Angus's men were still a little worried, and said, "Then what can we do to make a living, we are robbers." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info No matter how you say it, the Empire will not allow us to exist, not to mention that it won't be long before the Imperial Army will attack Prague, what if they take it easy. ”

Angus looked like he didn't have to worry at all and said, "You don't have to worry, it's easy to solve." As soon as the Imperial Army comes, we will surrender directly, and then we will be portrayed as glorious rebels or something. ”

"But they're not stupid, we've become robbers, that's a fact. They can't just be so brain-dead and think of us as good people. In short, Angus's men did not agree with Angus's words.

Angus didn't answer his question directly, but said: "What do you think we have been robbing money for the past few days, and the money can't be eaten." ”

Another person who had been working hard asked, "Hmmm, money." It seems that it is really useless, and we can't grab what we lack. ”

Angus smiled and said, "Money...... Is it really useless? Maybe it really doesn't work for us, but what about the officials?"

Another person suddenly realized: "Oh, yes. As long as we bribe them with enough money, we don't just do whatever we want. Then how much money do we need, those corrupt officials should be no different from those in Prague, there must be a lot!"

Angus also sighed a little: "Yes, they have a big appetite." But do you know how many villages there are near Prague, and how much money is in them? We can bribe all the officials who come by that time with a small fraction of them. We don't have to care about the mud legs like those who collect taxes, we can grab as much as we can.

Soon we will have enough money, and then we will only need to test the finances first, as long as they are willing to take it. But I heard that in the south, there were robbers who robbed large sums of money and used them to bribe corrupt officials, and they not only became official officers, but also some of the leaders became generals. ”

The people below laughed, as if they had seen their journey to the pinnacle of life with money bribes, for the regular army, and for defeating the elves.

Some people even said: "Then we are not going to call the boss general in the future? Or this is the name of the army, you can rest assured that we will work hard, save more money, and we will definitely make you a general when the time comes!"

Angus smiled, unimpressed. It's good to be a regular soldier, but there are countless examples of this in Qatar, where bandits have turned into state-minded mercenaries who voluntarily join the regular army and are subject to restraint. This kind of example is very common in this realm where the line between bandits and mercenaries is not so clear.

But the general doesn't think about it, it's still possible to be the captain of a squadron, after all, this is not a human civil war and a rebel invasion or something. It's a matter of alien races, no matter how they say it, they will be careful, unless that group of southerners thinks that they are too strong, elves and other scum, otherwise they will not let a group of robbers be a little general.

"Well, everyone is well fed and drunk. Do whatever you have to do. The patrols outside are all in good spirits, maybe the elves will be nosy. Angus waved his hand casually, feeling a little tired.

In the past, there were really not many days when you wanted to rest, and there were often many things to do no matter how tired you were, but now you finally get rid of those that can be rested. Angus closed his eyes and leaned back in his humble chair, intending to lie down and rest for a while.

But Tyrell's side didn't feel good, after all, he was looking for someone to run out like this. You can't go out for a walk and go back, no matter how you say it, you have to do something practical and then go, otherwise your conscience will not be able to pass.

I think so, but the wind and sand are too big. Tyrrell's body is now almost twenty meters long, but it is not expected to grow any longer for decades to come. In any case, these more than ten meters long body flying creature species is already very large, but no matter how big it is, it is useless, it is not in this wind and sand but it is blown around like a leaf.

There was something strange about it, and it was blowing so much on the ground even though there was only a breeze on it. I didn't feel it when I flew up too fast, and now it's hard to go down. The most embarrassing fact Tyrell faced was that he couldn't get off now.

Every time he tried to charge down, the wind would blow the air into a mess, and it might not be difficult for other dragons to come here, but what about Tyrell......

Maybe you won't get hurt if you rush down, and you can even land safely, but every time Tyrrell rushes down, he feels like his center of gravity is unstable, and he feels like he will be overturned at any moment. With a slight fear of heights, as long as the center deviates to a certain extent, he quickly pulls up and adjusts the center of gravity. Truth be told, he didn't want to fall headfirst or with his back to the ground.

'What the hell is going to be done!' Tyrell could only mutter to himself, the fine crumbs of sand he had tried to open his mouth just now and shoved between his teeth. What puzzled him was that the sky here didn't have so much sand from the ground, at most it was a little darker than the sky in Prague, so where did that sand come from.

However, thanks to the dragons themselves, there are several layers of transparent eyelids, which are enough to protect Tyrell's eyes from the wind and sand, otherwise Tyrell would really have to fly in the sky with his eyes closed.

"Forget it, think about what kind of flight aid spells there are. Maybe there's something that will allow me to land safely?' Tyrell reassured himself in his heart, after all, this is a world of magic, and everything doesn't depend on magic. ’

But after thinking about it for a while, Tyrell really didn't come up with any way to deal with this air current. It's okay to fly to Prague and land, but that's true, and they left it there. According to the agreement, Isser and they are about to set off, and no matter how much they say, they can't miss the appointment.

After searching for a long time, Tyrell found a seemingly viable alternative to magic: 'Gravity'. Controlling gravity never seems to be a difficult task for magical civilizations, and many times in novels or film and television dramas, a magical civilization close to the Middle Ages on Earth can already create a floating city floating in the sky.

But Tyrell wasn't going to float, after all, he was in a hurry to get going. The wind is blowing so hard that he can't keep his balance, and the best way is to make himself a little heavier!

Tyrell quickly memorized the structure of the spell and the simplified spells, after all, it was better to be careful when casting such a spell for the first time.