Perhaps unaware that a pair of vigilant and contemptuous eyes had crept upon him, the handsome Cassano. The Sappa Count's pride at this time is beyond words.

Strictly speaking, Cassano. The Sherpa Count was a real merchant and not an aristocrat, and the aristocracy did not know how to do business.

Although Cassano's elder brother, Count Totti, married the eldest princess of the Duchy of Dolot, and the patriarch of the family, Marquis Capello, the marquis of Cassano's own uncle, was the prime minister of the principality, the noble blood of the Sherpa family has not been accepted and recognized by other human countries on the mainland, especially in the more rigorous ancient noble blood lineage, the main reason is that the Sherpa family is too good at business, and the bloodline of merchants can never be recognized by the orthodox nobility.

Before marrying Princess Dolot, the Sherpa family went to the Holy Land of Tivansi for their annual pilgrimage mass, and they couldn't even find a place to sit in the church.

However, since his elder brother became the master of the Dolot, it is natural that the Sherpa family has also become a part of the court nobility, and the court style has only recently been learned, and the patriarch of the family, who is also the prime minister of the Duchy of Dolot, Capello has recently strictly required the children of the family to learn court etiquette.

The Sherpa family has always started by selling slaves and keeping slaves since their ancestors, and it can be said that it has nothing to do with nobility.

Although the Count of Cassano has only turned twenty-five years old after the Yostre festival this year, he has been involved in the family business for ten years and is considered an expert slave trader.

Contrary to the suspicion of Lord Fileneau, it was not the regular army scouts of the Dolout who attacked the front outpost of the Kingdom of Beamon, but the Sherpa Merchant Regiment's own armed forces, that is, the scout team led by Count Cassano.

His Majesty the Grand Duke of the Duchy of Dolot, which borders the Danube Wasteland of the Kingdom of Beamon, is now on the verge of dying, and even the Archpriest sent by the Church of the Holy Land of Devan Si has reluctantly stated that he is unable to snatch the life of the Grand Duke from the hands of death, so it is not difficult to understand that the Sherpa family used family force to attack the Kingdom of Beamon.

Grand Duke Dolot has only three daughters under his knees, and according to the laws of the Duchy of Dolot, female archdukes are allowed, but the problem is that Her Royal Highness the Second Princess is married to the leader of Dolot's largest mercenary group, "Tornado Mercenary Group", "Blood Scythe" Gattuso. The son of Lord Denzer, the Holy Order of St. Paul, Tomasi. Knight of Denzer.

The Tornado Mercenary Regiment is the largest mercenary group in the country of mercenaries in Dolot. Thomas is also a member of the Church—and no kingdom on the continent dares to underestimate the power of the Church. After the combination of the two, the possibility that the second princess can become a female archduchess is also about to come out.

Whether the eldest princess becomes the grand duchess or the second princess becomes the grand duchess, the title of "Archduchess of Dolot" does not only represent the reward of the title of prince and duke in the superficial sense, the hot word "regent" and the endless power behind this title are enough to make the Sherpa family and the Danze family fight to the death.

In fact, the two have already started to do so.

When it comes to force, the Sherpa family is definitely not the opponent of the Denzer family, the leader of the Tornado Mercenary Regiment Gattuso used to be a wing captain of the heavy scythe unit of the Pompeii Empire, and at present, there are two squadrons of mercenaries under his command, all of whom are heavily armed giant scythes composed of Pompeii Hans, equipped with three-layer fine iron tower shields and long-handled giant scythes, these two squadrons alone are enough for the Sherpa family to break out in a cold sweat.

But the Sherpa family also has a patriarch who is the prime minister of the principality, and compared with the two, the two families have their own strengths, and no one can help the other.

This stalemate and secret war has begun since the Archduke of Dolot fell ill, and the two powerful valves have never been able to find a way to overwhelm each other, just when both sides are struggling to find a good solution, the suzerainty of the Duchy of Dolot, the Empire of San Francesco, also sent the minister of the Principality of Dollot to Dolot, this Chincha is the famous "lustful prince" Chamberlain of the mainland, he has the right to decide which princess becomes the female archduke of the Principality of Dollot, who can pat the prince's ass well, Which family's winning side is basically nine out of ten.

