The Kudlos region was chaotic, but the extremely high profits kept the caravans at risk, and wagon formations were not uncommon. Wild Sand Literature Network

Many caravans are escorted by warriors and mages, or, like the Kotzes family, have a certain level of strength to walk in this area.

"It's full of people."

Each carriage was covered with a thick black cloth, but the sound of heavy breathing inside the carriage was all confirmed, and there were living people on board.

Cotzes's eyes could clearly see Kudelos's underground business.

"In the past, we always needed ordinary people, slaves, but this time the requirements are higher, and the tactical commanders are needed, where should this group of people be gathered, and they are all transported at one time."

A total of twelve wagons, based on ten people placed in one carriage, at least one hundred and twenty tactical commanders were captured here.

When looking at the carriage procession, many guards on the carriage also took out their weapons one after another, looking at the five people on the side of the road.

"The Hand of Death."

Kotzes raised his hand and shouted, gesticulating a special gesture.

"The Hand of Death."

The leader on the opposite side was an old man with goosebumps, and he also waved his staff, shouted, and gestured back, and the two sides made a mistake.

"A little rule of underground passage, with this gesture, means that they are all registered in the city of the Hand of Death, and there will be no conflict," Cotzes explained in a low voice, "otherwise we will have to see a wave of fights." ”

"This time it's good luck, it just so happens that the other party is transporting slaves, we can follow slowly, and it's much easier to find someone."

"Don't fight, there's a lot of stubble here, and you can't clean it up when you fight."

For Doug Wooger, who unleashed violence, Cotzes was particularly uneasy, and repeatedly admonished a few words.

"I know, I know, anyway, Lao Tzu is only staring at you, and if you mess up, I'll give you a hammer."

"Hehe, Nima."

Kotzes' face was ugly, he stared at Doug Wug's frost hammer for a few moments, and forced a smile to lead the group forward.

Regardless of whether he succeeds or fails this time, he will not feel good, he will be killed by Doug Wuger, and if he succeeds, he will be remembered by the City of Death, and it will be difficult to survive in the Kudlos region.

What's even more troublesome is that his body is out of control with ice and fire magic, and Cotzes thinks about it repeatedly, feeling that he is jumping happily on the road to death.

"I knew that I would go to save the world with Bob's psychopathy, and I could be regarded as being recruited, and I could go to the Kasa Kingdom to be a ** teacher in the future."

Cotzes felt that he had retired too early, and if he had lasted a little longer, he might not have the he has now.

As the caravan marched, several men were not interrogated, and a slightly pompous strip of cloth was tied to their heads, a mark for the novices in the Kudlos region, which caused a bunch of old fritters to laugh shamefully.

"Drive down all these pigs, a group of them are from the Xiannong King ** Academy, and they took the initiative to create several accidents to hunt down such people."

"The other batch is the black goods from Platland Black Sword, some are good at fighting, and some are rice buckets, you can distinguish them yourself."

"Three hundred gold for basic tactical commanders, one thousand gold for senior commanders, three thousand gold for expert commanders, and ten thousand gold for master commanders, fill in the form according to the specifications, and pay the money after passing the test."

The seller and the buyer talked very little, and went straight to the point, and the old man waved his hand, and many carriages were opened in unison, and all of them were tightly tied.

"Ah ......"

Alita exclaimed, and then stopped talking in an instant, and several people glanced silently, only to see Arrenville tied up in the middle of a pile of people, struggling from side to side, his eyes full of anger.

The young man woke up a little too late, and now he realized that he had fallen into the tiger's den.

"The Great Commander chooses people, all of them are honest, it is your blessing to be seen, if you have potential, you will be the commander of the Crisson Kingdom under one person and above ten thousand people."

The old man laughed, and the goosebumps on his face shook from time to time.

"As long as you can endure hardships, you can learn the most bizarre way of arranging troops, and even leading to the tactical command of the grandmaster."

"The way we invite may be a bit rude, but this is the underworld, and you should learn to adapt to the rules of the strong."

"I can tell you unequivocally that the last batch of tactical commanders, a total of one hundred and forty people, we finally selected, only five, here, we don't need waste."

The one who traded with the old man was a cold-faced knight, just like the Glick Xu Zhi had seen for the first time, with a stiff and cold look on his face.

"What about the others? One hundred and thirty-five," a tall, thin man asked, struggling to his feet.

"Hehe, skeletons, zombies, mummies, low-level blood slaves, the use of waste, that's the work of other people, it's not my responsibility."

The cold-faced knight's words made many people's hearts tremble.

Obviously, no one wants to be an undead, to become a high-level undead still have a complete consciousness, to become a low-level cannon fodder, consciousness will always be in chaos, it is difficult to have a moment of awakening, even low-level vampires are no exception.

This is more painful than being a slave, and the scene is a little chaotic for a while, and many people are crying and trying to escape.

The cold-faced knight waved his hand, and a bunch of demon sons with steel forks flew out, and they slammed around the group of people, and after the fork killed two or three people, these people were honest.

"Either die now, or try that way to live, well, Shersin, I won't pay for the two pieces of shit that just died."

"No problem, waste is not worth anything in the first place."

The old man Schersin cursed twice at the corpse, and then someone came up and dragged the corpse down.

The transaction between the two parties was quite fast, and in only half an hour, the men were handed over, and Schersin left with a large sum of money and a smile on the escort group.

It was clear that it took a chance, and everyone realized that Alenville was too late and had missed the perfect time.

"I'm going to set fires and create opportunities, you ......," Cotzes offered himself.

"We'll go with you, of course," Doug Woog snorted, "Aegrenel, it's up to you to stealth this time." ”

"I don't have that kind of skill to sneak away with people."

Egrenel frowned as she looked around the City of the Hand of Death, the guards inside were clearly beyond their expectations.

"Just untie the shackles and shackles on Alenville, and as a tactical commander, he should know how to escape from the chaos."

As soon as everyone split up, they heard a commotion over the city.

"Little female dragons, get up, your most handsome Uncle Marassa is here."

The bone dragon's scarlet eyes opened, like lanterns, and scanned the City of the Hand of Death.

In the darkness, two huge hideous shadows flashed, and the black bone spurs behind them stood up high, looking at the bone dragon hovering in the sky, the demons jumped up.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Master Bob."

"Kadonis, I didn't expect you to be in this place."

On the bone dragon, Bob and Nags sit in the front and the back.

In the face of the sudden attack of the demon, the two did not seem to be in a hurry, and waved out the magic that had been prepared for a long time.

And Marassa flicked the dragon's tail in an instant and turned to a higher altitude.

"Good opportunity."

Doug Wooger was overjoyed, and in the midst of the many undead and kidnapped tactical commanders, he picked up his hammer and drilled out like a cheetah.

"Do it."

There was no more movement than Bob and the City Master of the Hand of Death, and the opportunity came just in time for Cotzes to avoid arson.

Egrenel's shadow flickered, and she disappeared into the darkness, and when she reappeared, she was already on the side of Arrenville's body.