Realm of Power

Fatty and his group of more than ten people were riding on tall Supor war horses (smuggled by the Lida family from Ruidian). Although they were not wearing armor,

But the special long sword on the waist and the fierce-faced guards behind Fatty all show that Fatty's group is not a kind person.

The caravans passing by on the mountain road tried their best to avoid Fatty's group of unknown cavalry. Occasionally, some caravans who dared to rely on Fatty's cavalry were also large caravans with dozens of mercenary guards. Naturally, they were not afraid of Fatty's cavalry. Just a dozen people

It took more than two hours in total from Zhivadin to the southern exit of Sambuga Hills.

Fatty is quite satisfied with this speed of travel.

“If you want to be rich, build roads first!”

This slogan that was very loud in later generations actually contained a deep truth.

Numerous and smooth roads are the blood of a region. If the blood is not flowing smoothly, the region is destined to fail to prosper. If your own region wants to develop, it is inevitable to build a road connecting the four counties.

The wide road not only attracts many caravans, but also connects the three areas of Samoer, Zhivadin and Djerbo into a smooth triangle.

The light infantry was stationed at Samour Fortress, the cavalry was stationed at Zhivadin, and the heavy infantry was stationed at Djerpo.

The three regions are like an inverted triangle, centered on the commercial city of Zhivadin with roads extending in all directions and abundant supplies, connecting the other two places.

As long as there are enemies on any side, reinforcements and various supplies from the other two sides will arrive within half a day. This is the iron triangle defense system envisioned by Fatty.

This time, Fatty went to the Djalpo area not only to ignite the alchemist's fire, but also to inspect the Sambuga Mountain Road, which is the lifeline of the Iron Triangle.

Time is getting tighter and tighter, and any slack may cause hidden dangers for your future.

The sun had already risen high in the sky. The hot June noon made the fat man sweat profusely and his clothes were soaked. He had to find a shady place to rest before continuing on his way after the hot noon.

The fat man and others found a tall and lush tree to sit down at the intersection of Djerpo and Zivadin and Samor. The dense and wide canopy of the big tree covered an area of ​​more than ten meters around, forming a large area large enough for more than ten people. The shade of rest,

Seeing Fatty and a group of unidentified people squatting on the roadside, the passing caravan became more cautious. They slowed down their horses and passed by cautiously. A pair of wary eyes stared at Fatty, because this guy obviously belonged to this group of people. head,

Everyone else just stood in the shade, looking cautiously at the cars and horses passing by.

He was the only one who took off his shirt without scruples, revealing his white belly, and sat under the shade of a tree to fan himself, clearly looking like a wealthy country man.

If everyone hadn't known that the bandits and robbers who were making a living on this mountain road had been beaten cleanly by the Samoan recruits who came out for actual combat training, they would have turned around and fled long ago.

Accidents always happen in unexpected places,

In the afternoon, the sun began to weaken. The fat man had just taken a nap and stood up, patting the weeds on his butt. A dozen guards around him were also reinstalling the saddle on the horse's back.

"Gah"

Three gorgeous carriages suddenly stopped in front of Fatty. The first one stopped very quickly, and the two horses in front almost passed by Fatty.

The carriage suddenly stopped and brought up a gust of wind, which startled the fat man who was taking a rest. Several guards immediately ran over and blocked the fat man with their bodies, holding the handle of the knife tightly with their palms.

"Hey! You mountain people, do you know which way to Zhivadin City?"

There was no movement on the first carriage, and there was no apology at all for almost hitting someone just now.

The curtain of the second carriage that followed was partially opened, revealing the pretty face of a proud girl, wearing a white lace cap worn only by aristocratic maids. She looked at the fat man and others with disgust.

The girl didn't apologize at all for her recklessness that almost hit someone just now. Instead, she frowned slightly and curled her lips, as if even looking at Fatty and these people was torture.

"Mountain people?"

The fat man was stunned by the girl's shout. He touched his white belly with his right hand in dissatisfaction. He felt that he was losing his worth.

