Chapter 741 Treasure Hunt
At noon on the second day, Comor stepped into the threshold of the Lord's Hall of Wellsburg with full of doubts.
"Lord Comor~" Baron Bob, who had just come out of the office, walked up to him.
"Baron Bob, is Lord Art here?" Comer asked.
"What a coincidence, Lord Comor, the Earl left Wellsburg early in the morning and went to patrol the surrounding areas. Is there anything I can do for you?"
"What about~" Comor hesitated and glanced around. "If the Earl is back, please send someone to tell me."
"Okay, Lord Comer."
With that, Comer said goodbye to Bob, turned around and walked out.
Bob standing behind him shook his head helplessly, "What a strange guy."
North, the junction area between the Po River plain and the northern mountainous area.
After a day and night of running, Ron has led six of his men into the northern hills and mountains.
At sunrise, a few people who had just stopped in a market town to drink their horses set off again, heading north facing the rising sun without any delay along the way. Finally, at dusk on the second day, we arrived at the village closest to where the property was buried.
"Sir Ron~" In a dilapidated house, the guard handed Ron a bowl of steaming stew.
Ron took the wooden bowl, grabbed the stew and started chewing it.
「It smells so good!」
Wiping the grease from the corner of his mouth, Ron couldn't help but sigh. Then he tore off another piece, wrapped it in his mouth, and chewed it. Then he picked up the wine bag and took two gulps.
Looking around, I saw that the collapsed door at the entrance had long been rotten, and the steps in front of the door were covered with withered yellow weeds. The spider webs on the beams were tangled randomly, and the broken tabletop was covered with dust.
"This place has been abandoned for many years at first glance. When I entered the village entrance, I found some tracks of wild beasts on the roadside -" At this time, a guard with a background of hunter said.
"This is not surprising. The surrounding mountains are densely forested and sparsely populated. A dilapidated place like this can easily become a place for wild beasts to inhabit."
Everyone said something to me, but Ron didn't say a word. Because the guards who followed him north this time were all hunters. As a farmer's son, Ron was naturally not as good at these things as these guys, so he didn't interrupt.
After having enough wine and food, except for two people who were standing guard outside the door, the others gathered around the fire and set up a makeshift bed. After a while, the snoring was like thunder·.
Early in the morning of the second day, after a simple breakfast, the group of people headed towards the mountains according to the place indicated on the map.
As soon as they left the village, a cliff dozens of feet high stood in front of several people. If we take a detour, it will take half the time. In order to save time, Ron ordered two guys who are good at climbing to cut a bunch of vines nearby and weave them together. Two people climb up first, then fix the upper end, and the others climb up the cliff along the vines.
After a lot of struggle, the seven people finally climbed to the top of the cliff.
But the road back is no easier than this cliff.
There are ravines, thorns, and rocks along the way. Even a few guards with hunter backgrounds would find it difficult to come and go freely in a place like this.
Ron followed the two guards and walked hard along the path they had cut with their short knives. The blood stains on the wounds scratched by the thorns on the face have solidified, and the sweat beads dripping down have already soaked the lining.
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Ron complained, "This bastard is really good at finding places. No wonder no one discovered his secret."
The guard in front reached out and grabbed Ron's arm, and the two of them exerted force at the same time. Ron jumped on his legs and jumped onto the boulder in front of him.
After the last guard climbed up the boulder, several people collapsed to the ground in unison.
Looking back at the thorny bushes and hanging strange rocks at the foot of the mountain, several people sighed repeatedly.
�� will need a few sips of water, and after replenishing his strength, Ron took out the map again; There is an independent and opposite peak on each side, and the cave is facing the northern peak.
Looking at the towering peaks on both sides, and then comparing the symbols marked in the picture, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Ron's mouth.
「Finally found it!」
The other guards finally breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the news.
"Come here, everyone!" Ron stood up and shouted to his subordinates. He then pointed to the ravine behind him and said, "Go straight up the ravine. There is a round boulder on the left. The place directly opposite the boulder is where the cave is. Remember it?"
"Remember!" several people replied in unison. "Let's go!" Ron put away the map, then jumped off the boulder and headed towards the ravine step by step——
At dusk, after trudging for half a day on the gravel slope covered with shrubs, the leading guard peeled away the dead branches in front of him, and the sight before him shocked him - a smooth boulder suddenly appeared in front of him. Even though it was covered with a lot of leaf litter, the outline of the boulder was still clearly visible.
"Found it!" A scream instantly dispelled everyone's fatigue.
Ron stepped forward quickly, pushed aside the dead branches and leaves on the boulder, and walked around the boulder to the back. A sparse path suddenly appeared in front of him. Yes, this is it! "Excited, Ron began to climb up the path. After a while, a cave less than two people high appeared in front of several people.