The "lustful prince" Chamberlain had no other hobbies, he only liked one thing, that is, beauty.

The Sherpa family has a natural advantage in this regard, because the human robbers infested in the Danube Wilderness are actually their family's slave hunting group, and the white-headed crow savage tribe is also the indigenous bandits who have been bought and armed by them. In the first half of the year, the slave hunters of the Sherpa family and the white-headed crow savage tribe attacked a steppe elf tribe in the dense forest area of the Danube Wilderness, and finally captured a total of hundreds of steppe elves, the elves' beauty and archery skills are well known to the world, and even the Tornado mercenary group spent a high price to buy all the male elf slaves at that time to enrich the archer army.

The Sherpa family chose one of the most beautiful elves left in their hands and gave it to Prince Chamberlain, and sure enough, it worked wonders, and Prince Chamberlain patted his chest almost immediately to Capello, the prime minister of the principality. Lord Sherpa said that this time the Grand Duchess will definitely be awarded to the Sherpa family.

"The promises of the nobles twinkle like stars in the sky" This Aegean proverb is really true, and within a few days, the prince changed his words again and began to flicker, avoiding the important and trivial.

Prime Minister Capello learned the truth by bribing the prince's entourage, and it turned out that the Danze family actually donated a steppe male elf child to the prince - it turned out that this Prince Chamberlain was both a good woman and a good man! What made the Sherpas even more depressed was that they had sold this steppe elf to the Danzer family.

After this incident, the two families began to compete with each other to offer beautiful women and prostitutes to the lascivious prince of the San Francisco Empire, and there were frequent cases of disappearances of young girls and young children in some parts of the Dolot, and for a while, there was a lot of rumors.

Chamberlain, who tasted the sweetness, also began to learn to be obedient, and he did not favor either of the two families, allowing them to keep filial piety and worship, and even the illness of the Grand Duke of Dolot, His Royal Highness the Prince also expressed a great concern, and personally sent someone to invite a senior holy priest from the Holy Land to treat the Grand Duke - once the Grand Duke died, that is, when the answer was revealed, what sweetness would there be at that time?

The two families knew what this prince was selling in his belly, but they really had no other way but to send it hard, and everyone was afraid that they would be backward and leave a bad impression on the prince's head full of semen.

The head of the Sherpa merchant group, who had been stationed in the kingdom of Beamon for a long time, fled back to Dolot in embarrassment, and while reporting that he had been attacked by the Salt Demon and the Green Goblin and lost countless valuable musk slaves, he also brought great news to the Sherpa family: a Bemeng territory where beautiful women gathered was found in the Danube Wilderness!

The head of each Sherpa merchant group has an expensive memory crystal ball, and the mana attached to the crystal ball is enough to record ten scenes. When the head of the Sherpa family merchant group, who had been stationed in the Kingdom of Beamon for a long time, showed the crystal ball in his hand, the entire Sherpa family was in a sensation.

As early as the crossing of the Sangan River, the head of the merchant group, who had a keen sense of smell as a slave trader, had quietly recorded every detail he was interested in with a crystal ball.

Through the demonstration of the court magician Master Fran, who was specially invited, when all the five beauties recorded in the crystal ball came to life from the dazzling magical light of the crystal ball, almost all the members of the Sherpa family were stunned at that moment.

Fox Beauty! Swan Beauty! Medusa beauties! Which one is not famous in the Aegean continent?

Even if any one of them appeared in the human realm, I am afraid that it will cause a storm.

More exaggeration is yet to come.

According to the person in charge of the business group, the black-haired noble beauty inside was actually a mermaid of the royal family under the sea, which once again pushed the excited atmosphere in the family to **.

Royalty! It's actually an underwater royal family! Who can have this kind of affair?

As for the beautiful woman with a mussel shell as luster as jade behind her and an exotic style at all times, many people in the Sherpa family have been engaged in the slave trade for many years, and even the well-informed ones can't guess which race it is.

The erudite court archmage Fran gives everyone a correct answer, this is the mussel girl of the Moshao tribe under the sea from the distant Silk Continent.

