For this native, walled city of tens of thousands, the weapons brought by Surdak were far from meeting the needs of all the indigenous warriors.

But the seventeen great leaders found almost all the remaining magic crystals in the walled city, and even some of the black magic crystals that belonged to the demon warriors, and waited until the big leaders distributed a delicate knight's sword to the indigenous warriors under him, and these weapons made the eyes of all the indigenous warriors in the walled city hot.

No way, when the wolf has more meat and less meat, it is often the head wolf and the strong male wolf that can eat the meat.

The weapons distributed this time, the big leaders also gave weapons to some more powerful indigenous warriors.

The knights' swords that Surdak bought were unenchanted, but they had delicate Damascus patterns on their blades, and the blades were smeared with a layer of rust-resistant grease, and each knight's longsword had a matchbox-sized whetstone on the hilt.

The front of the hut was crowded with the native warriors of the Seventh Band, and the Grand Leader of Rez stood in the doorway, shouting his name to the crowd.

The native warriors whose names were shouted all walked out of the crowd with a proud face, they were all the strongest hunters of the seventh team, whether it was hunting in the wild or dealing with the evil spirits on the Moyun Mountains to the south, they all showed great bravery.

When the leader of Rez sent out a long sword, these native warriors all showed envious eyes.

Gioza blended into the crowd, looking at those who had been given weapons, with the same envious look on their faces as the other native warriors.

He was relatively young, he had just joined the seventh team and had not been able to perform well in the seventh team, so he didn't even get a spear this time.

Squatting under the shade of the tree, he watched as Algernon next door received a sharp spear with the tip of a spear, and at this time he happily took apart the bone spear in his hand, and put the tip of the stainless steel spear on the ironwood hilt, and made a new spear, the sharp edge of which glittered in the sun.

Soon the Grand Chief of Rez finished his name and waited quietly until the end, and Gioza could not hear his name.

Although he had been prepared for this, but seeing so many weapons shining with cold light, it was inevitable that there would be some loss in his heart, in fact, he still had some contributions this time, that is, when the Great Leader of Rez collected spars from his native warriors, Gioza took out three magic crystals.

And the reason why he has the magic crystal is actually that he feels that the piercing is a bit troublesome, he can't borrow a small file and a change cone at all, so he can only tie a dead knot with twine and tie it to the spar and tie it to his braid.

Unfortunately, the three hedrons he contributed could not be exchanged for any of the weapons, and the Grand Leader of Reze finally took out a string of pierced hedron bracelets as compensation.

If it had been a day ago, Gioza would have felt that he had taken advantage.

But now, who doesn't know that a spar is worth only if it is not pierced, he put the bracelet on his wrist with some reluctance, and complained to Algernon, who was squatting beside him:

"The leader should have finished issuing weapons, I thought that with my archery skills, I could divide an alloy bow!"

Algernon, who was squatting next to him, looked at the spear in his hand with a smile, not noticing that the good brothers around him were a little depressed, and just said casually: "No way, there are so many weapons to get back, there will always be people who can't get ......"

Gioza frowned, then his eyes lit up as he said to his friend, "I heard that the Imperial merchant is still in the walled city. ”

"yes, it's the lunch I brought them, they're all weird, it's the first time I've seen someone who likes nuts." Algernon complained, and then complained to his friends about the two Imperials.

The empty eyes were like looking at a squirrel in a tree.

"So you know where they live?" Gioza asked with some curiosity.

Algernon said casually, "I live in the wooden house on the second floor of the golden oak tree next to the residence of the great patriarch. ”

Algernon blinked his brown eyes and grinned.

At dusk, the two of them were chatting under a large tree opposite the treehouse of the Grand Leader of Rez, and many of the other indigenous warriors were standing nearby.

Two of the native warriors were even picking up the knight's sword and practicing their swordsmanship in the glade.

It didn't take long for Gioza to stand up and reach out and pat her ass. With the dust on his thighs, he walked briskly towards his home.

