Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 176 Chapter Hound Tavern

The so-called camping point is to make a circle of logs on the open space next to the road. The most important thing in the open space is to dig deep wells, so that the caravans and passengers can have a safe and clean water source. The first two camps were empty, the leaves were dusty, and Uncle Oske was just taking a break, feeding them oats and water, and after a decade, they got back on the road.

At the third camping point, there were crowds of people, and hundreds of people stopped there to rest. The soldiers dressed up by the garrisons came over and asked each other, only to know that this was a labor camp from Charnyal County to Bailu City. There were 500 people, and more than 10 carriages filled with logistics and heavy materials. A garrison squadron is responsible for the custody. The difference between Claude and the long-distance carriage is that the labor camp relies on two legs. They have been on the road for nearly ten days, and it is estimated that it will take two days to reach White Lucheng.

Claude found that the servants of the labor service did not seem to be as tragic as he had imagined. Although the clothes on his body were old, they were not broken, and they looked good and they were obviously enough to fill the stomach. Although the garrison soldiers sneaked a few times, did not come on the crowd, but also not far from the crowd to discuss the coach of Uncle Oske, and even say something unspeakable.

The garrison squad leader heard that Uncle Oske and Claude had to continue on their way, looked up at the sky and shook their heads, thinking that it would be best to stay with them for a night to keep them safe. Because they stopped at the first camping spot on the other side of the town from Hessen in the morning, they heard the roar of the wolves. It will start to be dark in the sky. It has been more than five o'clock. It takes at least two or three hours from here to Hessen Town. It is not a good idea to stay in the Black Forest.

However, Uncle Oske and Claude decided to continue on their way. For Claude, seven or eight wolves were not enough threats, that is, they did not need to bow the shotgun, and he was sure to destroy the wolves. Uncle Oske thinks that it is more dangerous to camp with the labor camp. He is not afraid of his own life safety, but he is worried that the refugees in the labor camp will steal things. They will not be clear the next day. They are delayed.

After returning to the road, Claude was puzzled: "Uncle Oske, isn’t it that the labor camp is very strict? I see those soldiers who are defensive, they are loose, and even the police are not doing well. It seems to be very laissez-faire to these people. a feeling of……"

"This is a misdemeanor battalion. The servants inside are not thieves who are arrested for fighting. They also sentenced to three to five years of hard work. They are not so strict, because these servants know how many In the year, I went out. On the contrary, if I ran away, it would aggravate the crime. It was not economical to escape a sentence of ten years. I just insisted on the road and didn't want to stay with them for the night. When we fell asleep, we lost our carriages and tomorrow only I can recognize myself badly..."

Originally, there were also misdemeanor and felony points in the labor camp. Crowd understood it. Uncle Oske said that the laborers who would run away were basically heavy sin camps. They were sentenced to ten years and twenty years of hard work, so escape is the only option. Anyway, being caught back is the same result. More important.

The first two camping sites were safe and the second camping site was the last resting place on the national road in the Black Forest. It was more than an hour away from Hessen. It is estimated that it is about seven o'clock, and the night is dark, especially in the forest. It is very sinister and depressed. The two horse-drawn horses are a little restless in the camp. Uncle Oske is in the well. The two horses also drank a few mouthfuls and stopped drinking...

Uncle Oske took the initiative and said to Claude, who was standing guard at the entrance to the camp, "Get on the bus, we will leave immediately, and we will not rest here."

Sure enough, just after leaving the camping point, there was a scream of wolves coming from behind. Crowder stood up and looked back, but did not see a wolf tracking the carriage.

"We left early, the horses have already run, and the wolves are smart. If you don't know, you won't chase them..." Uncle Oske said, "It's okay. After running this road, I will go to Hessen." In the town's hound pub, you can have a good meal. The roast rabbit is famous for its delicious food, especially the belly is stuffed with fresh mushrooms and then grilled on the fire rack. The meat is absorbed by the mushrooms, and the mouth is full. Oil, very delicious..."

When arriving at Hessen Town, it was nearly nine o'clock in the evening. Unlike Bailu City, there was a long stone wall outside the town of Hessen, which was covered with moss and looked very old. Several garrison soldiers guarding the gate of the wall simply asked Uncle Oske a few words. They heard that they had come from the Black Forest National Road overnight and asked if they had met the wolves. Then they opened the door and let the carriage enter the town.

Uncle Oske is familiar with Hessen Town because he has to pass through Hessen Town every time he escorts guests. He was very familiar with the carriage and quickly arrived at the hound pub, handed the carriage to the groom and the servant in the pub, and joked with them loudly, and took Crowder into the pub hall.

Time is a bit late, but the pub hall is very lively, and there are ten guests sitting there drinking and chatting. There were four or five people in the corner of the hall playing cards around the table. Claude listened and found that they were gambling, but the stakes were not big, and one or two Sunars each time.

Several guests in the hall knew Uncle Oske. He came to the counter all the way to hell: "Old Peter, give me a big room, then give me something delicious, roast rabbit or not?"

The owner of the Hound Tavern is a white-haired old man who is very thin and has a black round frame of reading glasses on his nose. He looked at Uncle Oaks and Claude: "Where are you going? Oaks, the room is there, the roast hare doesn't know if there is any, I have to go to the stove to see."