Looking at the beautiful woman recorded in the crystal ball and smiling, the face of each Sherpa family member was filled with the same word written in that moment - greed.

Even the most beautiful steppe elves would be as pale as a withered flower compared to these five great beauties.

The sudden appearance of so many super beauties made the fate of the Sherpa family suddenly brighten.

The memory crystal ball also did not forget to capture the military power of this Bimon territory, the mighty mastiff warriors, the hedgehog overseers, the robber slaves, and the terrible bear knight and the muscular Pig Lord.

Conventional wisdom misleads all the Sherpas family.

The military strength displayed in the memory crystal ball and the status of the Pyg clan in Bimon made the entire Sherpa family believe that this Bimon territory called Philemid would definitely be able to take it completely according to the armed forces of the Sherpa family's slave trading group.

The Sherpa family has an armed force of 800 slave hunters, with the financial support of the Sherpa family, this slave hunting group is well-equipped, and there are many outlaws who lick the blood from the knife edge, plus Dolot is a country of mercenaries, it is easy to gather a force of thousands of people.

In addition, the Kingdom of Beamon is currently in the midst of a war with the desert humans, and the entire Danube Wilderness is extremely empty.

Although the memory crystal ball contains the figure of a beautiful priest, the inherent pride of humanity has led the Sherpa family to insist that as long as there is a magician, there is still room for the Beamon sacrifice.

Dealing with a Beamon territory with a motley army of more than 300 people, the Sherpa family firmly believes that their strength can be 10% certain.

In this regard, the court magician Master Fran kindly raised his worries, since he could capture nearly two hundred ogres and bear goblin slaves, the military power of this Bimeng territory should be slightly more than imagined.

But this wise speculation was soon overturned by himself.

"If this Pige Lord is really capable, the Beamon Kingdom will never send him to the south of the Sangan River to canonize the fiefs." Master Fran inadvertently reveals the essence of this dark society.

Marquis Capello used the identity of the prime minister of the principality, and promised on the spot to formally invite Master Fran to join the slave hunting team at a high price, and Master Fran himself was also full of curiosity about the Beamon sacrifice, and after the promise was completed, the beautiful snake sacrifice would become his trophy for him to study, and Master Fran did not hesitate to join the expedition.

"I hope that when I am researching in the future, I can exchange my beauties with everyone from time to time." Master Fran said very seriously.

This sentence immediately resonated, and many people studied the distribution of these beauties caught in the future on the spot.

Magicians are quite rare in the Aegean Continent, even if it is an empire, the number of magicians will definitely not exceed fifteen, Master Fran himself is a rare space magician, and he also knows fire magic, and his strength is quite outstanding.

As long as these five beauties are captured, Count Toti of the Sherpa family will definitely be the future regent, and the magicians are all worshiped by the court, accepting the temporary secondment of their future masters, and having a high amount of feedback, it is not a thing that is difficult for Master Fran to accept.

There were only four court magicians in the entire Duchy of Dolot, and Master Fran agreed to join, which suddenly increased the strength of the slave catchers.

The Sherpa family's success over the years has not been in vain, and although it is very exciting, the follow-up is still methodical and well-planned.

In order to ensure the success of this time, the Sherpa family hired a "metal rose" mercenary group with 1,500 people, and also hired the two squadrons of heavy scythes from the "Tornado" mercenary group of the Danze family.

Because the festival of Yostre is approaching, the Sherpas have to spend double the price to hire mercenaries, especially the two squadrons of heavily armed scythes, and the hiring price is simply burning money.

At this time, the entire Charr family, together with their own slave hunting group and the subordinate knights they raised, already had a total of nearly 3,000 people, plus the help of the palace great magician Fran and the famous Pompeii heavy scythe on the mainland, such a number to deal with a Beamon territory that did not even have a castle, but only a defense force of three hundred warriors at best, no matter from any aspect, it was definitely a sure victory.

For this reason, there are many dissatisfied voices within the entire Sherpa family, believing that this armed assembly is too large and is a pure waste.

However, this voice was finally suppressed by the cautious patriarch Capello, and this battle almost decided the fate of the entire family, even if it reached a ten-to-one matchup ratio, Capello was still a little uneasy in his heart.