His home was under a tree behind the hut of the Grand Chief of Rez.

Almost all the members of their seventh team lived in this neighborhood, and there were about twenty large trees in the vicinity, which were not separated by the streets, and each tree had seventy or eighty natives living in the wooden huts, and almost every household lived in a wooden hut like a pigeon's coop.

Sitting at the door of the hut, she saw him hurrying into the house, and craned her neck to ask him if he had eaten dinner.

The walled city is a bit more complicated, and many times the young indigenous warriors will eat some meat with the hunting group, and occasionally grill some game outside.

Gioza got into his own pigeon cage and silently plucked the blackhorns hanging on the wall, this antler had been sitting here for many years, this was not what he had hunted, in fact, Gioza had dreamed of hunting an adult blackhorn elk for several years, as a way to prove that he was one of the top hunters in the walled city, but this dream has not been realized to this day.

This black horn was left behind by his father, and this kind of magical beast material is common in the walled city.

He thought about it, and finally gritted his teeth and took the black horn off, and carried the black horn that flashed with electric arcs out of the pigeon cage wooden house.

……

Surdak looked at the sky, ready to leave Patriarch Logan later.

It's been three days since I arrived in the walled city, and the first batch of weapons has been successfully sold.

Although he indicated that he could accept Warcraft materials and magic herbs in exchange for weapons, Grand Patriarch Logan did not say anything.

Surdak's idea of coming here is also very simple, that is, to make the natives here, at least able to resist the demon legion, and preferably to put a little pressure on the demon legion.

He also wanted to unite the aborigines here to fight against the evil spirits on Moyun Ridge.

But it is obviously unrealistic, because some of the natives who have not escaped have not let go of the hatred in their hearts, which makes it impossible for the Imperial Lord Army and the local aborigines to fight against the demon legion together.

Even if he slept at night, Surdak did not want to nest in a pigeon coop hut, preferring to set up a tent under a tree.

He sat on the boss outside the door of the hut, mending the demonic shield that had been damaged.

Samira sat on the roof of the pigeon coop, sharpening the cross-blood groove with a file for the arrows.

The two of them were making some preparations for leaving tomorrow morning, and Samira made a subtle balance adjustment to almost every arrow in the quiver.

At this moment, a young native warrior came under the tree, and Surdak saw that the native warrior was carrying a black horn in his hand.

He raised his head high, raised the big black horn in his hand above his head, and asked Surdak, who was sitting at the door of the wooden house overhead, "Hey, do you have any extra weapons in your hand?" ”

"Hmm!" Surdak glanced at the young native warrior and gave an affirmative answer.

Gioza shook the horn in his hand vigorously, hoping that the disillusioned arc on the horn would generate more, so that the imperial merchant could see it more clearly.

"I don't have that kind of hedron, can I use this black horn to exchange it with you...... Weapons? Gioza shouted loudly.

His voice even caught the attention of a group of indigenous warriors, who stopped and looked at Gioza when they saw the black horn in his hand.

"Yes." Surdak put the demon shield behind him and looked at the young native warrior, "So...... What do you need to change? ”

"Spear and that metal bow, preferably a machete, a few pots of arrows." Gioza spoke his mind fluently.

Surdak didn't accept the crowhorn, he shook his head before he added, "This chorn can't be exchanged for so many things." ”

After thinking about it, Surdak really pulled out a scimitar from his magic waist bag, this style of weapon was still captured by him in the desert next door to the barren land, although a large number of them were disposed of at that time, and some well-textured scimitars were picked and left behind by Surdak.

It's just that the lords of the Grimm Empire are not used to using this kind of scimitar, whether it is cavalry or hoplite, they like to use knight's sword or Paglio spear.

These scimitars could only be sealed in the dust in the corner of the magic waist bag, and Surdak pointed to the scimitar in his hand and said:

"Only this one, or a spear!"

