With the increasing use of space and experimentation with different methods, Lao Luo now mastered a new skill, the dexterity of dressing quickly, and counting the adjustment hook loops, it took him only fifteen seconds to put on his armor made of rhinoceros skin.

While arranging his armor, he used his spiritual power to probe the situation in the direction of the door from afar, although the distance was more than four hundred meters, but it was within the range of his spiritual power sense.

There were a total of ninety-two people who could be detected outside the door, five of them were their own people, Stan, Siddec Nord, Helton, Nagar, and Samuel, a warrior under Gonzas, who were present, and Gonzas was guarding the inside of the entrance with a dozen warriors, several warriors who were good at using bows were already preparing arrows and bows, and the rest were also holding knives in Zhang Dun.

Lao Luo looked around the camp and found that it was not bad, except for a few young children who hid in the tent with some fear, the rest of the children did not flinch except for some fear in their eyes, Olki passed on his orders, and the soldiers did not panic at all, and carried out the orders in their armor in an orderly manner.

Approaching the entrance, I heard a male duck's voice shouting in Roman, "How can there be so many rules in a small broken camp?" In Transcaucasia, there is no place where I cannot go, Samtz, and the rules of your master are not fulfilled! Get out of the way! ”

"Who dares to trespass?" The loud voice was Tall Stan, who wasn't very proficient in Roman right now.

"Bow in hand!" It was Sidd Knord who gave orders, and the main responsibility for camp discipline was his task, and he could also give orders for occasional defenses.

Lao Luo walked out quickly to the entrance of the camp, and at first glance he saw the guy who was blocked by Stan and Siedek Nord, probably less than thirty years old, estimated to be one meter eight in height, with a typical Caucasian face, but he did not have a beard unique to this era, wearing a luxurious Romanesque fur coat, with a conical fur hat, a scimitar at his waist, and many places on his clothes were decorated with large gems. Behind him stood a Humpty Dumpty man dressed as an Armenian merchant, nodding his head, and four or five men who were obviously guards, with the same nostrils as their master.

Gonzhas did a good job guarding the entrance, and Lao Luo didn't say anything more, but Stan and a few people heard the footsteps and turned sideways towards Lao Luo, "Master." ”

"Alert!" Lao Luo casually ordered a wave of his hand, glanced at the hostile guards lining up a little farther away, and then directly met this arrogant guy, "Who are you?" Random trespassing? ”

"You're the owner of this camp?" Lao Luo's black armor made this dumb guy a little wary, he unconsciously took a step back, feeling that something seemed wrong, this guy raised his nostrils and continued: "I'm Samtz?" Gliott? Bagrat do you think I have the right to enter your camp? ”

"Bagrat?" Lao Luo was a little familiar when he heard this word, and after pondering for a while, he remembered that there should be a king called Bagrat III in this piece of history, but he was not sure what period he remembered, but it didn't matter, the important thing was that no one could break into his place without permission. He said with a smile: "So what? ”

"I'm a member of the royal family of Bagrat, so what do you dare to say? Are you insulting the royal family? This Samtz's expression was exaggerated, and Lao Luo felt like a clown who kept jumping.

"Attention, that's your royal family, not mine, understand? This is my place, irrelevant people, get out of here! Lao Luo was a little impatient, his words were deliberately glanced, and he was still staring at the other party's eyes when he spoke.

Samtz was startled by the fierceness in Lao Luo's eyes, perhaps no one had ever treated him like this, so he was not afraid at first, but a little stunned, and only when he reacted did he say with some shame: "You dare to talk to me like this?" I'm going to confiscate all your caravans and horses!" Come! ”

When Samtz's voice fell, the guards behind him began to surge forward, and the close guards around him began to want to get closer to Lao Luo.

Where can Lao Luo stand this kind of intimidation, he grabbed the opponent's scimitar with his right hand, directly pulled off the hanging chain, and then moved to shake off the scabbard, and turned the back of the knife along the opponent's neck with the back of the knife, and restrained this dumb guy and didn't dare to move a single bit, and with a flick of his left leg, he kicked the nearby guard out seven or eight meters away, and shouted: "The archer holds the arrow, whoever moves will die!" ”

With his movements, Stan directly grabbed the heads of the other two remaining guards and collided with each other, and suddenly the guy who was still nostrils turned into nostrils bursting with blood, and the other Siddeck Nord and Helton drew knives to protect Lao Luo.

