My Frostmourne can't be so cute

"Go away, all away!"

De Jong yelled at the militiamen and told them to hide to the west of the giant tree.

Then, the man from the foothills of the Red Ridge swept the axe in his hand and slashed fiercely towards the already fragile roots of the trees.

The sounds of "click" and "click" sounded constantly, as if a tortoise shell was cracked on the fire; De Jong was holding his axe.Running towards the crowd desperately, he didn't even dare to look back to see if the tree had fallen.

But Ma Long and the others could see clearly-the trunk that had been cut through a huge gap could no longer bear the weight of the giant tree. After shaking for a while, the huge trunk fell weakly in the direction opposite to the crowd.

In the morning.Ma Long and others have already observed that the direction in which the trees fell was not blocked by other trees that were too tall; a few small trees that were not strong, did not play a half-stop role when the towering canopy fell. Was severely crushed from the middle.

There was a loud "bang", and the refugees also cheered—they finally cut down the huge tree.You can start the next round of work.

"Use the same method to remove the canopy, leaving the trunk itself, and you can start making canoes, right?"

Ma Long turned his head and asked De Jong.

"Yes, we have two plans now."

De Jong said.

"how to say?"

Ma Long asked quickly.

"We can make these two canoes more refined and firm, but it will take at least a week."

De Jong explained.

"Impossible. We can't wait for a week. Within a day or two, we must let it go into the water."

Malone shook his head and said.

"That's the second option, hollow out the middle, and the bark can be scorched into the water, but... it will be easier to capsize."

De Jong frowned and said.

"Just use the second one."

Ma Long shook his head and made the final decision-choosing a canoe itself is already a risky behavior, so... why bother to be more risky?

...

When the men in the night town drag their tired bodies and full of logs cut down by two large carts, they return to the night town, the smoke is already curled up, Vera and the cooks have prepared a lot for them Dinner.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a "dinner party", because bacon and chopped sausages are rarely seen on the table, and there is even...

"The Holy Light is on... I thought I would never drink wine in my life."

De Jong sat at the dining table, put his nose close to the big wooden cup in front of him, sniffed gently, and then showed a drunken expression on his face.

"Unexpectedly? When you left, Robin's soldiers walked a little longer to the south. There is a vineyard over there. No one looked at the grapes. The beasts had eaten them long ago, but there was still some wine in the cellar. , Robin and the others brought it back."

Elro Eberlock said with a smile.(To be continued.)

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"Robin, great!"

Paul frowned and said to Robin—for a short while, he had no idea how many times he had licked the wine in the glass with his fingers.

"...What's good, Elro has been hiding these wines, saying that he will wait for you to come back...I knew this, I'll take a couple of sips when I find it."

Robin shook his head and said with a wry smile.

"This wine...is it really good?"

Malone lifted the wine glass to his lips and took a sip, then frowned-no other reason, because the wine was so sour.

There was a bit of bitterness in the sourness. Malone really didn't know how this thing could be called "wine", nor did he understand how excited these people were here.

"For you, Sir Lothar, this is certainly not a good wine, but for us... Ha! Refreshing! Elro, give me another glass!"

Richard the Beard raised the wine glass in his hand, drank it all, wiped his beard smartly, and yelled.

"Bah! There are no doors! Today, I rewarded everyone for a hard day. There is so much for each person. If you drank it? Then go drink water!"

Elro Eberlock spoke rudely to his old friend.

"What? How could it be?...Elro, I know you must have hidden some...take it out and drink it?"

Richard the Beard first let out a desperate cry, and then suddenly approached Elro Eberlock mysteriously, whispering to him.

"It does, but... I won't give it to you!"

Elro Eberlock also whispered in Richard Beard's ear-for the rest of the wine, he was still waiting for his daughter to marry the day and entertain everyone in the town!

Although Altea is not very old this year, but... Elro Eberlock glanced at her daughter who was lowering her head not far away, with a somewhat complicated expression on her face-this girl was in Lothar last night Jazz stayed there for one night and returned to the city hall this morning; it seems that the day he married his daughter is not far away!

"Rubos. Run!"

Although the whole night town is a joyous scene—men sipping hard-earned wines cherishedly, women gathered to discuss interesting things that happened in the town today—but Lubos But he was not happy at all.

This silver-white twilight wolf king is being dragged by Lori Maria.The whole town ran around - Maria, who had heard the fairy tale by the pillow again after a month, slept well last night and was in good spirits, so she forced Rubes to play with her.

Rubes seemed to have gotten used to it, and he could only let Maria run around in the night town, or climb up and down on it.He even used it as a horse-the king of the dignified wolf pack turned into a conscientious wolf nanny.

The dinner ended with laughter and laughter-a small half glass of wine is not intoxicating. Most of the townspeople have returned home, while a small number of fishermen and militias in Lakeside Town are still busy in the twilight forest.

They tied a torch to a nearby tree trunk, then cut off the crown and branches of the giant tree with the light of the fire, and then scorched the outer skin with the torch-Ma Long's order, these refugees and militias had to work through the night in two groups-canoe The survivors of the Westfall will be a little safer sooner.

In the race against time, even one second slower, there will be more innocent people casualties.

Compared with the busyness on the edge of the night town.The center of the town seemed a bit quieter—the refugees didn't have much entertainment, and after dinner time, they basically went home to sleep.

"Ma...Ma Long, tonight...I went back to the city hall to sleep..."

Altea stayed with Malone after dinner, and the girl stammered to Malone until the houses in the night town began to extinguish the candlelight.

"Okay!"

Malone let go of the girl who was leaning in his arms, got up from the bench, and handed Altea.

"You... aren't you angry?"

Altea took Malone's hand and got up, then asked timidly.

"Angry? Why should I be angry?"