If a weak person wants to survive in troubled times, he can only use his brains more. The kobold who fled from the neighborhood provided a survival plan, all of which were summarized into a routine, which the princess could use, and of course the quilt brave would.

When he went out, he was a little high-profile, it was to appease the people, and he was about to go out to look for the princess, but after the carriage had only moved forward for a moment, the quilt brave had quietly jumped out of the car and fled. There was originally a kobold corpse hidden in the car, and when he jumped out of the car, he straightened it up, maintained a driving position, and disguised himself as himself.

The carriage continued to move on, and since the horses could recognize their own directions, they did not need to drive much, and they did not gradually stop until the horses were tired. The hole at the bottom of the carriage is specially used for jumping out of the car, especially in the lush grass, and some grass camouflage is installed on the back, which is basically enough to do it without knowing it.

The corpse was briefly disposed of, and its head was cut off, but at the same time there was a curtain hanging down to obscure it, and it was impossible to tell that it was a headless man driving without looking closely. With Kevin's magic sword next to him, people mistakenly think that this is the quilt brave. And the reason why there is no head can be explained by being hit by a cold knife light on the side of the road, and although the head flies, he still drives.

Although this explanation is easy to decipher, the main thing that the Quilt Warrior needs is time, and when the hostile forces all spend time on a corpse, then he will naturally be safer. It's just that I didn't expect the Imperial people to be so rude, and under a breath of dragon's breath, the carriage became ashes, but fortunately, at least they were not ready to chase and kill the quilt brave. As long as you don't get hijacked by robbers along the way, you're safe.

Over the two mountains, take the same route as the princess, there are some traces left by the princess along the way, so that the quilt brave can feel a little at ease. However, he also had the same problems as the princess, he could not walk to the capital on foot, and he had to hire a carriage.

It's still the main city in the middle of the country, because everyone uses the same routine, so they all fancy similar people. The quilt warrior also came to a seemingly remote corner to look for the lonely carriage, and this time the coachman still had something bandaged on his head, and seemed to be injured, which should be less dangerous.

"Is this carriage pulling people?" asked the brave quilt as he stepped forward.

The coachman glanced down at him, and saw that it was a man with a sword on his back, and immediately showed no interest: "Don't pull, you look for someone else." ”

"If you don't pull the cart, what are you doing here?" the quilt warrior couldn't help but ask, he hadn't even said the location.

"your. The coachman scolded.

The quilt brave had no choice but to find something else. The other coachmen were polite, and when asked where to go, the quilt brave replied, "Go to the southern town." ”

But as soon as these words came out, he was immediately heard by the original coachman, and he jumped out of the car: "A small city in the south?"

The quilt brave looked back in surprise: "What's wrong?"

"We haven't had a lot of people going to that kind of place for months, but a guy was going there the other day and he robbed my car and hit me in the head. The coachman walked in slowly, his eyes unkind.

"What does that mean?" the quilt warrior was secretly on guard.

"Do you know the person a few days ago?" asked the coachman coldly, while the other coachmen around him got out of the car one after another, and before they knew it, they had surrounded the quilt brave.

"Who are you talking about?" the quilt warrior was nervous, his eyes looking around for a breakthrough.

"A woman ......," the driver casually described, "and she eventually robbed my car and robbed me of my sword." ”

"I don't know, I don't know who you're talking about?" The quilt warrior had already heard that this was the princess, but he didn't dare to admit it at this time.

The coachmen looked at each other and whispered for a moment, and then the coachman with the wounded head spoke: "Then let me ask you, what are you doing in the southern town?"

"I ...... Sword sellers. The quilt brave couldn't find a suitable reason for a while, so he made up one casually.

The other party showed a sneer, and there was another whisper, and the coachmen actually dispersed. The driver with the head injury beckoned: "Forget it, it seems that I misunderstood you just now, I'll take you." ”

The quilt brave man was surprised, looking left and right and still hesitating.

"Don't look at it, the carriage here is the same for everyone, if you're really afraid of danger, you might as well walk over by yourself. The coachman sneered.

The quilt warrior no longer hesitated, stepped on the opponent's carriage, and as soon as the whip sounded, the carriage had already gone away. But this time it was different, the carriage had only left for a moment, and all the coachmen turned around and chased in that direction.

In the car, the quilt warrior put the sword on his back and pressed the hilt of the sword without saying a word. The coachman looked back at him from time to time and asked, "Is this sword very valuable?"

"This sword is priceless. The quilt brave replied.

"Can a priceless treasure be said so casually?" the coachman laughed.

"That's because it's just priceless to me, and to everyone else, it's just an ordinary sword. The quilt brave replied.

"Hmph," the coachman dismissed, "are you also a man who does great things?"

"Sort of. The quilt brave replied.

"What's the big deal?"

The quilt warrior was silent.

