Mountain and Forest Kingdom

The barbarians on board tied the ships together, and a large number of long warships with their sails lowered gathered together.

The barque was protected in the middle, and Lawrence looked at the rocking ship and the soldiers who fell overboard as the ship rocked.

"Help them get out of the water! We need to find a warm place!"

Several barbarians who fell into the water quickly swam to the shore. These people could swim and their physical fitness was much better than that of ordinary people.

Andrew looked at the city in the distance and the Durila people who had disappeared, "There is a place ahead!"

Lawrence rode the unicorn into the dim city, "Get in!"

The barbarian legions quickly approached the buildings with weapons and shields.

The doors here cannot stop these strong savages.

Soon the doors of several houses were violently kicked open, and women's screams and cries came from inside.

Lawrence rode the black unicorn as he approached the street corner.

"I am the prophet of the North! Now I need a place to rest. Provide us with a place to rest and a house immediately, otherwise we will get it ourselves!"

Lawrence didn’t waste any time and said directly to Fleiss: “Pull the people out of the house!”

A storm was coming, and Lawrence didn't want a group of people to be flooded by heavy rain, nor did he want a group of people to be crowded into a room and be harassed.

That's a dead end.

Soon the people in the house were violently pulled out. Lawrence quickly looked behind him and said: "The one who fell into the water just now, go in and rest!"

Several people who had fallen overboard had already received dry clothes, and there were spare clothes on each boat.

Lawrence shouted: "Go in and rest! Don't hurt children. Don't touch children and women who don't hold weapons. Take care of your lower bodies! Otherwise I will let you know the horror!"

Several people quickly agreed: "Yes, prophet!"

Lawrence soon violently opened several large houses on the street and occupied taverns, grocery stores, bakeries, clothing stores and a large number of residential warehouses.

Shortly after Lawrence entered the tavern here, the downpour outside also covered him.

Lawrence sat on a bench and looked at the layout of the tavern.

The tavern is composed of six long tables. Each long table has long benches on both sides and sides. It is a simple stool composed of a wooden board and supported by a few simple stool legs below.

The table was an ordinary wooden table. At this time, in addition to more than thirty people from Lawrence, there were five locals in the tavern.

They looked like the tavern owner and his wife and the drinkers.

"Tell them I don't mean any harm. Give us some braziers to keep warm. We have the food ourselves."

Lawrence arranges a conversation with his subordinate Durilla.

The Durila people quickly talked with Durila, while Lawrence sat at a table with several witches. On the right side of Lawrence squatted the black unicorn.

Lawrence reached out and stroked the black unicorn's neck, took off a bag from his body and handed it to the dark elf maid beside him. The contents were given to everyone.

"Yes, Master."

Candice handed a yellow cube the size of a candy bar to Saryl and others, and also gave one to Lawrence.

Salil asked curiously: "What is this?"

"For sugar, you can put it in your mouth and wait for it to melt slowly, or you can bite it and eat it." Lawrence explained.

The food for everyone is orange candies. The candies made from these oranges are very rare and are specially used to replenish energy at critical moments.

Salil and others didn't know this thing existed, otherwise they wouldn't be able to hide it.

Lawrence made orange candy while making egg powder and milk powder. He originally planned to use it to boost morale when he got lost, but he didn't expect it to go well this time.

When we return, we will still take the coastal route. We don’t have to worry about getting lost then. Now we can branch out if we feel the need.

"Beow, give the bread you brought to the people outside and see if anyone makes trouble."

"Yes, Master!"

Beow carried a bag of bread out, and when he passed the dark elf, he also received a piece of candy.

Salil quickly chewed a piece of candy, squinting her eyes happily.

"Lawrence, do you have any more? Give me one more, one is not enough."

"Shut up and go home." Lawrence fed Catherine one. For Catherine now, one candy was definitely too little.

Salil sat on the side unhappily, and soon looked at the tavern curiously.

The owner of the tavern also knew about Lawrence's reputation, and he quickly went into the house with the woman and brought out some food to entertain these ice pirates.

Lawrence waited quietly.

After more than half an hour, the storm outside began to gradually subside.

The summer in Durila is much warmer than in the Ice Sea, and many people only wear a linen shirt.

Especially for some women, it is easy to see the body through thin clothes.

Lawrence originally planned to leave here immediately after the rain stopped, but soon someone came outside the tavern.

Fleiss and Durand walked out in tacit agreement.

Soon a man's voice came from outside.

"Prophet! Crowfeather Prophet! I am Hill, the merchant of the Blackstone Chamber of Commerce!"

Lawrence looked at the door. Durand threw a fat man in, while Fleiss stood outside and looked at a few Durila people who didn't dare to approach.

Businessman Hill quickly picked up his hat and put it on. After seeing Lawrence sitting in front, he quickly took off his hat.

