Luo Lan's squad has a total of five horseback swordsmen, plus ten swordsman attendants, and nearly twenty guards are all fully armed, if you look at the scale of the caravan guards, it can barely be regarded as a team with considerable combat effectiveness. [No pop-ups.]

The barbarian leader obviously would not take this number of people into account, in his opinion, such escorts abound on the plains of Bethlehem, although these people look calm and calm, and their bodies still faintly reveal the bloody smell of battle, but there are seven brave barbarian warriors around him, who are also killed from the sea of corpses and blood, he does not think that he will lose to humans in a situation of nearly one to two.

The advice given to him by the attendant was very heartwarming, if he could quickly end the group of people in front of him, then the value of these two women would definitely satisfy the patriarch, so as to forgive himself for the mistake of "missing" a quark giant elephant.

The warrior behind him had clenched the weapons in his hands tightly, and his deep-set eye sockets were eager to move, and he only waited for the leader to give the order to hack the group of humans to death, and the two beautiful women had already stimulated them to the point that every drop of blood was boiling, burning, every nerve was trembling, and the breath of their mouth and nose made a cloudy smell float in the air.

The barbarian leader grinned and walked up the high slope where Luo Lan was located, a snoring sound came out of his throat, and the warriors knew in their hearts that when the boss spat on the ground, it was time to do it themselves.

However, the next moment, the barbarian leader's gaze glanced behind Luo Lan without inadvertently, his smile suddenly froze, he swallowed his saliva with a grunt, and actually turned his head and walked back without saying a word. Several barbarian warriors couldn't help but show a stunned expression, looking at their boss inexplicably, the leader seemed to feel the bewildered and surprised gaze of his subordinates, which made him feel a little fever on his face, he turned around angrily and yelled, "Look at it, don't go quickly!"

This roar frightened the men, and they had to carry out the old order in a daze. But they muttered a few words, and one of the savages even spat on the ground himself to vent, but it didn't take long for them to understand this wise move.

The ground shook slightly, as if the great drum of the tribe was beating.

Because Luo Lan and the others are standing on higher ground. From beginning to end, the eyes of the barbarian warriors were limited to the people they could see in front of them, but at this moment, one after another knights emerged from the ridge of the hillside, and there were hundreds of knights in a white undulating horizontal line behind them, but so many people did not make a sound, and the power of the slaughter made the temperature in the air drop suddenly, and behind them. More and more people came into view, and a huge caravan of thousands of people came into view.

Yes, the barbarians were belligerent, but no matter how impulsive they were, they knew that it would be self-defeating to clash with a thousand-strong force with their own men.

"Let's go into town!"

Luo Lan didn't seem to take what happened just now to heart at all, with his identity and strength at this moment. There was no need to take these barbarians seriously, and with a wave of his hand, a team of more than thirty Templar cavalry followed him down the hill and galloped towards the high walls of the Northern Selen City.

Lady Belinda looked thoughtfully at the figures of the barbarians. His brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't say anything more, and followed the cavalry with the reins of his horse.

It was impossible for a large contingent to enter the city immediately, as there were usually only three thousand barbarian warriors stationed in the city of Beiselen, and in fact this number was pieced together by each tribe, and the burden of an unproductive army was too great for any tribe to bear alone. Not to mention. Nor does anyone want to see the city occupied alone.

The barbarians copied almost exactly the trade rules of the free city-states, except for special warrants and passplates. A caravan of more than 1,000 people must enter the city no more than 300 people per day, and as for the brand, it naturally needs to be exchanged for money.

The barbarian leader has gone a long way, as a quark giant elephant trader, unlike ordinary traders, the giant elephant belongs to the war resources of this land, so the amount of trade per tribe per year is allowed to be controlled to less than twenty, and the trade object can only be free city-states, the reason for this is to prevent the giant elephant from being resold to the hands of mortal enemies orcs, and it will not be able to gain an advantage on the battlefield. But in fact, every barbarian tribal leader mostly disagreed with this rule, and for the sake of more wealth, they privately increased this number considerably, but entrusted it to caravans to sell it, so that even if something went wrong, it had nothing to do with them.

