Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

"Hand over all your belongings!"

The people in Duanjiao shouted excitedly, and at first there were two leaders, a man and a woman, organizing them.

The soldiers subconsciously wanted to look at Yamudu.

But at Yamudu's signal, Lugu took the lead and threw a bunch of coins on the open space in front of him to express his attitude. The others had no choice but to do so, with pain on their faces.

Most of these are private property of the soldiers.

As ordinary soldiers, their money was not as good as that of officers; but after arriving in Shark Village, black converts supported them for food and drink, and with their secret filial piety from time to time, they accumulated a lot.

In the blink of an eye, a small mountain of scattered Kai coins was piled up.

This shocked the people with broken horns.

I think this is the first time I have encountered such a big fish.

The two Shaq leaders looked at each other and seemed to be discussing something together.

"Brothers, we are just passing merchants, reselling some local products between villages. There is really nothing left over..." Lu Gu pretended to be their leader and showed his kindness.

It stands to reason that if you encounter a robber on the road, life or death will be in the hands of the other party.

It is common to seek both wealth and life.

But there are indeed a lot of people on Yamudou's side; if there is a real fight, not much money can be squeezed out, and the robbers will lose money if one more brother is killed.

Now they are so cooperative.

There is no reason to continue to be in trouble.

Yamoudou waited for a reply.

As for losing a little money... The merchants' guild, apart from anything else, is most in need of coins. It is not a problem at all to reissue military pay to appease the soldiers afterwards.

Fortunately, among this remnant army.

There are no people who can't understand the situation just for a small profit.

"Go over there."

The two leaders discussed it for a while, but they didn't seem to expect it to go so smoothly, and finally decided to let it go. A gap opened in the siege, and the Broken Horn robbers Liandao were whispering on both sides. They were all talking vulgar words about the lower class, which made Yamudu a little upset.

The soldiers rushed through it.

Yamudou covered his face in a hood to protect him from the rain, lowered his head, and hid his body among them, trying to hide himself out.

"etc."

Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from the team of the Broken Hornmen.

The Union City soldiers who had just passed halfway were frightened by the coldness in the voice and did not dare to go any further.

Yamudou frowned and looked over with his peripheral vision.

I saw a female Shaq warrior who was thin and even looked a little weak walking out. She was carrying a huge segmented ax on her shoulders. At first glance, it could break her waist.

However, she walked clearly and steadily.

Moreover, the horns on the head were also sawed off.

Judging from the reverence surrounding this man, he must be the leader among them...Yamudu thought in his mind.

"I smell meat."

However, the Shaq man sniffed it and suddenly said: "You still have some dry food with you, hand it over together."

Yamudu felt a chill in his heart.

The drizzle in the jungle, the miasma of the swamp, even if they brought meat, it was biltong... Not to mention how the other party smelled it, this was undoubtedly making things difficult for them.

more importantly.

It doesn't matter if the coins are lost, but without food...the group can't get out of the swamp.

Lu Gu, who was pretending to be the team leader, had already walked to the front of the team and left the circle surrounded by the Broken Horn robbers. However, he was still some distance away from Yamudu in the center of the team. Even if he wanted to support him, he could not catch up. At this moment, he could only feel anxious secretly in his heart.

"Master Chief," Yamudou could only come out and lowered his head and said, "Our business was already losing money, and now we have even kept the principal. You can go to any town with this money. I can buy doubled rations and hope to leave us a way to survive..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bee Man's heart twitched.

It was like being poked in a sore spot.

The rhetoric he made up casually was actually in line with his real situation - Long En often said that the shopping mall is like a battlefield, and vice versa... And wasn't this a big defeat a business in which he made no profit and lost money?

Perhaps subconsciously, he still couldn't let go.

"A way to survive?"

Naturally, the vulgar Shaq could not understand the truth. She just glanced at the little human figure who stood up to plead for mercy and said, "I don't want to force you to death."

"Guys are just hungry right now."

"Otherwise, how about you keep the food and I give you some money and treat it as a purchase?"

There has never been such a robber in the world.

Yamudou was stunned.

He realized that there was a loophole in what he had just done - from the perspective of Union City soldiers, of course they needed enough food to get out of the swamp... But if they were just local merchants, it wouldn't take long for them to return to their villages. Even if he was hungry for a meal or two, it wouldn't be a big deal. He shouldn't be so anxious... He was impatient and lost his calmness.

Fortunately, it's not too late.

"How dare you bother the leader? This is all our tribute. There is no reason to take it back..."

He gritted his teeth and decided to keep all the food.

They were out of food, but they still had people.

