Ride and Cut

Most people in the world will watch others order dishes after all. It's not considered power, it can only be said to live.

In this regard, the wilderness is no different from Pompeii. It is an eternal truth to lean against a big tree to enjoy the shade.

There is often quite apathy between different wilderness tribes. If Nehru did the work himself, it would be difficult to find the church door with a pig's head.

Fortunately he is not.

After several tough battles, Alpine Fort has already erected a resounding gold-lettered signboard in the surrounding indigenous circles. Brave fighters, sophisticated equipment, and powerful wizards together constitute the external image of Alpine Fortress, and the rumors of the defeated become more and more evil. The name "Scarlet Demon King" once made the crying children shut up immediately.

It is said that he is a butcher on the battlefield with infinite strength holding an epee. As long as he is swept away by his eyes, the soul of the warrior will be exiled to the cold and gloomy world of death, and will never be able to step into the cycle again.

At first, the surrounding tribes planned to move and escape overnight, but they gradually found that Gaoshanbao had no interest in them at all, so they settled down again.

Now it's rare to have an opportunity to flatter, and they don't want to hold on to it like a life-saving straw.

Anyway, Nehru felt that since the moment he left the mountain fort, his status had improved immediately. Those chiefs who used to be arrogant suddenly became almost obsequious.

However, he had already made a fool of himself in the Alpine Fort, and he didn't like these crude foods, but he knew in his heart that the task entrusted by the lord could not be delayed.

The circulation of those bronze wares has never been concealed at all, and it is not difficult to find out the ins and outs of it a little bit. Besides, someone immediately stood up and acted as a guide for them.

In this way, things became very easy. One tribe after another inquired about the past, and it went smoothly, and it took only a few days to find the place of origin. Along the way, there were more and more leading party members who followed them. When they set off, there were only Nehru and ten barbarians, but now they have become a crowd of forty or fifty people.

On the way back, the size of the team continued to grow like a snowball.

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"I almost thought someone was attacking Gaoshan Fort again." Li Cha rolled his eyes.

There were at least two hundred people behind Nehru, all looking at Li Cha eagerly. The origin of these people is very complicated, and no one can tell which tribe they sneaked in from, but it is certain that wanting them to return to their respective homes is tantamount to daydreaming, and members who leave the tribe without authorization usually never want to go back.

"Li Cha, it's very difficult for these people to survive independently now..." Buckland wanted to persuade him, but felt that the Lord of the High Mountain Castle was not someone who could easily be persuaded, so he was in a dilemma.

"One day, each person will give me a sickle, and I will all cut the grass and feed the cows." Facing this group of weak natives who have no resistance, the lord still couldn't bear to push them all to the wilderness to die.

Seeing them go happily to receive the sickle, the lord threw a roll of sheepskin map and a carbon stick to Nehru, "Mark the location."

The kobold picked up the carbon stick and bit his lip, hesitating for a moment. He couldn't read maps at all, and finally drew a circle bigger than an egg on the map that was less than one foot long and wide, and said uncertainly, "It's almost here."

This one covers at least a hundred miles of land.

"I...forget it, let's pick a reliable guide." The lord waved him to get out of here.

"Li Cha, do you want to lead the team there yourself?" Annie seemed in a good mood.

Bronze wares cannot be eaten or drunk, and they still have to be circulated through Woya Trading Company. She couldn't help being happy that such a big business opened just after the store was established.

"Let's go, this time there is no need to mobilize a large number of people, dozens of people are enough." The lord nodded, "Nehru said that there is indeed a relic, but the scale is not large and it was dug up long ago."

"However, I still have to go and see what's going on with my own eyes. In addition, the local tribe must still have a lot of stocks. I don't bother to embarrass them. I just trial-produced a batch of weapons for export a few days ago, and I just took them to barter."

"All things have spirits, and it is best to solve problems peacefully." Buckland smiled as he pressed the golden oak leaf on his chest.

He had not been in Alpine Castle for a long time. At this moment, he felt that although the lord of Alpine Fort was not upright all day long, he was not as cruel and cruel as the bard said. This shows how terrible the gossip is.

"At that time, I will sell them all and exchange them for wheat beans, and exchange them for hundreds of tons." The lord could not help but twitch twice.

"That's true." Buckland nodded vigorously, with lingering fear on his face.

The Skahrs used to have many full-time production vassals under their command, but they were all disbanded because they wanted to go to the King of Pompeii.

Unexpectedly, the world is uncertain and the plan cannot keep up with the changes. The king did not defect to Cheng, but became a subject of a small pioneering territory.

Of course, there is no doubt about the power of the ground dragons in the Skaar Grassland, but their food intake is also unimaginable for ordinary people. That strong and burly body is completely supported by eating enough food, and the rice bucket in the usual sense can't hold it that much.

Although Dixinglong is an omnivore with a wide range of diets, it usually lives mainly by grazing. But just the wheat beans and a small amount of meat as supplementary food, it seems that they are holding on to the inventory of Gaoshanbao and opening the floodgates.

After a short preparation, Li Cha took a dozen or so centaur rangers and dozens of rabbitmen, and set out on a carriage in a carriage.

The sun rose and the moon fell alternately, and only a week later, Gaoshanbao welcomed his master again.

"Is everything going well?" Annie was the first to raise her hand to ask.

Li Cha smiled proudly, turned around and lifted the cover of the carriage, inside was a half-carriage of ancient weapons piled up in disorder.

Suddenly there was a sound of gasping for air.

"Praise God." While Annie held her heart in her hands and let out a sigh of relief, she couldn't help worrying that such a huge quantity might directly wipe out the price of ancient weapons on the market, and she began to bite her lip and think about how to avoid losses as much as possible.

Qiqiu ran and jumped into the carriage, picked up a dagger like an epee carrying a two-handed sword, stood on the edge of the carriage and kicked back and forth.

"The little nigger is quite clever." The lord stretched out his finger and scratched its creaking nest, and Qiqiu immediately let out a strange cry and lay down and pretended to be dead.

"Day, who did you learn this trick from?" He was a little dumbfounded.

Nehru was too short to see directly into the carriage, and was trying to climb up to have a look to satisfy his curiosity. Hearing what the lord said, he suddenly trembled, jumped down and ran away without looking back while no one was paying attention.