Carter, who was worried that he would not be able to do equestrianism, instantly recovered his feelings after he set out on the road.

Riding steadily on the pack horse and moving forward at a trottling speed.

The journey was quite flat. After coming out of Jundun, he encountered a river without walking five miles, and a village fortress along the river appeared upstream.

The cartel, who walked along the only official road, inevitably passed by the village.

But Carter had no intention of staying. He just responded to the greetings of the two guards on the village wall and continued to ride on his horse.

There are a lot of farmland around and a few small huts next to them for people to rest, but there are no one in the early morning.

...

The surrounding land became deserted and empty all the way. A whirlwind of the morning blew, and Carter's whole mood became comfortable for a moment.

I am used to living in a modern city, congested traffic, turbid air and complex social relationships, all of this suddenly disappeared. There are no houses now, cars and money require people's efforts, and I don't need to start a family and start a business to satisfy my parents.

The pressure of all this suddenly disappeared, making Carter feel much more relaxed for a moment. Although the Warhammer World is theoretically more dangerous, Carter, who was annoyed by the world, suddenly felt that this kind of adventure-filled world was also good.

Besides, who doesn't have the heart of "a man should make achievements and create a career"? Although his life in his previous life has hit Carter once, this time he wants to make a good deal of his forward-looking attitude towards the Middle Ages Warhammer incident.

One thing is, in theory, the lifespan of the Warhammer Elf is as long as 2,500 years. No matter how bad it is, it can be a rich man with a very long lifespan. In a life of being surrounded by high-level identity

Not simple yet?

But since we have come to such a magnificent world and are still so secular, Carter thought that this would definitely not work.

…………

From 6 a.m. to 6 a.m., Carter rode for 6 hours, and it was not until after twelve noon that he finally arrived at his home. He passed seven small mail towers and five villages.

The village not far away is very ordinary than the city walls and fortifications I encountered at first. The outer edge is just a circle of two and a half meters high wooden fences to prevent the beasts. In addition, there is only one small arrow.

The tower is here.

This small village called "Sinta Village" has a small population, with only 200 households totaling more than 530 people, which is not large, but the surrounding arable land is large.

According to memory, Carter knew that this was one of the small villages attached to the big city of Tal-Zordell, which mainly provided urban residents with various crops and raw materials. There were more than a dozen similar villages near Tal-Zordell and distributed.

Around the city, the total population of such small villages is only 7,000 or 8,000, but they can supply food for more than 13,000 people in the city. This shows that the agricultural level of the higher elves is still quite high.

It was noon at this time, and many high-ranking elves wearing similar hats were sitting in the cottage beside the field to cool off and rest and replenish food and physical strength.

They are all residents of Cinta Village and are very familiar with "Carter", a "child" under 30 years old.

"Oh! Carter is back! He is very majestic in his full set of armor! He looks like a general!"

"Haha, if you go back like this, maybe there are many girls who want to learn more about it with you!"

Three male elves who gathered together to chat quipped. In fact, it is hard to think that they are old just by looking at the appearance. Even if they are cream puppets, the three cream puppets are weird talking to another cream puppet like this, but in fact they all have

Elders over a hundred years old, so based on their identity in memory, Carter had to respond politely.

"Don't make fun of me, uncles, don't you know Amy yet."

Amy in Carter's mouth is the childhood sweetheart of his body. Since he inherited this body, he probably has to inherit this object, but Carter doubts in his heart whether he will reveal himself.

"Haha, someone is in charge of this young!"

"Ha ha"

...

Carter asked after they finished laughing helplessly:

"Uncle Testidil, is my parents at home or in the fields?"

"Oh, they have already gone back. Your fields have been planted long ago. Today we are just free to take care of them. Water them some water and go home quickly. Maybe we can still make lunch!"

"Okay, thank you, I'll go back first. I've gotten up early in the morning and haven't eaten yet. I'm almost starving to death!"