These people now look like destitute refugees, but in essence they are wolf-like soldiers. When they are out of danger, they can loot a passing village to complete supplies.

It just increases the risk of exposing your whereabouts...

"Oh? You're quite knowledgeable." The female Shaq leader raised her eyebrows, a little surprised, "Actually, I'm also very interested in your people..."

Hearing this, the entire body of the remaining soldiers tensed up instantly.

Yamudou's fists hidden under his robes also clenched immediately.

"Don't be nervous," Shaq suddenly laughed, "Actually, I met a group of human traffickers outside Mud Town. They came to hunt slaves, but the people they were looking for were not ordinary - it is said that they were given to United City. To be a servant and housekeeper, aristocrats need to know etiquette and be able to settle accounts... Ordinary people do not have this qualification. "

"People say they are slaves, but they are living in Union City, and the treatment is much better than living in the swamp where there is wind and rain. Even I was moved when I heard it. Fortunately, these brothers and sisters under me are not very smart. , people don’t like it, otherwise I don’t know how many people would follow.”

"Little insect," although Yamudou was all tucked under his robe, the female leader could still see through his race at a glance, "I see that you have a quick mind and speak in an organized manner. It seems that your situation is not good now. , why not just sell it to them——

"Of course, I can also get an introduction fee. To be honest, it's more profitable than Jie Dao."

Then she gave a number.

If this is true, it's tempting indeed.

"As for other people, if you want to give it a try, you can follow me... If you're not interested, you can go wherever you fall in love, and I won't stop you anymore!"

What Chief Shaq said was clearly about human trafficking.

But when it came out of her mouth, coupled with the hoarse voice, she actually had a heroic temperament, which was quite strange from a certain perspective.

Rugu heard it too.

He knew that due to the oppression of gangs, many swamp people who could not survive often sold themselves into slavery. This was not new, and it had even gradually formed an industry (most of which were monopolized by the Double Blade Group); and the human traffickers the other party mentioned were, Undoubtedly, they were slave merchants. They often came to this unowned land to "purchase goods" in the past. Gangs of all sizes turned a blind eye, collected protection fees and tolls, and some even actively cooperated.

Being from United City, they knew it all too well; it was also convenient for them to sneak in in the first place.

However, what Lu Gu cares about now is: Maybe the real swamp people will hesitate when faced with such a choice of selling themselves... But they are originally in the same group as the slave merchants, and the other party is an important member of the merchants' guild.

When the time comes, we will meet.

Yamudou naturally has a way to prove his identity.

In this way, rather than selling himself into slavery, it is better to say that he has found a team of allies to support him... The hope of leaving the swamp is greatly increased.

Worth the gamble.

Many smart United City soldiers also thought of this.

With imperceptible hope in their eyes, they looked at Yamudou, obviously ready to make a move.

"How?" Leader Shaq put down his segmented axe, leaned on the ground, and patiently looked at the little man in front of him, waiting for an answer, as if he really thought he had good qualifications.

Yamudu's face was hidden in his hood, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

He said: "Okay... okay."

"However, I'm just an accountant. I only survived because of the team leader's favor. This life is not my own, and I can't make the decision."

"I have to discuss it with him..."

As he spoke, he pushed away the crowd. He looked unhurried, but in fact he strode towards Lugu's direction.

"As for the others... everyone can decide for themselves."

After hearing Yamudou's words, the soldiers understood it as an order and allowed the surrounding Broken Horn robbers to control them - for them, this was a relief.

"..." Lu Gu took the initiative and was about to speak.

His hand was firmly held by Yamudou.

"Hurry..." Bee Man squeezed out a few words through his teeth, "Run!"

Lu Gu was horrified, and without any hesitation, he grabbed Yamudou and carried him on his back, and rushed out. With his great strength, he didn't even need to pull out the steel knife hidden in his waist to break through the defense of the robbers.

"what happened……"

He still had some energy left and turned around slightly.

I saw only behind me, for a moment.

The broken-horned robbers waved their sharp blades one after another.

Blood splashed and heads fell to the ground.

"These people are lying!" Yamudou gritted his teeth.

"They are... enemies!"

He heard the flaw.

The price offered by that leader Shaq was too high.

——When he was sold to the slave owner, what he received in exchange was only three days of coarse grains, which was enough.

They are definitely laymen.

I have never met a real slave trader...

As for the Union City soldiers who were under control, they were unable to resist at all. The remaining soldiers, most of whom had not yet had time to surrender, were frightened by the scene and scattered, regardless of being still surrounded, creating huge chaos.

Yamoudou knows.

After successive defeats, they have lost their fighting spirit.

