The minotaur opened his mouth, a pair of bull's eyes showed a confused look, and after a while, he said: "Twenty catties of fine salt, thirty-five catties of wound medicine......"

"Deal!" The fat man thought about it, showed a helpless look, and reluctantly agreed. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Waving his hand at the caravan, a soldier ran over and walked up to the fat man's side. The fat man whispered a few words, and the soldier nodded, and ran back to the convoy with a strange smile on his face.

Soon, with the assistance of the soldiers, the convoy unloaded two bags of goods, and then carefully weighed them, poured out 20 catties of fine salt and 35 catties of wound medicine and sent them over.

The so-called fine salt can only be regarded as an ordinary color in the human territory, a little rough, not fine at all, but at least it looks white.

As for the wound medicine, it was completely a slimy ointment in a jar, and when opened, it exuded a spicy and pungent smell, and the strong smell of medicine could be clearly smelled from a distance of two meters.

Of course, just because the medicine smells strong enough doesn't mean it's good, and Ronald doesn't need to be checked to conclude that it's definitely the cheapest medicine for injuries...... The pungent smell mixed with the smell of the medicine may make it the first thing the person who wears this medicine to suffer before the wound heals is the terrible pain caused by the medicine.

Profiteers, profiteers through and through!

The two minotaurs walked over, carefully and carefully picked up the fine salt and wound medicine and returned to the tribe, and a pair of bulls' eyes even showed a happy and excited look.

After the minotaurs had returned to the tribe, the more than 100 minotaurs slowly retreated back to the tribe's fence.

At this time, the soldiers of the caravan stepped forward, lifted the hill-like hides and other messes back to the convoy, and lifted the canvas of a wagon in the back, revealing a pile of goods full of exchanged goods.

Both sides followed a tacit understanding from beginning to end, and did not make any moves that caused misunderstanding on the other side.

Hundreds of pounds of animal skins, wasting a lot of their time, and after the goods were bundled on the truck and the canvas bundles were sturdy, Ronald walked up again: "What do you call it?"

The fat man squinted at Ronald, with a smile on his fat face, and he couldn't tell whether it was kindness or indifference: "20 gold coins, you can lie on the wagon and sleep at night, and then follow the caravan all the way back!"

Ronald shook his head: "Sorry, I don't have 20 gold. ”

"That's 10 gold coins, and you can lie on the ground and sleep like a soldier, and help out with some work. ”

"I don't have a single gold coin on me. ”

"Then I'm sorry, I'd love to be able to help a fallen human in this orc territory, but I'm a merchant first and foremost, so why should I do anything that doesn't benefit me?" said the fat man, shaking his head.

Ronald stomped the ground with his right foot, and the ice abyss fighting spirit exploded, and a layer of ice suddenly rose on the ground.

The fat man's face froze, and several people in the caravan in the distance dressed as ordinary soldiers suddenly turned their heads, and their palms were subconsciously placed on the weapons.

Ronald glanced at the few 'soldiers' in the convoy who reacted quickly, smiled slightly, and said, "As you can see, I am not actually a mercenary, but a ranger who is eager for adventure. But my strength is good, I think a silver level, even if I am a guard, it is enough to pay 20 gold coins. ”

The fat man was surprised: "Silver...... This is another matter, as a merchant who risked his life to go deep into the orc territory to do business, we can refuse benefits, but we will definitely not refuse powerful guards!"

"So we're on the same page?"

"It's done, the caravan will take you back, but you have to keep the caravan safe along the way. At least when the caravan is in danger, you have to contribute your own strength. ”

"Fair enough!"

"Woo~Woo~Woo~"

Just as Ronald and the fat leader reached a consensus, a low and loud horn suddenly sounded in the distance.

The fat man's face changed suddenly, his fat cheeks shook a few times, and his voice roared sharply: "It's damn bandits again, everyone has formed a formation to protect the convoy ......!"

After that, the fat man looked at Ronald and suddenly reached out and grabbed Ronald's arm: "What a coincidence, don't forget what you just said, you have to help when the caravan is in danger." ”

Ronald smiled wryly and nodded.

It was indeed too coincidental that the robber met the robber...... What's going on?

"Where's your weapon?" the fat man asked, looking at Ronald empty-handed.

"If you lose it, just give me a long sword. Ronald waved his hands and gestured.

"Come with me, the caravan has a lot of weapons to guard against this situation. The fat man dragged Ronald towards the convoy.

Are you sure it's not for trafficking?

Ronald shook his head, but didn't say anything.

In the convoy, the coachmen skillfully drove the carriage to surround the city, but because there was too much cargo, the speed was not very fast. But the soldiers were indeed well trained, and they were unhurried and orderly gathered around, and a group of men dismantled the high cargo from the wagons that were already in place, and set up a second line of defense on the inside of the wagon, and at the same time untied the crossbows behind them, took the arrows and wound them, and stood on the wagon with their heads exposed, and stood guard in the direction from which the horn came.

