Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 44 16. The Red Poison River is beautiful

The team didn't go far when they saw Drucci dressed as a waiter of the Thorn family waiting for Walter on the side of the road.

Renne looked at Walter and said jokingly: "Your waiter."

"Ren, go take a look and be careful."

Renn directly turned over and jumped off the cold lizard. He held the hilt of the sword behind his left hand and walked over cautiously. The waiter respectfully handed over a gold velvet bag. Renn directly pulled out the noble curved sword and picked it up on the rope of the bag, saying: "You You can get out!"

Darkus raised his head at Ren and said, "Did you see it? Learn from it. Most of these are sent by your good brothers."

Ren came back, took out the serrated dagger hanging on his boots, cut the edge of the velvet bag, and poured out the contents. There were no needles or blades, just a letter. Wren took another pair of gloves from the bag next to the saddle, put them on and checked the envelope carefully.

Alyssa also got off her horse and leaned over to check whether there was any magic or poison on the letter.

Ren said to Darkus with a serious expression: "Sir, it should be fine." After that, he handed the envelope forward.

The envelope was made of very good material, and the exquisite and beautiful fire-lacquer seal was stamped with the Thorn family's logo. Darkus opened the letter, glanced at it for a few times, handed it to Walter, frowned and said, "I'm in a bad situation now. This It was written to you by your good brother."

Walter opened the letter and took a few glances at it. The scrawled notes seemed to have been written just now.

To my dear brother:

I wish you a happy life under Lord Darkus Hellscourge, and may you live a long and healthy life.

Give my regards to Lord Darkus Hellscourge.

Your brother is Baisong Thorn.

There were only these two sentences in the letter. After reading it, Walter said: "Sir, this is what my third brother wrote to me." After that, he folded the letter and put it into the bag next to the saddle.

"Well, that needs to be put away. What a nice souvenir. If I were you, I would frame it and put it in the most conspicuous place."

Walter was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Sir, you are right."

After leaving the noble area, a group of city guards were waiting there. They guided Darkus' team out of the city. The team shuttled through the winding and twisting streets. The pedestrians on the road were sparse and the pace was fast.

In the early morning, the sounds of clashing swords and shouts of death were heard in the alleys next to civilian streets. Gangs in the city began a new day of morning exercises, while the marching city guards continued to walk forward as if they were deaf.

Darkus observed the buildings on both sides of the road. There were not even street lights, only the dim candlelight reflected through the small windows in the houses on the roadside. He could vaguely hear the cries, curses, screams, collisions of objects, and moans coming from inside.

"What the hell! What the hell is this place? The folk customs are really simple. If I were to go alone, I would definitely be beaten by ghosts. Fortunately, I started as a corporate dog. If I were a street kid, I would be in trouble."

The policies and laws of each big city in Druch are different and strange. For example, Hal Gunsey, the main altar of the Cain Cult, has the best public security. Murder, theft, and gathering for money are considered crimes there. There is only one punishment for the offender, and that is to be sacrificed to Kane. This is a great pain for the Druchi who lives there, and his inner joy can only be released through the midnight of death. Kallond Kar prohibits the hunting of harpies, and Hagrid Grave has a strange ritual. The southernmost Krakarond is free and open, and you can do whatever you want.

So what is the population of Druch?

There are two roads out of the Screaming Gate. One leads to the farthest forest farm along the south bank of the Red Poison River, which is the destination of Darkus' trip. The other leads to the Venom Woodland, which is considered a small town. It is full of military personnel or civilians escaping from big city life. It has military camps and material distribution centers, which are usually replenished to various forest farms.

The Red Poison River originates deep in the Black Ridge Mountains. The river is about 80 meters wide. The river crosses the Shadow Forest and flows through Krakarond into the Sea of ​​Resentment. The river is filthy, and the cold wind in the mountains howls by, blowing Dak. Us' hair, you can still smell a faint smell of sulfur while walking on the road by the river.

Every Tuesday is log day. The soldiers will instruct the slaves to park the carts on the river bank and push the black pine logs into the river. The black pine logs will float along the Red Poison River to the shoals at the mouth of the east bank of Krakalond City. , where slaves would pull the wood to the shore, and the dried wood would be made into various ships, ballistas, and chariots, adding to Druchi's war machine.

Darkus admired the surrounding scenery. The black pine forests on both sides of the river that had been cut down for thousands of years have now turned into endless noble manors and plantations. Germany's Underground Sea and Sea of ​​Resentment continuously provide food for northern cities, and crops similar to winter wheat have been sown in the fields.

"The trackers on the Volga and the helots of the happy southern paradise."

The dignitaries were hanging at the back of the team on cold lizards. Darkus nodded to Alyssa. Alyssa took two animal trainers and rode into the sky on a dark Pegasus and began to investigate.

"Walter, do your good brothers have a manor south of the Red Poison River?"

"Sir, yes, it is eight kilometers outside the city. My second brother and third brother have a manor there."

Darkus smiled sinisterly and said, "Do you think we will be ambushed?"

Franais said calmly: "My lord, I don't think there will be an ambush. It is winter now and the fields next to it are bare. Even if the ambush is hidden behind haystacks and wood piles, it will be too conspicuous unless they are in the fields in advance." A hole was dug to hide soldiers."

Renn also added: "Will there be paddle boats setting off from the city and going upstream? And then the ambushers will rush out of the manor?"

Darkus shook his head and said: "It's unlikely, the risk is too high, unless those families with ideas get together and play all the cards." He paused and stretched his waist, "It's boring. Let’s not talk about this anymore, I’m going to try my ‘Land of Hook Claw’ now, please don’t control the mount.”

"Big guy, let's turn around."

The giant-horned cold lizard under Darkus' crotch was smaller than the one next to him. The giant-horned cold lizard let out a low cry, and the five powerful cold lizards turned around instantly.

"Big guy, charge up!"

The five cold lizards began to trot and gradually accelerated. After accelerating, Darkus asked the cold lizards to slow down. The big guy turned his head and glanced at him, as if asking, but the speed slowly slowed down. Then he tried several more difficult tactical coordinated actions.

The two Takaia brothers and Walter were used to it. Renn also raised his hands exaggeratedly. Baine asked curiously: "Sir, are you an animal trainer?"

Darkus laughed loudly: "That's right."