The archers commanded by Gonzhas began to bow and open their bows, aiming directly at the Samtz guards who were still surging forward just now, while the seven or eight sword and shield men who followed Lao Luo quickly stepped forward and hid in front of Lao Luo with a large iris-shaped shield.

There were a few arrows, and a few of Samtz's arrow-wielding guards fell to the ground, with one or two arrows stuck in their necks or chests, and no one dared to take a single step, except for the ones who were not yet dead and struggled slowly on the ground.

All the actions and cooperation did not exceed five seconds, which means that everyone was synchronized at the first time when Lao Luo's order was issued, which was the general efficiency of the army in performing tasks, not to mention that they had not seen it in ordinary times, Samtz and his subordinates were directly dumbfounded.

"Everyone stand back, if you still want your master's life!" Lao Luo shouted at Samtz's guard, and then slightly staggered the scimitar that pressed Samtz's throat, and pressed the opponent's neck from the side of the knife instead, so that he could hold the guy in his hand hostage faster, "Speak, Samtz...... Day, what a smell! ”

The problem in the second half of the sentence is because Lao Luo suddenly smelled a smell of urine, and dared to love this arrogant Samtz? Gliott? Bagrat was directly frightened, and a hoarser voice came out of this guy's throat than before, "All retreat... Stand back ......"

In just a few seconds, from the nine heavens to being stepped on in the mud, this gap is so big, Samtz has experienced, and it is the first time to experience, when Lao Luo took the knife around his neck, he thought that his head would not be saved, and no one dared to treat him like this since he was a child.

"Samuel, come here and grab this guy." The guards who were staring at the other party retreated one after another, and Lao Luo breathed a sigh of relief, but he would not let such a thing restrain him, and called the soldiers around him to take over him.

The Armenian guy who had been ignored all this time fell to his knees and cried out, "My lord, spare your life." ”

Samuel took the hostage Samtz in Lao Luo's hand, and Lao Luo had time to carefully check the surrounding situation, and glanced in the distance, some passing merchants and people from the Tang camp were watching, and in addition to his own warriors, he was Samtz's subordinate on the other side, and as for the Armenian kneeling at his feet, it was obviously the Ma Miken that Helton had mentioned.

Lao Luo ignored the kowtow worm lying on the ground, naturally someone was staring at this provocative guy, he made a few gestures to Gonzas, and then shouted at the Georgian guards who were holding it: "Give you thirty numbers, put down all your weapons, or die!" ”

His words were spoken in Roman, but not all the Georgian warriors on the opposite side could understand them, and after a few seconds a riot began, and Lao Luo was not worried about their resistance, because the only few archers had already been shot dead by his own people, and the rest of the people, even if they had high force, had no room to fight back in the face of a dozen bows and arrows. It's not that his old Luo Deli is unforgiving, but since the other party has the courage to fight for the tiger, he should be mentally prepared to be stewed in a pot by the killed tiger man, and it is not that he has any desire to eliminate violence and peace, but since the other party has committed it in his own hands, there is no reason to let it go, and he is not a senior official of the CHN government in later generations who only knows how to protest. As for whether there are good people or good people in the guards, it is none of his business, and he is not his person, and he is not a Holy Mother of Mercy.

After more than ten seconds, Samtz's guards were all in disarray, and some of them put down their weapons and knelt on the ground, some of them bravely rushed forward to kill, and more of them tried to escape. After another two minutes, the former was the luckiest of the dead, all of them were killed by bows and arrows, and the latter was captured or killed from behind by the warriors sent by Gonzhas.

It's not that Samtz's people are not loyal enough or their combat strength is too poor, but the reaction of Lao Luo's men shocked them at the first time, but that Lao Luo's soldiers are all won from the killing field and carefully selected, even the elite soldiers in the army in this era may not be comparable to their killing efficiency.

A rabble without a commander is simply a mass of scattered sand, and they have no heart to fight at all, so they are naturally inferior to bloodthirsty warriors who have been killed for a long time.

So eighty-six of Samtz's men, plus himself, were killed, except for fifty-two, who were captured. The passers-by who had been watching from afar were all gone, and only a dozen shadowy figures were looking farther away.