Although I was stained with a lot of dust on the road, I should still be different from ordinary mountain people. Who has seen mountain people riding precious Supor horses and carrying steel sabers?

With his appearance, he should be at least a mountain man at the level of the leader of the car bandits and road hogs. Being called a mountain man directly hurts the fat man's self-esteem.

The fat man who likes yinous people rolled his eyes, but instead of showing any dissatisfaction on his face, he responded with a look of honor.

"The city of Zhivadin, the little one just came from there. As for the road to Zhivadin, the little one can feel it even with his eyes closed, but..."

The fat man did not continue speaking, with a look of expectation on his face, and his eyes looked at the girl's face.

The girl in the white hat turned red when the fat man saw her, and scolded him angrily.

"What do you mountain people want to do! We are your lord's distinguished guests in Rivacheze. Even that hateful fat Samoer man has to be polite when he sees us. It's your untouchable honor for me to ask you for directions! If you do this again Zhizhiwuwu, I will have your heads chopped off immediately!"

The fat man pretended to be frightened by the girl's threat. He touched his neck with a worried expression and said with a sneer.

"If you want to chop off our heads, then we dare not say anything! As for the city of Zivadin, just look for it slowly. It is said that there are 999 forked roads in the Sambuga Hills. That Isa who committed suicide The Marquis committed suicide because he got into a fork in the road and couldn't turn out of the mountain. There are many of you, so you should be able to find the way if you keep wandering around. It will be there in ten and a half months. Don't be in a hurry, just treat it as a trip to Sambuga."

"You, you,..."

The girl in the white hat was so angry that the fat man could not speak, and her eyes almost burst into flames with anger. At this time, a soft female voice sounded from behind the girl in the white hat,

"Tilliany, stop messing around! You've delayed the lady's important event! Be careful that the lady will punish you again."

A beautiful and elegant face appeared next to the arrogant girl. The fat man's heart moved when he saw it.

A girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a maid's white lace cap on her head, with long flowing black hair hanging on her round white shoulders, and a pair of watery eyes that seemed to be able to draw away the soul of a person, stretched out from the car. He stretched out a white and elegant hand, holding a dazzling gold coin in his palm.

"Kind person, I apologize to you for Tiliani's rudeness just now. I hope you can tell us the way to Zhivadin. This gold coin will be regarded as my apology!"

"Okay, that's pretty much it! Since you are so sincere, I will accept your apology."

The fat man wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth with his right hand, took the gold coin with a smile, and took the opportunity to touch his fair and fragrant hand. It was very soft and frightened. The girl withdrew her hand in panic. Unexpectedly, this fool Fat people can also mop themselves up

“You can reach Zhivadin City by walking along this mountain road!”

The fat man pointed at the wide gravel road behind him with a wicked smile.

The two girls didn't expect the answer to be so simple, especially the arrogant girl who was so angry that she almost fainted. As the maid of the noble Marquis of Nissa, she had been treated by these mountain residents.

He stretched out a white finger, pointed at the fat man's nose and cursed

"It's that simple, but you dare to ask for a gold coin as a toll!"

The fat man shamelessly blew on the gold coin in his hand, put it into his jacket pocket with a clear conscience, and said with a sneer on his face.

"Why don't you dare to ask for the income from my own labor? It doesn't matter if you are willing to walk around the mountains a few more times. The scenery of the Sambuga Hills in June is very good!"

Watching the carriage go away and turn onto the right fork, Lidakus asked in confusion.

"Sir, that branch of the road seems to go to Samour, and the one on the left is to Zivadin. Did you forget the way you came so quickly?"

"Zhivadin? Did they say they were going to Zhivadin? I obviously heard about Samoer!"

The fat man glanced at Lidakus with a playful look, and Lidakus felt a chill all over his body.

"I have long heard that Fatty Satsuma is as small as the eye of a needle. Now it seems that this is not a groundless rumor!"