"No, let's swap it, I'll keep an eye on them, your eloquence is better than mine, and you run faster than me, not to mention your identity, it's more appropriate for you to move reinforcements. Marshall gave his opinion on Sean's division of labor, and every time Sean rushed to the front, protecting them tightly, and it was a little difficult to distinguish who was whose guard.

"You know I'm faster than you. Sean hammered Marshall's strong chest and said, "Don't worry, you don't know how much I cherish my life, I won't put myself in a desperate situation unless I have to, I want to shelter me from the wind and rain, first make yourself strong enough, and when that time comes, even if you want to go back, I will kick you to the front, don't forget, you will become my general in the future, the same as Patton." ”

The head dog Barton glanced at Marshall lazily, with a humane disdain in his eyes, which meant that Marshall was not qualified to be on an equal footing with him, which made Marshall have the urge to hit people.

"Okay. Marshall was a little depressed, in fact, he himself knew that Sean was more suitable for reconnaissance work than himself, not only because the other party was faster than him and his archery skills were good, but also because the other party's brain was much better than his own, and he was better at solving emergencies than himself. ”

"Don't worry, the people in this world who let me do stupid things without heart and eyes have not been born yet, including you. ”

As hurtful as it sounds, I hope you're telling the truth. Marshall said very seriously, "We have always owed you, not you." ”

"Bunch of, before that, get her to the Hunter's Hut, and don't let anything happen to her. Sean carefully handed little Elena into Marshall's hands, as if handing over an incomparably valuable diamond.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen to her, she will grow up strong and grow up to be as beautiful as her mother. Marshall nodded heavily.

It was not only a baby girl that was handed over to him, but also a mental weakness of Sean, if it weren't for this little life, he didn't know what hysterical things Sean would do when he completely exploded.

The last time Sean went crazy was seven years ago, they accidentally found a cannibal village, and after seeing the terrible situation inside, that night, that village and the mountains and forests within a radius of more than ten miles were reduced to ashes, although Sean never said it, but Marshall knew that Sean did it.

There were only two ways for the slave hunters to return to the city, the first was to walk west along the river valley for two days, and then turn north for two and a half days, and the other was to follow the mountain beam and go directly north, but they had to walk a third more than the first road. ”

The first road they should take when entering the mountains is that they can hide their tracks as much as possible, and the valleys have always been the densest places in the villages, so they can easily plunder.

Now on the way back, the probability of them taking the second road has reached 70 percent, although the mountain beam is not easy to walk, and they have to walk more, but they have a wide field of vision and are not easy to be sneak attacked.

Tracking is a skill, even if you have two tracking weapons like a hound and a mountain eagle, it is obviously more efficient to track in a direction than to cast a net in the sky.

The pattern of behavior of the slave hunters did not jump out of the seventy percent, and it only took Sean three hourglasses to find them.

The size of the slave hunting team is even larger than Sean expected, roughly estimated to be nearly one school guard (one hundred guards for one guard, three guards for one school), plus the hunted slaves, the whole team exceeded seven or eight hundred people, even people and horses, walking on the mountain beam, enough to drag out half a mile, such an obvious goal, even without the help of the hounds Mountain Eagle, Sean can quickly find them.

It's not entirely a bad thing that the enemy numbers are outnumbered as originally predicted, which will further slow down their march.

Before starting the tracking, the first thing Sean did was to vent the anger in his heart, which he was already familiar with, a masochistic high-load exercise, releasing some of the hormones in the young body, and the mood would naturally be controlled by reason, at this time he was calm and almost cold.

Sean in this state is a very good hunter, in order to hunt the Andes giant bear, they spent a full year to observe the living habits of the Andes giant bear, and spent nearly a month carefully constructing a chain of traps, in the face of a more powerful hunting team, he naturally will not act rashly, and the arrows that are not shot are the most dangerous.

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"Stop, stop, stop, you shit, do you want to kill me?" Bartley Ferron jumped down from the pole and rubbed his waist as he shouted angrily, "Aren't you savages in the mountains walking on the ground in the mountains? How can you lift a pole upside down like this? Are you disgruntled? Deliberately? ha...... You still dare to stare at me, don't you have the ability to endure it, do you want to take revenge and throw me directly down the cliff? You guys who don't smoke will be uncomfortable if you don't get pumped for half a day, I'll whip you barbarians to death, you barbarians who don't know the rules. ”

The more Bartley spoke, the more angry he became, he picked up the delicate cowhide whip and slapped the head and face of the two Andis mountain people, he was born in a noble family, but he has been trained as a knight since he was a child, although the level is not very good, the strength is really a little, and now he has made a ruthless effort, and the whip is bloody.