Capello thinks he may be a little overstressed.

The Count Toti of Dolot, who led the expedition this time, had previously learned the most orthodox warfare at the knight's school, and was skilled in martial arts and outstanding in strategy. According to his **, as long as the attack begins, he is completely sure that he can end the battle in five hours, and it is very boring to fight against Beamon soldiers who do not have a strong race.

The horse master also said something very funny to himself: "Probably the kitchen knife in our human kitchen will be used as a knight's weapon when it is brought to the Beamon Kingdom, right?" ”

Of course, the Sherpas have not forgotten to paralyze the Danzers as their political rivals, claiming that they are only going to get revenge on the Green Goblins and Salt Goblin robbers for taking their own musk slaves.

The Kingdom of Beamon had a series of wolf cavalry garrisoned at the entrance to the Danube Wilderness, and in order to prevent a large army from being detected, the Sherpa family simply uprooted the checkpoints in the simplest way.

The wasteland is too big, Wolf's garrison is too far away from the outpost, and even the supplies are only delivered once every two months, as long as you move quickly, by the time the Beamon Kingdom discovers that the ruins of this so-called Fei Leng Cui have already sprouted grass.

Count Cassano has received very strict martial arts training since he was a child, and his brother has always appeared in social situations is different, Count Cassano has been participating in slave hunting activities as an adult, in this attack on the outpost battle, he and the fourteen best samurai of the slave hunting group accepted the task of scouting, equipped with the best horses, each of them was issued with a chain of crossbows worth thousands of gold, against the banner of diplomatic envoys, in one fell swoop sneak attack on seven Beamon posts, he was not injured, and the results were brilliant.

Although such a sneak attack must be reprimanded by the orthodox knights, the Sherpa family is not noble in blood, and this kind of attack is what their slave hunters are best at.

After releasing the carrier pigeons for communication, Count Cassano estimated that his slave catcher must have entered the edge of the moor, and that his quest was coming to an end.

Along the way, except for a few bands of robbers, his crossbow barrel was never used, which could not but make the brave count feel even more sorry in his heart for not being able to fight freely.

If there were three hundred warriors under his command now, as long as there were three hundred, the Earl would definitely not hesitate to attack the unbarrier Emerald Territory by himself, how could a human warrior with superb martial arts not even be able to capture a place without a castle.

As the only trophy, Lord Earl captured a Monster Clansman, and in the eyes of humans, Beamon was an uncivilized beast, and if he brought this very rare Monster back, it would definitely cause quite a stir.

Of course, such trophies were far less attractive than the beauties of Fei Lengcui, so the Earl was still very dissatisfied.

After a long journey, the meandering meanders of the Sangan River could already be seen faintly on the horizon, and along the way, there was no other Bimeng territory, and behind it was the wide Sangan River, and Count Cassano could even imagine how panicked and unprepared these poor Bimon orcs were when they were attacked.

Count Cassano loved to see the deep despair and helplessness in the eyes of the captured slaves, and that feeling was the pleasure of overriding everything.

Along the way, the captured Gang did not fulfill his little wish, and the pale green pupils were actually full of banter, which was a little unacceptable to the proud Count Cassano, and the closer he got to the range of Fei Leng Emerald, the more strange the expression on the face of the Wolf officer.

Just when the Earl was still hesitating to cut off the tail of this annoying fellow to make a scarf, he suddenly realized that he was surrounded by some unknown means.

In all directions, from a mile or two away, there was a group of Bimon warriors who were approaching, and these figures did not know how, but suddenly appeared, which surprised Count Cassano very much.

Could it be that someone found out? The Count quickly dismissed the idea.

All the way from the wasteland, there is not a single Bimon territory and military station, and they are flying the banner of diplomatic envoys, it should not be possible to be discovered so quickly.

After all, Count Cassano was a battle-hardened slave catcher, and he was no stranger to this wasteland, and after feeling the menacing momentum of the Beamon, Count Cassano thought twice, took out the last carrier pigeon, wrote the most concise and clear description of the situation, asked his brother to speed up the march, and then calmly released the carrier pigeon.

