Sim was a young man with a green turban on his head, sharp eyes, a vigorous face, and a seventy percent resemblance to Singar, the son of the tribal leader Singh was most satisfied.

Silk, with long pale red hair and a colorful band tied on her forehead, this hair color is very rare in the grasslands, and only the Omore Empire, such a country that lives deep in the interior, will see women with this hair color.

Judging by the fact that Silk was whiter than the people around her, Locke knew that this was a mixed-race girl, and that her mother was mostly from outside the prairie.

Xin is the descendant of Singal as the heir of the tribe, and silk is Singer's most cherished pearl in the palm of his hand.

After proudly introducing the children, Singer warmly welcomed Locke into the tent.

Locke was accompanied only by Sith and an adjutant sent by the Legion, and an army of thousands of Legion was now stationed at the mouth of the Alisano Basin outside the Gray Wolf Tribe.

From the moment he entered the door, the Sith kid was fascinated by the beautiful face of Singel's daughter Silk, as a mixed race of the steppe and the Imperial, the silk had both the enthusiasm and unrestrainedness of the children of the prairie, and the reserve and softness of the imperial woman, and the Sith obviously fell under the pomegranate skirt of the silk.

It's a pity that Silk has no interest in this follower who follows Locke, but boldly opens her eyes wide, looking at Locke, the man who gives her a strong male aura.

In the Sakka steppe, both men and women believe in the law of the supremacy of strength, and the steppe herdsmen respect the strong, and Locke is the strongest man Si has seen in sixteen years.

Yes, tall and generous, he is only sixteen years old this year, just half of Locke's age.

Due to the relationship between taking the essence of activation all the year round and reshaping his appearance after being promoted to a full-fledged knight, Locke's appearance was fixed at the age of twenty-one, which should be regarded as the peak of Locke's appearance.

It's not handsome, but Locke is definitely not ugly, with gray and white variegated hair, coupled with his uninhibited eyes, it has caused a huge impact on the girls who are just starting to fall in love and the lonely and deep resentful women.

Coupled with the princely demeanor cultivated in Faustin, giving people a sense of bravery, but also not lacking the literary and polite of the aristocracy, Locke himself may not know how much he has changed, he is no longer the peasant child who came out of Maple Leaf Village, nor is he the little squadron leader of the Second Corps under the Xiongfeng Legion.

When Si Mei looked at Locke, Locke had been persuaded by Singer to sit on the main seat in the camp and taste the mare's milk wine peculiar to the steppe.

When he first drank it, Locke didn't like the fishy smell of mare's milk, but after getting used to it, the strong aftertaste of mare's milk wine hit Locke's stomach wave after wave, "Good wine!" Locke praised.

In terms of the potency of mare's milk alone, it was the first variety Locke had ever seen that surpassed rum, and it was a good wine despite its flaws.

After three rounds of drinking, it was noon, and Singer invited Locke and others to dine in the gray wolf tribe, and summoned the dancers of the tribe to dance in the camp tent.

The seductive exotic dance feasted the eyes of the Sith who followed Locke to the gray wolf tribe and the adjutant of the O'Moore Imperial Legion, and the special food of the grassland, roasted whole sheep and roasted goose heads...... It also made the two of them want to stop.

While others were paying attention to the scene of singing and dancing in the camp, Locke, who was sitting in the main seat, had already quietly discussed with Singhal about exterminating the Bloodblade Tribe.

The information he got from Singhal's mouth was similar to what Locke had obtained in the Knight's Hall, and there were 50,000 people in the Bloodblade Tribe, which was Saka grass

The former mother river, the Sanggan River, and its tributary, the Timusang River Basin, are among the best tribes in the entire steppe, and are also the best among medium-sized tribes.

However, after three consecutive years of infighting, there has been a great turmoil in the leadership of the Bloody Blade Tribe, and the people have fallen apart in recent years, and the big tribe of 50,000 people is now only about 40,000 people, which is only a little stronger than the Gray Wolf Tribe.

There are about 10,000 young adults available in the clan, which is also the fuse that caused the Gray Wolf Tribe to pay a large amount of worship and implore the Omore Empire to send troops to assist them in annexing the Bloodblade Tribe.

Eating the Bloody Blade Tribe and ranking in the middle of the medium-sized tribe all year round, the Gray Wolf Tribe can leap into the ranks of large tribes, and his name as Singh will also enjoy the praise of the Gray Wolf Tribe for hundreds of thousands of years.

"In order to guard against several surrounding tribes, the seven thousand sons of our gray wolf tribe can only draw four thousand people to participate in the battle. In the tent, a cowhide bag of mare's milk wine was in his stomach, and Singer whispered to Locke.

Hearing this, Locke's expression did not fluctuate much, and he only nodded to indicate that he knew.

Showing such indifference to Locke, Singal suddenly felt a little unsure of the thoughts of this first-class knight of the empire, and just as his daughter came to toast him, Singer smiled and said, "Silk, I will take Locke Knight to see our giant beast later." ”

The two giant beasts will be sent out to fight together, and the gray wolf tribe with four giant beasts is much stronger than the tribe that Locke once came into contact with in the steppe during the acolyte stage.

"Yes, Father. Silk said, and turned to toast a glass of Rocque's mare's milk.

