The wind blows through the streams and forests where the flowers and birds sing, and the dead yellow weeds on the steep mountain walls, and the surging air flows freely on the rugged surface of the atmosphere. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

From the Flying Eagle Castle in the wasteland to Nogo, to Lazis in the south, the mountains that run through the northern lands of the kingdom suddenly appear in this place, a steep mountain range, and here, it is only a relatively gentle hill.

In the game of Discord, where Glo experiences a tax collection checkpoint set up by the noble lord of Nogo, he is now in ruins due to the effects of the Sixth Eta War.

After the war, the local aristocracy also tried to send soldiers and craftsmen to restore it, but the ensuing rebellion put this plan to naught. The place was never sustained again, and it was completely dilapidated.

The Northland has been in a chaotic situation for a long time, bringing not only withering and a shortage of all kinds of materials, but also rare business opportunities. From the far-away wilderness tribes of the northwest into Nogo to the ice-free port of Afron on the east coast, the road on which the ruins of this level is located is a necessary passage.

Merchants are afraid of no profit or too little profit, just as a farmer is born afraid of the whip of a noble lord, and once there is enough temptation, the merchant becomes bold and even dares to take risks.

The furs and medicinal materials purchased cheaply from the barbarian tribes were transported all the way to the ice-free port of Afron, where they could be sold for a pretty good price. Later, when you leave Afron, you can return with some dried fish and salt, and if you are lucky, you may encounter a large ship from an overseas land, and you may have a chance to buy some pearl coral and other things that the nobility liked.

Compared with peacetime, the current difficulty in transshipment of materials has made this trade route more profitable.

Merchants flocked to this "river" like fish smelling living water.

And Glo is one of the "fishermen".

Glo stood on the hill, the scene in his sight still unchanged, as if he had become accustomed to it, and he stood there so quietly and in a fixed posture, like a statue.

It wasn't until a series of hurried footsteps sounded behind him that the "statue" finally moved.

Glo turned around and ran to him to see a young man with naturally curly brown hair, panting heavily, and every pimple on his oily face shone with excitement.

"Glo, the lamb has appeared."

It was his fellow bandits, Oliver, who had grown up with his body since childhood.

Glo responded with a low "um", and then reached out and made a lookout gesture above his eyebrows—a tiny black shadow appeared on the other side of the horizon.

Then, as these shadows moved, Glo saw more clearly—

Tasya!

In this world, there are no computers, no mobile phones, and no three-year mock five-year college entrance exams, and Glo's eyesight is very good, he sees the carriage, and he sees the figure next to the carriage - unlike the Elants, the characteristic scarlet hair color of the Tassia makes him judge.

Tasya?

As the subjects of the border territory of the kingdom, after the cruel Sixth Etasia War, although the Nogo people hated the Tasyas, but they also somewhat understood the fierceness of the Tasyas, if the Elant, who admired poetry and etiquette, was compared to the delicate and weak aristocratic prostitutes, then the Tassia people were like those sloppy veterans in the border posts, vulgar, but powerful.

The profession of bandits itself has both risks and benefits, and the target of the arrival is the fierce Tasya, in line with the principle of "be careful to sail the ship for ten thousand years", after greeting the bandit group companions lurking in the woods, Glomo opened the "surrounding character state" -

In the unique field of vision, which only Glo himself can see, a radar map appears, and several colored dots suddenly appear, the direction of movement of the dots indicates that the target is approaching, and the color of the dots can roughly reflect the level difference between the opponent and himself. If the level is low, the opponent's "dots" are shown in green; the one with a similar level is yellow; If the level is within three levels higher than oneself, orange will be displayed...... The higher the level, the redder the color will be, and when the strength gap reaches a certain point, black will be displayed.

The color of the "dots" is almost green, with one exception, a yellow "dot".

Glo chuckled softly, such an opponent was not a hard stubble - as a well-known "wolf" among the many bandits in the Northland, Glo had already successfully assumed the combat class "Ranger", and had 10 ranks. Although in the past "strife", this was only a novice level, but at the end of the midsummer of 553, there was still nearly half a year before the first version of the game "Crimson Sativa" opened, and the power system of the Arlandia continent was not widely spread among civilians, and the attribute advantage brought by 10 combat class levels was enough for him to crush most of the people he could meet in Nogo.

What's more, he was once a top PVP player in the virtual reality game "Strife", and he was well versed in the combat skills and awareness summarized by the players.

Of course, the persimmon found a soft pinch and spit out the grass stalks, and Glo paid attention and got up and walked down the hill.

The breeze ruffled the hair on Glo's forehead, and he took a deep breath as Glo stepped onto the pony of Norgo, a specialty of the Northland, and with a wave of his arm, he killed him first.

He was followed by the members of the bandits, who were obviously accustomed to this kind of behavior of Glo, and they all got on their horses and slaughtered down without saying a word.

In the silence of the mountains and forests, the movement of the charge was not too small, and the caravan of the Tasias soon realized that the merchants who dared to walk on this dangerous trade route were not unarmed and ineffective.

The procession of the caravan soon came to a halt in a narrow mountain road, and under the command of a leader-like man, the heavily armed caravan guards lined up in several horizontal rows with scimitars at the front of the procession.

Glo narrowed his eyes, crouched over the bumpy horse, raised his horned bow, drew the feathered arrow from the quiver, and pulled the bowstring, a series of movements standard and smooth.

The bowstring of the horned bow "boomed", and the arrows shot out.

"Poof!"

The arrow pierced through the leather armor and into his chest, sending a puddle of blood with him, and one of the Tasia guards rolled to the ground, wailing in pain.

There are not many times when you start fighting directly without saying a word like this, Glo is a very conscientious bandit most of the time, only seeking money and not killing people, collecting some tolls and stopping it, if it is not a last resort, rarely do it. Nogo's name as a "wolf" is enough to frighten some of the caravans that often walk this mountain trail.

However, this time it's the Tasyas, huh? Conscience? - Does it take a conscience to treat the Tasyas? Imagine what these miscellaneous people have done in Nogo, and judge their sins with blood is the best way to deal with them.

Glo was expressionless and shouted: "Release the arrow!" ”

After a loud "collapse", there was a sound of brushing, and more than a dozen feather arrows had been shot.

Feathered arrows flew like a swarm of leeches towards the caravan's guards.

After Glo finished shooting an arrow, he did not hesitate to draw his bow again and shoot another round.

The sound of the bowstring pulling sounded one after another, and the uninterrupted arrows were so precise that they were outrageously accurate, and one by one the Tasya guards lay down and fell to the ground without any suspense.

The entire caravan was in disarray, and a middle-aged man who looked like a leader stepped forward, brandishing his scimitar with anger on his face and pointing at Glo, his mouth emitting a burst of awkward accents.

"Bandit leader on the other side, duel!" (Tasya)