The dark clouds in the sky were about to reach the top of the forest farm, and the clouds were surrounded by mist, and showers of rain fell.

The slopes at the foot of the Handanaar Forest Farm are like a carpet of turquoise.

In the distance, an army winds its way through the muddy dirt road for kilometres away, and a team of mules and horses hauling a large amount of baggage is approaching the camp, the third to arrive at the Handanar Forest this week.

Seeing that there were many armored war horses in the team, and the knights on the horses were also dressed like iron cans, holding dwarf chain shields and five-meter-long knight spears in their hands, He Boqiang guessed that it was another heavy armored cavalry regiment, although it was not the main force of the Armored Knights, but the combat power of the heavy armored cavalry was also quite good, and in the case of superior strength, it was one of the few war groups that could confront the demons head-on.

Recently, there has been a constant flow of troops to the vicinity of the forest farm, probably because the news that the demons have built a defensive stronghold on the Moyun Ridge in the Gandar Earl Mountains has made it difficult for the lords of Bena Province to sleep, and it will be a time for so many troops to rush here.

Looking at the camp of the 57th Heavy Infantry Regiment next to three more pompous camps in succession, the temporary market on this side of the hill has nearly doubled in size compared to half a month ago, and the pre-war tension has spread in the market, and people will even walk at a faster pace.

The new caravan a few days ago, after acquiring a large number of red-eyed hyena skins, began to prepare for the next barracks, they will not be held back by the upcoming war here, this group of merchants will not only do the business of a certain army, they are a group of natural travelers.

Early in the morning, the men in the caravan had already begun to pack up their tents in the light rain, and they braved the rain to dismantle the tents, so that they were tied up wet and then tied to their horses.

They camped on the hillside in a good position, and some of the merchants who came later had already taken a good look at the place, and waited for them to take it as soon as they left.

The last two stalls also had some final goods to be processed, and this caravan was mainly engaged in the leather trade, but the stewards of the caravan also brought a lot of other things privately, and often before departure, someone in the caravan would put these private goods out for the final transaction.

Often at this time, some people will have a fluke mentality, run to the stall to pick up the leak, because this caravan is about to leave, so everyone knows that there is no return of the goods purchased, and the quality of the goods bought at this time depends on the eyesight.

The variety of goods on the stalls is very varied, but there are no leather goods, because of the light rain, there are not many people around the stalls.

The guys guarding the stall were already waiting a little impatiently, probably because they were not very willing to do business in the rain, but the supplies on the side of the horse team had not yet been sorted out, and usually this kind of stall would not be closed until the moment before departure, and they shrank behind the stall like a black quail in their rainproof cloaks, and they didn't bother to move.

He Boqiang had a Roman sword hanging on his waist, and came back from the river slowly, after the five stars lit up in his body, he began to feel that his combat skills could not keep up with the improvement of physical fitness, and the basic movements he practiced before were a little out of shape, so he would run to the river every morning to practice, and the red socks gave up being He Boqiang's sparring partner a week ago, and in the past few mornings, Surdak has been practicing fighting skills with He Boqiang.

He Boqiang sometimes behaves like a swift and experienced shield warrior, but his fighting skills only exist in some memory fragments, and he can't be used very coherently intermittently, so he looks like an academic warrior who doesn't know how to fight.

Although Surdak did not attend the 'Junior War College' and did not receive formal training, he had been on the battlefield for nearly four years and had extremely rich combat experience.

Occasionally, the Bakaret swordsman would take the time to watch the battle, and occasionally point out some practical sword skills to the two of them. In the past two days, he has generously taught a set of swordsmanship to the two of them, as a first-turn swordsman, his understanding of swordsmanship is much higher than that of He Boqiang and Surdak, and this set of swordsmanship is called the 'swordsmanship guide' by the Bakalie swordsman.

Many students in the Swordsman Academy like to call it a 'guide', this set of swordsmanship is just an introductory swordsmanship, divided into eight styles, there are no complex fancy movements that move and dodge, but each sword style can be very coherent between the cohesion, after the Bakalie swordsman combined with his own understanding of this swordsmanship, it seems to have opened the door to Surdak and He Boqiang's understanding of swordsmanship.

These days, both of them have made great progress.

Surdak also told He Boqiang very excitedly yesterday that he felt that he had made a breakthrough recently, so he went to the logistics department to test his warrior level, and he was actually promoted to a seventh-level warrior.

Walking into the market, He Boqiang was wearing a light leather armor that had been wet from the rain, and he was about to return to the tent to take off the leather armor and dry it well.

Seeing that the caravan was preparing to set off in the drizzle, He Boqiang also sighed in the letter, fortunately, this caravan rushed over to buy a large number of red-eyed hyena skins, otherwise these skins are rotten here, and I don't know how long they will be unsalable, and the erosive leather market directly leads to the desire of the soldiers of the 57th Regiment to hunt red-eyed hyenas in the mountains. Hope has decreased a lot.

At this time, he also saw two stalls placed in the rain, the goods on them were soaked in the rain, some weapons were held in oilcloths, and some worn-out scrolls, blank parchment, copper plates, military copper kettles, candlesticks, etc., but these goods looked like they had been used, and they were likely ownerless relics, no matter how cheap this kind of thing was, the soldiers in the barracks would definitely not buy it.

Only some bargain-loving businessmen and poor guys will buy these second-hand goods.

He Boqiang, under the influence of Surdak, was not interested in these things, but when he passed by, he found that there were still black briquettes the size of walnuts piled up on the stall, so he stopped in a hurry, took three steps back, and returned to the front of this stall.

Sure enough, I saw more than 30 magic cores on the stall, it seems that these magic cores have been selected many times, and the rest are dry and shriveled, or there are big defects on them, and they are placed on the carpet like donkey dung eggs, and they look even more miserable after being wet by the rain.

There are many merchants in this market who are in the business of buying magic cores, of course, many stalls also sell magic cores, this kind of magic cores that do not open magic crystals are also divided into several levels, such as the small magic cores produced by this first-class magic beast, the purchase price in the market, the value of a magic core is about fifty silver coins, generally this kind of purchase price is not picky, and all are collected according to the order.

But the price of this kind of magic core sold at the stall in the market is much higher, and there are also a few magic cores in poor quality on the stall of the curly-haired boy Gabi, and the reserve price of the merchant Lajin to the curly-haired boy is sixty silver, of course, these magic cores can be picked, and the buyer buys them back to gamble on luck.

After He Boqiang came back from the indigenous tribe, he had never touched the magic core, and when he saw some magic cores on the stall, his mind moved slightly, and he reached out and touched a crumpled magic core from the stall.

The caravan guys squatting behind the stall saw that someone was interested in these almost unattended magic cores, and looked at He Boqiang seriously before asking, "What can I do for you, are you interested in these magic cores?" ”

He Boqiang nodded slightly, but the magic core in his hand didn't react at all, so he put down this magic core and picked up the other one.

"These magic cores are all obtained from the swamp giant crocodile by the Kempato River, don't look at them inconspicuous, although they are all left after being selected, but at least they are all left by second-level demonic beasts, these demonic cores are more or less flawed, but the price is higher than the price of the first-level demonic beasts, eighty silver hammers a piece, can you accept this price?"

probably felt that He Boqiang was not a big financier, and the stall owner was not interested in entanglement with He Boqiang, so he directly said the price......