When the bright moon is in the sky, the silver moonlight floats down, illuminating the grassland of the vast land, and the hazy crescent moon shines on the ink-colored grass, making the fat man have a trace of dreamlike unreality,

Next to the caravan's wagon, a bright bonfire illuminates the surroundings,

All the people of the caravan sat around the fire, and a tempting aroma spread through the air,

Golden yellow oil beads, rolling down from the delicate and smooth roast lamb,

Dripping on the blazing bonfire below,

Make a seductive squeak,

This roast sheep was bought by the fat man from the herdsmen he met on the way, and it can be regarded as a bribe for the innocent girl Mao Mo Allen.

For the crazy girl's careless entanglement, the Vekia Falcon, who has defeated countless enemies, is also a headache,

"I hope this fat sheep can stop the crazy girl's mouth!" The fat man looked at Mao Mo Allen, who was jumping around in front of the roast sheep's fire, and a depressed smile appeared on the corner of his mouth

This crazy girl is so good at tossing, and a few times I almost broke the fat man's secret,

In order to hide from the people, all the guards replaced their swords with ordinary knights' swords, and the guards armor and short crossbows were hidden under the bottom plate of the fat man's carriage,

I don't know how this crazy girl found out, but fortunately it was just used as an ordinary smuggling weapon, otherwise the fat man wouldn't know how to get around

However, soon the fat man regretted it, and the wicked have their own wicked grinding!

"Fatty, come here, there is roast sheep to eat tonight!" The fat man saw from afar that the girl Momo Allen was waving to him with a happy face, and his father, the leader of the caravan, Momo Van Lis, was holding a sharp little horn knife in his hand, and was neatly cutting off the roasted mutton one by one.

The sharp little horned knife flew up and down in the air, and the fat man was dazzled for a while.

"Fatty, hurry up" Mao Mo Allen's lark-like voice was particularly clear in the hazy night, "I left you the tender meat on the lamb's loin, if you don't come again, you will eat it all!"

"This crazy girl!" the fat man shook his head with a wry smile, infected by the warm scene in front of him, feeling that in such a beautiful moonlit night, he was thinking about bloody and cruel conspiracy and war, which was indeed not suitable,

Deciding not to think about the worries of the day, he walked to the crowd sitting around the campfire

"Big ......!" two Samar guards dressed as mercenaries quickly stood up, and one of the guards almost shouted,

The fat man waved his hand slightly, suggesting that the two of them sit down,

"Silly fat man, this is a piece of loin meat that I personally selected!"

The pretty face was roasted red by the bonfire, and it looked delicate, and the fat man couldn't help but be stunned.

"What, not satisfied? This is what I left for you!" Mao Mo Allen blinked his beautiful eyes, the corners of his playful mouth were slightly upturned, and his frowning look looked cute.

"No, it's so touching! I didn't expect Miss Mao Mo to remember me in addition to roast sheep!" The fat man didn't want to push away Mao Mo Allen's kindness, so he smiled heartily, opened his mouth and ate the hot golden roast lamb slices like his mouth, and his mouth was suddenly full of greasy fragrance,

"Silly fat man, look at your mouthful of oil!" Mao Mo Allen took out a white handkerchief and handed it to the fat man before running away happily,

"My lord, this thing is too greasy! The handkerchief can't be wiped off" A guard dressed as a mercenary secretly handed the towel in his hand to the fat man, "No! We are soldiers, so we don't pay so much attention!" The fat man looked at Mao Mo Allen who ran away, quietly put the white handkerchief into his pocket, and directly wiped the oil from the corners of his mouth with his hands,

The bonfire dispels the cold air of the grassland at night, and the whole body of the roaster is warm.

Mao Mo Allen is like a cheerful bird, flying around the fat man from time to time,

The joyous gathering continued until late in the evening, when everyone returned to their freight wagons to rest.

The fat man was used to being an owl at night, and he didn't sleep for a while, so he lay on the roof of the carriage, and his bright eyes looked at the stars in the sky in a daze.

Surrounded by the vast grassland, the nose breathes the fragrance of grass, and the refreshing night breeze blows by the side.

Suddenly, a silver-white meteor, dragging a long tail, and bright light marks crossed the sky above the fat man's head, these beautiful scenery like a fairy tale, so that the fat man involuntarily let go of his worries for many days, and his heart suddenly brightened

Life is like a play, the experience is the most important thing, so why care too much about the result,

As long as you can leave your own footprints of struggle in this vast world, it is a kind of pride. "Bang" The fat man suddenly heard the grass of the nearby lake, and there was a small cracking sound, as well as the low neighing of the war horse,

The voice was very strange and low, as if he had been strangled by something, "Well, there are people in the lake! you guys go and have a look," the fat man whispered to a few guards who were on guard nearby,

Several guards drew their swords and quickly rushed in the direction of the sound,

Soon, a thin exclamation of "ah" came from the direction of the lake to put the horses, and after a few crisp sharp blades collided, it was calm again,

A strange-looking guard quickly ran from the front and whispered in the fat man's ear, "My lord, we caught a horse thief by the edge of the lake where the horses were kept!"

