance has not crossed the most critical obstacles, such as the power of the Senate of the imperial capital, their writing is not sound, and only a very small number of privileged people will use it-this is no different in the real human land .When they came to this land, when they were still captives, they had passively learned a lot of human vocabulary, otherwise it would be difficult for them to piece together a suitable name for those strange things, and they could feel that this place belongs to the real civilization power, but before that they hardly ever imagined that they could understand it, or even enter into it.

"You won't stay here for too long." The instructor said to the orc teenagers sitting around the long table. The cafeteria has doubled as a classroom, cleaned by the teenagers themselves, brightly lit, and divided into areas. The instructors walked back and forth among them, letting the voice reach everyone's ears, "We will train you for a period of time, and then you will go through different tests, and the results will determine where you go."

"This is not the beginning of another life of slavery," another instructor said to his team. "You know very well why we don't consider you as a candidate for fighters."