If they were forcibly ordered to resist and fight a powerful enemy like death, it might even trigger a mutiny - instead of doing this, it would be better to let them delay for the last moment.

Listening to the continuous screams, Lin Ye was hit in the face, and it hurt... Yamudou couldn't help but look back and looked at the leader of Shaq who was commanding the Broken Horns - Intuitively, she gave herself a A very dangerous feeling.

However, here's the surprise.

The female Shaq warrior did not come after her, she was still holding the segmented ax in both hands.

Look this way quietly.

——She was undoubtedly looking this way, because Yamudou caught her gaze.

That look.

Like a farewell.

With a "bang", Yamudou suddenly felt like the world was spinning, and then he was thrown heavily to the ground, splashing mud and water all over his body.

He quickly stood up and looked at Lu Gu.

I saw this warrior who had changed into plain clothes, still maintaining the motion of throwing him with one hand, like a giant throwing a javelin - but from his back, a long knife with a strange arc penetrated straight out.

The blood kept dripping.

Lu Gu just froze in place.

No one noticed that at some point, a thin man with golden eyes like a falcon blocked the way, like a shadow.

He drew the knife so violently that blood splashed all over his body.

He pushed the warrior in front of him again, and his body fell heavily.

"What I am most proud of is my swordsmanship. It's a pity that I finally borrowed a good knife..." Jaeger shook the blood on the knife and said, "You don't wear armor anymore."

He looked at the bees on the ground, with naked hatred in his eyes.

"...anti-slavery." The other party didn't even cover his face at this moment, and Yamudou immediately recognized this thug who was on the wanted list.

There was no time to feel sad for Lu Gu. The heart of this noble attendant was already filled with another kind of clarity, a kind of transparency that was settled and completely defeated.

This is very sad for a person with deep thoughts.

Another great reward.

He already knew the outcome.

--I see.

Well, not the Hounds.

But 'he' won.

Swamp ninjas, anti-slavery people, strange horn-breaker warriors...

How many trump cards did that person have prepared?

A memory suddenly appeared in Yamudu's mind.

He once thought that he had seen through the other party's arrangement, and thought it was nothing more than that... But he didn't expect that the actions exposed were just the tip of the iceberg, and he was better prepared than anyone else.

From the moment you step into Shark Village.

He was caught in the net.

"Lu Beiyou..." Yamudou struggled to stand up.

It's the end of the road.

"..." Jaeger dragged the knife and approached the noble attendant.

He was a little dissatisfied.

I'm the one who wants to kill you now. What do you mean by calling someone else's name?

This is a huge insult to a man.

Although, it is indeed that person's arrangement that I can appear here... It makes me even more unhappy when I think about it.

However, Jaeger did not really want to kill the opponent - his position in Union City seemed to be very important, and the value of being captured alive was even greater.

Suddenly, Yamudou pulled out the sharp knife hidden in his sleeve and slashed it at his chest.

"!" Jaeger had no time to stop him.

The fountain of blood shot into the sky, but the bee-man's head flew to the ground.

Behind him, the leader of the Broken Hornmen, a female Shaq warrior, swung her flat sword, and the blade directly cut off Yamudu's slender neck.

Jaeger: "...What are you doing?"

Luca: "He's going to kill himself."

If he wants to commit suicide, you kill him first? Although Jie Ge has been with this group of warriors who call themselves the Skeleton Corps for a long time, he still said that he cannot fully understand their thinking - it is both weird and pure.

However, at least they are on the same page at the moment.

Luka leaned down, groped for a while, and took out a notebook from the chest and skirt of Yamudou's corpse. The cover was soaked in blood.

Fortunately, if he died from a knife in the chest, there would be more contaminated parts.

"What is this?" Jaeger pretended to want to take a look.

"Sorry human, although you are also an outstanding warrior, it seems that it can't give it to you." It was another person who spoke.

Tora, the fearless one, strolled over from the battlefield, took the notes from Luca's hand, put them into his arms without looking through them, and said in a low voice:

"After all, it's the commission from the swordsman in black."

Jaeger shrugged and didn't argue.

After being together for so long, he also knew that the swordsman in black mentioned by the skeleton group refers to the leader of the Skinners, the man named Lu Beiyou. Although that guy is carrying a machete tomorrow...

However, when he beat himself violently, he also showed off his boxing skills.

It's probably not unusual to have some other secrets.

In Jaeger's mind, he also re-evaluated the value of Lubei Tour——

As an anti-slavery person, my horizons are not limited to this.

He was vaguely aware of it.

This battle will change the pattern of the swampland and the entire world.

Perhaps it will have far-reaching impacts.