"Haha, go"

After saying goodbye to these uncles in his memory, Carter kept meeting several "acquaintances" along the way, but they all used the excuse of going home for a meal and perfunctory food.

Memory is memory. After all, I have not really been with them day and night, and I may still be able to lose my best when I have been in contact for a long time.

Carter rode his horse all the way and soon arrived at the gate to the east. If he wanted to enter the village, he couldn't continue riding. After getting off the horse, Carter touched its head and said, "Thank you for your hard work." Although these six hours were

I just walked slowly or trotted, but the horse was already sweating a lot.

"Who?"

A guard shouted to Carter from a distance.

The guards standing at the door were not locals, and the garrisons of the Kingdom of Nagares were mostly not locals. In order to avoid the phenomenon of local old fried dough sticks eating and taking free food, they also wanted to avoid warlords. Therefore, the guards did not know the situation in front of them.

Carter is normal too.

"I am the garrison of the Kingdom of Nagaris and Jidongdun. These days are my vacation, this is the document, this is my military card."

Carter had expected this situation and took out the documents and military cards that had been prepared long ago.

After taking it, the other party walked into the small room at the door, compared it to the wall and walked out.

"Okay, it's confirmed. This is a reply letter. Your vacation time is before today to the fourth morning. This is for your sir."

The guards at the door were wearing similar equipment to Carter, and they looked newer and more comprehensive defense level should be higher than Carter's.

"OK, thanks"

"You're welcome, it's best to keep your equipment at home during your vacation, otherwise the patrol team who don't know your situation will likely interrogate it."

After saying that, he gave a military salute, he returned to his post and did not plan to continue the conversation.

The former nodded and walked through the gate.

When you walk into the village, you will suddenly become more popular. Compared with the inner ring and the southern kingdom, the elves here in Nagaris have more diverse hair colors. In addition to the classic blonde hair, there are many black, silver, and red-haired high elves.

The skin color is generally very white.

Carter thought to himself that the dark elves later had such a big difference from the high-quality elves. It turned out to be passed down from ancestors. Even the wood elves left in the old continent and the high-quality elves of Osun were not very different. It turned out to be the characteristic of this kingdom.

It may be related to the regional dimension.

…………

The wooden fence outside looked not very good, but the buildings in the entire village immediately made Carter's eyes lit up.

The buildings of the High Elves are mainly double-layer or three-story cottages with stone brick structures, and the base tone is a very pleasing combination of white and blue.

Although the entire street is still a bit dirty, compared to the chaos I saw in the military pier, there are obviously people here who clean the ground regularly.

After walking into this small village full of the flavor of another world, Carter kept looking around and looking at everything around him curiously.

[The high elves have a high level of livelihood, very similar to the Spring and Autumn Period and Greece in the classical period, but why is the military level so bad? The former owner of this body has been in the army for about half a year, and as a result, he arrived at Tal-Zhuo when he first joined the army.

Del arranged a training camp, and after receiving his equipment, he never practiced it again after he arrived at Jundun]

The surrounding neighbors kept greeting Carter. Although the frequent invasions of chaos in recent years made everyone very dissatisfied with the princes and generals of the Kingdom of Nagares, overall they did not hate soldiers.

Many high elves, as young as Carter, practiced at the shooting range near the door. Although the longbows in their hands were simple to make (mainly because they didn't have money to customize), they were all standard products bought from Tal-Zordel, and the quality was

Worth affirming.

One well-made arrow after another was shot out by a single longbow and plunged into the straw target.

After a casual look, Carter continued to walk home. Before he traveled through time, he was also a archer enthusiast. He had tried traditional horn bows, English longbows, competitive bows and recurve bows, so for most people

In Carter's opinion, this unfamiliar field is one of the few characteristics he can do. However, it is nothing compared to the high-level masters who practice bows all over the country.

Soon he walked to a small house.

This familiar and unfamiliar house is the home of this body for the first thirty years and also the home of my future.
Chapter completed!