Barolwufu looked at the long team and walked towards the direction of Jinhu Lake along the winding river. The monsters were not chasing them. The cold wind was chasing them. Most of the craftsmen abandoned their tools. The soldiers threw away their heavy weapons and helmets. Everyone looked down at the muddy road. When the cold wind blew, most of the people shivered. Although Barolwufu ordered the whole team to rest, the fearful craftsmen and guards could not sit down properly. A little movement made them hold their breath and look in the direction they came.

"It seems that they were scared by the giant monsters." A lieutenant of Barolwufu whispered to him. Yes, they were indeed scared by the giant monsters. Their ordinary companions were destroyed with the fortress under the wild attack of the monsters. Although they learned about the terrible aspects of the monsters from Anthony, when they really met, Barolwufu realized like others: "This is a monster!"

At the beginning, Barolwufu's scout came back before dawn to tell him that a advance unit was moving, so Barolwufu planned to take the team to see what the so-called "troll" was, but when they came to the place where the monster was heading, the fortress ordered by the duke, the massacre had already begun. The raised wooden wall was easily knocked down, the tent was trampled, the flames spread everywhere, people cried and fled everywhere, huge things were moving in the dark, and from time to time, screams could be heard to stop abruptly, replaced by a burst of flesh and bones.

He immediately realized that to stop these monsters, there was no city wall and tower built by wood. Baroloft immediately ordered the team to disperse to organize soldiers and craftsmen to escape. He saw the monsters chasing humans with heavy steps from afar, but he did not dare to drive the war horses forward. The horses were much more honest than humans when facing fear. The war horses and pack horses ran around in the fortress camp, knocked down and injured many people. Baroloft ordered the horses to shoot and killed them, and also attracted the attention of the monsters. Baroloft looked at a monster, although he didn't know if this was considered a look, because he couldn't even find the other person's eyes, but no matter what, the monster stared at Baroloft for a few seconds, then turned around and walked back to the fortress camp.

They would not chase after them. Barolwufu understood immediately, but at the same time he was also confused. But rather than doubt, he could not believe his judgment: these monsters did not receive the order to pursue, so they would not do so.

When saving NPC, Baroloft kept driving the horses to cruise on the edge. If it weren't for being hit by a giant rock thrown by a monster, he might have collected more information: he found that the monsters had white patterns on their bodies, which were so simple that they could not tell what they were, and even made people feel that they were just accidentally put on them. But Baroloft repeatedly confirmed that these monsters had such patterns on them, and each one was a certain difference. What was that? Baroloft asked himself, but he did not continue to worry about this issue because he had no more clues, and it was just his own guess to continue thinking about it.

Barolwufu's subordinates escaped from the chaotic camp and could have taken away more, but the monsters had already begun to throw things, stones, wood, and even the anvils used by craftsmen to build tools. Whether it was Barolwufu's subordinates or NPCs, they screamed in pain under these terrifying throws. Barolwufu decisively ordered a retreat. He came to a position where the stone could not be hit. It could be seen that the fortress camp was burning and completely destroyed. Barolwufu ordered to stand by on the spot, and then waited for the craftsmen and soldiers who came from the fortress to pass by them and fled towards the direction of Jinshui City.

After waiting for a long time, when the last craftsman who escaped was hit by a stone in the lower body, Barolwufu ordered coldly in his desperate wailing: "Give him mercy." A subordinate raised his longbow and shot the craftsman. After that, Barolwufu led his team to turn around and head towards Jinshui City, gathering the lost craftsmen and guards all the way, and alerting whether the monsters behind him were chasing him.

Fortunately, as Barolwufu judged, the scout told him that after destroying the fortress, he turned around and returned to the forest. Barolwufu ordered his subordinates to distribute the food to the tired NPCs, who all thankfully called him "Bald Lord". Then he ordered his adjutant to leave and go to the outpost on the top of the hill, which was the old logging field, and ordered everyone to give up the outpost immediately and return to the Golden Waterfall City.

At this point, the plan to move the battlefield was completely ruined, and Barolwu continued to move forward with a heavy heart. They originally carried not much food. After giving it to the NPCs, everyone could only continue to rush through the road with hunger after noon. The arrival of winter made them unable to find any food in the mountains and forests next to the road. The cold wind and hunger chased each other like evil dogs, wanting to kill them on the roadside.

