Start: Obtain the portal and hand it over to the country

"Command, command, please reply when you receive it."

At this time, the sound of the walkie-talkie came to Zhao Wuliang's ears.

"This is the command post, please."Deputy Base Chief Qiu responded.

"We have discovered troops from unknown forces. Hundreds of armed soldiers will arrive at Green Village in about thirty or forty minutes. Please give us your instructions."

Deputy Base Commander Qiu glanced at Zhao Wuliang, looking forward to his instructions.

At present, the combat strength of the Dragon Kingdom is not very strong. The small base with only 50 people may not be able to defend it if it is targeted. There is no need to look for it.

Causing trouble.

Zhao Wuliang decided to remain content for the time being.

"Let them follow and don't act rashly"

"Let’s first see what this group of people is going to do."

"yes!"

Deputy Base Commander Qiu passed on Zhao Wuliang's instructions.

In the wild about 10 kilometers away from Green Village, a troop was marching.

Most of this troop was composed of infantry, and the others were three second-level magicians. A third-level priest.

In the jungle not far away, three people wearing ghillie suits followed the unit closely.

So far, no one has discovered their existence.

"Really, a small village actually asked me to come over to collect taxes."

Raymond was riding on the horse, looking a little impatient.

It's no wonder.

After the battle, he was planning to take a good rest.

Unexpectedly, he turned around and received a new mission.

"Mr. Raymond calmed down, if this task can be completed, Yves might be happy and share a few percent of it with us."

Raymond nodded. He was just complaining, but he didn't have any other ideas.

And for tax collection, who says you have to hand it over in full?

Keep some for yourself. Most lords will turn a blind eye. As long as you don't pay too much Just go too far.

Soon.

The troops arrived at the bridge leading to the island.

Standing by the bridge, Raymond looked at the other side of the bridge carefully.

It seemed that there was no skeleton at all.

"Tax collector, where is the skeleton you mentioned?"

The tax officer was also puzzled.

The last time he came to collect taxes, the place was obviously blocked by skeletons.

Why are there none now?

"This...I don't know about this either. There were obviously piles of them when I came here last time."

Raymond was speechless for a while. If there were no skeletons, there would be no need for him to come here.

We've all come, and it's impractical to go back now."

"Forget it, let's go to the village and collect taxes quickly"

"let's go"

"yes."

The group of people headed toward the village without encountering any danger along the way. When they arrived at the village, the village chief who should have appeared long ago did not appear.

There were only twenty or thirty old men, women and children left in the village.

They stared blankly at Raymond's troops, wondering what to do

"Where is your village chief?"

The tax official asked several villagers.

"The village chief... went to work"

"Work?"

The tax official was stunned for a moment, and then he was relieved.

This village is so poor that if you don't do part-time labor, you might not be able to survive. It's normal to go to work, after all, no one knows they will come today.

"Ask your village chief to come over quickly, the great Lord Raymond has already arrived."

Raymond stood on horseback, his tall body glowing with white light in the sun.

Paired with the white and silver armor, he looked somewhat heroic.

He was already a ninth-level warrior, and was only one step away from becoming a war saint. Far away.?

At this moment.

A jeep drove slowly from a distance

"What is this?"

Raymond and the others were stunned, what is this?

"It looks like a carriage, but how can it run so fast without a horse in front?"

"Yes, it seems to be made of iron, and such a heavy thing can actually move."

Everyone was whispering, guessing what this thing was.

In a blink of an eye, the jeep stopped in front of everyone. There were five people in the car, one was the old village chief, one was Zhao Wuliang, and the remaining three belonged to Zhao Wuliang. Personal guard.

Raymond rode on the horse and inspected the jeep.

Then he put his hand on his chin and touched it.

He wanted this thing.

Although he didn't know what it was.