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"Surround these murderers who injured Master Nissar!" The city guards swarmed up under the identification of the mercenaries, and surrounded the barbarian archers and light cavalrymen. "Who are you? I don't know in Riwa Che, is it against the law to injure the nobles?"

"Who are you!" The fat man still had a bit of alcohol on his face, and looked at the city guards around him unhappy, spreading his palms, the white thorn thorn badge ring flashed in the sun, "I am Marquis Dustan of Zhivadin, do you want to punish me?"

　　 Last night, he was thrown out of Jiuxiaoyun by a group of low-level city guards, which made the fat man very unhappy. If this is not a Japanese car, the fat man may have violently ran away.

　　 "Master Dustan!"

　　The city guards were obviously shocked, and even the leading mercenaries were scared. The name "Marquis Dustan" is now in Ziva, but it is the most frequent name when chatting on the streets and alleys.

The deeds of the Satsuma Fatty had long been accompanied by the riot of the Neesa family, and it spread in the Zhiva car. From the Falcon territory to the defeat of the Kugits, the conservative and proud pride of the Shiva car suddenly discovered that they were not leaving them. In the far Samoir region, a legendary epic is being staged. Everyone loves heroes. Moreover, when the kingdom is in crisis, the brilliant heroes who turn the tide, the white dazzling thorn badges, like a fierce gust of wind, sweeping the heart of the Japanese tile, let the people All the giants in the city are eclipsed

This really defeated the ruthless role of the Kugits. A sneeze, a big man who needs to be shocked in the south, and tens of thousands of soldiers under his spear, can easily stab the Japanese tile into a honeycomb and let himself be mixed up like this. The city guard who ate the food came to control this man

The captain of the city guard looked at the mercenary with resentment. This pockmark is not a pockmark. This is called a pitman. I knew it was such a grandfather, even if I didn’t give any more money, the captain of the city guard quickly and respectfully saluted. "Dear Lord Marquis, I think this must be a misunderstanding!"

"Misunderstanding!" The fat man glanced dissatisfiedly at the captain of the city guard. The scared captain of the city guard was cold and sweating. The fat man did not want to care too much with such a small person. Besides, there are still serious matters to be done. Even if I don’t want to be harassed again! "

　　 "Yes, little understand" The captain of the city guard wiped cold sweat from his forehead, and a group of city guards immediately took the mercenaries away,

"Elder Tofira, what do you think of my proposal?" The fat man continued to mobilize Tofira with a flattered face, and he was already planning the preparation of the barbarian long archer. The fat man looked at the hesitant Tofira and continued to increase the weight. "As long as the Twa tribes are willing to move to Frondi, I can exempt you from the land tax and treat the mountains and forests there as hereditary land. Nobles and lords have no right to take back, but you must also bear certain Responsibility"

"It's finally here!" Tofila had long felt that it was not that simple. Fatty Samoan was so conscientious that there must be a conspiracy, but the poor jingle of the swamp, thinking of the fatty problem just now, could not help embarrassingly saying. Master, our Twawa really didn't cross the marsh. We really don't know what happened on that side!"

"Misunderstood!" The fat man smiled boldly. "I don't need you to cross the swamp. As a tax-free territory, you have an obligation to provide me with 2,500 longbowmen as military service. This condition should not be demanding! "

"2500 longbowmen!" Tofira blinked. In the thorn tile tribe of 100,000 people, 2500 longbowmen said more or less, not much. This is a big problem related to the entire tribe. Naturally To be clear, according to the description of the merchants, Tofira asked, "The people we provide are treated the same as your Samoir soldiers, such as military awards, land rewards, and promotion of titles."

"Of course it is the same. In our Samoer, there is no discrimination!" The fat man has already felt that Tofila is tempted. His longbow team is about to fall into his pockets. At this time, he needs to add another fire. "Not only the above list Under the same conditions, I can also let you stab people to serve as the commander of this long bow team."

"In that case, it would be great." Elder Tofira finally made up her mind and decided on the general direction. Then there were some details. The fat man promised to pay ten thousand gold coins to the Swarwa in advance and let them stay in the Japanese car. Then he bought food to facilitate his journey, and when he promised to return to Zhivading, he would go to the Southern Marsh and join the migratory army of the Swa tribe, and then go to Samoa together.

The Swa tribe promised to send 500 long archers first to the Fatty’s army for training. The commander was tentatively scheduled to be Questai, and the followers would follow the large army to arrive. The last two people signed this on the tavern’s table. A contract of historic significance,

　　This represents the beginning of the expansion of the Samoan forces to the surrounding ethnic minorities, and laid a solid foundation for the opening of new commercial channels, known in history as "the alliance of Japanese tiles"

　　 The fat man was full of experience and returned from the tavern to the branch of the business alliance in Riwache. The biggest gain of this trip to the south was to encircle the Twa people. This is far beyond the fat man, and began to prepare to come to the mess of anticipation,

　　The thorn tile long archer who can wear the knight armor at 100 meters is not only the natural nemesis of the Kugit heavy cavalry, but also the devil of the kingdom knight, this will be an extremely sharp arrow in the Samoan army,

　　With the thorn tile long archer, the heavy knights under a thousand people are the targets of the slaughter,

The Cavaliers are different from cavalry. Not only are they well equipped, the armor is difficult to penetrate, and they have excellent combat skills, but training is not easy. It often takes a few years but more than ten years to form. The fat man is not the idea of ​​forming a heavy knight. , But the harsh conditions have to make fat people give up

　　 "Since you can't own ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ then kill it!"

In the fat man's mind, the last defect of the Samoir formation was about to disappear because of the stab tile longbow squadron. Behind the thunderbolt and the crossbow bow group, there would be a hidden arrow that would tear the enemy who finally approached the formation. broken

Through this trip of the Japanese tile, the fat man has already felt the rich nobleness of the Japanese tile, and the rich culture has achieved the Dardanier family, but it also makes the Dardanier family trying to reform difficult and fixed. Cultural models and cognitive thoughts cannot be changed by a more enlightened competitive contest,

　　 An encounter with nobles like Kestay will not be the first, and definitely not the last,

　　 "Poor Dardanelle family, this is probably a cocoon."

The fat man sighed and looked again at the turbulent private army upstarts in the Kingdom of Kyoto. Judging from the constant front-line military newspapers, as the Kurgits withdrew north, the movement of the private army became more and more frequent In the west of Frondi County, 20,000 noble private troops have been assembled, and the atmosphere of war has become stronger and stronger.

　　 "Is Saron's game over?" Because he was drunk yesterday and the fat man missed the promotion game of Saron today. "It's over, Master Saron..." The guard at the door stopped talking.

　　 "He lost?"

"Yes, Lord Saron lost to a glorious swordsman named Chico Huli in the promotion game today. Captain Saron only suffered a minor injury, but the opponent was also cut and injured his left arm. It is too unfair to judge Chico Huli to win!"

"Oh, is it?" The fat man frowned. Obviously, the Dardanelles made a move in this competition. "Tomorrow should be the final. I can see exactly who this Chico Huli is. !"