Seeing those Tang Zhangwei's subordinates who gathered around and hoped to gain something, the local prince of Datang smiled. Ψ Miscellaneous Ψ Zhi Ω Worm Ψ

The prince smiled happily, and he said, "I was ordered by the descendants of Sage Kong, how could I do such a foolish thing." I just want to be beneficial to Datang in alchemy. I don't believe in those sorcery at all. ”

Tang Zhangwei was very puzzled and said, "Could it be that I was put on the table by Tang Xizong." ”

King Li Mu said: "I am a prince anyway, how can I do that thing as a traitor, I can not be a pillar of the country, but let me endanger the people, I will never do it." ”

Li Duo, the king of Feixi, was even more crying, he said: "It's difficult! It's so hard to do something. I wanted to develop a good perfume, and it was so difficult to break the monopoly of perfume merchants in the Eastern Roman Empire? ”

As the procession marched to the village square, Ronconi looked around with a sad face and said to Durand: "Today's events are a little strange, and it is usually the most lively time of the year when the harvest festival is close to this time. The square is lit up and very lively. Durand said: "Don't be careless, you let the pack animals be decorated, and if there is a situation, the rear team will become the front team, and quickly withdraw from the village." ”

Before he could finish speaking, a long horn suddenly sounded, and dozens of big men emerged from the walls of the surrounding houses. These big men had hideous faces, white scarves on their heads, were dressed in cooked cowhide armor, and carried various weapons in their hands, and they surrounded the caravan at once. Longconi secretly screamed: "Oops, it's the Ukir thieves...... "The Ukir people were originally a mountainous people in the southeastern mountains of the Carpathians, belonging to a branch of the Hungarians, ruthless by nature, capable of conquest and habitual warfare, living by plundering caravans, and even lone armies did not let go, neither the Turks nor the Hungarians could help them. It's just that they only spend their days in the mountains, and this time they came to the village of the Moravian plain for some reason.

When everyone heard that it was the name of the Ukir thief, they were all shocked. These thieves shouted together at the right time, knocked their shields with their weapons, and the sound of "dong dong" was deafening. The timid ones in the caravan almost fell off their horses, and the bold ones were like ashes. It is said that the Ukir thieves have never survived, and it seems that the villagers of this village have been poisoned, and it is their turn to be next. With only a few guards in the caravan, these bandits can't be defeated.

Ronconi plucked up his courage and jumped off his horse and said in Turkish: "I don't know who is the king, please come and meet me." The thieves stopped shouting, and a bald man with a body of two feet jumped down from the wall, and the ground shook slightly. The man's muscles were coiled, his back was bearish, and he had two battle axes stuck in his back. An ordinary warrior can play a battle axe with both hands can be called a good arm strength, but he actually carries two handles on his back, and his steps are still steady, which shows that he is extremely fierce.

The king opened his huge hand, gently pinched Ronconi's head, and his voice was full of anger: "We are King Alpad, what kind of fart are you old thing, let it go quickly!" Longconi was already sweating like rain, and he barely cheered up and said: "Your king, you just want to be rich, we just want peace." Why don't I give you half of the goods and my brothers? King Alpad laughed: "Put your mother's dayfart, let's crush you now, won't the goods be ours?" You can't even do any of these calculations, and you're still a Venetian merchant. Ronconi smelled the stench in his mouth and was dizzy, but he didn't dare to hide. The Ukir thieves laughed together, staring at the merchants, like the chicks and suckling pigs on the plate, laughing so hard that everyone's hearts were furious, and they were all terrified when they thought of the rumors that the Ukir people were addicted to human flesh.

Suddenly, there was a clear roar: "Rats, do you dare to duel with me?" Although this roar was not sharp, it clearly reached the ears of everyone present, like a thunderbolt from the sky, shocking the audience. No one expected that there would be someone here who would dare to touch King Alpad's tiger whiskers, and all the bandits were furious, and they swept towards the caravan in unison, and saw a middle-aged man standing with a sword and eyebrows, it was Viscount Duland.

Durand knew that the Ukir people were martial and should not be ashamed of dueling. At present, the enemy is outnumbered, and only by using words to provoke the leader to fight alone can there be a glimmer of life. He pulled out his long sword, held the hilt of the sword with both hands and poked it into the ground hard, his eyes like lightning, like a griffin on the stream. Duan Deyuan stopped at Yuezhi. The thieves were taken by his spirit, and the audience was silent for a while.

King Alpad let go of Ronconi's head, wiped the saliva from his mouth, turned his fat body, looked Durand up and down, and asked, "What are you?" Durand said loudly: "I am Viscount Durand of Franche-Comté, and the family crest is here, do you dare to duel with a knight?" Bronold quickly unloaded his post-horse griffin flag and stood behind Duland. Lonconi and the others knew that this was the only way to survive, and they didn't dare to speak, and watched with trepidation.

King Alpad touched his bald head, tilted his head and stared at Duland, and suddenly a crisp laugh came. It turned out that Segolena broke free from the binds while Brownold was unwinding the flag, squatted on the back of the horse, and laughed when he saw that the king had a shiny and shiny head. When King Alpad saw that the little baby did not know whether he was alive or dead, he was angry, his throat trembled, and with a "smack", a mouthful of thick phlegm broke out of the wind and rushed straight to the door of Segolena. On the side, Bronold saw that the situation was not good, so he didn't have time to pull out the mace and take off his hat to block it, only to feel a tremor in his hand, and his hat was bounced away by the castration of the thick phlegm, and fell a few steps away. It can be seen that the strength of King Alpad's internal strength is really incredible.

Durand was also shocked when he saw it, thinking that he could only outwit this kind of strange giant, and it was difficult to match. Unexpectedly, King Alpad suddenly said, "You are not worthy of fighting with us, such a lord." How many of you, who is going to send the lord to the end? The last half was for his men, and the crowd was noisy, and finally three men jumped out, holding three spinous maces, standing in a semicircle and surrounding Duland. Durand halberd pointed angrily and said: "You are a barbarian, you don't abide by the rules of knights, and you have no martial virtue!" Aren't you afraid of the shame of the race? King Alpad looked up to the sky and smiled: "What are the rules for robbery!" There are many people, as long as you die! ”

The three of them were already approaching while talking, Durand snorted coldly, pulled out the long sword from the ground, closed his eyes and prayed silently in his heart, and the spiritual platform was quiet. The three of them saw that his great enemy was currently closing his eyes, only to wait for death, and at the same time smashed down with an iron rod.

Durand heard the wind in his ears, and suddenly raised his eyes, and the long sword in his hand came out of the hole like a fire dragon, and stabbed the opponent on the far right in the chest.

(End of chapter)