"Dear Prophet Crowfeather, the Bartley family hopes you can forgive the people here. We are willing to provide ransom and hope you can leave here."

Lawrence nodded, "Okay, let the nobles here come over. I want to talk to them. You, a businessman, can't make the decision."

Hill breathed a sigh of relief, bent down and said, "Yes, I'll go back and report it right away."

"My patience is limited," Lawrence quietly threatened.

This time I had no intention of robbing, I just wanted to go back quickly.

But if people here are willing to give money, Lawrence will not object.

The heavy rain outside had stopped, and Lawrence quickly stood up and said, "Go out and check the ship."

"Yes! Prophet!" The barbarians stood up and quickly went out to check the situation.

Lawrence looked at the tavern couple and placed a golden kelp, Durilla's currency, on the table.

As a group of barbarian robbers left, the tavern couple and the drinkers who came to drink on a rainy day breathed a sigh of relief.

The boss quickly ran over and held the gold coins tightly.

Several people carefully leaned on the crack of the door and looked outside.

The barbarians scattered in various houses quickly gathered, and then gathered at the port to start repairing the ship.

Some ships were filled with rainwater, some had sunk in half, and some masts were broken during violent shaking, or the sails on the ship fell into the water.

Beow saw Lawrence coming and said quickly: "Prophet, our rope is broken, and five boats have floated out."

Lawrence looked at the small boats in the distance. None of the five boats had drifted very far, especially since there was Du Ruila's merchant fishing boat nearby that could be borrowed.

"Get our ship back and check it out."

"yes!"

Lawrence asked some people to repair the boat, while others rested and ate on the shore, waiting for the Durila people to approach.

The sling troops searched for ammunition nearby, and some barbarians who had been hiding elsewhere without eating also found dried meat soaked in water from the boat and began to replenish their strength.

After more than twenty minutes, a cavalry team of about twenty people approached.

The men were riding deer, about twice the size of Lawrence's unicorn.

The Durila people are generally shorter because most of them are farmers, and those who farm are not as tall as those who hunt and rob.

Farming is stable, and stability can increase the population. If there are more people, there will be no food to eat, and if there is no food to eat, the population will be short.

Hunting is unstable, and those who survive are those who have been eliminated many times.

For example, the Pumixiu people were eliminated to the point of being exterminated. Without Lawrence's support, they would not be able to survive just by relying on women and children.

In addition, people in cold areas are taller. Although people in snow caves are not tall, they are fatter, more durable, and have thick fat.

In a fight to the death, the Snow Cave people are no worse than the Valkyries, but the sparse population determines that they don't want to fight against the Valkyries anymore, and overall they are good at forbearing.

In terms of race and strength alone, the barbarians were indeed able to crush the Durila people living in the coastal areas.

The advantages of the farming nation should be the wisdom established and passed down in a stable environment, and the elite corps formed by pooling resources.

But the reality is that these have been forgotten by the aristocratic rulers. Whether the farming people have a qualified ruler will determine whether they are sheep or lions on the grassland.

The knights of the Bartley family stopped far away, and soon a thirty-year-old young man walked over cautiously.

"I am a member of the Bartley family, Vogel Bartley!"

The man threw the weapon on the ground, walked towards Lawrence and said: "My father is willing to pay a thousand baskets of grain, thirty boxes of flax, and twenty serfs. I hope you will leave here with these warriors..."

Lawrence said directly: "Okay, I accept your gifts, and then deliver them over immediately!"

Vogel breathed a sigh of relief and said quickly: "Please wait a moment, I will arrange for someone to transport the food over immediately."

Lawrence began to check his ship, and the black unicorn jumped directly from the shore to the big ship four meters away.

The Bartleys began transporting grain to these people from several estates and warehouses.

This food will not be used to help the victims, but if these barbarians can be allowed to leave, the Bartley family is willing to accept it.

Sailors from the Water City jumped into the sea and examined the bottom of each ship underwater.

Lawrence quickly calculated the approximate extent of his injuries.

Due to ship collisions, three ships had to have their bottoms and masts repaired, which took at least a day.

Lawrence was no longer anxious when he saw this, and rode back to the shore.

"I need a map of the coast."

Lawrence's words made Vogel look embarrassed.

Lawrence added: "Hand it over, and I promise not to attack you again. Three days ago, I just attacked the Deco Kingdom in the south, and also destroyed an earldom in the Kojiako Kingdom in the north."

"If you cannot cherish this hard-won peace, then all you will see is flames and swords!"

The barbarian threat was so effective that the Bartley family quickly handed over their treasured nautical charts, including the locations and coastlines of more than a dozen kingdoms in the Western Kingdom, and even the location of Lawrence's territory.

Lawrence's vision suddenly opened up, and his understanding of the road and navigation direction deepened.

"Very well, send a message to your king for me."

"The era of ignorance and barbarism is coming to an end. You can choose your own path in the future, whether to be my enemy or to become my friend."