Under the inquiring eyes of his entourage, Count Cassano wisely decided to retreat, the scout's mission was only to reconnoitre, and the desire to compete with the Beamon warriors could soon be satisfied in the later battle.

Like a group of hunting gentlemen, all the scouts followed their lords, and gently instigated their horses with the luxury of dressage.

All the scouts' horses were the best horses, and it was a little difficult to intercept them with the speed of the Beamon warriors, so Count Cassano didn't forget to glance back as he fled.

A Beamon cavalry team rushed out of the slash so that Count Cassano almost fell to the ground from his horseback, this cavalry team was actually lying in the grass, when did the Beamon warriors have such a mind!

In front of the Beamon cavalry stormtroopers composed of mammoths, earth otters, and cave bears, all the scouts immediately restrained their original composure, and the spurs on their boots immediately poked the belly of the healthy horse under their crotch to blood, and the sound of the whip waving hardly paused, and the wind and lightning turned back and forth.

The well-trained slave catchers were no rabble, and without the slightest panic, all the scouts reacted quickly at the same pace, turning their horses' heads and galloping wildly, without forgetting to draw the chain of crossbows hanging from the saddle.

Count Cassano didn't understand what was wrong with him, and Beamon noticed it, which made him feel a little strange.

A well-trained war horse is a war horse after all, and once the speed is pulled away, it is definitely not comparable to Beamon's mount, as long as the Count of Cassano passes through the dozens of Beamon warriors who came out of the back road to intercept them, the scouts will be absolutely safe.

The scope of the wasteland was so wide that Count Cassano could have escaped through the interception of the Beamon warriors, but the young man's inherent blood had just made him make a small mistake, he thought that after the war horse had opened up the speed, with his excellent imperial skills and excellent protective equipment, he could calmly break through a bloody path and give these Beamon a dismount.

If he was given a second chance to choose, I believe he would not have done it, because the enemy he faced was actually a group of about thirty Beamon hippopotamus warriors.

When the Count of Cassano could see the faces and equipment of these warriors from a distance, the Count of Cassano realized his mistake in horror, and was at last a good knight, relying on his excellent mount and perfect horsemanship, he skillfully made a big turn and slipped away from the side.

The war horse under the earl's crotch is a special product of the Duchy of Porto, which is rich in horses on the great plain of Karimdor - the nightmare horse, which is the offspring of the demon knight of the Burning Legion "Nightmare" abandoned on the Aegean continent after being abandoned in the Aegean continent during the Great War of Gods and Demons.

Although it doesn't have the four-hoofed burning racial skill of Nightmare, the speed and reflexes of the Nightmare Pony are absolutely top-notch, and the price of a Nightmare Pony has reached a staggering 10,000 gold coins.

Only the three scouts with the best riding skills could barely keep up with the rhythm of the 10,000 gold coins that had been piled up, and the rest of the scouts were obviously unable to adapt to the idea of preparing to charge, and one of the scouts forcibly followed the direction of his master, because the turn was too large, the horse's leg was sprained and fell to the ground, and rolled on the ground.

The rest of the scouts crashed into the battle of the hippopotamus warriors, and the symphony of flesh and blood suddenly resounded.

Count Cassano was still a man with brains, and when he saw that the Bimon hippos warriors were wearing golden armor and holding huge irise-shaped shields, he knew something was wrong.

Except for the Praetorian Guards of the Royal City, who had complete armor, no lord could have such extravagant gifts to arm his subordinates, and the huge physique and iris-shaped bronze shields of the hippopotamus warriors also made him feel uneasy.

The Count of Cassano, who had already opened his way, still did not forget to look back, a glance that he will never forget.

The human heavy infantry against the cavalry is nothing more than inserting the heavy shield on the ground and resisting it tightly with the body to offset the huge impact of the war horse, although the scouts do not have a terrible spear to charge, but once the war horse under the crotch pulls away the speed, the impact is also amazing, the chain crossbow barrel in the hands of the eleven scouts is also all cut out at the moment when the charge is approaching, the crossbow arrows made of pure iron cannot shoot far, but the power within fifty yards is amazing, the crossbow arrows and the copper shield collide with a sound like a rainstorm, One can imagine the horror of this weapon.

