Chapter 695: I Am the Strongest
There are many players who want to learn marksmanship, IM Hanbing handed over the guild points and took away the 'Floating Pear Flower Gun', Su Sushu wanted to take the 'Seven Tupan Snake Spear', and Angela exchanged for the 'Plum Blossom Bamboo Spear'.
Urridon chatted privately with Twilight Boss, "Boss, I have an idea, I don't know if I can push the Redstone Valley quest forward. Nanzdebat's quest first pass reward will never be bad. β
Uzhdun is a Mongolian ethnic group, and the ID of the game is a vast steppe. He has already taken up the defense war, but his inheritance is very ordinary, and he is considered a marginal figure in the main group in the guild. He is not satisfied with his status, but where is his guild contribution, his own strength is also in an embarrassing position. This time, he had a brand new idea after watching the video of the main group opening half of the copy of Redstone Valley: "I noticed that the four groups of bandits in Redstone Valley are all grouped, and they are grouped by ethnicity. Now, Seven Swords had to face a team of over one hundred and fifty Mongol cavalry, a task that on the face of it would not be possible until the player's average level reached sixty. I want to try and see if I can recruit these guys to Little Rock and become the main force of the military camp in Little Rock. β
Boss Twilight gave a drooling expression to the vast grassland, "Is this all going to work?" β
"Let me try. They are all of a people, and I don't want to see them killed, nor do I want to watch them continue to do evil. If there is a glimmer of life, it should be left to them. β
The Twilight boss put the idea of the vast grassland in the core group: "This plan is worth trying." But I don't know if the team can keep the same progress if someone else goes in. Angela, make room for you. β
Angela: "No problem. However, if this plan doesn't work out, I still have to go the next time the core group enters the capital! β
The team came to Redstone Valley again, and as Boss Su expected, there was a change in the team, and the progress of the dungeon was cleared. Fortunately, with the initial experience, the core regiment advanced the ranks to a distance of less than thirty yards from the Mongol cavalry in half an hour.
The vast steppe changed into the Mongolian robe handed to him by the Vajra cat, and he slapped his horse alone, and after entering the range of hatred, he jumped off his horse and bowed his hands and shouted: "Amul, Sebeno! "ββTranslated into Chinese, it means 'Hello everyone!' meaning.
His level is fifty-seven, and he can barely make friends with NPCs at level sixty. A cavalryman who had already drawn his longbow looked at the vast grassland with doubt, and then looked at the surrounding cavalry, and found that the others did not mean to 'move', and he also put down his longbow: "Sebeno! Sonin Longbaina? "- Hello, what's the matter?
"I know you've been trapped in Redstone Valley for days, you can't get out, you can't walk, you don't have enough to eat or drink - I have some drinks here, I don't know if you'd like to sit down and have a drink with me and talk about everyone being trapped in Redstone Valley. You see, I'm not armed - Immortal Heaven can testify, I'm also a Mongol, and I have no ill will towards you! β
The cavalry took a step to the right, facing the vast steppe on the side, put his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly, and spread his left hand inward: "Since you are of the same clan, a guest from afar, or a friend who carries wine, please come here, first toast your wine to the leader of this place, Timur!" β
Timur sat on a boulder, and when he saw a low-level adventurer passing through his men with a calm demeanor, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the stone at the lower position: "A fellow citizen - no matter why you are coming, the Mongols will not blast the guests out." You sit down first, what's the matter, let's talk slowly! β
The vast grassland took out a bag of mare's milk wine from his backpack, poured himself a bowl first, and drank it dry in one gulp. This was a very rude act, but it proved that he did not poison the wine - handed the wine bag to Timur - "Chief, the Mongols will only let the guests drink freely, and they will not get drunk." But look at it, you've led more than 100 of your brothers to their deaths. If you want to drink, you have to take it out as an adventurer! β
Timur took the wine bag and handed it to his brother next to him: "Give the wounded brother to drink first!" Turning to the vast steppe: "You didn't come here to see the jokes of our fallen Mongolian men, right?" β
The vast grassland took out bags of mare's milk wine from his backpack and handed it to the bandits beside him: "I swear to Changshengtian that this is the most mellow mare's milk wine I can buy; Swear to the ancestors who rode a white deer down from the source of the river that this is a clean and non-toxic mare's milk wine. Let's drink something to quench our thirst. β
Mare's milk wine is a stackable item, with 10 bags per backpack. Seeing that each of his subordinates got a bag of mare's milk wine in his hand, Timur couldn't help it, snatched a bag from the hands of the vast grassland, and drank it in a few sips: "Even if the saber is on the neck, it is a happy thing to be able to drink the mare's milk wine before dying." You can say it, Soning Longbainaβeven if it angers me, I promise to send you out safely and back to your companions. β
A horse bandit came over with a salivating face and handed the empty wine bag to the vast grassland: "We Mongolians, what is there that can't be solved by a mare's milk wine?" β
The vast grassland laughed and handed him the wine bag in his hand: "If you can't, then two bags!" β
Timur waved his hand: "All ten people will come over, and the others will take ten steps back." Now, adventurer, you can explain what you're here for! β
The vast grassland looked around: "You are all men who lick blood with knives, I think, you are not afraid of death, but no one wants to be trapped in a place where rabbits don't and wait for death." I have a way to take everyone away, but ......"