Half a cowhide bag of mare's milk wine, a third of it was drunk in one sip, and the fierce Locke of the children of the steppe could be regarded as having seen it.

After the meal, Locke, under the guidance of silk, saw four giant beasts raised by the gray wolf tribe, three of which were eight meters high and three meters wide, and the whole was like a large platypus.

Another small one, only three meters of the little guy, Tingsi introduced that it was born last winter, in order to let this little guy survive the cold winter night, the gray wolf tribe slaughtered nearly twenty lambs to supplement its nutrients.

Plant-eating beasts do not eat meat.

"Leon is the eye that I broke it with my own hands, and now it is the closest to me in the tribe~" Silk said to Locke as if showing off, as if to verify what she said, this three-meter-tall 'little guy' swayed from side to side, leaned next to Silk, and kept licking Silk's cheeks.

"Leon, you're messing up my hair again!"

The vast majority of animals are inexplicably dependent on the first creature they see when they open their eyes, especially oviparous animals, these giant beasts of the gray wolf tribe, looking at their body characteristic organs, are indeed oviparous creatures.

Ignoring Silk and her platypus, Locke thought about the next task to be accomplished.

After four years of infighting, the Bloody Blade Tribe has been strained by young and middle-aged people, and it can still draw 10,000 combat power from 40,000 people, and his gray wolf tribe has been recuperating for so many years, and there are only 7,000 soldiers in 30,000 who can fight, Locke doesn't believe it anyway.

Singh, the leader of the Gray Wolf Tribe, was not interested in thinking about Locke, he sent four thousand troops, plus the five thousand imperial soldiers he brought, it was enough to exterminate the Bloody Blade Tribe.

It is not unreasonable that the O'Moore Empire can dominate the Mysia continent for thousands of years, and these five thousand imperial soldiers are Locke's trump card.

In the afternoon, on the steppe sand table of the big tent of the gray wolf tribe, after discussing the battle with Singer for tomorrow, Singer handed Locke a list and a dozen portraits.

"Rock Knight, I hope you can help our Gray Wolf Tribe deal with these people tomorrow. When Singer said this, the ruthlessness in the corners of his eyes was contrary to the bold man before.

Locke took the list and looked at it, and the leader was Higuain, the leader of the Bloodblade Tribe, a middle-aged man with short brown hair and a wild appearance between his eyebrows, and according to intelligence, he had quasi-knight-level strength.

Coming down is a steppe man for Assam, Higuain's right-hand man, the second most powerful in the Bloodblade tribe, and also has quasi-knight-level strength.

The third is a long-bearded old man in robes, a witch doctor of the Bloodblade Tribe, ranked third in power, and has the strength of a high-level magic apprentice.

Fourth place is .......

Fifth.....

......

There are a total of seventeen portraits and introductions of their strength, all of them are pillars of the Bloodblade Tribe in all aspects, as long as they fall, the Bloodblade Tribe will also fall.

"In addition, I would like to ask the Imperial soldiers led by you to ...... the group of young men from the Bloodblade Tribe after the battle," Singal gestured with a neck wipe.

Locke looked at Singer coldly, and the coercion of the official knight made Singer Khan rain, and he realized that he had made this strong man unhappy.

"I can help you kill these people, but after the war, there were nearly 10,000 grassland people, and if you want to destroy them with the hands of the imperial army, I'm afraid you can't. Locke said coldly.

"Yes, yes, yes. Singer's sweat dripped down and he said hurriedly.

"Humph!" Locke flicked his arms and walked out of the tent.

It is not unreasonable that the Holy Tower and the Hall of Knights strictly prohibit the strong men above the first level, and for this reason, the two major forces have successively issued a number of rules to limit the official knights and magicians during the thousand-year reign.

If it is a dispute between the two countries, these 10,000 grassland people, if they are killed, they will be killed, they will be killed by enemies of the same level, but now this situation is not possible.

Locke is just a passerby, he will leave after completing this mission, but the infamy has to be carried by the O'Moore Empire, and he knows with his ass that the knight's hall will give him a lot of harsh criticism after that, and the status of a first-level powerhouse gives Locke a lot of power at the same time, it also gives him a lot of constraints.

It is not that there are no strong people above the first level in the grasslands, and in the grasslands in the northwest of the Omoor Empire, such as the Saka Grassland and the Helit Grassland, there are many large tribes with hundreds of thousands of people and a great reputation, and it is not uncommon for the strong people above the first level to be seen.

Even inside the knight's hall, there are many of these steppe people mixed in, and he who has just entered the knight's hall can't be this executioner, unless he wants to get himself into the public target.

Now, Locke suddenly remembered the battle in the capital of Charlotte more than ten years ago, and the first-level powerhouses on both sides disappeared over the battlefield at the same time, was it because of the restrictions of the Holy Tower and the Knight Palace.

The higher he stands, the wider he sees, Locke knows very well what he needs to do in this mission, one is to kill the high-level of the Bloody Blade Tribe led by Higuain, and assist the Gray Wolf Tribe in annexing the Bloody Blade Tribe.

The second is to reduce the damage of the Imperial soldiers as much as possible, if he is not mistaken, the damage data of these 5,000 Imperial soldiers is an important indicator to judge the completion of his mission.

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