Rebirth of the Viking King

Chapter 534 52 River of Quicksand (5)

Loki did not tell the rest of the caravan what happened to him on the pillar. ReadМ

As for the iron rope thrown forcefully from the other side of the river, he just explained that he used the blood of his ancestors to fly across the 60-meter broken bridge. After reaching the other side, he threw the broken iron chain over and nailed it into the stone pillar.

People who are familiar with Rocky will inevitably find that this rhetoric is full of loopholes. However, the porters in the Hash Horse Gang have an almost blind confidence in his ability.

It was already late at night when all members of the Hash Horse Gang passed the Liusha River.

Old Hash is indeed the most experienced trader in the Black Desert.

It doesn't happen often that bridges are destroyed by unknown skeletons under huge boulders and yellow sand, but it always happens two or three times out of ten when traveling as a trader. Before leaving the city, the Byzantine businessman "Heath Branch" handed over a full 200 golden dinars in order to join his team.

These gold coins made Lao Hash's pocket instantly bulge.

Before leaving the city, he reinforced the carriage and specifically chose partially detachable plastic steel. Once a sudden disaster occurs, you only need to dismantle the carriage chassis, and the removed parts can be immediately turned into repair materials.

Sending capable subordinates to crawl along the iron cables, reinforcing the ropeway and laying the bridge deck at the same time, this series of work must be completed meticulously.

Because the crossing bridge must be able to support horses and vehicles moving forward. Fortunately, he had already done relevant training for this group of temporary workers before setting off in Alexandria.

The hook locks on the bridge board were inserted into the iron cables one by one, and the base was reinforced with steel. After working for most of the night, they finally crossed the Liusha River safely.

When counting the number of people at the other end of the bridge, Old Hash discovered that only two of his subordinates had fallen behind and disappeared at that point in the entire process. All the maesters and the warriors brought by Heath Blanche made it across the bridge safely.

This is no small miracle.

Walking in the black desert late at night is extremely dangerous, especially in this kind of sandstorm weather. The torch can only illuminate a distance of two or three meters in front of you, and anything further away is deep darkness.

In this case, Old Hash once again exerted his ability.

Although he was almost blind, he led the caravan to the lee of a sand dune on the other side of the Liusha River. He groped along the sand dune for hundreds of meters, and finally came to the entrance of an abandoned cave.

This is a nest for desert creatures. There are all kinds of beast bones piled outside the cave entrance, and the walls deep in the cave are full of mottled blood stains.

The only reason why he could find this cave in an almost pure black environment was that he was familiar with the terrain in this area.

He needs to cross this crossing of Liusha River twice every year. The towers to the north of Shahe and the caves to the south of Shahe have been engraved in his heart.

Even if you fall into darkness, you can still find the direction with sufficient experience.

After entering the cave, his hanging heart finally fell. While the servants were boiling water for cooking, Old Harsh, for the first time, did not assign any night duty, and fell directly beside the campfire and fell into a deep sleep.

After leaving Memphis, the smooth and almost unreal journey left him feeling unspeakable anxiety for a long time.

Until today, they encountered a sandstorm and a broken bridge. Two brothers in the team were lost in the sandstorm.

"People keep dying."

This is the right feeling for walking in this desert.

The purpose of the Black Desert is to put travelers in danger at all times. If he could easily cross the Liusha River, King Harun would have completely occupied this land two hundred years ago.

After simply drinking water and eating, most of the caravan members got into their blankets and fell asleep. Even the horses, which usually sleep standing up, rarely collapsed in the cave.

Outside the cave, you can still hear the low hum caused by the wind and sand rubbing against the air. Amidst the snoring, a pair of eyes are still bright.

Those were Loki's eyes.

Leading the people to struggle in fire and water for many years made him a little more alert than ordinary mortals. At this time, he was the only one who was not immersed in the joy of surviving the disaster.

He was still thinking about the tall figure that mysteriously appeared on the bridge pier opposite.

There is no doubt that this is a man of extremely high fighting ability.

He threw the iron rope that could span 60 meters across the sand river with his bow on both sides. A long section of heavy iron chain was dragged behind the heavy nail head. After flying over such a long distance, it still retained its momentum and was firmly nailed into a marble column.

Even Loki himself didn't dare to say that he could accomplish all this easily.

The one who possesses this ability must be a high-level divine chooser.

It is even very possible that he is a powerful true god!

(Who in the team has so much energy that allows a strong man of this level to secretly escort him)

Loki looked at the flickering campfire, and then at the sleeping faces in the cave one after another, feeling that everyone was a little suspicious.

Finally, he set his sights on the girl who had been following the bachelors throughout the entire process.

"You're starting to realize something's wrong, right?"

A slightly abrupt voice came from behind him. Turning his head, he saw Mr. Huo in the shadow of the cave.

The old man pretended to close his eyes and meditate, but in fact he did not fall asleep.

"When I first heard your story in Byzantium, the bard said that you would be born speaking Chinese. I had seen how difficult it was for this group of Westerners to learn the language after they entered my Eastern land, the Tang Dynasty."

"I didn't expect that what they said was true! You can actually understand what I said in the air."

The cave where everyone lived was not wide. Although there were snoring all around, the two could not tell whether all other members were asleep. In this case, using Chinese, which only the two of them could understand in the team, was like an encrypted language, a good way to exchange hidden information.

"Your story can fool them, but not me."

"No one can jump 60 meters in such a strong wind, unless you are a Taoist swordsman! And the iron rope of the bridge is not so new! We must have received additional assistance again.

Loki, my guess is correct."

The face of Master Huo San appeared and disappeared in the firelight, and for a moment Loki didn't know how to answer.

"This journey was too "smooth."

"First, all the bandits died inexplicably in a secret room in an abandoned village, and then the wild animals along the way disappeared collectively."

"Tonight they were trapped in the middle of the Quicksand River, and even a stranger threw a chain for them from the other side of the river."

"If my guess is correct, someone is helping us in secret."

"But they are not helping the bachelors, nor the Byzantine merchants in the team."

"The ultimate goal of this mysterious man is most likely the East Land girl you picked up on the road!"