There is also one in Surdak’s hand that is much clearer than this one in Edgar’s hand.
"The southern edge of the dry cloth plane?" Surdak asked doubtfully.
Ed nodded and said proudly
"Well, that’s where the real Lord’s army can’t touch. We have established three free towns there."
Surdak touched his nose and was lost in thought for a while.
……
The team went into a camp by the river, where the women led the migrants into the newly built wooden house.
It seems that this place has been prepared for a long time, and the wooden house has been cleaned very clean. The wooden bed and wooden table inside are filled with trees and some moisture. It seems that it should have been built not long ago.
This camp is about the size of a tribe. Originally, there were about a thousand people, but now more than 700 people have moved from the camp on the other side of the mountain. The camp is a bit crowded, and almost all the wooden houses are full.
There is also a group of rebel fighters building new wooden houses in the camp.
Because the camp is close to the river and the terrain is low, it is impossible to continue digging holes. It is estimated that a few shovels can dig out water to build a wooden house, which needs to be the kind of moisture-proof high-rise building
Everyone settled in this camp and walked around the camp in Surdak …
Chapter 973 Rebel barracks
Samir pulled away the dense trees along the river and almost fell into the river. This is a low-lying plain, and the river flow rate is extremely slow.
Several older children reach into the river barefoot, holding daggers and wooden sticks tied to grow harpoons in the shade, waiting for fish to swim to eat frogs’ legs in the river. The fish swimming in the river is not too big, but it is very stupid. From time to time, there will be fish swimming in.
The boy plunged the harpoon in his hand into the water surface of the river and made a "dong" sound.
"Code and let it run …"
The boy cursed
Then pull out the harpoon with long handle from the river, squat down on the horizontal branch again and wait for the fish to come together quietly.
He still has a wicker woven fish basket hanging around his waist. Judging from the heavy weight of the fish basket, there should be fish in it.
The Samira River said to the boy, "You can’t catch many fish like this. Not only is it not accurate enough, but it’s not fast enough. In addition, it’s too big. If you move, the reflection on the water will betray you."
The boy turned to Samira with a frown.
I saw a strange woman who was not much older than him. I saw that she was wearing exquisite black leather and had a magnificent and strange pattern behind her. I immediately put away my contempt.
But there are still some not angry to say
"That’s easy for you to say. Do you want to try?"
Long boots firmly stepped into the river, and Samira, a cross branch, had excellent balance. He bowed his head and looked at the fish in the middle of the river, took out his bow and shook it to the boy and said
"I this …"
The child looked at Samira’s sharp bow with envy and said, "Compared with your longbow, mine looks like a toy."
"Come on, it’s a toy. Why say it’s like a toy?" Samira Gherardini looked at the boy.
The boy pursed his mouth with anger, unwilling to talk to Sammi LS Mira again, and unexpectedly drew an arrow and looked at the river.
"Are you a ranger?"
The boy was once again attracted by the dagger with golden patterns on her thigh and asked.
"Sort of!" Samira didn’t say he was an eagle eye.
Slowly flowing, the river suddenly turned out two splashes, which appeared almost at the same time in no particular order. It seems that shiny scales can be clearly seen in the splashes.
Samira flashed almost at the same time. The arrow in her hand was one arrow, but it turned into two when she shot it out of her hand.
The arrow’s fork hit two splashes slightly.
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