The frustrating result of extorting confessions by torture devastated Oleg, a prison officer who had always been full of confidence in his 'skills', and felt very shameless, and after being stimulated, he began to work hard and frantically delve into the art of extorting confessions by torture in order to better serve His Majesty the King.

But for His Majesty the King himself, this matter is no longer important.

Because before the team set off in the morning, Redknapp, the head of the Soros caravan, asked the young woman in red to deliver a thin booklet, which was densely packed with detailed information on the distribution of the Blood Knife mercenary group's influence in the imperial capital, the number of masters, the names and the level of strength...... For a force like Soros's caravan, it is easy to get such an information, and in fact, these things are not valuable secrets, and those who have a heart can summarize it as long as they inquire a little when they arrive in the imperial capital, and Redknapp has the opportunity to sell Sun Fei a favor!

When it was noon, he finally left the boundary of the Black Rock Country.

"Your Majesty King Chambord, we are about to enter the territory of Thrace, and I heard that there is some unpleasantness between you and Thrace!" Redknapp urged the horse over, but the big black dog was too fierce to approach, and laughed from afar.

"Haha, it's not just unpleasant, the king of Thrace chose to stand on the side of the king of Black Rock, and my Chambord City is the enemy, on the day of the king's enthronement ceremony, he actually sent the prince Obiena and the domestic master Heshengzhen to assassinate the king on the top of the east mountain of Chambord, and they were all beheaded by the sword by the king himself, and it was already a life-and-death enemy!" Sun Fei laughed.

"Since this is the case, when entering the territory of Thrace, Your Majesty must be careful!"

"Why should I be careful? I hope that the king of Thrace can still have the courage of the king of black rock, and dare to lead the army to appear in front of him, which just saves the king a lot of effort!" The afternoon breeze blew on his face, the warmth was smoky, and he finally walked out of the dim scorching sun mountain range, looking at the flat river in front of him, Sun Fei only felt that the sky was high and the earth was far away, and his mind was broad, and he was full of spirit for a while, and he was arrogant and dry, and he was even more boundless when he bragged.

Redknapp smiled silently.

Since this morning, he has been observing Sun Fei's every word and deed, the previous information of the Chamber of Commerce about the Chambord King is not detailed, since he has the intention of persuading the upper echelons to start that plan, he must carefully observe and personally confirm that the Chambord King is worthy of the Chamber of Commerce's investment for him, and from the current observations, he can't convince himself to make an accurate conclusion, the young king in front of him is sometimes polite like an old nobleman, sometimes he looks frivolous and arrogant and reckless, sometimes old-fashioned, sometimes indulgent like a naughty boy, Redknapp has a pair of eyes that don't know how many young heroes he has seen, and he asks himself to know people, but now I really can't understand this young Chambord King.

"This young king seems to be covered with a thin veil, which is elusive. The more Redknapp thought about it, the more surprised he became.

......

Surprisingly, although he was already aware of the arrival of the Chambord expeditionary force, the Thracian king did not take the slightest action, let alone send scouts to closely follow and monitor as if nothing had happened, allowing the Chambord expeditionary force to cross the territory.

As the march continued into the evening, the expeditionary force and caravan were stationed at the edge of a waterfall in the wilderness.

"This is a well-known dangerous place infested by wild beasts in Thrace, and it is said that there is a huge wolf pack of third-level demonic beasts that often haunt here......" Old Zola suggested that Sun Fei set up camp in another location, but the scout reported that there was no better camping spot nearby except for the waterfall waterfall, so he could only strengthen his vigilance to avoid being really impacted by the demonic beast.

It turns out that old Zola is really a crow's mouth.

In the middle of the night, the sound of wolf howls sounded around the camp.

"Oops, it's a storm wolf pack...... Redknapp heard the movement, hurriedly put on his clothes and rushed out of the tent, jumped on a boulder and looked around, his face became nervous and ugly: "Damn, it's really a storm wolf pack, look at this momentum, I'm afraid there are at least six or seven hundred...... It's strange, how can there be so many at once?"

In the Azeroth Continent, the third-level Demonic Beast Wind Wolf can only be regarded as an ordinary low-level Demonic Beast, if it comes to individual strength, it is not strong, but the terrible thing is that this kind of Demonic Beast likes to live in groups the most, with a huge number, and once the prey is found, the wolves will call on all the companion races within a radius of several kilometers, like a steady stream of tides from all directions, all of them are not afraid of death, completely crazy, and never die...... Such a wolf pack, even if it is encountered by the regular army, will have a headache, and the slightest carelessness will wipe out the whole army.

"Something is wrong, how could there be so many wolves all at once?" Redknapp vaguely noticed. The young woman in red, Shirley, and the white-clothed swordsman from earlier appeared beside him, both of them looking quite solemn.

"Ready...... Hurry, hurry, archers...... Don't let those brutes come close!"

"Slacker, hurry up and get your clothes and get a knife, do you want to be gnawed into bones by the wind wolf?"

"Damn, how can there be so many?"

