The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Zelin found an ordinary crossbow bolt from behind, just for hunting beasts. Using silver crossbow bolts or special crossbow bolts given to him by Francesca is too extravagant. Moreover, shooting from the front may fail and may not hit the lungs. Instead, it will shoot to the stomach. The demon hunter who often wanders in the wild has a lot of experience in hunting beasts, and sometimes he has to work as a hunter part-time. After all, no one stipulates that a demon hunter can only hunt monsters.

He held his breath. If the body structure of the beast in this world is the same as the wild deer known by the demon hunter, then the crossbow should now be aimed at the lungs of the wild deer. According to Zelin's experience, hurting the lungs can make the prey lose the ability to move as soon as possible. You must know that shooting through the head depends not only on strength, but also on luck and fate. At a distance of forty steps, the small head of the wild deer may move slightly, and the hunting action will fail. As for shooting the leg, it is a bad choice. The leg will not cause fatal injuries, and the wild deer can still escape after one leg is injured.

Injury to the lungs will cause the escaped prey to lose its power at the fastest speed. At that time, Zelin only needs to follow the blood stains on the ground and he will be able to pick up the prey's corpse in about a few dozen steps.

Zelin squeezed the trigger, and he heard the sound of the crossbow arrow sticking into the ribs. The deer jumped up in shock, and then rushed down the hillside.

The demon hunter didn't worry about an accident, he followed the direction where the deer fled. The crossbow arrow did not break, which means that he can still recover the arrow from the corpse of the prey, saving one crown.

Good luck.

Until Zelin saw the dead deer.

The elk was lying on the edge of the slope, staring at the sky with dull eyes. On the hard soil, he saw a huge tick burrowing in the light brown belly of the elk. It is another familiar creature. Although it is a nasty parasite, it is also gratifying. Perhaps some of Zelin's knowledge can be used in another world.

He walked to the edge of the dirt and pulled out his skinning knife. Seeing the knife always reminds Zelin of Yusevka. He left the dagger as a gift in Yanan, not knowing what is going on with them now.

However, Zelin soon threw these thoughts behind his head, because he realized that the pile of rocks at the foot of the mountain not far away was not a rocky hill. It is impossible to see the situation there from distance, but now it seems that not only is it not a natural stone hill, it may be a village, or a fortress where soldiers are stationed.

A fortress, a fortress where a wise race soldier is located, is so close to the portal.

"Damn, the unstable portal really gave me a good hand."

Chapter 233 Welcome to Helgen

Nose, frontal bone, lower jaw, neck, eye sockets.

Humans in different places have slightly different facial structures, and sometimes it is possible to judge where a person belongs based on their appearance, but no matter how they are distinguished, they can all be classified as human.

If there is no stone wall surrounding that unknown fortress, Zelin really can't call it a fortress, rather it is a village composed of more than a dozen families. Maybe this place is located in an important geographical location, so this village located at the foot of the mountain will be surrounded by walls.

On the three-meter-high stone wall stood some soldiers whose uniforms were mainly dark red. Zelin could clearly see the faces under their helmets. There was no doubt that he had come to a world where humans existed. Of course, he can't expect any world to meet someone like Ezio who is willing to lend a helping hand to a strange traveler.

The construction technique of the stone wall allows the demon hunter to judge the general level of the world, at least the level of this area. He doesn't need to be far away, as long as he understands what level the humans in this area are at. Irregular stones are piled up together, and the gaps are filled and glued with clay. In terms of workmanship, the building of this fortress is really a bit rough. More than a hundred years ago, in the reconstruction after the Falka Rebellion, the people of Zelin's world have eliminated this construction method using primitive stones. Polishing rectangular stones, or bricks later invented, are much better than original stones.

There are two guard towers about five meters high in the back. The construction method is the same as that of the wall, and several archers can be seen above them. In the snowy weather, they still insist on being on the guard post, and their style is commendable.

This made Zelin feel relieved for the time being. The human villages, the elk and goats in the wild, and the soldiers in normal clothes. The weapons in their hands are not as strange as Yanan, they are just ordinary swords and wooden bows. A normal world, no strange weapons, no terrible plague, but the weather is a bit cold, maybe everything will return to normal when the wind and snow stop.

The demon hunter should be able to find something to do here, some simple, trivial things, so that he can fill his stomach.