Timur's eyes glared: "It's nothing!" It was the Mongols who broke the words and crumpled them to make it clear! β
"But you're bandits! Killing people and setting fires, you have done too much. We Mongolians pay attention to integrity, and can calmly face the immortal heaven after death. Can you? Do you think that the Immortal Heaven is willing to put his sinful and innocent children together and let them sleep together in peace? β
The bandits were silent for a moment.
Timur said: "To say that you don't regret it is a lie." But we have our own experiences and thoughts. You should know that the Mongols were unwilling to compromise and would take up sabers and bows to fight when they encountered injustice. We go from being oppressed to being oppressed because we don't have a choice! β
Do you feel that you have been wronged, and you can pass on the grievances to others by force? Big fist, huh? The vast steppe felt that the other party was unreasonable, but 'the book is used to hate less', and he couldn't find the right words to refute the other party for a while: "Chief Timur, I am a Mongol, and I am also a mercenary. The mercenary group I belong to is called the Seven Swords Mercenary Group. I think if I can help my fellow citizens, it's all because I'm from the Seven Swords Mercenary Regiment. My thoughts, Twilight, the leader of the Seven Swords Mercenary Regiment. Orange, know it all. He himself was a viscount and owned a city that he had built. I think he has more power and strength to consult with you on how to help these Mongols trapped in the valley. β
Timur sneered: "How high can he be?" I still don't believe that your regimental commander and the two of you can make a profit in the hands of more than 100 Mongolian men - let him come over! β
The play meat has arrived.
Viscount Twilight strode with a spear: "Isn't it a pity that so many people died here?" Lao Tzu still lacks a lot of prisoners to work with! β
One sentence made all the bandits furious!
The little bandits didn't know that Viscount Twilight didn't say this to them, but to Timur!
Timur's face began to turn blue: "You are the Viscount Twilight who owns a city in the vast steppe?" You see, these are one hundred and fifty unparalleled Mongolian warriors! Not a weak Han Chinese! β
"I don't think the Han are weak, and I don't think the Mongols can despise others because they are unequaled. At least, I have built a new city on my own, and hundreds of farmers and herdsmen rely on the new city to live, they do not need to bully others, nor are they afraid of others bullying them, they only need to spend a certain amount of time farming and grazing, and they can enjoy a stable and comfortable life. A lot of people don't know how to ride horses or shoot arrows, but they know what it's like to live a normal life, and they succeed β and they're not stuck in a place where rabbits don't like you do! β
Bandits would never yearn for the life Viscount Twilight said they would have, but bandits who were about to die trapped somewhere were different. These people's will to survive is even stronger. When many bandits heard this, their facial expressions were actually relaxing. Of course, it is also reassuring that Viscount Twilight will go to the meeting alone and will never pose a threat to them.
Timur looked at the vast steppe: "You have a leader with absolute faith. Viscount Twilight, right? Have a seat. Tell us about your city? β
The Twilight boss described the construction of Little Rock in detail, and as for the fact that the city was built in another dimension, he naturally omitted to say: "We, the Seven Swords Mercenary Regiment, have established a castle of our own at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains. Shepherds, farmers, soldiers - especially cavalry were needed there. The only thing that is not needed is the unruly people. Unlike other chieftains and khans, in our city, the rules are everyone's! Everyone has to comply, including myself! I need manpower. If your people want to go, they must learn to follow the rules first! β
Timur touched the short mustache on his chin: "Can you tell me about your rules?" β
The rules are ready-made. Twilight Boss briefly rewrites his 'Ten School Rules': "In my city, there are no criminals and bandits, and the strong can only play in the ring. There are only two kinds of war: a battle against the attacks of other cities and a battle in which all allies have to send troops. Oh, there is no capital crime, and those who commit crimes are sent to mine copper until they earn enough money to compensate the families and individuals who have been harmed by them! β
Timur sneered: "As far as I know, all cities are decided by the strongest!" β
"The strongest?" Viscount Twilight pointed to his nose, "I'm the strongest in Little Rock!" β