In just a few minutes, the inner and outer layers of temporary defenses, composed of trucks and goods, were easily formed in their hands.

Elite!

Absolute elite!

Of course, these two layers of defense can only be said to be composed of what they have at hand, and in terms of defensive power, they are not comparable to the high city walls at all, but in the Northern Wilderness Plain in this orc territory, it is already remarkable to be able to have such a reaction speed.

As you can imagine, they've definitely undergone this kind of training before.

"Captain Kidd, I'll leave it to you!" the fat leader ran back into the convoy, immediately shrank behind the inner defenses, and drew a long sword from under the bottom of a carriage and threw it at Ronald.

A man in his thirties dressed as an ordinary soldier smiled coldly, his eyes staring at the direction from which the horn came: "Listening to the sound of the horn, it must be a wolf cavalry, it should be the notorious green wolf thief group!"

"The crossbowmen are ready, divided into two groups of shots...... The first team shoots at the wolf from a hundred paces away, and the second team waits until the enemy charges within fifty paces to shoot the wolf! These damn wolf cavalry rely on their mobility, and as long as the wolf is killed, it is best to reduce their strength by fifty percent!"

"Throw away the bow and crossbow shooting as soon as it is over, work in pairs to attack the invading wolf cavalry, one to defend, one to attack ......**** mother!"

"Wolf cavalry, orcs?" Ronald took the long sword and pulled it out and looked at it, it was just like fire, compared to the Qingshuang sword, fortunately, the edge of the blade was quite sharp, not unopened scrap iron.

"Of course, this is the Northern Wilderness Plain, could it be a human thief group?"

The fat man shrunk behind the inner ring of defenses with the coachmen, looking a little nervous, but not afraid, obviously trusting the strength of the soldiers guarding them.

The orc thieves, Ronald has heard of it for the first time.

Looking back at the situation in the Iron Horn Tribe, many minotaurs had already taken out their weapons and gathered, but there was no noise, and there was no intention of attacking, it seemed that they had the intention of watching a show.

"What about the Iron Horns, don't you need to guard against them attacking from behind?" Ronald flicked the blade of his sword.

"You're coming to the Northern Wilderness Plains for the first time?"

The fat man looked at Ronald with some surprise and asked.

Ronald chuckled in his heart, but his face was not afraid at all, and he nodded in acquiescence.

"No wonder...... Orcs aren't as scary as advertised, they're a race that is even more chaotic than us humans. Therefore, they should not be treated equally, but should be treated as human beings, and different orcs should be treated differently according to different camps. ”

"The Iron Horn tribe has a tribe and territory, which can be understood as a town in the territory of the human race...... In the world of orcs, the Ironhorn tribe is the kind of 'good guy'. Of course, to say that they are good people, if it is said in non-wartime, if the orcs gather to attack us, then the Iron Horn Tribe is no different from the Blue Wolf Thieves. ”

"Of course, orcs are orcs after all, as you just saw, they are indeed very honest and honest, and their brains are not very useful. But honest is not stupid, they will not attack us at the moment, because they still need caravans to bring them more goods from human territory, but if we are destined not to bring them more benefits, then they will definitely show their orc fangs and rush out to share a piece of the pie. ”

Ronald thought thoughtfully: "So not only do we have to repel the Blue Wolf Thieves, but we must not damage our strength too badly, otherwise the Iron Horn Tribe will also take action...... That's what it means, right?"

"That's what it means, many humans have never been to the Northern Wilderness Plain, and many of their understandings of orcs are misinterpreted, in fact, as long as they are honest and tough humans, they will know how to treat them...... Don't think of them as bastards, but don't expect them to be good people with high morals, after all, even the highly educated aristocrats are just a bunch of bastards. ”

The fat man shrunk and hid there and complained: "The strong bully the weak, and the weak bully the weaker...... If you don't want to be bullied by them, then let them see the strength and horror of our human beings. ”

"Show them the strength and formidability of human beings...... It's easy!" Ronald dropped his scabbard on the ground and jumped onto the carriage with his sword.

"Hey, come down, do you want to be killed by a crossbow bolt, don't disrupt our formation!" Captain Kidd yelled as he stared at Ronald with an angry face.

"I don't need that kind of thing, I like to go it alone. ”

Ronald turned around and smiled at him, a grim smile.

Captain Kidd was stunned for a moment, and cursed in his mouth: "Crossbowmen don't need to scruples, shoot after the target enters the range, don't worry about accidental injury......"

There was a rapid tremor on the ground, as if cavalry were charging from afar!

On the horizon, an orc wolf cavalry jumped into view, and they were all tall and strong, not as small as the Minotaurs, but more slender...... The whole body was covered with long blue, gray, and black hair, and a wolf-like head on his neck, and a wolf like a horse riding under his crotch, with a fierce light in his eyes and a murderous aura.