"Don't dare to say anything big, it seems that you are a little worse than the woman a few days ago," the coachman sneered, "Is it the so-called putting kobolds and imperial people on an equal footing?"

Seeing that it was pointless to go around in circles again, the quilt warrior immediately took a deep breath: "I'm sorry, borrow your carriage." With that, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed.

"You two lines are really similar!" the coachman had already anticipated, and pulled out a short knife from his bosom to rush first. The space in the carriage was cramped, and the sword of the Quilt Brave was too long to be wielded, and the coachman obviously saw through this and wanted to fight him hand-to-hand. And the carriage is swaying, it is difficult to stand on a stable footing, and the driver is more skilled in driving all year round.

The brave quilt immediately raised his sword to meet the attack, and the long sword was crossed up and down, although the place was too small to fight back, but only the defense was also very skillful. The two sides fought fiercely in the carriage, and sparks flew everywhere. The coachman slashed dozens of times like a storm, but the other party was still calm and calm, seeing the moves, but the coachman himself had exhausted all his tricks.

When all the tricks are exhausted and you still can't hurt the enemy, then you can only repeat the tricks, slowly grind and slowly consume. However, here the coachman has the advantage of terrain and weapons, but he still does not have an advantage in battle, and he already knows in his heart that the strength of the opponent may be above his own. But he was not nervous, the speed of the carriage was getting slower and slower, and his men were following behind, and they only needed to hold him for a moment, and then they would be defeated if they swarmed up.

At this time, the quilt brave man will not think too much, the other party's strength may not be as good as his own, and he can also see it. But in the actual combat process, no one can guarantee that no one will have a special killer move, and not using it at this time does not mean that it will never be used. The best way is not to wait for him to use it before cracking it, but to simply let him not have a chance to use it.

In order to allow the opponent to slack off a little, the quilt warrior began to gradually reduce the strength of the block, creating an illusion of insufficient strength. In this way, the opponent mistakenly thinks that he can win by repeating only a few more rounds, and avoids the opponent's new tricks as much as possible. At the same time, observe the opponent carefully, the low-level warrior does not have any excellent sword skills, just a few clicks, although the speed is fast, but once it enters the repetition, it can be predicted.

The coachman heard that the carriage behind him was approaching, and the opponent's block became more and more weak, and his heart couldn't help but start to be proud, but at this moment, the other party suddenly threw away the long sword! The coachman was startled and didn't have time to react, and his hand still slashed over according to inertia, and he saw the quilt brave man stretching forward with both hands and suddenly grabbed his wrist holding the knife.

The coachman only felt a tightness in his wrist, and was immediately twisted, and his left hand hurriedly tried to help, but the other party had already attacked the face with an elbow. Bang, the coachman only felt that his eyes were dark, his nose was sore, his head was blank, and when he came back to his senses, he had been pressed under the other party, and he couldn't move!

"You, what do you want to do?" the coachman began to panic at this point.

The quilt warrior did not answer, at this time the carriage had stopped, and dozens of carriages had been surrounded by dozens of carriages at some point, and they had already been surrounded, and this matter seemed to be a little difficult to handle today.

"Are these all your people?" asked the Quilt Brave.

"Of course," replied Mrs. Che, "you don't expect to take me hostage, I'm just an insignificant little man, and they won't take me seriously at all." But if you kill me, don't say that my men won't let you go, not even the Empire. I advise you that the best way is to surrender directly, see that you are good, join us. Our team lacks a strong player like you. ”

The quilt brave wanted to laugh, but finally sighed: "If I don't want to do big things, it's not impossible to consider joining you." ”

The coachman was stunned, and always felt that this was very familiar.

"Command your people, get out of the way immediately, or I'll kill you!" The quilt warrior's face turned cold, and he put the knife across the opponent's neck.

But the coachman was unmoved: "Do you think that this time I only informed our accomplices? Last time my car was hijacked, not only we attached great importance to it, but also the Imperials, this time my companions have already informed the Imperials to come, and they will arrive soon, do you think you can escape?"

"Imperial?" The quilt warrior was subconsciously startled.

He was so startled that his hand couldn't help but shake, and at this time the knife was across the coachman's neck, which scared the coachman a lot: "Big brother...... Please, hold the knife steady, okay?"

As he spoke, the voice of his companion was already heard outside: "Oh, the Imperials are here. ”

The quilt warrior calmed down at this time, and the Terran saw that the kobold man was blind in face, and he changed his outfit again, and he might not recognize who he was. But even as an ordinary kobold, it is more troublesome to offend someone who should not be offended at this time.

There was a noisy sound of carriage moving outside, as if to make way for people, and then everyone fell silent, and the footsteps of a man were heard, from far and near. The quilt warrior couldn't help but tense up with the footsteps, as if his heartbeat was synchronized with it. Suddenly, the footsteps disappeared, and the quilt brave listened attentively, and unconsciously felt more and more dizzy.

