"The old lord is back! The old lord has returned with food! ”

In the early morning, the streets of Wind and Sand City echoed with excited shouts. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Those who were full of hope to send the old city lord out of the city in search of food, as they waited day by day, their hopes became dim, but this shout immediately aroused new hope.

The people live on food!

Since the Free Church of the Church has restricted the transportation of food, Lu Gaoin and the road of Windsand City have been occupied by bandit monsters, and the lives of the residents of Windsand City have deteriorated. Water sources are not scarce because of the abundance of groundwater, but there is no food to produce and the only transportation route is cut off, leaving people with a red light for survival.

Under these circumstances, a doctrine from the Free Church, "Follow the law of liberty, you will receive food," spread throughout the city, touching many of the inhabitants who were struggling to make ends meet.

In particular, when they saw some villagers in the surrounding villages of the city, eating food from the members of the Free Church in black robes, some people were shaken by their faith in the god of the desert and gradually submitted to Amhal, the new city lord who wanted to join the Free Church.

In this regard, the old city lord, who has been guided by the god of the desert for generations and dedicated his body and mind to the god of the desert, immediately gathered like-minded people and proposed to Amhal to oppose the heresy of converting to heresy, and only the god of the desert of Aranok can save the city of wind and sand.

Amhar blackmailed the old city lord to lead his followers of the desert god to leave Stormy Sand City with a team of horses, agreeing to last for twenty days, as long as the food crisis was resolved, then Amhar would hand over the command of the army in Stormy Sandy City, and take the initiative to kill a Free Church congregation, with blood.

Now, the old city lord has really come back and brought back emergency food, how can this not make the whole city of Wind and Sand City excited and boiling?

Almost all the people who heard the news poured into the streets, looking at the old city lord riding a desert wolf camel, greeting the people watching along the street with a happy face, and behind him was a long camel caravan that stretched out of the city.

On the back of each camel was a huge and heavy cloth bag, and in the cloth bag was the grain they had been waiting for for a long time.

"Old City Lord, did you really bring back the grain?"

A middle-aged man with a yellow face and thin muscles stared at the bulging cloth bags, wet his eyes, and shouted loudly with a moving cry.

"If you don't believe me, then you can see for yourself!"

As he spoke, the old lord drove the fierce desert wolf camel to the side, took the reins of a camel by his hand, and untied the cloth bag on its back, revealing the white grain. At the same time, there were many hostages who were rescued by the Qingluan people, and they untied a cloth bag to show the food they brought back to the group.

Following the call of the god of the desert, these inhabitants, who had been so miserable by hunger, did not do the act of robbing the streets, but quietly hid their faces and wept, and their voices were muffled and muffled, filling the entire street.

"The people of Wind and Sand City, have you seen this caravan?"

With pride and pride, the old city lord stretched out his hand and pointed to the camel caravan that stretched to the distance of the city gate, and said impassionedly: "After I left the city of wind and sand, I was attacked by horse bandits, but a sandstorm rescued me and led me to a caravan from the land of Canduras. ”

The old city lord patted the desert wolf camel under him and said with a smile: "Look at this big guy, it was given to me by this caravan!" ”

Everyone stared at the fierce desert wolf camel, this extremely rare mount, even in the wind and sand city, and when the old city lord went out of the city, he did not carry even a desert wolf camel, combined with the previous scene, those residents believed in the old city lord's words.

"And their leader, an alternate member of the Mage Council, is more than happy to solve the plight of Stormsand, this batch of food is only a small part, and more food is coming. Now, all you need to do is take out the Sand City specialties at home and go to the central square to exchange them! ”

"Rest assured, the exchange will be watched by the god of the desert, and you will get as much food as you give!" As soon as the wind changed, the old city lord shouted, "However, due to the limited food, all the residents can only get one day's rations, and the extra things you take out will be recorded, and when tomorrow, the alternate member of the Mage Council arrives with a larger caravan, and will compensate you!" ”

"Good!"

A citizen of Stormy Sand City shouted involuntarily, and then the cheers came one after another, and the joy quickly overshadowed the sadness, and then many residents rushed home, searching for items worth exchanging.

But at this moment, a man in armor with a happy face arrived on horseback, hurriedly dismounted, walked quickly to the old city lord, first glanced at the untied grain bag, then glanced at the camel team from afar, and finally said excitedly to the old city lord: "Teacher, you are really the savior of Wind and Sand City!" ”

This is the current lord of Windblown Sand City, who intends to join Amhal of the Free Church.