Seeing that the young native warrior was a little hesitant and seemed to have a hard time making a choice, Surdak said, "So do you have any other Warcraft materials?" Or magic herbs can also be taken out and exchanged with me! ”

Gioza's eyes lit up, he didn't have anything else with the magic beast materials, but he still had some magic herbs.

Patrolling the mountains often, he always came across some magical herbs with special effects, some of which hung under the rain eaves outside his pigeon cage hut.

However, Gioza was not sure that those herbs were what Surdak wanted, so he said, "I can get some herbs, I can show them to you, I don't know what you want, but you can pick out what you want." ”

Seeing Surdak nodding slowly, Gioza turned his head and ran home, and said loudly as he ran:

"You wait for me."

At this time, Surdak had a deep feeling in his heart that mastering a foreign language was really useful.

Gioza brought back half a pocket of kudzu, as well as a few plants of imperial blood grass, and other miscellaneous herbs Surdak didn't know, but he could feel the magic in the herbs, and now the magic market of the Green Empire was extremely short of magic herbs, so he didn't even bother to distinguish them, so he set a suitable price for all the magic herbs.

The price was enough to make Gioza tick, and Surdak took out a Pagorio spear, a scimitar, an alloy bow, and a pocket of steel arrows, and swapped the two pockets in Gioza's hand.

However, Surdak thought that after all, Kudzu was the main medicine for making secondary healing potions, and the Imperial Blood Grass could refine more advanced healing potions.

Healing potions are very scarce in the Grimm Empire's market, and even if you have plenty of magic crystals, you may not be able to buy them.

So in the end, Surdak took out an iron pot and a sunset dagger, a bag of salt, and a bag of wheat flour and gave them to Giozza.

Gioza didn't expect that the herbs he brought could be exchanged for so many things, and he knew that this was the case, so he left the big black horn that his father left for him.

The native warriors, who had been watching all around, saw that Gioza had actually exchanged magic materials and herbs for a full set of weapons, and the news immediately exploded like a bomb in the walled city.

During the night, the indigenous warriors who had not been able to receive a weapon or had only been given a weapon took out some monster leather, black horn, rhino horn and magic herbs one after another, and exchanged them for their favorite weapons......

The Kandar Mountains in the Warsaw plane were originally rich in many low-level magical herbs, and the magical herbs in the jungles in the southern part of Moyun Ling were collected by the Imperials, but there were still many magical herbs in the northern mountains of Moyun Ridge.

When these aborigines leave the camp, they usually hunt and gather, and gradually accumulate some magical herbs that they don't normally use.

No merchant had ever dared to come here to trade with the local aborigines, so this time Surdak picked up the bargain.

The indigenous warriors in the walled city took out their herbs and exchanged them for some supplies they found useful—mostly weapons.

No one can stop this kind of thing.

However, while making deals with these natives, Surdak had a serious chat with them about something.

For example, how many of these large walled cities are in this mountain range, these indigenous warriors know very well.

The war of the demon legions has spread here, and these walled cities have signed a common offensive and defensive alliance.

Surdak had little chance of establishing close ties with the walled city right now.

After all, in this walled city, some people migrated from the south, (their homeland may have been Handanar County, maybe Ortans County or something, and then it was occupied by the Imperials), so this part of the aborigines has a strong hostility towards the Grimm Empire.

More of the people are the natives who have lived here in the first place, and they have no enmity with the Imperials, but they will not be reckless in establishing contact with the Bena Lord Army.

Surdak stayed in the walled city for four days before leaving......

With the introduction of the aborigines, he found several other camps in the mountains, and did some weapons trade with the patriarchs of these camps.

Surdak lived in this deep mountain for nearly a month, earning nearly 50,000 magic crystals, and finally rearmed the aborigines in the mountains south of Moyun Mountains.

He then did not continue north, but took Samira back to the edge of the northern foothills of the Moyun Mountains, making a detour to the south while sending a magical signal to the night sky every night......

(End of chapter)