The two sturdy Andis mountain people trembled with anger, but they just lowered their heads and didn't dare to resist, not because they were greedy for life and afraid of death, but because their wives and children were also in the ranks, once they resisted, it was a trivial matter for them to die alone, and it was a big thing to harm their wives and children.

This is a lesson from the past, their predecessors, just couldn't bear the humiliation, wanted to resist, and before they could make a move, they were either killed on the spot, or they were subdued on the spot, the former is better, at least one hundred deaths, their wives and children can also die happily, the miserable ones are those who have been resubdued, these scum will torture their wives and children to death in front of him, and then kill them little by little, and now there is one breath left, dragged away, completely inhuman.

They know that this is to kill the chicken to show the monkeys, tell them the fate of resistance and escape, and at the same time they are grinding their temperament, through all kinds of brutal means, grinding off their will to resist little by little, and then becoming private property for them to slaughter, but all kinds of concerns make it impossible for them to die easily.

Slave hunters have long formed a complete set of slave hunting methods, and those slaves who have use value will keep one or two of their loved ones, in this case, even the most brave people, when they do it, they will hesitate for three points.

There is a famous master slave tamer once said a famous saying that is highly respected by slave tamers: "As long as a person compromises once, he will compromise a second time, and slowly compromise will become a habit, and when he fully adapts to this compromise life, a qualified slave is born." ”

"The old man is angry, the old man is angry, it's not worth it to be angry with these people who haven't been raised, it's not worth it, when they get out of the mountain, they have to sell it for a lot of money, and it's not worth it if it's broken. A lean middle-aged man walked up quickly, smiling and persuading, although he had a ten-ten-out Andes mountain folk face, but he spoke an authentic Byronic language.

The Andis mountain people who were relieved by him not only did not appreciate him, but spat fiercely at his feet, disdainful and self-evident.

Like a lean middle-aged man, although he has an authentic face of an Andes mountain people, but he is no longer an Andes mountain people, he grew up outside the mountains, his father, grandfather and even several generations have been slaves, he is naturally a slave after he was born, people like him who grew up completely in a slave environment are no longer ashamed of slaves, and some are even proud of slaves, which is commonly known as mature slaves.

If it is an ordinary mature slave, it is not to be hated, after all, they are just people who have lost their freedom and personality early because of the environment, and the real hateful is the mature slave like the lean middle-aged man, who uses his own face of an Andes mountain man to blend into the mountains, probe the location and defense of the cottage, and then lead the way for the slave hunters, slaughtering and hunting those Andes mountain people who may have helped him.

This kind of person also has another name "ghost slave" among the Andis mountain people, a slave who is not human or ghost, and the degree of hatred of the Andis mountain people for this kind of person is even higher than that of the slave hunting team, or it does not fall into the hands of the Andis mountain people, once it falls into the hands of the Andis mountain people, it is difficult for them to die quickly.

"Sir, I still need two of them? Sir, I eat enough breakfast every day to buy ten of them, and they are trained, and they are more obedient than dogs, how old are you? The cowhide whip in Bartley's hand not only did not become lighter, but increased by two points, and a few whips even grazed the scalp of the lean middle-aged man, looking at the posture, it was slightly unsatisfactory, and he was ready to smoke it with him.

"Don't dare, absolutely don't dare, the villain is just a dog hired by the old man with money, a dog to lead the way, how dare the dog take care of the master's affairs! And the entire Bastille, the entire Sauron City, the entire Manyu military leader, and even the entire Byron Alliance, who doesn't know the boldness of the little young master of the Feren family, how can he lack the money of such two slaves?" The lean middle-aged man paused for a moment and said in a mysterious tone, " But the villain still has to say more, these two raw slaves, including these raw slaves, are different from the master, very different. ”

"Oh, what's the difference? If you really say something, this bag of gold is yours, if you can't say it, the master will pull out your nosy tongue first. Bartley was intrigued by the mysterious appearance of the other party, and looked at the other party with a playful expression.

He has been paying attention to this guy for a long time, and has been looking for an opportunity to beat him, but there is no suitable reason, after all, the other party has done his best along the way, and he can successfully find so many villages of Andes mountain people, most of which is his credit, but the other party's authentic Andis mountain people's face always reminds him of some bad memories, so that he can't like it, but he didn't expect the other party to take the initiative to send it to the door, this is a good opportunity.