Seeing that the other party did not play his cards according to common sense, Barkley was a little flustered, and looked at the barbarian slaves who were gearing up there, and he felt goosebumps rise all over his body. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIf he really fell into the hands of these people, it would really be worse than death.

"I swear to God, my lord!" Barkley is still making the final game, "All my wealth is on the Buckley II docked at the docks of Cherbourg Harbour, you let me take it out now, I can't do anything at all!" If, I mean, if you're willing to get me safely to the docks, I'll do as promised, and by the way, the Buckley II will be yours! ”

Murong Tao had no patience to continue to entangle with this iron rooster, and a hand knife slashed at the back of his neck, and Buckley suddenly fell forward as if he had been drained of all his strength.

Those Aztecs are okay, Serra looked at Murong Tao in some surprise, obviously the negotiation just now did not achieve much success, the other party didn't even mention the place where the money was hidden, but just said that it was placed on the ship in the dock. I didn't even know what kind of ship the so-called Buckley II was, so I just killed people?

"Arrange for one of your people to stay here and guard this guy, and the rest of them will go in with me!" Murong Tao smiled at Serra, "It's just a temporary knockout, and there is no benefit at all, how can you let him die so easily?" Rest assured! ”

Obviously, Serra also guessed what Murong Tao meant by "rest assured", and just said something to one of the guards who followed him, and the man stroked a few times towards Serabi, probably because of the etiquette of their country, and the man picked up the fainting Buckley and left quickly.

At this moment, the pressure on Reynard has increased greatly, Barkley's side has not moved for a long time, and the shouting and killing in front of him has long stopped, it is obvious that there is no possibility of reversal under Barkley's miscellaneous fish, they must have been killed by the other party, and now that Barkley's life and death are unknown, Reynard is not much excited.

Although there is often friction between the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group and the Buckley Slave Regiment on the ownership of slaves, the uncertainty of Buckley's life and death at this moment should have been a good thing for Renard, but it also requires the Wild Wolf Mercenary Regiment to return to the base camp smoothly, and now that there is no Buckley's people to contain them, the remaining 20 or so people on their side are obviously suffering from the enemy.

"Boss, fortunately, we left a hand before, so let's let the scattered teams come back here now!" The tense nerves on Renard's face were soothed after a deputy slapped an innocuous sycophant, not just to be wary of Barkley's men, but also to be faced with the dilemma of the moment.

But man is not as good as heaven, and when Renard's lieutenant fired an arrow, and waited there for reinforcements to arrive, a team of all cavalry was leaving the Doge's palace on their way to the slums, and most of them wondered what these soldiers belonging to the Duke of Loire were going to do. There was such a big movement. Some people began to speculate that the treehouse tavern stationed in the slums might have poured blood mold, and the Duke had sent people to surround it.

The movement of the Governor's Palace naturally attracted the attention of several other slave groups and mercenary groups staying at the docks of Cherbourg Harbor, and soon a spy quickly reported back the situation on the Governor's Palace.

"It seems that Barkley and Renard underestimated the endurance of Lord Duke, no, just such a team can sweep the two families, tsk." A bald man smiled at a brown-haired middle-aged man beside him, "It seems that our goal of becoming the number one mercenary group in Cherbourg Harbor is one step closer!" ”

"Did you know that your gloating appearance is annoying?" The brown-haired middle-aged man took a puff of his pipe and spit out a puff of cigarette, his eyes full of disdain, "I didn't expect the leader of the dignified Albatross mercenary group to be so short-sighted, and the first mercenary group in a third-rate city would make you so satisfied?" What I see is a huge share of slaves, and soon this balance will be broken, and there will be no Buckley to get in the way, and we will reap huge benefits! ”

"Although this is true, but the task assigned by the above is also very important, since Luthor is useless, let him shut up completely!" After touching his head, the bald head laughed, "Captain Luthor, who swore to take down the Sailor's Tavern, has now become a prisoner, but this alone is not enough, he knows too many of our secrets, only the dead can keep secrets!" ”

The brown-haired middle-aged man's eyes flashed with coldness, nodded and said, "It has been arranged, and the killer will arrange for the ship assigned by the Duke to escort the two back to Paris to ensure that it is clean and neat." ”

"It's not that I don't believe you, it's just that we can't afford to gamble, and the top is giving death orders." The bald head drank a glass of red wine in one gulp, and said bitterly, "Although I have not been taken care of by Governor Royo before, this time the employer's order is to kill all the people on the ship, so I can only be sorry for this lord!" ”

"Hmph, a degraded governor is just that, what care? Could it be that every time you send a filial tribute, he returns it to you? The middle-aged man snorted disdainfully, "Since you have received our benefits, you must be prepared to repay your debts!" It's just a pity that the ship, it is not known how many slaves can be carried. ”

This time the cavalry squad, commanded by Melody's personal bodyguard Ulysses, who was now worried about Melody being besieged in the treehouse tavern, kept waving his horsewhip so much that the soldiers had to speed up.

