After a period of stay in nideshire, the ragtish caravan will set out again. They will turn from nideshire to the northern province of clancia.
After nearly a week's journey, the motorcade gradually drove out of the hilly and forested County of nideshire to the slightly open county of Hanyan.
The sky is gray, with cool drizzle floating in the field of vision, and the rain is dotted with the green world.
The earth is a piece of grassland, but these grasslands are not connected into a piece, but separated by high and low rocks. If you ride a horse and run along a straight line on this piece of land, you have to jump up or down a "step" every other distance. These steps are faults protruding from the rocks on the ground, forming "cliffs" of different heights on the ground.
The dark blue rocks are cold and hard to the touch. Such a distinctive landform also gives this place the name of "Hanyan county".
Thanks to the special terrain, it is convenient to set up defense lines and checkpoints to resist the impact of cavalry on the grassland. A long time ago, the human kingdom took this as the border line to isolate the ancient FIA grassland in the north.
The follow-up human countries have also inherited this idea, with few changes, until the later westerly wind and clancia.
Sitting in the carriage, with a brown shawl over her light red dress to protect her from the slight cold, Lorraine Hill opened the curtains and looked at the grass in the distance.
"Were those ruins built of rocks used to be beacon towers?"
A maid in a black-and-white uniform answered in the carriage, "yes, madam, those watchtowers and beacon towers were built or repaired by Xifeng in his early years."
"My ancestors once fought with the king of the west wind. Because of the vast grassland and the lack of water, the king of the west wind once planned to build fortresses and guard points here, and take it as a stronghold to go north."
"Not only that, but also some military nobility were sealed here to enhance the strength of resistance and prepare for the future expedition."
"It's a pity that the northern expedition was put on hold because of the poor health of the king of Xifeng and the problem of his successor. It was decades later when the throne was replaced, the power was changed, and the country was stabilized again."
"At this time, the monarch was not interested in the northern expedition, because the high-level nobles already knew that there was not much wealth on the grassland, and the rule would cost a lot of manpower and resources, which was thankless."
"Instead, a large number of border businesses have sprung up, and so have the lords who once enfeoffed the border. Our family is one of them."
"A large number of watchtowers and beacon towers have been left idle or abandoned. Now, hundreds of years ago, most of them have become the ruins of overgrown weeds."
"Didn't the Orc tribes invade the south?" Lorraine Hill lowered the curtain and looked at the maid in the car.
"Maybe there was, but from what I remember and what I heard from my elders, there was no large-scale Orc invasion."
"Why is that?" The girl asked curiously.
"Miss, the orcs don't have a unified country like us. There are many barriers and fights among their tribes."
"The tribes close to the South made a lot of money by trade routes, and they also had rich food. Naturally, they didn't want to break the relationship."
"It's the tribes in the North who are really hungry and belligerent, but they are not short distance from those in the south. Combined with the concept of territory of the southern tribes, as a buffer, our border is rarely invaded."
"So for so many years, there have been no able men on the grassland to unify the tribes and establish the kingdom of orcs?" Lorraine Hill recalls the history of the earth.
In order to keep the grassland scattered and avoid going southward, the Central Plains court often pulled together and divided, but even so, it sometimes failed, and even overturned several times later.
Although the westerly wind is strong, not every generation is at its peak. There are also times of weakness and civil strife.
"Well, I'm sorry, miss. I'm not sure why." The maid bowed her head apologetically. Although she was born as an aristocrat, had certain knowledge and understood the history of her family and kingdom, she did not think so deeply about the historical reasons behind.
"It doesn't matter. We'll see when we get there."
Lorraine Hill comforted the maid and turned her eyes out of the window again. In a corner of the field of vision, green figures and tents began to appear. At this time, the rain stopped, and the sky slowly cleared up. A few rays of sunlight passed through the crevice of the clouds, shining on the green world after the rain.
As the motorcade approached along the road, the sound of shouting, talking, and livestock chirping became clear.
Lolan hill and Niya once went to gufeiya grassland, but they went directly to the tribes in the north. They didn't know much about the border in the south. It seemed that there was another scenery here.
Compared with the huge gufeiya grassland, there are few tribes near the westerly border, but they are also very moist. In this field market, we can see many exotic animals with ears.
They were dressed in fur coats, with colorful decorations, ears and horns on their heads. Compared with human beings, they are much stronger and stronger, and they are often taller.
However, inside the market, it is these strong orcs who often bow and bow to people and are careful.
"I'm sorry, what do you think of this one? This batch of goods has been carefully selected and cleaned by us. There's no peculiar smell. Please have a look." An ORC with leopard ears is selling to a human businessman.
"Don't go. We can make it cheaper." The businessman shook his head and walked away at will.
"How do you sell these herbs? We can trade fur for..."
Lorraine Hill stepped out of the carriage, wearing a sun hat with flowers on her head and a veil on her face. Accompanied by several riders, she walked into the open-air market.
With her strength, she naturally does not need protection, but in order to avoid unnecessary trouble and harassment, Mila still lets several riders follow her.
These riders, wearing cloaks and armor, are not easy to provoke at first sight, and they can indeed play a deterrent role.
Compared with the orcs on the grassland, the rabbit ear people are much happier now, and they are a little curious when they look at these strange "peers" around them.
There are human beings and orcs in the market stalls and merchants, but the things sold by human beings are different, and the things sold by orcs are similar.
An uncle with horns was shouting, telling how good his fur was. Beside him, there were thick layers of fur, which were tied up with ropes and put on simple wooden frames, like colorful squares.
Lorraine Hill walked over and looked at the fur nearby. Most of the fur was from cattle and sheep, but there was no lack of fur from foxes, wolves, deer and other animals.
"May I feel it?" The girl's clear voice came from under the veil.
"Yes, please have a look at this young lady." Seeing Lorraine hill and his entourage, the horned uncle knew that the origin of Lorraine hill was not simple. He immediately complimented him with some good goods and put them on the table for the girl to choose.