The World Civilization Million Lords

It is not too late.

On the return journey, Mobigan was able to rush back to the Hanal tribe at the fastest speed.

Looking at the happy face of Mobigan.

Butter is also a happy heart.

Only when it is a thing.

However, after entering the camp, I found out that this was completely different from what he thought.

After hearing the phrase from the mouth of Mobigan, ‘the 10,000-strong civilization refused to send troops’.

At the last moment, Battelle, who was full of joy, was completely frozen at the last moment.

At the same time, he is a bit too reactive.

what's the situation? Things didn't work, are you still laughing like a blooming old chrysanthemum?

If it is not because of the identity of Mobigigan 'uncle'.

Battel is estimated to be worried.

Looking at Batt, who is obviously not very good-looking.

After the reaction, Mobigan quickly said that the deal he had reached with the Wanxiang civilization.

After listening to it, Battelle not only did not like it, but was shocked.

"Three thousand sheep? Eight hundred cows? Five hundred horses?! Uncle Mobigan, are you crazy?!"

After a few years, relying on the bravery of Battelle.

Their Hanal tribes have annexed many other grassland tribes.

How much can be considered to restore some of the glory of the past.

But even so, three thousand sheep, eight hundred cows and five hundred horses are not a small number.

Just listening, let Batel feel a pain.

Mobigan apparently knows what Battelle is thinking.

I saw his god's mysterious handle lifted.

"Don't be excited, see what this is!"

During the conversation, Mobygan moved the things in his hand.

"Isn't that a knife?"

Looking at the sword in Mobigan’s hand, Batt’s brow wrinkled.

Didn't go to the heart at first, isn't it a sword?

Although their Hanal tribe weapons are scarce, Mobigan is his uncle after all.

What is the identity of this identity, with a sword to defend itself?

And Mobigan, who heard this, quickly waved his hand.

Then emphasize that...

"look carefully!"

Look at Mobigan's deliberate appearance.

Battel resisted the temper and once again fell his sight on the sword.

I looked at it seriously.

I really let him see how different it is.

Many of the weapons of the Hanal tribe were taken from the soldiers of the Chalkhan Prairie.

In other words, it is very worn.

And this sword is unexpected new...

Battelle, who realized this, subconsciously took over the sword from Mobi Gan.

After the right hand grips the handle, it screams with ‘铮’.

The sword was suddenly unsheathed.

At that moment, even in a dimly lit camp.

The sharp blade also brought a touch of cold.

"Good knife!"

No need to try at all.

The chill on the blade.

It has already made Battelle clearly aware of the sharpness of the knife.

Then, just listen to a subordinate who was quickly rushing to his side and said...

"Put your knife out."

The subordinates who heard this were obviously aware of what Battelle wanted to do.

Then quite simply pulled out the sword of his waist.

The result is in the next second, only the sound of two blade collisions is heard.

The sword in the hands of the subordinates broke into two on the spot!

But the blade of the sword in the hands of Batel is basically not seen, and there is no one breach.

This situation, and the opponent's old sword, can not be separated.

At the same time, although I don’t know what kind of weapon Sishen got from.

But the proportion of bronze used in forging weapons is obviously not optimal.

The formula used by the Wanjie civilization to smelt bronze is the best ratio that Luo Ji has specifically found.

This makes the resilience of the bronze weapons of the Wanfang civilization more obvious than the weapons of the Chaer Khan Prairie.

The two reasons are combined, and this has just happened.

Looking at the knife in the hands of the subordinates, the look of Batt's face was filled with an ecstasy that could not be concealed.

"Ha ha ha, good knife, it really is a good knife!!"

During the conversation, Batt's eyes fell directly on his uncle Mobigan.

"Uncle Mobigan, the weapon of the Emperor of Wanxiang civilization and us, can each have such a level?"

"Of course."

As a great contributor to this matter, Moby was inevitably proud of his heart.

"The weapon of the Wanjie civilization is better than the weapon in the hands of the Siqin guy! As long as the batch of weapons that have been exchanged are all equipped to the soldiers in the tribe, we will take advantage of the weapons and use them again." ?"

For Mobigan's remarks.

Butter is in the heart.

However, the words just now reminded him.

These weapons are not given to him by white.

He has to pay the corresponding price.

Three thousand sheep, eight hundred cows, and five hundred horses!

As soon as he thought of it, Battelle couldn't help but hurt.

Looking at the bitter face of Battelle.

Mobi Gan standing on the side has a feeling of 'hatding iron is not steel.'

"Bartell, how can you turn your head and bend?! As long as we change to these weapons and defeat the troops of the Chalkhan Prairie, when they are cattle, sheep, horses, and slaves, we are all of!"

I have to say that Mobigan’s words really reminded him.

Probably the reason why I have been losing in recent months.

This led to Batel not thinking about it in the first place~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Now think about it, his uncle's words really do make sense.

At this point, Barton bit his teeth and nodded.

"Well, Uncle Mobygan, I promised this thing!"

A transaction was officially promoted at this moment.

And to trade the weapons and equipment of the Hanal tribe.

In the three grassland cities on the border of Wanjie civilization, there are ready-made ones.

Weapons and equipment were replaced by the former garrison troops.

The grain and grass are specially hoarded in advance in order to use the soldiers in the grassland.

Later, because of the bumper harvest of autumn food, there is no shortage of food.

Therefore, the food that lingers in the pools of the three grasslands will continue to lie there.

After all, a batch of grain and grass transported back and forth, it is also a waste of manpower and material resources, and time.

The two sides quickly determined a trading location.

In order to exchange weapons and food as soon as possible.

Bartle personally led a team of grassland cavalry, carrying cattle and sheep horses to the trading location.

On the side of the Wanjie civilization, in order to ensure the smooth flow of the transaction.

It is also to avoid some unpleasant things.

Luo Ji quite simply sent two generals, Bai Ze and Bu Ri Gu De.

Let them lead a thousand cavalry.

At the same time, with weapons and equipment, rushed to complete the transaction with the Hanal tribe.

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