There is a proverb among merchants who often walk the "Ancient Dwarven Road" that the weather on the "Black Fire Trail" is like the face of a noble lady of Bretonnia, which changes rapidly.

The intermittent light rain turned into a torrential rain at a speed visible to the naked eye, and countless silver threads fell from the sky, smashing the pedestrians on the road by surprise, especially some newcomers, scurrying around like headless flies, but they soon found that there was not even a big tree around to hide from the rain, so they could only take out their hats and cloaks and put them on.

As for those experienced merchants, they have already quickened their pace as soon as possible and rushed in the direction of the fortress, at this time there is no need to pay attention to whether to queue up or not, only by entering the city early can you find a place to hide from the rain, it doesn't matter if people are in the rain, the key is that some goods can not get wet.

The steel gates of the "Grentstadt" were closed after six o'clock in the evening, and the caravans, no matter how large they were, even if they were a minute late, had to obediently sleep in the wilderness, waiting for the gates to reopen at six o'clock the next morning, and then line up to be inspected and pay taxes to enter the city.

This is the rule set by the Elector of the "Ivey Domain" at the beginning of the establishment of the fortress, even the lords here cannot be violated, no matter how much gold kronor they have.

Now is the time when the morning sun is born, many caravans that arrived last night are still queuing up to enter the city, plus the "forgiveness mercenary group" has just arrived, at this time there are thousands of people gathered outside the city, a heavy rain down, the originally orderly team suddenly became chaotic, the sound of people is boiling, and the sound of horses is noisy.

However, the defenders in the fortress should be familiar with this, and they have significantly accelerated the speed of clearance, as long as they are not particularly suspicious guys, they just take a look at the money, of course, provided that they are all human.

As soon as creatures of other races, such as the wandering greenskins and beastmen warbands, appear, they will close the gates as quickly as possible, and then rely on the tall walls and elite weapons in their hands to greet those uninvited guests.

This is also the reason why the stone denied taking the tribal boys to go on the expedition early on,

If it doesn't rain, even an ordinary businessman has to take out the certificate issued by the chamber of commerce in the city where he is located. to pass.

Due to his lack of experience, the people of the "Forgiveness Mercenary Group" did not move forward immediately after the rain, and were suddenly overtaken by many people behind them, and Rep soon found that even if the speed of passing the level was accelerated, according to their current position, it would take at least two hours, so he was too lazy to be polite, and gave the order to go down, and everyone rushed forward together.

Two hundred heavily armed mercenaries, this is a large force, and after the carriages and merchants in front of them were knocked away by their menacing team, they did not dare to say anything, so as not to anger these blood-licking guys.

In this process, at a moment when no one was paying attention, a black shadow flashed from the stone carriage, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the chaotic crowd, like a drop of water, silently blending into the environment in front of him, even the nearest young mercenary who was responsible for driving the stone Marceau did not react at all, he was engrossed in the rain to control the two horses, to avoid hitting the pedestrians who could not dodge.

This dark shadow is the Tomb King who was still in the carriage listening to the lord review history.

Before he set out this morning, Stone had privately told Rep to deliberately slow down his march and wait until it rained before passing through the pass.

In this way, Amanam Horton was able to use the easiest way to get through the originally heavily fortified fortress.

As the King of the Tomb, it is very difficult and troublesome for him to enter the empire through normal channels, although in the impression of the stone, there is a mercenary group composed of all undead creatures, so although it is theoretically undead, it is not completely impossible, but first, Amanam Horton is not a mercenary, and secondly, this will definitely not be able to be done in a while, and maybe it will bring unnecessary trouble to the mercenary group, so the undead hero can only act alone, and the way to act is to break through.

Now with the cover of this rainstorm, the cloak of the Tomb King can easily approach the city gates, and then rush directly to the city gate before the defenders can react.

But if you want to change to normal times, a guy who is hidden in the dark is bound to attract special attention, not that there is no way to do it, but it will be troublesome after all.

Sure enough, when the mercenary group arrived at the city gate half an hour later, Shi Shi, who was sitting in the car, heard several merchants in front of him gathering to discuss the accident that had happened not long ago.

"Hey, brother, did you see it just now?"

"No, who can see clearly, it's just a dark shadow."

"yes, that's fast! The soldier didn't react at all, and he was knocked down, and there was no time at all. ”

"You're from a province, aren't you? Don't underestimate these warriors, they are the pride of Iveling, do you see the flames on their uniforms? These are the "Guardians of the Mountains", who have been guarding the Black Fire Pass for hundreds of years. ”

"Sigma is on top! It turns out that they are the "guardians of the mountains"! I've heard of it! That guy just now is definitely not an ordinary person! ”

"I don't know what the dirty thing is, uh, I have to say, "Ivey Ling" a lot of this evil existence because we have ......"

"What's there?"

Before the local merchant could finish speaking, another merchant suddenly turned around and whispered:

"Wow, a lot of mercenaries, look, such a tall woman."

The merchants finally saw the mercenary behind them, and at the same time spotted the Norscan woman coming out of the carriage.

At this moment, the wind and rain, which was much smaller than before, finally stopped abruptly, and a beautiful rainbow even appeared on the horizon.

A ray of sunlight shone through the gradually drifting dark clouds, shining right at the gates of the city, not only gilding the dark city walls, but also shining a dazzling light on the blonde hair of "Miss Brienne", and the mercenaries around couldn't take their eyes off it after seeing it, including Marceau, who was driving.

It's really beautiful, if the lord of the city is a white lily that blooms with enthusiasm, then this young lady from the north is a thorny rose full of temptation and danger, and the two are completely indistinguishable.

What's even more rare is that "Brienne", who usually pulls her face, has a smile on her face at this time, which weakens a little indifference and adds a more charming charm.

Stone certainly had reason to rejoice, and after listening to the conversation of these merchants just now, and the posture of the city gates now as if they were facing a great enemy, there was no doubt that Amanam Horton's operation had been successful.