Wizards of the North

The matter quickly spread to the ears of the Duke, and of course it also spread to the ears of the mission. The Duke seemed to be very generous, and his nephews and nephews won cleanly, and there is no need to bring people to find places. This is a great happy event. This kind of pride that children finally grow up to be able to let go of them makes the Duke's face red. Words came from the castle too, playing well and not ashamed. There are also people who get scolded. If this happens next time, don't hug your arms around. You don't want to rush to watch the show.

Small things in the eyes of the duke are big things in the mission.

The uncivilized Northland business has never seen the caravan coming and going. You have a caravan to exchange, which is a good thing, anyone in the Northland wants to change, no one stops. If the caravan doesn't come, what should the people of the North do? Moreover, the items brought by the mission every three years have nothing to do with the caravan, and this supply will not be lost. The caravans that came with the mission were more like private goods carried by the nobles, but the private goods were more profitable.

The caravan, which has always taken a big advantage, secretly laughed at the closure and ignorance of the northerners, but this time was shocked by the sudden appearance of the blow.

Being able to come to the Northland to communicate with each other will naturally not be a club. The general principle is to be courteous and then pawn. Li is judgment, a means to preserve one's face and interests when strength is unknown. Respect in front of people, flutter and investigation from behind are bound to happen. As a result, all the companies involved in the caravan's interests in the mission sent out knights. The knights who can go out with the mission are naturally elites. Even if their military strength is slightly weaker, at least they will not lose their brains, and most of the knights are both civil and military. Otherwise, wipe this **** today and that tomorrow, this mission should basically be destroyed. From the perspective of both civil and martial arts, the people from the North, who are known for their military power, are far worse in literature.

When the mission sent a number of experienced knights to the scene, they found that the dragon knights were looking around with a heavy face. This made the people in the mission very dissatisfied. This matter has nothing to do with you. You just look around so generously. This is called sabotaging the scene, and it will have a big impact on people who are looking at it.

However, it’s not the time to be bickering. Everyone immediately looked around separately. The result is that the more they look, the more they feel cool, the more they look, the more frightening they are. All the knife wounds can be determined to be from one person's hands. Everyone is amazed in their hearts, even Someone has been irritated and whispered repeatedly: "What a quick knife!"

"What a quick knife..."

A knight found the caravan manager who was still lying on the ground and did not dare to get up and asked. When he was questioned, he just wanted to get up and heard the word in his ear: "Just answer like this. You can't die for one night."

Take care of...

...

The details came back quickly. Although the caravan members were allowed to continue lying on their stomachs, they couldn't just stay cold. So two small teams of knights were dispatched to guard nearby. I just hope that these northern barbarians will raise their hands and let them go tomorrow. According to rumors, the northerners will not hold an overnight hatred.

Things are easy to handle, which territory has no tolls? Northland will accept it as long as it wants to.

Sleeping refreshed all night, Bran routinely completed the daily training, and then the same group of men and women from the north came to the checkpoint. At this moment, he completely forgot the group of caravans who were still lying on the ground. In fact, the character of the people from the north should go back to each house after the fight. As for whether the opponent wants to stand or fall down, that is It is not their turn to worry about their own affairs.

If this group of scared caravans knew the real situation, they would not know what they would think.

An accompanying official of the mission quietly waited in front of the checkpoint, to be precise, at the table, with a gentle expression of neither humble nor arrogant attitude.

After watching the child Bran sit down, he did not rush to speak: "It is the right of every nobleman to collect tariffs. Yesterday someone wanted to forcibly break through the barrier, which is a provocation to all nobles."

Bran raised his face and watched this man smile, and the smile continued to expand on his face, muttering in his heart: "Is there a nobleman in the North? We people in the North still have this self-knowledge, you group of double-faced guys."

Faced with Bran’s obvious and contemptuous smile, the official still had a serious face, and took a step forward, looking down at Bran, and said: “However, the provocateur has been killed by the adults on the spot. The others are serious businessmen and should not be implicated. Therefore, I hope that the adults will let them go after collecting tolls."

The smile on Bran's face was slowly constricted at this time, and he stretched out his hand to Dani. The expression of the official in front of him changed drastically. It was mentioned in all the detailed reports yesterday that the child took his attendant's hand as if afraid, and then the female soldier killed all who dared to stand with a squinting attitude. The person in front of you.

"Of course," the official said hurriedly: "As caravan guards who provoked the incident, their businesses will also be severely punished, and their belongings will be fined and confiscated to you."

However, his face turned pale, he still looked a little desperately as the little hand touched the palm of his attendant, and then the tall northern warrior bent over and picked up the child, turned and left...

In his trance, he heard the female soldier's voice like fairy music: "According to what you said, by the way, collect the caravan tax and send it to the entrance of the villa."

"It must be done, it must be done..." At this time, he finally felt the coolness of sweat on his back.

A northern soldier on the side squeezed a drawing into his hand, explained briefly, and asked the caravan to enter the designated area according to the arrangement. Then he pointed to it impatiently and said: "There are instructions, see for yourself if you don't understand. By the way, do you know how to read?"

Seeing the official nodding his heads one after another, a happy big mouth with a grin and a nice look of the brothers, he patted this on the shoulder, and didn't care about this gradually lowered body following his shooting. , Turned and ran after the brigade.

...

It's a talent, Bran looked at the **** who had caught up with the team.

"You!" Bran pointed at this person, motioned for him to come, and then asked: "Name?"

"Gazi"

"Good name..." Bran praised, and gave a thumbs up.

"That is!"

"These days, the patrol of the commercial district is left to you. Keep an eye on it, there are some who are disobedient..."

"Hashed it."