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Tang Zhaozong said to Empress He: "Why, in Chang'an City of the Tang Dynasty, overnight, the entire Chang'an City is quiet? ”

Empress He said, "Don't you know yet? Overnight, that terrible Qianmen School had been swept away by Bai Cunxiao and them. ”

Tang Zhaozong said: "That Bai Cunxiao did a good thing, this person is very capable, and Tang Zhangwei must have given him authorization, so it is not strange that he can eliminate the Qianmen School where the people are very angry." ”

Empress He said: "Because that Tang Zhangwei asked his subordinate Bai Cunxiao to exterminate the Qianmen School, many people are interested in joining Tang Zhangwei's command. ”

Tang Zhaozong said: "Helping the people of the Tang Dynasty and exterminating those bad people is what they should do, what is there to brag about." ”

Empress He said: "Their people don't have the ability to think independently, they only see Tang Zhangwei's subordinates do a little thing, they can't see that this is what they should have done." ”

Tang Zhaozong said: "Things have become like this, then it is useless for us to be sad." ”

Empress He said: "Now, many people think that Tang Zhangwei is an omnipotent person, and all people are trying to find ways to have a relationship with Tang Zhangwei, but I believe that people will always come to their senses." ”

Tang Zhaozong said: "Those of us must work hard, otherwise we will not have a comfortable life in the future." ”

Empress He said: "Then we have to find a way to deal with Tang Zhangwei." ”

Tang Zhaozong said: "You should be careful of pregnancy first, and I will figure out other problems." ”

Tang Zhangwei said: "Let's go first"

Tang Zhangwei said/

Every month during the summer, Regis attends the Ten Towns Council agenda to fulfill his responsibilities as spokesperson. In winter, it is once every three months, as long as the weather permits. These meetings were held in Brin-Sander. Although these meetings can be reduced to disputes over the fishing fields of the towns, they are usually concluded within a few hours. Regis saw this as a small price to pay for monopolizing the southern market.

The fighting on the ship soon subsided, and only one person died. Regis leisurely watched the clouds floating in the sky. He turned his head to look at the cabins in the dense woods of Dulin Town. Leaving aside the notorious residents, Regis thinks Dulin is the best town in the area. The surrounding woods provide a good place to build a house and provide a decent amount of protection from the raging cold winds. If it weren't for being too far away from Bryn Sander, Dulin would have become even more famous.

Regis rudely took the ruby pendant out of his pocket, looking at the dazzling gem that had caused him to flee from southern Port Carlin to the wilderness a thousand miles away.

"Ahh Puck, if you can find me! He snickered.

Just as there are people who have been moving to Ten Towns, there have always been people who have "left" this place. Icewind Dale is a desolate and monotonous wasteland, with countless dangers and harsh weather. The Grim Reaper often visits the land to take with them the souls of those who cannot withstand the brutality of Icewind Dale.

However, a hundred years have passed since the discovery of the crust fin, and the Ten Towns are still quite impressive. The nine trout that were originally built on the shores of the lake were just rudimentary settlements established by the border people to declare their occupation of the fishing spots. The tenth town, Bryn Sander, is now a bustling town with thousands of people and high walls, but it was just a hill where the other nine towns exchanged information and goods with the Luskan caravans once a year.

At that time, there was only one boat in the entire Ten Towns, and it was only a one-man oarboat. Occasionally, someone falls into the cold water of the lake all year round, and those who are unfortunate enough to fall usually do not last a minute. But now each of the ten towns has its own fleet with flags. The largest fishing town, Targos, can independently send more than a hundred ships to Lake Durdun, some of which are brigs with more than ten crews.

From the ships in the midst of the fierce battle came the wails of death, and the clashing of weapons rang out loudly. I don't know how many times, Rigi thought that maybe Ten Towns would be better off without these trouble-making fish.

Still, the halfling had to admit that Ten Towns was heaven to him. He had dexterous hands for carving bone ornaments, and was also chosen as the spokesman of one of the towns. Although Dulin Town is the northernmost and smallest of the Ten Towns, Regis still feels that this mission is an honor and a good one for him. As the only bone maker in Dulin, Regis is the only one in the town who would like to make a trip to Bryn Sander. And this has helped Regis quite a bit in the town's position. He was responsible for bringing the catch from Dulin Town to the market for one-tenth of the price of the goods, so he never lacked fish bones to carve.

The elf quickly pulled out the two scimitars from his waist, but the snow ape quickly approached. Trist turned to the left, revealing a gap on the right, ready to withstand the attack of the approaching monster. His right hand was helplessly crushed to his side as the Snow Ape grabbed him with his massive arms, but Trist tried to pull out another weapon with his left hand. Enduring the pain of being choked by the snow ape monster, Trist pressed the handle of the scimitar against his hip bone and aimed it at the second monster that rushed up.

In the agony of death, the second snow ape retreated with the scimitar stuck in its body and fell.

The remaining snow ape crushed Trist to the ground. The Dark Elf used the hand he could still move to fend off the pair of fangs that were about to bite his throat, but he knew it was only a matter of time, as the opponent was much stronger than him.

Suddenly, Trist heard the sound of bones shattering. The snow ape trembled violently, its head badly deformed, and blood and brains gushing out of its forehead.

"Elves! You're late! A familiar muffled voice came. Bruno Warhammer stepped on the corpse of the snow ape, completely ignoring his elven friend who was crushed under the monster's corpse. Though his pain only increased, Trist was happy to see the dwarves' often severed noses and red beards with a few silver strands. "Why do you get into a lot of trouble every time I come to you?"

As Bruno struggled to pull the axe out of the ape's skull, Trist couldn't help but smile at the astonishing dwarf, even though he himself was crushed under the ape's corpse.

"This head is as hard as a frozen oak!" The dwarf grumbled. He straddled the head of the monster's corpse and pulled his tomahawk out with a sharp blow. "Where's your kitten?"

Trist searched in his backpack for a long time and took out a leopard-shaped agate statue. "I'm not going to call the magic panther of Guanhaifa Guanhaifa Trist,

(End of chapter)

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