Lao Luo didn't bother to pay attention to those people, so he had the patience to ask the root of the matter and the other party's origin.

The Armenian lying on the ground was indeed called Mamiken, a greedy fellow, and Heldon sold his camels for cheaper, and he saw the tall Hercules horses in the ranks, so he instigated Samtz, the son of the prince of the greedy Duchy of Taw-Kralzhety, to come and ask for trouble, and no matter how greedy Samtz was, he would always leave him some soup.

As for Samtz, I can't help but say that this is an idiot and unlucky ghost, the current king of the Duchy of Tau-Kralzhety is called Bagrat III, who is his cousin, and he sent this guy here to recruit the Tang camp, but this guy is arrogant and arrogant so far, and he directly hit Lao Luo's big iron plate because of greed.

"Gonzas, watch them find a place to dig a pit, bury all the bodies first, then dig a pen and lock them all up." Lao Luo spoke to the fifty-two people who were kneeling on the ground, Nunu, and gave orders to the soldiers. As for the animal fence, it is used to make a pit of half a meter in the ground, and then surround it with a wooden fence one person high, and then sprinkle a circle of oil and crude oil around the perimeter, so that as long as there are three or five archers guarding it, there is no need to worry about them escaping, because once someone moves, the archers will shoot rockets to burn them to death as soon as possible.

"Your Excellency, Sir, General, Honorable ...... Spare me, and I'll call someone for a ransom. Samtz was completely devoid of his initial arrogance, and he was lying on the ground with the smell of urine and begging for mercy. He didn't know what the beast pen was, but he knew that it would be difficult for him to escape once he was trapped, he wasn't without eyesight, he was just blinded by greed and long-term compliments, these guys in front of him were obviously not businessmen, and their efficiency was more terrible than Brother Wang's army. The thought that he might be held as a slave was impossible for him to accept, and the only thing he could do was to beg for mercy.

It's a pity that Lao Luo is not interested in the ransom he said now, and the gold, silverware and gold coins stored in his space have never been broken, although he hasn't sorted it out much, and now it is estimated that there are always more than ten tons of gold, or how to talk about robber treasures and king's treasures, Lao Luo has not collected these things all the way.

"Venerable Samtz? Gliott? Mr. Bagrat, until I have figured out what to do with you, please keep your nobility and do not do anything irrational. Lao Luo's tone of voice seemed to be the polite tone of the nobles' interactions, but it made Samtz's face turn pale.

Looking at Samtz, who was speechless, and then looking at his guards who were being watched in the distance and digging a pit honestly, Lao Luo's mind was no longer here.

There was no need to deliberately release a few captives to report the news, Lao Luo dared to be sure that there were people who contacted this Samtz not far away, and as for whether it would bring any adverse consequences to his own people, he felt that there was nothing to worry about. Because on the way from the west, he did not find out how many people there were in this land, and in this land, in the context of this era, a principality may not have many powerful warriors, let alone an army of thousands of people, even in its heyday.

Lao Luo did not believe that the king of the so-called principality of Tao-Klarzheti had the courage to organize an army of tens of thousands to save his cousin, and the most serious consequence was to gather a few hundred-man troops to find trouble. A team of hundreds? Hehe, it's not that he Lao Luo looks down on people, it's that he has seen a lot of killing, not to mention using his soldiers, Lao Luo's own more skilled and accurate archery can make one or two hundred-person teams collapse.

Of course, there is another way, the king used political methods to rescue his cousin by putting pressure on the Tang camp, but this method is a good thing for Lao Luo, how is this pressure not Lao Luo's counterpressure? The people in charge of the Tang Battalion should have known that they had arrived, but they still ignored them like this, and his old Luo didn't have the enthusiasm to attract people's attention.

Asked someone to see Samtz, who was tied hand and foot, Lao Luo turned back to the camp, and happened to meet Stan, who had collected the booty, this guy held a few scimitars and said to Lao Luo with a smile: "Master, this harvest is good, more than 70 good scimitars, and more than a dozen bows, a lot of gold and silver coins, this door-to-door business is really good." ”

Lao Luo looked at this tall guy with some tears and laughter, and his nature really did not change, "Go and count your loot, you greedy pirate billet." ”

Stan wasn't angry, the word pirate was his glory, and went straight with a smile on his face.

Of course, his smile is not good-looking, and the two scars on his face can frighten many people.

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