Even though the entrance to the cave is obviously covered by dead branches and miscellaneous trees, most of the trees covering it have collapsed due to wind and rain erosion.
Walking to the entrance of the cave, Ron drew out his long sword and chopped off a dead tree in front of him. Immediately afterwards, several guards came forward and dragged the remaining weeds and shrubs aside, and a cave that could accommodate two people entering at the same time appeared in front of everyone.
"Prepare torches and enter the cave!"
"Yes!"
The two guards took out the rosin that had been prepared, and then took out a few pieces of cloth to wrap the rosin and stuff it into a handful of dead branches.
As the sparks from the flint fell on the pine resin exuding the scent of pine, the fire suddenly rose·
"You two, stay outside the cave; the rest of you, follow me into the cave."
< br/> After Ron said that, he took the torch and walked straight into the cave. "Sir Ron, why do I feel that this place is different from ordinary caves." Smelling the rancid smell in the cave, a guard on Ron's left covered his nose and said.
Ron fanned his nose, and the sudden stench that hit his face made his stomach churn.
"Stop talking nonsense, open your eyes wide and check carefully!"
A few people held up torches and groped along the rock wall.
Stuck!
The sound of cracking bones suddenly came from the dark cave, sending chills down everyone's spine.
"What's the sound?" asked Ron, who was walking in the middle.
The people looked at each other, raised their torches and looked around.
Ron took a breath and adjusted his breathing. Just when he was about to lift his left foot to move forward, he suddenly found that the sole of his foot could not move.
When he raised his left foot again, he was still motionless.
Ron swallowed, lowered his head from the light, and then slowly moved the torch to his ankle~
When the firelight was projected onto the ground, several white blocks arranged side by side aroused his alertness.
The moment he bent down and lowered his head, the firelight clearly illuminated the bones beneath his feet. Ron's pupils suddenly dilated, and he suddenly shouted, "Ah!"
This sudden scream caused everyone to instantly pull out the long swords at their waists.
It turned out that Ron stepped on the ribs of a corpse with only white bones left with his left foot. The scratching sound just now was caused by the broken bones under his feet.
Ron moved the torch and followed the bones forward, with a scattered head facing downwards.
When several people gathered around, Ron had already pulled his left foot out of Hutai's chest,
"Sir Ron, this is~" A guard looked at the bones on the ground in horror, and was so frightened that he could no longer speak.
Ron took a torch and walked around for a few steps. The broken limbs and farm tools scattered on the ground told everything.
"Perhaps these people are the owners of the uninhabited houses at the foot of the mountain~"
After getting over the initial panic, a few people continued to walk into the cave. As we go deeper and deeper, more and more bodies are piled inside. Occasionally, a few rusty daggers and daggers can be seen.
I don’t know how much time passed, but several people were blocked by a wall.
Ron glanced at the gray wall in front of him, then held up the torch and looked around. The colors of the two were obviously different. Stepping over the scattered corpses at his feet, Ron drew out his long sword and stabbed it at the "stone wall" in front of him~
Boom! There was a muffled sound on the wall,
Ron raised the torch and stepped forward, tapping the hilt of his sword against the wall in front of him again.
Dong Dong!
Ron opened his eyes wide, inserted the long sword into the scabbard, stretched out his right hand, and rubbed hard, the prototype of the wall finally appeared.
"Finally found it~" Ron beamed with joy. Then he ordered people to unload the wooden boxes piled on top.
A guard raised the hammer in his hand and gave the iron lock a sharp hammer, causing the iron lock to fall to the ground.
Hence Ron reached out to lift the cover, and saw a dazzling golden light scattered under the irradiation of the flame. Looking at the box full of gold coins, Ron finally showed a satisfied smile, and immediately ordered his men to open the box again.
Suddenly, there were knocking sounds one after another in the cave. When wooden boxes filled with gold and silver were opened one after another, it was confirmed that what Ward Burley said was true.
Looking at the gold coins all over the ground, several people burst into laughter.
While he was happy, Ron did not forget the task that Art gave him. So, he took a few people out of the cave and released the two homing pigeons.
One flew south to deliver a message to Art, and the other went straight to the valley to ask the old steward to send people to transport the property back to Wellsburg.
After guarding the entrance of the cave all night, Bass, the commander of the garrison, finally came to meet him with hundreds of young peasants and soldiers.
Before leaving, Ron repeatedly warned Bass that this mission must be strictly kept secret by his subordinates. Anyone who leaks secrets will be severely punished.
After the handover was completed, Ron and several guards rushed south excitedly.