Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

"No more wine, Salzpyre."

Victor, who was searching for the remaining wine barrels, looked at Marcus in disbelief. He remembered that the car was full of beer before departure. How could you two drink it all in just half a month?

Marcus explained without blushing: "A few centaurs sneaked to the baggage wagon and drank up the wine. You ordered to fight away from the wagon. It's none of my business."

"That's right, tough guy. Although you are very brave in battle, you may need to learn how to command and don't make some low-level mistakes." Bardin also echoed, vividly describing the scene of the centaurs stealing wine.

This made Victor very suspicious that the wine was drunk by these two drunkards, not the centaurs he had never seen from beginning to end.

Sienna, who managed the food, also sent a bad news, "Salzpyre, we have no supplies, they were all stolen by the centaurs."

"Damn, you three wastes..." Victor forced himself to hold back the words when he was about to speak.

No need to think too much, this is because the three people who manage the materials have improperly managed, resulting in the supply that can support a month being exhausted in just half a month.

The drunkard drank up the wine, and the flame mage practiced cooking, so that most of the food was cheap to the air.

Can I leave? The son of Sigmar does not want to starve to death on the way to hunt.

Thinking of this, Victor sighed continuously. He tried his best to avoid the gathering place of Bretonnia and relied on the proficient hunting experience of Kerillian and Marcus to complete the task assigned by Lona.

As for why the two hunters were not allowed to capture wild animals as supplies, it was definitely not because the witch hunters were afraid of Bretonnia’s laws and believed that the prey in the wild belonged to the noble grandfather, but because there were no traces of wild animals nearby.

The prelude to the war that was about to begin made many wild animals disappear. Except for the remains that were eaten into bone residues and the withered and yellowed wheat, this land was almost lifeless.

But, according to Bocaqili's hint, the location they are in is just the edge of the beastman's influence, which is far less serious than Paraon.

"Find a place to replenish supplies. We will stay in Montforge for at least a month. Sigma, please guide these guys and let them know the meaning of saving."

"Thanks to Tal, Sigma... and Yurik." Marcus, who escaped the disaster, imitated Victor's gesture and made a double-tailed comet salute on his chest. The soldier was not pious. He could have believed in Tal in the forest, silently recited Radnor's oracle in the casino, and prayed that Sigma could guide him to make the biggest bet.

"La la la la, then let's find a village to stay quickly. Sister Sienna is almost catching a cold sleeping in the wild." Sienna shouted carelessly to the packhorse to move forward. Although the mage is not good at driving a carriage, when Victor looked relaxed, he should have raised the reins high and whipped the horse's butt hard.

Maybe it was too much force, with a little bit of Aksha's power, and a clearly visible red mark appeared on the horse's butt.

The high hoof, the rapidly rotating wheels, and the shaking cargo fully demonstrated that Sienna's driving skills were far inferior to magic skills.

After a short stumble, Victor hurriedly pressed down the round-brimmed hat used for camouflage, and angrily cursed: "Are you going to kill us, wizard!"

"I can't hear you, I can't hear you, I'm going to speed up!"

It was originally a half-day journey, but under Sienna's intimidation, the packhorse arrived in just three hours, and this also successfully consumed more supplies.

The oats, rye and potatoes, which were not much, were fed to the packhorses by Victor, who knew how to raise horses. The price of being strong and strong was to be able to eat. The food consumed by these two packhorses was no less than that of the five of them.

Fortunately, the village was found, but there were some strange things, such as the gate was tightly closed, but there were no militias stationed on the sentry tower, and the smoke that should have floated into the sky at noon was also nowhere to be seen.

"Something is strange..." Victor pulled his hand back from the horse's mouth. He had seen too many human settlements attacked. They were placed outside the wall as a deterrent. In the dead silence, only a few children were alive. The whole village murmured prayers to the heretical evil god.

But he remembered that this village had just been scouted two days ago. The conclusion was that it was a small Bretonnian settlement that was nothing more than ordinary. A knight of the kingdom led more than ten servants to patrol around the territory day and night. There were at least two hundred farmers who could pick up spears, bows and arrows and leather armor at any time.

Although the aftermath of the chaos made it difficult to collect food, it should not be a problem to survive this year with the war reserve food stored in previous years and the relief food issued by the Holy Grail Church.

"I smell a rotten smell..." Marcus could hardly stand still, staring at the village a hundred meters away. His eyes were very complicated, with regret, sadness, and regret...

"Tell me what you think, Kruber, this is not the empire, we need to act more cautiously." As the captain, Victor did not mind listening to his companions' opinions. Arrogance may be the norm for witch hunters, but arrogance is by no means stupid.

"Sir, I participated in the grain harvest in the southern state of Kislev two years ago. There were golden wheats that formed an ocean, colorful fruits and vegetables, and endless beef cattle walking freely in the pastures, watching the sheep re-regrow their thick hair."

Because he was a little hungry, thinking of the fruits and vegetables that seemed to be dripping with water, Marcus swallowed his saliva: "But there are always some places that are not suitable for harvesting. Of course, I am not referring to those saline-alkali lands, but the corruption of Nurgle wizards.

Thousands of kilograms of wheat turned into deadly poison, but from the outside it looked almost the same as normal crops. I saw with my own eyes that some people's bodies rotted into pus after eating it, while others could barely walk, and I don't know if they were considered alive. "

"You think the aftermath of the Beastmen brought Nurgle corruption... Valuable advice, Kruper. "Victor did not refute Marcus's conjecture. Famine, plague, and infection were extremely common after the war. A rotten and smelly corpse thrown into the water source was enough to infect thousands of people.

And judging from the number of beastmen they had seen in recent days, any neglect of hygiene would quickly turn a settlement into a cemetery.

Sometimes, disease is far more terrible than war. A sword can take your life immediately, but the tumors, ulcers, vomiting, and rot that gradually emerge in the body can easily produce long-term despair. In pain, you want to live, but you are approaching death little by little.

"Sienna, take your staff. If the Bretonnians are infected with the plague..."

"This is not the Empire, Salzpyre." Sienna reminded that whether the Bretonnians are infected with the plague or not, if Victor acts according to the method of the Empire's witch hunters, it will give the knights a handle on their northern neighbors.

"But justice does not distinguish between countries." (End of this chapter)