"Make the fire bigger, and the wolf will be afraid of the fire at night, and add firewood...... Quick, light the torches!"

The guards of the Soros caravan were experienced and reacted extremely quickly, and in less than three or four minutes, more than forty people quickly opened up and occupied the most advantageous defensive position, and a blazing bonfire was lit in the camp, which lit up half of the sky, swords were unsheathed, arrows were wound, and spears were raised, as if facing a great enemy.

In contrast, the Chambord expeditionary force camp was much calmer.

King Chambord did not show up from beginning to end, and his sergeants seemed to have received some order after a little panic, and those who slept continued to sleep, and those who patrolled continued to patrol, and went their own way, without being disturbed by the constant flow of wolves in the distance.

At this moment, two lonely figures appeared on the boulder by the waterfall.

One is a hideous fat man with a body of more than two meters tall and as fat as a mountain of meat, with a scar on his face, his body has a trace of dead silence and gloomy atmosphere, full of oppression, which is daunting, and the other is a slender and handsome blonde young man, holding a longbow in his hand, with hundreds of wolf's teeth and arrows stuck in the quiver behind his back.

Redknapp knew the two men.

One was a warden under King Chambord, and the other was King Chambord's personal guard.

What made Redknapp wonder was why at this critical moment, the powerful Chambord King did not personally go out, but only sent these two people, could it be that he was confident in the strength of his two subordinates, thinking that with these two people, he could kill those brutal and ferocious wolves? Or was the Chambord King arrogant and arrogant, and he didn't know how terrible it was for a swarm of demonic beasts like the Wind Wolf to go crazy?

The black-robed director leaned towards the latter.

He has experienced extraordinary, accustomed to all kinds of secrets, at this time he has smelled a strong smell of conspiracy from this group of giant wolves that suddenly appeared, and the sharp intuition formed over the years told him that this matter may not be as simple as it seems, it seems that someone deliberately lured the wolves here through some special means.

He didn't want to think about it, after a long strange wolf howl, the wolves that appeared in the distance began to run like a tide and rushed over, and in the dark night, a pair of blood-red eyes were as chilling as the eyes of the devil, like a blood tide rushing towards the face.

Redknapp stood on top of the boulder and had begun to chant a magic spell softly.

Around him, all the guards and masters of the Soros caravan were waiting for him, and the palms of some people holding weapons tightly couldn't help but get layers of fine sweat and chills all over their bodies......

And at this time, on another boulder in the distance.

The fat man like Roshan held a grass stalk in his mouth, clapped his hands and sat down, as if he was making a posture to see the excitement, holding his chest with both hands, without the slightest intention of making a move, and beside this fat man, the blonde handsome young man like an elf prince, at this time held a longbow, and finally pulled out the first long arrow from the quiver behind his back.

......

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"What, you actually sent someone to do such a thing?" In the golden tent, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old jade-faced golden-armored young man was furious: "Alpha, who allowed you to do such a stupid thing?"

The angry appearance of the golden-armored young man made everyone in the big tent tremble, and they didn't even dare to come out, only a gray-haired old man who bore the brunt of the anger was unmoved, and replied unhurriedly: "Your Highness, I don't think it's stupid, cut off his wings, and when Your Highness kills him personally, there will be less trouble." ”

"Bastard, I'm going to kill him, it's easy, how can I be in trouble?, how dare you have so little faith in me?" The golden-armored young man was still furious, sneering and roaring: "Alpha, I order you to stop all stupid actions immediately, I will wait here for the arrival of the lawless Chambord King, kill him with my own hands, and definitely not take advantage of him!"

The gray-haired old man bowed his head and was silent.

Behind him, stood the King of Black Rock, the King of Thrace, the King of Chishui and many other sworn enemies of Sun Fei, surprisingly, these people are all proud and arrogant, ruling over the territory of a country and all the people, high above, looking up to themselves, but in front of this grumpy golden-armored young man, he is like a mouse seeing a cat, trembling, not daring to have the slightest resistance and disobedience.

After a while, the golden-armored young man lost his temper and gave several orders before he blasted everyone out of the tent.

"Lord Alpha, are we going to continue our plans?" Your Highness seems to be very dissatisfied?" As soon as the big tent came out, the Black Rock King was the first to ask.

"Yes, in case His Highness finds out about this matter and blames it...... "King Chishui also hesitated a little.

Several other people also looked at this old man named Alda, obviously this person's status is not low.

On the surface, this gray-haired old man Alpha did not have the slightest force, just a butler-like figure beside the golden-armored young man, but his thin body exuded a terrifying aura of gloom and mystery, and those who really knew him would understand how terrible this thin old man with no power and a goatee was.

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The third more.

Damn the heating company, it's been more than ten days since the heating bill was paid, and the radiator was frozen like the heart of a lovelorn girl.

and the 'leader' were all recruited. Dizziness, dry mouth, and runny nose. Update tomorrow to see the situation.,If you can't get up with a fever.,You can't change it three times.。 Say hello in advance, I thought I had escaped the flu of colds in this change of season, who knows......