Although the boy was silent on the surface, he no longer paid attention to the reactions of the people around him.

The three men of the Crazy Horse tribe did not seem to get along well with the caravan guards at the trading post, and not only did they have a habit of raising their voices when they spoke, but they barely paused every time they replied to the bearded man. It can be said that as soon as the bearded man finished speaking, the people of the Crazy Horse tribe immediately pushed back, which shows that they almost didn't think and trusted their own intelligence very much.

The two Crazy Horse Tribe warriors who didn't speak raised their chins and looked contemptuously at the merchant family soldiers in the room, almost looking at people with their nostrils, and their disdain was overflowing.

"You want to ambush my mother's team?hah! Do you know who you're talking about? she's the strongest chief in the entire desert, and even in the whole of Atas!" said the boy from the Crazy Horse tribe, his face and the metal rings he was wearing clashed with emotion.

He was actually the son of the chief of the Crazy Horse tribe? Muhati wondered, no wonder he had a nasty face.

"Before your mother defeated the chief of the lizard tribe at the age of sixteen, the chief of the lizard was also considered invincible and invincible, and your mother was just an obscure young girl. The bearded man said unceremoniously, "Now, another sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl has arrived with an army, who can guarantee that she will not be another military genius who has not yet been known to the world?

They actually knew that it was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl who was leading the Scorpion warriors? The young man was surprised that Fatuma was going to lead people to attack the Crazy Horse Tribe, and it was only the news from within the Scorpion Tribe. How much can the mage of Crazy Horse see? If you don't figure this out, then this battle is unwinnable.

"You're horrified by the elves, they may have wiped out two or three halfling tribes, but so what?!" the Crazy Horse tribal boy spitted out a mouthful of thick phlegm, staining the carpet in the room. "The dwarves don't even know how to ride horses, and certainly can't withstand the onslaught of the archers. We're not the same people in the Crazy Horse tribe, one of us can deal with two pointy ears, or three business family soldiers like you. ”

"We have two hundred elite samurai here, plus more than a hundred of yours, who are not at all afraid of any pointy-eared attacks. The boy continued, "If you're so afraid of the elves sneaking up on our reinforcements, then go out and send some scouts to scout, won't you?"

"Can you still contact your tribe's mage now?" asked the bearded man, suppressing his anger, and ordered a soldier to cut off the part of the carpet that had been stained with phlegm, take it out and burn it, and then asked. "I need a definite answer!"

"The mage of the tribe is now staying by the chief's side, providing her with a wise way to break through the barriers of space with his mana and see the movements of enemies in the distance. A samurai who came in with the son of the chief of the Crazy Horse tribe said.

"So you know, our reinforcements can't be ambushed! We've got a mage on the line!" the Crazy Horse kid laughed at the bearded man's suspicion.

"We're only working with you temporarily, not just becoming servants of the Crazy Horse Tribe!" the bearded man pressed the scimitar handle on his right hand. "I'm responsible to my family, and I can't rely solely on you desert savages. I'm going to send scouts to find out how many elves there are, and what they're really doing. ”

"Whatever you want," the Crazy Horse kid continued. "I'll laugh at your cowardly prudence afterwards, don't think I'm not going to spread the word about it. You're just waiting to be called a pointy-ear phobia!"

The bearded man was so angry that he couldn't speak for a while, and watched the people of the Crazy Horse tribe walk out of the house. He ordered his subordinates, "Put this guy in a dungeon as well, and if the scout proves that what he said is true, release him again, or else......"

The soldiers said yes, and then the two soldiers twisted Muhadi's arm behind his back and led him outside the house. This time, no one blindfolded him.

Muhadi felt a lot more relaxed when he heard that the mage of the Crazy Horse tribe was not here. Later, I heard that there were only more than 300 guards in the original trading post, and they were divided into two factions that did not like each other, and I felt that this time the attack of the Scorpion tribe was not completely out of chance.

But having a chance doesn't mean it can be realized, and if you are really locked up here, then you can't take advantage of the best opportunities.

There has to be a way to get out again, Muhathir realized.

The dungeon of the trading post, unlike what the boy had imagined, was not a gloomy house built underground, but a large hole in the ground in a remote corner.

The hole was at least ten feet in diameter, so dark that it could not be seen at the bottom, and Muhadi was willing to bet that it was at least thirty feet deep, and if it were to be locked inside, then I am afraid that the people below would not even see the light except at noon.

One of the soldiers shoved Muhadi with his spear, pushing him to the edge of the pit and noticing the boy's weapon. "This kid has good weapons, I dare say he came from some rich family. ”

"Don't move, this knife is mine!" another soldier interjected, reaching out to confiscate the boy's weapon. "Anyway, I don't think he will live long, so it might as well be mine. ”

There are too many soldiers around, and it is not appropriate to startle the snake now, Muhati calmly thought that he should wait for these soldiers to relax before making a move.

A thick rope tied to the wall was shoved into Muhadi's hands, "Climb down yourself!" the third soldier ordered, "and then we'll put the rope up, if you want to escape, you can try!"

The boy pretended to be obedient and descended down the rope to the bottom of the pit, and as soon as his feet hit the ground, the rope was withdrawn by the soldiers guarding it.

The bottom of the pit was dark and damp, and moss had grown on the walls and floor, and if you took two steps, you would feel that you had stepped on something like a bone, still not completely rotten.

There are also insects at the bottom of this pit, it is estimated that they live on the nutrients of the corpses, although there is no light at all, and they are not clear to "see", but they are not small by the sound, and it seems that they are very fat by the soldiers here.

The young man was engrossed, paying attention to the movements of the soldiers at the top of the pit, and although he could not see, he could feel the thoughts of people. A few of the thoughts lingered on it for a while and then left, leaving only three to keep watch, and soon one of them, whose mind showed signs of weariness and sleepiness, had fallen asleep.

Now is the time, Muhadi summons the spirit crystal servant hidden in his body, and with a thought, it comes out.

The boy looked at the bottom of the pit, bones, garbage, and debris thrown down from it almost covered the ground. He walked around and found a wall with a not-so-smooth surface.

Muhadi concentrated and imagined himself walking on the wall, and at first, it seemed to have no effect at all. But then, as the newly-mastered Level 2 psionic wall walker wielded its might, Muhadi tentatively put one foot on the wall and shifted his weight over.

The psychic energy succeeded, and the boy was now standing on one leg against the wall and one on the ground, gravity seemed to be distorted, and he felt both feet standing solidly.

This illusion will make people feel dizzy in their direction, so Muhati no longer hesitated, extinguished the light of the spirit crystal servant, and immediately took the second step, and walked up to the bottom of the pit little by little.

Of the three soldiers on guard, one was asleep, and the other two were talking in whispers, and none of them noticed that a man had come up from the dark mouth of the pit. Soldiers patrolled the fence farther away, but they didn't pay attention to the changes in the area.

Muhadi quietly walked over to the two soldiers who were talking, and suddenly pressed their heads hard and slammed them together.

"I'm afraid you're wrong. The boy recognized one of them as the person who had just taken his weapon, "I don't think I'm going to die soon, and I don't have the idea of giving it to someone else, I'm sorry." He retrieved his scimitar.

After slicing the sleeping soldier's throat open, the boy used his psionic powers to avoid the other patrolling soldiers, jumped off the wall of the trading post, and disappeared into the desert.

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