For example, the prey he just got, Rou Zelin will naturally stay, and the more complete fur should be sold elsewhere. But the demon hunter did not directly contact the residents of the fortress village. He found a place to shelter from the wind in the mountain stream outside. The two stone slabs staggered to form a triangle-like place with the ground.

It was not a wise decision to rashly expose himself. Zelin knew nothing about this at the moment. If anyone asked him where he came from, he couldn't answer at all. No one will be a fool, who will believe the vague statement of a stranger, he must observe for a while nearby, and then he can determine the next action, six months is not a short time, Zelin is not willing to be isolated from the world. Months, even if you are a demon hunter, you will miss the warm fire and the hot broth.

In the narrow refuge that Zelin found, he used the cloth in his cloth bag to block the entrance less than two meters away, which could barely be called a block. The cold wind whizzed through the valley, constantly pushing the curtain towards Unrolled. He tied the cloth to a wooden stick, and then stuck the stick on the narrow top of the entrance. After all, it is not facing the cold wind directly. This measure can temporarily ensure that the cloth will not be blown away.

Relying on the fire, venison and buckskin blankets made by Ignifayin, Zelin observed outside the fortress for three days. During this period, villagers in the fortress village also entered and exited through the wooden gate that was more than three meters high. There were about seven or eight men in the village. They were all hunters, carrying bows and arrows to the forest outside. Zelin relied on the demon hunter's hearing and heard some useful place names and names from the demon hunters in their chatting conversations.

Somo, Titus, Xueman, Ximu. There are some, but Zelin can't write them all down. The sound of the wind sometimes obscures their conversation.

The wind and snow stopped on the third day after Zelin came to this world. During this time, the demon hunters were not only learning about the lifestyles of the inhabitants of this world through observation and exchange, but also learning about their dressing styles.

Even if it is an ordinary person, walking on the street in fancy clothes will never attract less attention than a demon hunter.

Be prepared, Zelin is now the one with the initiative in his hand. Wearing strange clothes, looking for local people everywhere like a headless fly, and then don't know what to say when explaining the identity, or hope that the other party will not go into it. This kind of thing can only be done by a rookie.

"Your hunting skills are good. I haven't seen anyone shoot a running rabbit, not even the elf in Ximu Town. A strange hunter, the Holy Spirit bless you, I have never seen you, what did you do? Where does Helgen come from?"

On the afternoon of the fourth day, Zelin ran into a resident from Helgen in the wild. The meeting place was different from what he expected. Originally, the demon hunter planned to take his prey to the village to see if he could get some useful things, such as cotton clothes and clean water. At that time he may be interrogated by soldiers.

But how could he have thought that the first time he saw a local person was when he shot a rabbit?

"Just came from the east." Zelin didn't look at the hunter. Like a normal hunter, he began to tie the rabbit ears together and hung them on the belt around his waist. "This **** wind and snow blocked me. It's really unlucky here."

"It's not a good time now, buddy, but you have a good luck." The hunter looks like a good talker, very strong, and looks like a Skelliger. He is obviously referring to Zelin's gains. "You are Is it from the Rift Valley? East."

Zelin hesitated. He didn't know whether the other party was asking or testing, but he still had a way, he could admit it, and then use it to test what kind of city Rift Valley City is in the eyes of people in this place. Even if something goes wrong, he You can also use Yaxifa Seal to solve the trouble. When there are too many people, the Yaxifahin will inevitably arouse suspicion, but not when alone.

"Well, almost, I want to find a safe and peaceful place."

"It seems that you still have a long way to go."

Suddenly, the sound of a carriage from the far road attracted Zelin's attention. Not only him, Orion also turned his attention. The sound of the carriage went from far to near, and after dozens of seconds, soldiers dressed in red lining and gray-white armor appeared at the end of the road. There were probably more than a dozen horse-drawn carriages, among which many soldiers were mixed, but the soldiers on the carriage were not red soldiers, but another group of soldiers in blue clothes with only a few iron armors on them. The red-robed soldiers held their heads up, while the blue-robed soldiers mostly bowed their heads.

Victors and losers.

Zelin quickly came to the conclusion that this area was at war.

"The imperial army caught a group of storm cloaks. Their executioners have been staying in Helgen these days. Damn, I don't want the children to see the beheadings. I'm going home. Good luck, hunter."