Dressed in the white robes common in the desert, the Qingluan people mixed in the camel caravan, looking at Amhal, who was wearing gray armor, hanging a simple knife at his waist, with a plain face and sincere eyes, the gang leader Li Bingtian whispered: "If I hadn't learned about him from the old city lord, I really thought he was an honest knight who abides by the precepts of knights!" ”

"As the saying goes, people can't look good, Li Bodhisattva is kind and kind, or should learn more to behave in the world, it just so happens that the little monk has recently had some understanding, and he can solve his doubts for Li Bodhisattva!"

Monk Hua's words directly attracted Du Xuan's anger: "Solve your sister!" ”

"The benefactor is ...... wrong in this statement"

Monk Hua still wanted to argue, but was directly stopped by Jiang Luan.

"Don't make a fuss! Serious matters! ”

Hearing this, Monk Hua and Du Xuan glanced at each other and shut up.

Jiang Luan shared the information she received in the team's private chat space:

【Amhal】(Grand Knight)

Grade: 69

Position: Lord of Wind and Sand City

Blood volume:???

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Synopsis: Amhal, who inherited the mantle of the old city lord, is the current city lord of Wind and Sand City, but he is unwilling to live under the rules all day long, so he secretly takes refuge in the Free Church.

"It's a very high level!" Wu Liang sighed, "It seems that he should still have two or three strong-level subordinates, if there is a full-scale war, the situation will be very unfavorable for us!" ”

"So I can only expect that the old city lord's subordinates have a powerful helper, Amhal has no army in his hands and has not taken the initiative to the old city, he has no reason not to hide the hole cards that Amkhal is afraid of."

"Let's wait and see what happens!"

Wu Liang said calmly, looking at the current city lord who was destined to be unkind, ready to see what kind of moth he was going to do.

The smile on the old city lord's face was suffocated, but he didn't turn his face in public, and deliberately corrected: "It is the guidance given by the god of the desert that gives the wind and sand city hope so that it will not be stolen by heretics!" ”

The old lord bluntly said that the Free Church was heretical, which can be described as merciless.

I have to say that Amhal is really a powerful hero, who endured until he got the position of the city lord before showing his fangs, and naturally he would not be annoyed and angry by the old city lord's words, but instead ordered his subordinates behind him to escort the grain team to the central square, and arrange corresponding matters for the people to exchange food conveniently.

Immediately, the people who had not yet left immediately became grateful to Amhal and praised him for his dedication to the people.

This time, the old city lord, who had been aggrieved for a long time, was a little unhappy, and just wanted to get angry and expose Amhal's ugly face, but after seeing Wu Liang and the others hidden under the white robe, he just snorted coldly, pulled the reins, and rode away on the desert wolf camel.

"Is that the end of it? This Amhal really won't be such a simple compromise, right? ”

There was no expected fierce conflict, and the gang leader was a little sullen.

"Of course not!" Zhao Huangqi, who wrapped himself tightly, said, "That Ah Hele, just glanced over there three times in a row!" ”

Everyone looked at the street corner where Zhao Huangqi's finger was pointing, and actually saw a young man who had lost his soul running against the crowd, easily breaking through the blockade of the guards and crashing straight into one of the camels carrying grain.

Sting!

The sack was cut and food was spilled all over the ground.

A strange color flashed in the young man's eyes, and he immediately waved the dagger in his hand indiscriminately, and shouted madly: "Give me food, give me food......

This person performed extremely hard, and even deliberately fell to the ground, bruised his nose and swollen face, desperately stuffed the raw grain into his mouth, and repeated the words "give me food" vigorously.

Agmotion ensued, and some of the residents tried to storm the caravan, but Amhal quickly suppressed it with a slightly angry shout, and the scattered food was quickly cleared, and the man who deliberately pretended to be crazy was taken away by the guards. Then a knight who looked like an officer came to Amhal and reported in a loud voice: "Report to the city lord, after investigation, the man has not eaten for several days, and Fang Cai's excesses must be caused by madness. ”

"Hmm!" Amhal nodded calmly and muttered, "Go down!" ”

At last, the lord remounted his horse, glanced at the slowly moving caravan, and turned away.

The Qingluan crowd, who had watched the whole process from beginning to end, looked at Zhao Huangqi, who had a fight with the mummy.

I saw someone Zhao chuckle and said: "Okay, today's drama is over, as for whether it will work out or not, let's see if our old city lord is powerful!" ”