But the hippopotamus warriors rushed up to meet the galloping horses, who were taller than the scouts on their horses.

All the horses fell to the ground as if they had hit a wall, and all of them fell to the ground with a scream, and the scouts' superb riding skills were really brought into play, and four or five of them released the reins, rolled on the spot, stood up again, and drew their two-handed swords at their waists.

Under such a shock, the group of hippopotamus warriors actually fell over only a few times, shook their heads, and actually came from the ground a carp that did not fit their body shape at all, and quickly rose to their feet.

At this moment, the huge shields in the shape of kites were all opened, and each hippopotamus warrior surrounded the scouts with a giant axe of five blades and five lengths, which seemed to be long-handled in the eyes of the human scouts and short-handled in the hands of the hippopotamus warriors. Count Cassano was surprised at first when he found that these hippopotamus warriors were not at all bloated and dragged with their huge iris-shaped shields, and then fell into deep fear.

No matter how exquisite the scout's martial arts are, it is absolutely impossible to be useful in front of such a two-edged and five-height giant, the physique of the hippopotamus warrior can fit five scouts at a time, and their giant axe will only make humans have a thought, that is, despair.

Count Cassano's nightmare was not much more than that, for the captured man was tied behind the saddle of his most powerful retinue, and the Count would have regretted why he had left Wolf behind.

The man bit the rump of the war horse in one bite, and in just one bite, under Wolf's teeth, the hip of the warlike horse, worth two thousand gold coins, was like a piece of delicious cheese that had been gnawed out by a greedy child, and the torn muscle fibers splattered with blood.

The horse stumbled in pain, and the attendant suddenly dragged back from the Count of Cassano, who was galloping at high speed.

Just as Cassano and the other two scouts were about to turn their horses around and go back to the rescue, a group of high-speed figures quickly approached the four human scouts who thought they were safe, and they were now only two or three hundred yards away from the scouts.

Count Cassano is almost insane, and he is actually a terrible Pier bear man! It's actually a bear man among the six nobles of the Beamon Kingdom! Could this Emerald Territory be the royal palace of Bimon? There are so many bears protecting it!

What really made Count Cassano feel cold to the end was that this group of bears was not only physically strong, but even their running speed was as agile as cats, although the Earl didn't know why these bears could run faster than cavalry, but he finally knew one thing, and if he stayed any longer, he was afraid that he wouldn't even be able to find the bones.

The two scouts watched in amazement as the bear-man approached at high speed turned the two shiny spears in his hands, and one relieved himself, his horse's head had turned into a hedgehog, and he fell to the ground with a slam.

Although the Earl of Cassano's horse started quite fast, and had chosen to continue to escape, a bright prism spear did not let him go, fortunately, Cassano bolted a steel shield to the horse's hips, and this steel shield and the prism spear broke out with a loud "dang" sound, at the cost of a deep large chute, finally separated the lance spear.

The sliding prismatic spear brushed against the horse's spine again, shoveling a mane away.

Oh, my God! My land! My God! Count Cassano lay on his horse's back, twitching the horse desperately, screaming in his heart.

What kind of Beamon are these! Two hundred yards from us! Two hundred yards! Can a spear be thrown at us at such a distance? Count Cassano did not dare to turn back, he was afraid that he would not be able to bear it and fall from his horse.

After the human scouts had no hope of escaping, the three scouts joined forces and quickly formed a circle back to back, and although the situation was very bad, these scouts did not give up resistance.

Their martial arts are really proficient, and they deserve to be the strongest scouts, and they have absolute confidence in themselves.

The battle began quickly, and the martial arts taught by the Panda Warriors by famous teachers and lords were only slightly higher than those of the human scouts.

Goode only used a little of the steel halberd in his hand, and one of the scout's throats and his weapon had been pierced together.

Count Cassano was lucky enough to think he had escaped the clutches when a Frost Snow Pichu on a macaw flew past him.

The Count of Cassano was stunned, and then the noble count thought that he must have been frightened out of his mind.

Above the white clouds in the sky, a pair of eyes were staring at his embarrassed fleeing figure.

(To be continued)