In the desert, the trading post was an important commercial node and a place for travelers to settle down, and it was often a center of regional trade, as well as a meeting point for post stations and intelligence. Tribes in the desert would sometimes go to the trading posts to sell all kinds of furs, bones and insect shells for weapons, and captured slaves, which generally made more money than selling them to traders who docked at the tribe.

Caravans and travelers also stop at the trading post, where they can replenish their food and water, or have some fun and relax. Since there are always all kinds of people coming and going, the gossip in the trading post spreads so fast that adventurers often come to this place in search of a new journey.

Due to security concerns, trading posts are often built to be as strong as small forts. Most of them choose to build in the sand where the rocks are exposed, and tall walls and watchtowers are built out of earth and expensive sticks. Smaller trading posts may have only one watchtower and a dozen rooms, while larger ones can even hold nearly a thousand people.

As the boy approached the trading post in the sand, it was already completely dark, and it was estimated that it was already late at night. The large wooden door of the trading post had been pulled up and shut, and some guards with torches patrolled back and forth around the wall.

This is not a good sign, unless there are desert monsters nearby, and the trading post is generally not martial law at night. Some caravans like to travel at night, and they are also the main guests of the trading post.

This unusual behavior shows that not only the headquarters of the Crazy Horse tribe has received the news that the Scorpion tribe is going to attack, but even the people in this trading post have become vigilant.

Muhadi thought about it for a moment and decided to think of a way to sneak into the trading post and find out what was going on before making a decision.

The boy took his blood-stained turban, straightened himself a little, and walked slowly towards the gate of the trading post.

It seemed that the soldiers patrolling the wall were slack, and Muhadi walked less than ten feet away from the gate before they noticed a figure outside the wall.

"Who!?" a soldier shouted in a childish voice.

The soldiers of the merchant family, Muhadi made a judgment in his heart, and sure enough, they were all a rabble, no wonder the officers in the city of Tyre often boasted that they could beat twenty merchant family guards at once.

"My name is Hassan, and I am a traveler! I walk from city state to city-state in search of the true meaning of life!" Muhadi lied without blushing, "and I walked out of this trading post just before the sun set. But I met a fierce army in the desert, so I had to turn back!"

"You went out here during the day?" the soldier's voice sounded confused, "I don't know you, but the night is too dark for me to see clearly." ”

There was suspicion in the soldier's tone, and he shouted another name, and another soldier ran to the wall.

"Do you recognize this man?" the first soldier whispered to his new companion, and though he was cautious, the Psychic Warlock could tell what he was saying by the shape of his mouth.

"I don't know, there are so many people here, how can I know them all?" replied the new soldier impatiently, "maybe it's with some caravan, or with the wild people, maybe not, how can I tell the difference." ”

"Then ...... we," the first soldier asked again.

"Get him away, I don't want to bother the boss at this time. The second soldier said, "If he doesn't go, shoot him with an arrow and scare him away." At such a close distance, shooting such a madman is as easy as shooting a bug. ”

"It's never easy for me to shoot dead bugs," said the first soldier in a childish voice, "and they're so cunning and fast that I've never been able to ...... them."

"I can't stand you anymore. The second soldier had no choice but to untie his bow from his back and prepare to shoot.

The conversation between the two, Muhadi saw it clearly below, but he still pretended to know nothing. When the second soldier took aim with his bow, he showed a surprised expression and hurriedly shouted:

"I have something important to report! You won't believe what I saw on the road! I have a large army, and they look like they're going to attack here, so I fled!"

He said a large army...... "The two soldiers began to talk to each other again."

"The people of the Scorpio tribe have known for a long time. Leave him alone and drive him away. ”

Muhadi felt the change in the mood of the two soldiers with his psionic energy, and he felt that the second soldier seemed to be very tired, unwilling to do much work, and wanted to rest quickly. But the first soldier hesitated, and he seemed to be vacillating whether to let the men into the trading post.

"I'm sure your boss will want to hear what I'm talking about!" the young man continued to add, even using a little skill to influence the other party's judgment. "I know the size of that army, and the banner! I know many, many useful news!"

Now the first soldier decided, "I'm going to report to the higher-ups!" The leader should want to hear some definite information, not rely on some rumors from those wild people to make a decision!"

Soon, a dozen more guards guarding the trading post gathered at the gate, and they did not want to lower it, so they threw a thick hemp rope down and told Muhadi to climb up on his own.

The young man obeyed the order, pretending to be clumsy, and climbed along the rope to the wall more than twenty feet high. As soon as his feet stepped on the ground, one of the guards gave him a hard blow to the back of the head from behind, and then another guard blindfolded him with a black cloth.

Muhati made a note of his displeasure, and then staggered to be pushed around by the guards.

The soldiers thought that the boy would be blindfolded, but they didn't expect that as a psychic warlock, he could use other senses to generate vision.

The trading post looked like it was not small, and the clearing in the wall was filled with camels, grey-scaled birds, and large shell beetles. All kinds of bundled goods were messed up and piled up on the ground. Some merchants lit bonfires and sat in a circle to talk. Many of the Buraku people also stayed in the trading post, and they seemed to be eager to try something.

The structure of the trading post is simple, except for the open space in the center, there is only a ring of earthen huts around it, and four watchtowers made of wood and earth blocks are scattered around the four corners.

The guards dragged the boy off the fence and took him to a house with an awning on the outer wall.

The walls of the room were covered with weapons and tapestry, and a bearded man sat cross-legged on the carpet in the room, bending down to look at a map in front of him.

As soon as the soldiers brought Muhadi into the house, they reached out and tore off the black cloth that covered his eyes. The bearded man in the room immediately rolled up the map in front of him with his hands and feet, and asked the guards in an unhappy voice. "Are you blind? Don't you see me looking at the map? How can you bring an outsider in at this time and undo his blindfold without saying hello?!"

The soldiers escorting Muhadi suddenly became dumbfounded, did not know how to answer, and did not come up with a coherent word for a long time.

The bearded man was angry, "Ordinary garbage rice cans, no wonder they can't raise their heads because they are pressed by those wild people." Say, "What's the matter with bringing this man up?"

Seeing that the commander didn't seem to want to hold himself accountable for his dereliction of duty, the soldiers spoke together and explained in a rambling voice, "He said that he went out here in the afternoon, and he ran into the army of the Scorpion tribe......!

Muhati actually only said that he had encountered a large army, and did not mention the matter of Scorpio. And these soldiers are so sure that they are Scorpio's people, which further confirms his judgment that the intelligence has been leaked.

“...... We thought he might be able to provide some useful information, so we brought him in. The wild man said that the elves of the Scorpio were coming, but they refused to give any evidence or details, maybe he could let us know more. The soldiers explained in a panic as they poked Muhadi with the handle of their scimitars.

"Rubbish!" the bearded man finally became angry and began to shout, "I remember all the people who went out before the afternoon retreat, where did such a kid come from?!

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