"Your Majesty, I hope you will hold on a little longer!" Ulysses kept praying in his heart if the gods and Buddhas could hear it at this moment.

Ulysses had some complaints about Murong Tao at the moment, and at the same time, he also had some reservations about deliberately leaving his king, if he followed him, he would not be in such a dangerous situation. If something goes wrong with the king here, he will also be punished when he returns. So his relationship with the young king now is one of glory and one of falls.

If the entire slum was not guided by a ready-made guide, I am afraid that it would get lost and fall into an endless loop, but fortunately, in order to gather the scattered team, the deputy of the wolf mercenary group Renard used an arrow to give Ulysses and others a light to the rushing Ulysses and others, and they quickly determined the direction.

As for Murong Tao, he is now a little glad that he had planned before, if he rushed to the rescue if he was reckless, even if he could kill more people, his two fists would be difficult to defeat with four hands, and sooner or later he would be solved by the opponent's crowd tactics. On the other hand, now, there were more than a dozen companions behind him, as well as several marksmen such as Bopoca, hiding in a few strongholds around him, and that ringing arrow was undoubtedly the last struggle of the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group for Murong Tao.

The lieutenant had been waiting for reinforcements since the arrows were in the air, but unfortunately he didn't wait for the reinforcements he expected, but waited for the Grim Reaper from the depths of hell.

A dagger was thrown at the left hand he had just taken the bow on, the longbow fell to the ground, and at the same time, the blood on the left arm continued to gush out, and when the mercenaries around him reacted, another dagger was thrown, and it ended directly into the thick beard of the deputy, and the deputy fell straight down.

The deputy's eyes were wide until all his strength was drained, and he still didn't bat at himself.

Renard didn't have the consciousness of a master at all, and when he saw that the deputy next to him was killed by the other party twice, he quickly fell to the ground and rolled vigorously, returning to his subordinates, just when he finally breathed a sigh of relief, several unlucky mercenaries just kept a posture and were a little tired, and after moving slightly, they were killed by Popoca and other marksmen with one arrow.

"Who is Your Excellency?" Renard roughly counted the remaining subordinates, it was less than one-fifth when he came, this time he obviously lost a lot of money, he didn't get any benefits, and he lost so many lives, he didn't even know the identity of the sneak attacker, and he was afraid of being despised by his peers when he said it.

"Wolf mercenary group? You don't have a second way now, hold your heads in your hands, and come out one after another to surrender, otherwise there will be only one way to die! Murong Tao shouted at the top of his voice, and there was a commotion in the ranks of the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group.

"Since Your Excellency knows about our Wild Wolf Mercenary Group, you should be clear that anyone who offends our Wild Wolf Mercenary Group will not end well!" Okay, Renard has come to this point, and he didn't forget to use a threatening tone, Murong Tao no longer laughed angrily.

"You can see it!" Murong Tao replied, Renard's face was obviously much better-looking, and just when he was about to add another fire, Murong Tao said again, "You rabble, you have great skills, if you have the ability, come out and kill Lao Tzu, otherwise don't ****!" ”

"Your Excellency means that you don't plan to give face to the Wolf Mercenary Group?" Renard's face was gloomy again, once upon a time, the treatment of the Wolf Mercenary Regiment in Cherbourg Harbor was almost the same, even if it was not as good as the Governor, at least it was very comfortable in both black and white, and there was no one who did not open their eyes to make themselves uncomfortable. Even Governor Royo had to give them three points of face.

"Face has never been given by others, and face has to be earned by your own hands!" Murong Tao snorted coldly, "Just a native chicken and a dog like you, I don't know how many I will kill alone, you garbage also deserve Lao Tzu to give you face?" ”

Murong Tao's words were domineering, but the mercenaries who had met him were all dead, and the rest of the people had never seen how powerful he was, so as soon as Murong Tao's words fell, the mercenaries around Renard couldn't help but scold. There are also some mercenaries who don't know whether they are alive or dead, and they propose to fight Murong Tao one-on-one.