Chapter 1951 The Fountain of Youth
There is a gap between professionals and knights.
The morale of the knights is decreasing.
The big mouse discovered this and mobilized the mice to violently attack the emperor's direct knights!
The knights are indeed the elite of the feudal era, professional soldiers. Complaints are complaints, but they are still based on instincts trained over many years, and under the supervision of the knights supervising the battles around them, they follow the professionals.
But combat effectiveness is inevitably reduced.
When the knights were reduced to only 30%, the battle loss rate of 70% finally collapsed.
At this time, the Great Emperor Lancelot finally ran to the place pointed by the direction sign:
A palace halfway up the mountain.
The arrow of the Fountain of Youth is pointing to a little puppy basking in the sun and sleeping on the stone slab.
It doesn't matter if it's a bitch, milk can be said to be the fountain of youth.
The problem is that it is a male dog...
Lancelot leaned over and picked it up, and a frightened voice came from his ears:
“Put it down! ”
That was a woman’s voice.
The other person was only in his twenties, and his skin was extremely pale. Some people believed him even if he said he was sixteen or seventeen.
"The emperor is wise, this is the big mouse's sister!" The intelligence officer recognized the other party at once.
The two professionals entangled themselves with vines and caught Weir.
This is because the other party is a woman, otherwise it would be a jungle of thorns, a prison of bones, a cave of death... and other terrible torture prisons.
The emperor nodded and led the soldiers into the palace on the mountainside.
The foot of the mountain has been besieged by rats.
But the Great Emperor Lancelot was not panicked at all.
The logistics officer activated the warehouse skill and took out a large amount of water, bread, salt, vegetables, meat, eggs... various supplies.
Then start, feed the horses.
Yes, feed the horses, not the people.
The knights, and even the professionals, took good care of their horses, ten times more than they did their own father.
After all, if your father doesn’t take good care of you, he can’t bear to scold you. If your horse doesn’t take good care of you, he will die if you don’t take good care of him.
Thirty percent of knights who can survive now usually serve the best horses.
Concentrate feed mixed with raw eggs, washing and massaging, changing horseshoes, patiently appeasing the mood...
At the same time, the attendants urgently arranged defensive facilities.
Lancelot held the sleeping puppy in his arms, gave it to a female professional, took good care of it, and then began to examine the nearby terrain.
The scout quickly shared his vision with His Majesty the Emperor through the spiritual link.
This is an unremarkable mountain, isolated on the plain, there is only this one mountain.
There is only one road up and down the mountain, which is not very steep.
That is, it is easy to be surrounded.
In fact, they were surrounded by rats.
It’s just that the rats haven’t attacked yet.
Halfway up the mountain is a palace, which should be used to escape the summer heat.
There are no servants in the palace, only a group of rats, which have just been killed or driven away by professionals and have been cleaned up.
However, everyone still felt a little bit of danger, so that they patiently checked every corner.
I'm afraid there is some secret passage that will allow the enemy to sneak in and attack.
You must know that their opponent is a mouse.
If a sneak attack occurs in the middle of the night, it will be a disaster.
Professionals are also afraid of sneak attacks. After all, releasing skills requires concentration and time.
For players, there can be more than a tenfold difference in combat effectiveness between being prepared and not being prepared.
After Lancelot inspected the terrain, he returned to the palace and called the female professionals.
The female professional was originally a maid of a nobleman and was temporarily recruited to make up the money.
Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a blessing in disguise and became a card player. From then on, he had power that was no less than that of a man.
The gender of the player's character never affects combat effectiveness. "This puppy is very brave and not afraid of us at all." The female professional told the emperor in surprise.
"Oh, it is an apocalyptic thing after all." Lancelot thought for a while before he thought of a name to define the other person.
"Apocalyptic thing?" The female professional didn't understand.
"Hey, little pup, you should understand what we are saying. If you do, I'll give you this." Lancelot said, picking up a bunch of the freshest grapes from Lu. Swan Region.
As soon as they were picked, they were sent to the professional warehouse for storage.
Grapes?
The little puppy just wanted to eat, but suddenly found that the dog couldn't stand the sourness.
It shook its head.
Dogs can eat delicious food, but it should not be too sour, sweet or salty. After all, their taste is different from that of humans.
"Okay, is this Felts five-star ham?" Lancelot took out a high-quality ham made from a cow's hind leg.
This kind of ham takes more than a year to smoke, and the intermediate steps are extremely complicated, using many precious spices and seasonings.
It can be said that it is equal to the same weight of silver, but not gold. Gold is too expensive.
The little puppy drooled.
This is all a natural reaction and has nothing to do with me.
Xiao Huan comforted himself.
"Very good, it seems that you want this very much. As long as you tell me where the fountain of youth is, I will give it to you." Lancelot did not shy away from female professionals and asked directly.
It was a secret that everyone knew. The emperor was looking for a way to extend his life.
The little puppy silently used its paws to draw the word "spring water" on the stone slab, and then pointed to itself.
"Your name is Quan Shui?" The emperor was shocked.
The little milk dog nodded.
This is the name that Weir calls out to him occasionally. He has a strange obsession with clean water.
Probably from the previous emphasis of Big Rat, there is also a lack of clean water in rat farms.
Spring water is one of the cleanest water sources you can come into contact with.
Even in modern times, mountain springs are used as a synonym for cleanliness.
"You will not grow old?" the emperor asked again.
Xiaoxian imagined that he was still a child tens of thousands of years ago.
Well, it's nice to be a kid.
It would be better if you don’t have to go to school.
It nodded.
"Damn it, I really guessed it right. Let me find a person named Quan Shui who will never grow old. No, it's a dog." The emperor couldn't laugh or cry.
He originally thought that he ran to the mountain to find a fountain of youth, and if he drank the water from it, he would become immortal.
It turned out that the first reaction was correct.
"Can you let me have this ability?" the emperor finally asked.
Even if the answer is no, he will give the ham to the dog.
After all, just judging from the wisdom shown now, the origin of the other party is very scary.
Maybe he has the same status as a divine envoy, a watchdog of the Kingdom of God or something like that.
Xiao Huan thought about it and felt a little embarrassed.
She wants to lie to people, but she can’t.
She can make the other person immortal, but only if Lao Wen cheats on her.
So the little puppy shook his head first and then nodded.
The emperor was confused, the female professionals were confused, and the surrounding logistics officers, intelligence officers, and guards were all confused.
What does this dog mean?
They were puzzled.
“If I don’t understand what you are saying, you should just write.” The emperor asked for a quill and ink.
The little puppy looked at the pen, looked at his paws, then silently dyed his paws into silence, and then wrote on the slate.
“I can make you immortal, but only if I restore my strength.”
(End of this chapter)