In the afternoon, the first horse fell down. Barolwufu immediately ordered the dying horse to be slaughtered and fired. The smell of cooked meat and blood stimulated everyone's nerves. The hungry NPC and the mercenaries sat on the spot, gnawing a piece of horse meat that had been divided. How could such a horse be enough for so many people to share food? So two guards immediately killed the other two horses, an old pack horse and a strong military horse. The whine of the horses caused other living horses to struggle, almost causing the horses to riot. After Barolwufu's men subdued the horses, they immediately tied the two guards and then strictly prohibited the killing of the horses. However, the two horses were still shared, and many people cast gratitude eyes at the tied guard.

The barely filling team continued to move towards Jinhu City with heavy steps, and the journey of escape almost crushed everyone. Fortunately, as time went by, fatigue gradually relaxed the tense people. Barolwufu heard someone crying and moving forward. They were more like frightened children than adults. The guards took off their iron armor and discarded their weapons. The heavy iron tools made it even more difficult for them to support themselves, who were already exhausted. The first day ended in such an escape. The original plan was to run away all night with a torch, but some people in the NPC could not hold on, so Barolwufu ordered the construction of a camp.

They wanted to cut down firewood and ignite the fire, but they were immediately stopped by the craftsmen and soldiers. "They would come and attack us when they saw our fire!" They shouted in horror, and finally had no choice but to give up the decision. When the sun gradually set and the temperature dropped, the night in the valley in winter was too cold. The craftsmen squeezed into a ball and covered their bodies with leaves. The wailing and sobbing sounds continued all night, and Barolwufu's team was lucky that there were blankets and cloaks for camping to support them.

Barrowfu went offline early after dusk and contacted Orson, informed him of his situation, and also learned about the copy below the Golden Waterfalls. Finally, the two of them formulated the prototype of two plans together, "Follow this implementation first, there is no extra time," Barrowfu told him in the communication, "The monsters will attack at any time, and the specific plans will be discussed after I return to Golden Waterfalls tomorrow."

After hanging up the communication, Baroloft took a short break, went to the kitchen to make a simple meal and ate it, and then planned the time to go online again, because the time in reality is three times that in the game. By the time Baroloft went online again, it was already dawn of the second day in Adam.

After Baroloft went online, he immediately looked around the camp. Finally, he was surprised to find that these NPCs had almost never sleep all night, their eyes were covered with bloodshot and resentment. Perhaps because they were too scared or because of the cold, they could not fall asleep. So they hated the mercenaries who could sleep peacefully in blankets and cloaks. This was also expected... Was Baroloft thought unhappily.

Next, another long journey was coming. Today's situation was earlier than yesterday. Some people even began to have a fever and talk nonsense. However, there was no one left behind in the team, and even more people were added. The craftsmen or soldiers who fled into the mountains found their team and joined in.

It was not until dusk that Barolwufu felt an empty stomach. Although he had not eaten for a long time in reality, it was another thing in the game. He looked ahead seriously. As the light in the sky gradually dimmed, the cold winter night came once, and the biting cold wind made everyone tremble. The exhaled white air immediately disappeared into the darkness. Only the cold gray cross star was flashing in the sky.

"The gods are above..." Barolwufu heard someone's painful prayer, "The gods are above..."

Then more and more people began to pray. Barolwufu did not speak, but silently lit the torch, and the same was true for his subordinates. The fire gradually illuminated the team and the road ahead.

Suddenly, a sound of horse hooves came from the front. With the sound of horse hooves, Barolwufu thought in a trance that he had smelled the burnt smell, smoke, smell of smell and food. These smells mixed together and turned into a strange smell, but this smell made people feel energetic. It was the smell of humans and the smell of the stronghold.

Then the owner of the horse's hoof sound appeared, and Barolwufu saw a cavalry holding a torch appear in front of the road, and he tied the reins, "Where did you come from?"

Barolwu narrowed his eyes and looked at him, then drove forward: "Forefront!"

"Fortress?" The man was obviously puzzled, "How many of you have?"

"Nearly two hundred people!" In fact, Barolwufu did not count it, but he felt that he was right, "The frontline fortress was destroyed by the giant monsters! We are some of the people who escaped from there, and the others are probably dead!"

The man was silent for a moment, and then Barolwufu heard the words and said in a deep voice: "Some people have been fleeing from the north, they are not long before you. The gods are above, and no one believes their words, they are all crazy! Come with us! The Duke may want to see you!"

As he said that, the man turned around and ran forward. Barolwufu heard the people around him crying excitedly, and was vaguely thanking the gods. Then Barolwufu led his team to move forward, bypassing a mountain, and the white wall of Jinshui City appeared in front of him. Although he had already heard that the army was stationed under the city wall, Barolwufu still sighed when he saw the endless barracks with his own eyes. He had not seen a barracks of this size for a long time. From under the white wall to the bottom of the hillside opposite the city wall, many people in the barracks walked out and watched them, the refugees who escaped from the valley from afar.