"Horse thief?" The fat man frowned slightly, he didn't expect that he would encounter such a bloody thing,

This is already the outskirts of the Turga region, and it only takes half a day to reach the outpost city of Thur, the city of Drefaerbain, and it is not a coincidence to meet horse thieves here?

Could it be that someone has discovered his whereabouts? A trace of gloom flashed in the fat man's heart.

This time I was extremely careful when I traveled, if someone really stared at me, wouldn't it be in Wiki, I was already being targeted.

The fat man shook his head in self-denial, this is simply impossible,

From the Altai Snow Mountains into the Kugit steppe, this route of tossing people was completely improvised, and no one knew about it except for the loyal Salon

In the absence of preparation for the cold, no one can follow behind him, over the cruel and cold snow-capped mountains,

The steppes are even more vast, there is no specific road to follow, and even the caravan is calculated according to the angle of the stars or the direction of the sun.

If this is also being targeted, then the other party must be a master of tracking

The fat man stood up with blazing eyes, and ordered the guards in a deep voice, "Escort people over first, I want to see who cares for me so much!" and then reminded in a low voice, "Remember! Don't alarm the rest of the caravan."

"Yes, my lord!" the guard nodded yes, turned and disappeared into the night,

The fat man's general carriage did not gather with the rest of the caravan, because the accompanying guards carried more war horses, and the camp was chosen to be near the edge of the lake.

The water and grass here are abundant, and it is close to the water source, which is suitable for resting horses at night.

Soon, the fat man heard a rush of footsteps on the soft soil,

Not far away, in the twilight, several tall guards carried a man from a waist-high bush.

"My lord, it's her! When we arrived just now, she was holding the adult's blue wind and wanted to escape, and we were caught red-this article is transferred from Shushu.86zw./shu/26394/4165891.html-Live!" The two guards put the man down heavily in front of the fat man,

"This is her weapon," said one of the guards, handing the fat man a sharp dagger with delicate engravings, "and we almost wounded a few of our brothers in order to capture her alive!"

"I didn't expect it to be a three-pole Laren warrior dagger!" The fat man took the dagger, his eyes looked at the dagger's delicate handle, and his bright eyes flashed sharply

A goshawk blade with wings ready to fly has a base on the dagger, this is a dagger of the three-pole Laren warrior, the three-pole Laren warrior is equivalent to a powerful silver cross knight,

It was indeed a bit difficult for several guards to capture him alive unscathed,

"How is it a woman!" The fat man carefully looked at the horse thief in front of him, his face suddenly sank, and the corners of his mouth twitched in surprise,

I finally knew why the guard had such a strange face when he reported it,

The horse thief lying on the ground in front of the wolf bèi is not only a woman, but also looks like a beauty, two slender and well-proportioned ** let the fat man's eyes light up

He was about sixteen or seventeen years old, and his long black hair was scattered over his shoulders, revealing a snow-white and seductive neck, and the tight-fitting lock ring armor on his body was stained with mud and grass clippings.

Although the figure of the wolf bèi lying on the ground, the slender and graceful figure is still pleasing to the eye.

The girl's right arm was stained with blood, and there were several bloody cuts on the chain mail.

There is also an empty dagger sleeve at the waist,

I think it was the injury he was injured in the fight with the guards just now, and the fat man knows the skills of these guards very well.

They are all the best of the Guards Squadron Captains, and they can make several of them surround them, and they still need to knock out their weapons to catch them, it seems that this female horse thief Tripolar Laren Warrior is the real thing, but it is not a parallel product

"These people are by no means ordinary mercenaries, what are they!" At this time, the stunningly beautiful female horse thief also raised her head, her frightened eyes full of doubts,

The tragic fight just now hit her hard,

Unexpectedly, as a Laren warrior of the Tripolar Grassland, in front of a few inconspicuous mercenaries, he didn't even have room to resist and fight back.

If it weren't for the speed of his own dagger, it wouldn't be as simple as an arm injury,

These mercenaries are completely different from the caravan mercenaries they have encountered before, not only are their combat skills ruthless and exquisite, but they are extremely good at cooperating.

As soon as he made a move, he was a life-for-life style of play, and the sharp dagger combat skills that he was proud of, with the rigorous and intensive cooperation of several people on the other side, did not have the slightest advantage at all.

The long swords in the hands of the mercenaries are completely devoid of the delicacy and delicacy that swordsmen should have.

Especially when chopping is extremely powerful, his short dagger has almost been split in two several times, and now that I think about it, it still makes the girl's heart palpitate,

That ruthless and life-sacrificing fighting technique, it is said to be a mercenary,

It's better to say that it is more suitable for soldiers who fight in the sea of corpses and blood all year round.