And this caravan belongs to this list, the leader Zagu has been unable to let go of the scene just now, he began to think in his heart, it is rare for such a large-scale caravan to arrive in Beiselen City, he is sure that this team must not only be for trade, it must have some other purpose, especially when he thinks of those knights with cold expressions, he is even more firm in his judgment.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he had a brilliant idea in his heart, an idea to catch all these people, and he couldn't help but grin. He stopped, and with a gesture of his hand, he summoned a subordinate who looked more capable, pointed in the direction he was coming, and said, "You, go and keep an eye on them and see what they are doing." ”

Then he waved his hand at the rest and said loudly, "Go to the Aye tribe!"

In front of the gates of North Selen stand five large totem poles with rough paintings, representing the five most powerful tribes of the Bethlehem Plain, but these are the only things that can be seen that the city is ruled by barbarians, the bustling streets and beautiful buildings are all made by humans, and most of the merchants who come and go are humans, making Luo Lan have the illusion of being in the port of Kilos. Barbarians are not a race with low IQ in the impression of human beings, due to the living environment, there are not a few people who are simple in thinking, but after a long time of contact with humans, there are also some people who are quite skillful, in order to maintain trade with the free city-state, in fact, all the affairs in the city are handed over to humans to take care of, they are only responsible for garrisoning and extracting taxes.

"Lady Belinda," Luo Lan said lightly.

"Sir Sir, do you have any orders?" said Belin, smiling slightly, as she changed her name.

Luo Lan cast an appreciative look and said, "Before sunset today, I want to see all the people enter the city and settle down. ”

It was obviously difficult for thousands of people to enter the city in one day, but Lady Belinda was not embarrassed, she chuckled lightly, and said with a flattery in her voice, "Everything will please you, my lord." She understood that this was a measure of her own abilities, but at the same time she was secretly thinking that the pastor must be trying to do something very secret, so she tried to break herself off.

She guessed correctly, and not long after she left, Luo Lan and Xi Jiesi exchanged a few words alone, and then left the cavalry alone and walked into the deep alley of a building.

On the day he left the port of Kiros, he received a parchment letter, although he had been mentally prepared for the appearance of this person, but the content of the letter still surprised him, and at the end of the letter, a detailed route of the city of Beiselen was drawn, which also included the branches of the various tower posts, and after thinking about it for a long time, he felt that he could not give up this clue, and finally made the decision at the moment.

He climbed up to a tall nearby building, his eyes scanning back and forth, his gaze quickly fixed on the southeast corner, a wooden sign of a building with a black silk swaying in the wind.

He jumped down, and his figure shuttled quickly through the alleyway, and soon came to the place, and when he looked up, the direction of the silk fluttering was pointing to another road, and the faint sound of people came from there, and several children ran all the way around the corner with a cry of joy.

Luo Lan walked a few steps, and soon came to the end of the road, when two divergent roads appeared, and he noticed that there were many drawings of graffiti painted on the walls, which was undoubtedly the work of those children, and perhaps others would have ignored this, but with his thief's gaze, he immediately focused his attention on a very unobtrusive picture in the corner, which was a spider sketched with a few strokes, crawling in the direction of the left-hand passage.

He nodded, and walked along the wall, and soon came to a tavern, where rotten wooden signs creaked and swayed, the patterns on which had been blurred by the wind and rain, and it was faintly visible that it was depicted as a hand, pointing strangely inward.

Luo Lan stood for a moment, listening to the movement, and when he was sure that there was no dangerous aura, he pushed open the door and walked into this dimly lit space. "Pastor Landiston, you're finally here, I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

In an inconspicuous corner, a woman in black was sitting upright, showing a pleasing smile, and then she stretched out her hand and removed the hood from her cloak, exposing a pair of pointed ears in front of Luo Lan. Climb ^ book ^ net, this chapter is first published by "".