There was a noisy sound from the barracks, and the soldiers were drinking, which could not only help them resist the cold wind, but also to strengthen their courage to face the monsters in the dark. I hope they would not turn their brains into mud, nor would they fall asleep. Barolwufu prayed secretly.

The wind blew the stench of the military camp, the smell of food and the smell of smoke. Barolwufu could almost clearly hear the sound of the people around him swallowing. They were hungry, Barolwufu told himself.

"Can you give us some food first?" Barolwu shouted to the man in front of him. The man strangled his horse and turned around.

He looked at them, then looked at the barracks next to him, and he raised his hand, "Go to find what they want to eat." The craftsmen and soldiers around Barolwu almost cheered, and then rushed in that direction as if they were going crazy, almost making it hard to imagine that they were dying just now as if they would fall down at any time.

The soldiers in the barracks left and made way, and took the hungry people to the camp and distributed them food. They did not out of kindness. Barrowf knew that they were out of curiosity. If, as the man said, the news of the frontline fortress being destroyed by the monsters had probably spread throughout the barracks, and they were eager to get information about the monsters they were about to face from these survivors.

Hope their alcohol was still there, Barolwufu thought to himself, giving them the courage to face the monsters instead of letting fear spread.

Barrowfu continued to follow the officer. He looked in surprise in the direction of the city gate. There was still a door open and a long team was patted, which was also a tired team. Barrowfu told himself. But he immediately noticed that the team was composed of players.

"Is this a craftsman from the south?" Barrowwoo asked, driving his horse to the officer in front of him.

The officer looked at the square shield on Barolwu's chest and nodded and said, "That's right, but the Duke does not intend to let them enter the city. I am planning to arrange for them to go to the mercenary resettlement area under the city wall in the northeast."

Barolof nodded, and then waited for the officers in front to inform them, and asked the officers guarding the city gate to let them in. The officers guarding the city frowned and looked at Baroloft and nodded. "Go in." Baroloft heard him say.

Just as Barolwufu was about to take his subordinates to bypass the carriage lined up in front of the city gate, a man suddenly rode his horse to his side. "Is he the 'hero of Nalun Town' Lord Barolwufu?" asked the man with an iron helmet.

"Who are you?" asked Barolwufu, but he did not let the horse stop. He noticed that the man in iron armor and with an iron helmet was also following a girl riding a horse, wearing a dirty linen cloak, carrying an iron spear, and a red-haired girl.

"My name is Alps," said the man cheerfully, as if he had known Barolwufu for a long time. "This is Lianda," he introduced the red-haired girl, "We are Anthony's people, and this time we helped him bring these craftsmen from Sentinel Town."

"Anthony's people?" Barrowfu looked at the man carefully, but his face was invisible with his iron helmet, and his expression was not visible, but the red-haired girl behind him was full of impatientness. Then Barrowfu nodded, "Follow us, I'm going to find Anthony soon."

"That's so thankful." Alps said gratefully. If he could not follow Barovub to the city, he would probably not have the chance to enter. I heard that the plague broke out in the rune hills in the south had already spread here, so all the mercenaries from the south were forbidden to enter the city.

Because the Alps and Lianda joined the team, the officer stopped him a little, but after seeing Barolwu's serious expression, he finally nodded impatiently and let them in. "Young man! Remember to have a drink together next time!" The blacksmith Ryan shouted with a laugh behind the Alps, and Alps turned around and waved goodbye to him.

"I finally say goodbye to these smelly craftsmen!" Alps heard Lianda sigh and said, "If it weren't for being with Lord Al, this journey would be a nightmare!"

"Okay, aren't you all back?" Alps said with a wry smile. "I'll see Anthony soon. I think Liehua has arrived in Golden Falls, right?"

"Hmph, when I see that Anthony, I have to beat him up! He actually gave us such a chore, but that guy enjoys a blessing in the Golden Waterfall City!" The red-haired Lianda said angrily. It seemed that this journey had indeed caused her a lot of grievances, which was also a place that made the Alps feel a little disappointed.

"Then I'll talk about it when I see him," Alps said with a smile, then raised his head and looked forward, "I don't know how they are." They rode through the tunnel of the city wall, passing through several murder holes above their heads, and torches were inserted in the tunnel, and braziers were clattering on both sides of the city gates.
Chapter completed!