When Tursky arrived home, his wife greeted her, hugged Tursky and wept softly.

Tulsky softly comforted his sad wife, then patted her on the back to make her avoid.

Turksky took Han Ji and the two to a room, he opened the door and led the two inside.

"Your Excellency, I have prepared the ransom demanded by the kidnappers, and tomorrow we will go to exchange my son!" Tulsky's tone was heavy.

"I hope you two are prepared, if you need anything else you can tell me, I will try to find it."

"Don't bother, Mr. Turksky, we have more than enough weapons and equipment for a possible battle, and if you can, prepare us a good dinner! We want to make sure we have enough energy. Han Ji opened his mouth to reject Tursky's kindness, because he knew that really good equipment could not be found casually, nor could a small businessman in Tursky have, although he did not seem to be simple.

"Exactly, sir," said Arthur likewise.

"Okay, I'll let the servant prepare the food immediately, two Excellencies, this is your room, I'll ask you tomorrow." Tursky repeatedly agreed.

After Han Ji and Arthur finished dinner in the room, Han Ji asked, "Arthur, what do you think, this mission." ”

"Your Excellency, I think the purpose of these kidnappers is not just for ransom, but there may be other purposes." Arthur replied.

"I feel the same way, I heard that the kidnappers refused the intervention of the ransom broker and asked Tursky to go in person, presumably their target was Tursky." Han Ji synthesized the information that Tursky had said and came to a conclusion.

"Yes, Your Excellency, so let's get ready for battle!" Arthur nodded.

"I hope Tursky's son is still alive and well." Han Ji had some bad premonitions.

The two talked together about the possible battle tomorrow, and then they went to bed separately, and the night passed and the morning came.

"Your Excellency, breakfast is ready, please go outside to eat." Tulsky knocked on the door.

Han Ji and Arthur had already prepared and walked out of the room with their respective weapons and equipment.

Tulsky led the two to the dining room, where food was already ready at the table.

"Mr. Tursky, please prepare feed for our horses too, it is our best companion." Han Ji thought of black charcoal.

"Of course, I've got the best concentrate delivered." Turksky looked prepared.

The dining room of Nuoda was only the three of them, and only occasionally one or two servants would appear to bring something.

After the three of them finished eating, Han Ji went to see how the black charcoal was eating, and Tulsky went to make the best preparations.

When he reappeared, he was already a heavily armed warrior.

Fish-scale armor in the Virgian style, neck guards, shields in the hand, and one-handed axes in the back, as well as two-handed long axes on the back, are all in the style of the Virgian infantry.

"Your Excellency, let's go! The liaison left behind by those scum is not far away. Tursky spoke.

Turksky led the two out of the city, where they waited for the kidnappers in a small forest.

"Hey, did you bring your dinars, five hundred, not one less." The kidnapper's eyes and ears were a lewd man with an abominable face.

"And what do you mean by all of you carrying knives and guns, you don't have any other thoughts, beware of your son's life." The kidnappers pointed to Han Ji's weapons and equipment and said.

"I am concerned about your credibility, I will never be a lamb to the slaughter, if you can keep your promises, it will be fine, if you dare to go back, I will show you the wrath of Tulsky." Tulsky stared at the kidnapper opposite him with a cannibalistic expression, so that the kidnappers did not dare to look him in the eye.

"Alright! Don't have any bad intentions, if you have more than three of you, then you don't want to see your son. Grab your wallet and come with me! "The kidnappers said something that exposed their eyeliner to more than one person.

The kidnappers took the horse out of the grove, turned over and took Han Ji and them to the place of the transaction.

After about two hours of walking in the direction of the mountains east of Omur, we finally reached the flat land at the foot of the Ural Mountains.

The kidnapper took out a bony whistle and put it in his mouth and blew it vigorously, the sound was sharp and long.

Soon after the kidnappers blew the sound, a number of figures appeared in the distance, about thirty of them, some on horseback and some on foot.

After the crowd appeared, Tulsky kept his eyes on the crowd, trying to find out where his son was.

As the crowd approached, Turksky finally spotted his son, "God forbid!" Crewe Jr. is still alive. Tulsky thanked God in his heart, even though he was not a believer before, but at this moment he just wanted to thank God how worried he was that his son was already a corpse.

"Your Excellency, these kidnappers are not simple, you see that all of them are equipped with red iron armor." Arthur and Han Ji have also been looking at the kidnappers opposite.

"Not only that, but their weapons and shields are surprisingly sophisticated." Han Ji also found out something.

Although the kidnappers on the opposite side were a little disorganized, they were basically all made of iron, and even the archer had an axe pinned to his back.

The exact number of the kidnappers on the opposite side was 33, including 8 cavalrymen on horseback, a maximum of 15 archers with longbows, and the rest infantry armed with shields, axes, swords, and short spears, some of whom had throwing bags behind their backs.

"It's a snowy bandit, right?!" Han Ji looked at the kidnappers in front of him and thought of the snow bandits, one of the six great thieves in the mainland.

"That's right, Your Excellency, this is the Snow Bandits, I didn't expect it to be them, they rarely come to Zhivading Province to operate." Arthur also recognized the identity of the kidnapper opposite.

The Snow Bandits are different from ordinary thugs, they are better equipped and organized, and their combat power is even more than that of ordinary Kingdom garrisons.

Tulsky was also surprised, of course he knew about the snow bandits, and even more so knew that they would hardly go to Zhivadin, which was a county in Zhivadin.

"Daddy, Daddy save me! Help me! In the camp of kidnappers opposite, a blonde boy who looked to be twelve or thirteen years old was shouting for help, and he was none other than Tulsky's son, Little Crewe.

"Crewe, Crewe, my son, Daddy will get you home right away!" Tulsky cried out in grief.

"Be quiet, boy! Wait for your dad to pay the money and you can be free? A snowy robber in chained armor knocked Crewe to the ground with his hand, and he sneered viciously at Crewe.

"Stop, you scumbag, what do you want to do to my son! Take away your dirty hands! Tursky shouted loudly, if it weren't for Han Ji and Arthur pulling, he would have almost rushed over.

"Calm down, Mr. Turksky, don't fall into the trap!" Arthur said in a deep voice.