"Please allow me to go with you. Your village is like a safe place. At least I want to buy something."

Good luck, it sounds like Rift Valley City is not a bad place, and he might be able to use this rhetoric to deal with inquiries.

"You have high towers, stone walls and soldiers. I think nothing can threaten you. I've walked a long way and want to rest and exchange the things I've hunted in the past few days for some living things to use before setting off."

"No problem, Hunter, Helgen welcomes you."

PS: Physical discomfort, cold, fever, runny nose, backache and leg cramps. There is only one update today, three updates will be added tomorrow

Chapter 234 Omen

The fortress was as small as Zelin saw from the outside.

The imperial soldier in red armor is standing on the stone wall. The imperial, storm cloak, sounds like two opposing military forces in this area. War is another war. The imperial soldier's convoy has about three carriages, and each carriage carries four or five storm cloak prisoners. This does not seem to be a war between two lords, or between a king and a king. The imperial soldiers are well equipped, whether they are archers on the walls or cavalry on horsebacks, but the armor of the storm cloak is not so much a regular army, it is more like the rebels and militias Zelin has seen.

The blue cotton coat was inlaid with iron sheets to protect important parts, leather boots, and fur handguards. When Zelin walked past the wooden door of the fortress, he noticed that there were even two prisoners in thin cloths on the carriage, one of whom was yelling in a panic. With a bunch of meaningless names, whether to miss his family or pray like a **** of faith, this is not known to Zelin.

But after walking through the city gate, Zelin noticed an unusual creature. Dark yellow skin, slender figure, thin face, unusual ears and fingers, no matter how you look at it, they are all creatures different from humans. It was riding on a horse, and two soldiers of the same race, dressed in the appearance of soldiers, were riding on a horse behind it. Opposite them, this was a human whose armor was obviously different from other soldiers, like a general.

It seems that this world is the same as Zelin's world, and there is not only one race.

After just two glances, Zelin closed his gaze as soon as possible. He didn't know if the other party would notice the peeper, Zelin didn't want to take another look just because of curiosity to cause unnecessary trouble. Demon hunters don’t want to get involved in local disputes

This fortress consists of only two towers. The central tower is taller. As long as there are a few good shooters, they can block the surrounding roads from a high position and cause considerable casualties and psychological damage to enemy soldiers who want to attack the city wall. pressure. As for the other tower, which is relatively low in height and its usefulness is unknown, the residential houses of the fortress are located on both sides of this low stone tower. In addition, there is a double-layer stone fort in the fortress, which is separated from the residential area by a stone wall. Like the place where the garrison lives, there are two stone arches connecting the two sides.

There are generals and soldiers here. These imperial soldiers have just won a battle and are relatively safe. Zelin considered staying in Helgen for a while. The last time he went to another world, in Monteriggioni, the town was blown up that night. Now that he came to Helgen, even if the enemy attacked again, it is estimated that it would not start today. They needed a time to regroup.

What happened to Monteriggioni was just an accident, and Helgen didn't look like a place where accidents would happen.

Zelin believed that he would be able to spend a few days safely in the fortress, at least today, he would be able to rest on the bed in the hotel for a good night.

"The imperial army has been executing the storm cloak in Helgen. Damn it. I should send the child to his relatives in Ximu Town to stay overnight."

The hunter didn't say a word all the way, and couldn't help complaining until he was about to walk to his own home. He did have a reason to complain. The imperial army's execution ground was not in front of the castle, but in the open space between the two stone towers. Just facing his home, it is estimated that no one would like the heads of people at his door all day long. The color of the soil on the ground here is obviously different from other places. It is dark, the color after soaking in blood.

But this is not surprising, Novigrad’s torture frame stands on the square in the center of the city. The lord will hang the rebels on the road pole at the gate of the city to show his authority. The army will pile up the corpses of the killed enemies to show their strength, so that everyone knows the fate of opposing themselves, the best The solution is to execute opponents in front of more people. Even in a fortress in a village with only a dozen households, the Imperial Army would not pull the storm cloak into the castle to execute secretly.

"Virov's hotel is right over there, you can go to him, he is famous for his Nord wine made with pine fruit. Although he is a bit old and not as good as before, his wine is worth a taste."