"Cafelezite." Uncle Oaks patted the shoulder next to Claude: "This little guy received a recruitment order from the Blue Feather Legion. I have to send him to report there."

Old Peter pushed the glasses on his nose and looked at Claude: "Poor little guy, just just getting grown up, just run so far to be a soldier. You go there and sit, I go. Eat for you."

"Hey, old Peter, I just forgot, you told the groom, give me two horses to feed three eggs, hit the oats and black beans, and they will run long distance tomorrow." Uncle Oske stopped Old Peter, old Peter listened and nodded and went to the kitchen behind.

After a short time, Old Peter personally came to the white bread, rye, potato goulash, fried bacon and other dishes, the middle is a roasting rabbit.

Claude is a bit strange: "Uncle Oske, is there a maid in this pub? I have to go to the boss to serve myself..."

Uncle Oske laughed: "This will be the time for the maid to earn money. You will know when you are there. If you want to find a company in the evening, as long as you have three rias..."

It didn't take a while, Claude immediately knew what time the maid was making money, and a maid came down from the stairs leading to the second floor room with flushing. A single-sitting alcoholic rushed to let her go. The two bargained for a long time and reached an agreement. The maid took the drinker to the stairs, and the alcoholic guests sitting in the hall turned a blind eye.

It’s strange to say that Claude didn’t go to the pub in Bailu Town, so I don’t know that the servant’s part-time job is very common. Like Kaffini's sister Catherine, when she was a maid in a mermaid pub, it was an alternative.

Uncle Oske slammed the roast rabbit, and as he said, it was stuffed with mushrooms that smelled with meat and succulent. With a fork and a fork in the mouth, Claude nodded again and again, the taste is really delicious, not barbecue, but meaty and delicious.

When the meal was over, the pub's door was pushed open, and the two patrolmen came in and walked toward Crowder's table. For the older patrolman and Uncle Oske, he seemed to be an acquaintance. Then he took out a folder from the black briefcase that he brought with him and opened it to take out a registration form.

Uncle Oske quickly asked Claude to take the blue-legged army's conscription order from his backpack and the pass issued by the White Lucheng Administrative Center to Claude and hand it to the older patrolman.

Because the documents were complete, the old patrolman asked the young patrolman around him to copy Claude’s pass to the registration form he had taken out. After the completion, he took out a seal and stamped it under the pass. When Claude saw it, the seal was allowed to pass four characters and the patrol team of Hessen Town was a small word.

Uncle Oske asked the two patrolmen to drink a glass of rye, and they left.

Claude asked: "Uncle Oske, why don't you register?"

Uncle Oske smiled and said: "I know them. They know that I am a national, so I don't check them. Even if I go to a strange place and run into a check, I don't need to register any national ID card, so I also You don't have to go to the administrative center to apply for a pass."

This may be the biggest difference between the two kingdoms of the kingdom. The nationals have relative freedom. It is convenient to go anywhere, just bring a national identity card. And an adult civilian, go to other places to go to the administrative office to apply for a pass, go there, how long it will take on the road, how long to stay after arriving at the destination, and when to come back must be clearly written.

Business is generally better, and Claude’s receipt of a conscription order will not be deliberately martyrdom. If you do something private, you need someone to guarantee it for you. It must be a guarantor of national identity. In addition, it has to endure all the way through the endless investigation, which is annoying, but for the civilians, he can only tolerate the laughter.

This is also the main reason why more civilians are reluctant to go out in addition to some civilians working in the caravans. They would rather stay in their hometowns to have a good meal. Even if there is something, most people are asked to go out on their behalf. It is impossible for Claude to go to the heights and the water to flow to the lower reaches. Unless it is an irresistible natural and man-made disaster, it is possible for people to leave their homes and go to other places to make a living.

Because the accommodation and eating expenses of this road were all handled by Uncle Oaks, Crowder hired two long-distance carriages at the high price of two Jin Kelang. However, this night is quite OK for Claude. Apart from the roast rabbit, the other ordinary diet is not much different.

After eating, Claude followed Uncle Oske to the yard behind the pub. There was a well in the water. The two men wiped the water directly from the well and took the simple bag to the second floor and went to them. The rest of the room will have to go early tomorrow.

The big room that Uncle Oske said is actually a double room with two single beds placed on the left and right against the wall. Perhaps it was because of the strange environment, or the voice of the men and women who came from the room next door was too disturbing, and perhaps the uncle of Uncle Oske was too loud, Claude was on his first night away from home. There was no way to fall asleep at all. He almost turned over and over in bed until dawn...

After drinking a bowl of oatmeal in the morning, Claude went to the carriage to let the uncle Oske drive the carriage. A little Uncle Oske is right, the road traffic facilities in Ambry and County Kuklia are really good, the plains are flat, the roads are very smooth on the road, and there are few bumps.

In the evening, he stayed at the White Rose Tavern in the county town of Cookia, and Claude found that the cost of accommodation was twice as high as the Hounds Tavern in Hessen. On the third day, I passed directly through Chanalal County and stayed at the Kellys Tavern in the town of Negus in Corusgal in the evening. This time, Claude had to pay for one more room, two nights. They were all asleep by the snoring of Uncle Oske.

On the fourth morning, the carriage arrived in Limassols County.