Suddenly, the footsteps sounded again, and the quilt brave suddenly woke up, and his heart beat wildly involuntarily. The moment the footsteps stopped, his heartbeat actually stopped, and his head became more and more dizzy, obviously caused by insufficient blood supply. If the other party's footsteps disappeared for a moment just now, wouldn't he have suffered a cardiac arrest directly and be killed directly by the footsteps?

What kind of strength is this? Who is the person, and why do you want to let yourself go?

"Big brother......" The coachman's nervous mood at this time was the same as his, "Your knife must be held steady, okay?"

The Quilt Warrior ignored it, but looked at the man in front of him, who was dark-skinned and dressed as a bard, and although he was obviously from the Empire, he did not seem to be an official person.

"Imperial Dad, come and save me!" the coachman immediately copied his fluent imperial Chinese for help.

The Imperial Man nodded, and said to the quilt brave: "Let people go." The tone was soothing, just like everyday small talk.

The quilt brave man does not know imperial Chinese, but for some reason, he understands this sentence. Knowing his strength and position, he had no choice, so he let go immediately. The coachman rolled over, rolled out of the car, and then climbed to the feet of the Imperial people: "Thank you Imperial Dad for saving me!"

The Imperial Man only nodded slightly: "I am Barak, the bard of the Empire, although I am not an official figure, but I can manage some things." I think your skills are a bit like the fighting skills of the country, I don't know where you learned it?"

The quilt brave was surprised, not only because he inexplicably understood all the imperial Chinese, but also because he actually saw his own technical techniques.

The ability of the quilt brave man was taught by Xiao Jiu Xiaozi and others in the field, and he demonstrated the swordsmanship of the country on the side of the unknown side, mainly to clear up the relationship with Lou Baole country, so he chose swordsmanship from other countries, and then the crow sometimes pointed him out, and he himself studied hard, but after all, the learning time is still short, and there is a difference in the size of the kobold and the human race, and many techniques seem nondescript.

However, even so, the other party still sees through it at a glance, but this may be another opportunity, if you can take advantage of the situation to admit the subordinates of the country, then ......

It's just that the quilt brave man had a difficulty when he wanted to answer, he didn't know imperial Chinese, so he had to speak Lou Pauler Chinese: "Yes, I have learned." ”

Barak nodded and replied, "Oh, I see, then you're McGee's man?"

"Yes. The quilt warrior nodded, surprised in his heart, who is "McGee"?

"Then this is a misunderstanding, our empire and the country have always been allies," Barak replied, "anyway, no one is hurt, so don't be angry for this little thing." ”

"That's so much appreciated. The quilt brave man was overjoyed for a moment.

At this time, the coachman who was still on the ground was at a loss, he could understand the imperial Chinese, but he could not understand the Lou Baole Chinese of the quilt brave, but the two of them could answer each other fluently. Did you learn the fake imperial Chinese?

"Hey," Barak turned to look at the driver on the ground, "I hear you, let them go." ”

Of course, the coachman did not dare to object, and hurriedly changed the dog's head to greet everyone to leave. But at this time, the quilt brave man was still standing on the car, and he had no intention of getting down, and the coachman stared dryly for a moment, as if the imperial people did not mean to give himself a head, so he simply did not dare to ask for the car, and he hurried away with another car.

The brave man of the quilt sighed, jumped out of the car and saluted Barak: "Thank you to the friends of the empire for helping to relieve the siege." ”

"Imperial friends?" Barak smiled.

The quilt brave was shocked, knowing that there was a problem with the title, but it was too late to change it at this time, and he was embarrassed in place for a while.

"Don't tell anyone what I'm helping with today. Barak spoke.

"Yes. The quilt brave nodded.

"Even your king, and your princess, don't say anything if asked, understand?" added Barak.

"Good. The quilt brave didn't think much about it, and agreed.

"By the way, what's your name?" asked Barak casually.

"Uh...... My name is very long, "the quilt brave sweats," just, just, just call me ...... Sword sellers. ”

"Oh," Barak didn't seem to suspect, "but how could this misunderstanding happen today?

The brave man of the "......" quilt didn't know how to answer.

"It can't be dropped, right?" Barak sighed, "Kobolds are just unreliable, this thing is for you, remember not to drop it." As he spoke, he took out a document from his bosom.

I don't know what the quilt brave is, but in short, it won't be wrong.

"Any more questions?" asked Barakdo.

The quilt brave hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "Your strength is so strong, the footsteps just now are in tune with my heartbeat, I ...... Almost went into cardiac arrest. I wonder what kind of magic this is?"

Barak laughed, "I think you're having a heart attack and auditory hallucinations, right?"

Barak: "......"