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The once peaceful town is now in purgatory, and the small roads in the town are full of human corpses that have not had time to flee and are chased by centaurs and then easily run over.

After a short rush, Berg-Blackhoof stopped, quietly waiting for his people to plunder the wealth and vent his inner desire to kill, but soon, Berg-Blackhoof's couldn't help frowning, and the sturdy four hooves couldn't stop trampling the ground of the Jagged Town Square back and forth.

"Check it out for me, who set the fire and give me a few whips~ There is so much wealth to be collected, don't these damn guys have no brains at all?"

He said angrily to the elite centaur guards who were guarding his side and were specially formed by him, and at the same time thought to himself.

"Maybe I can take this opportunity to completely confirm my authority in the tribe, after all, those so-called challengers are too much of an eyesore in my eyes, after all, they are the ones who keep an eye on my chieftain position all day long. ”

"There are always centaurs who think about my chief's spear, and I don't feel too comfortable thinking about it. ”

"Try it, you can completely obey me, just like the other warriors in the tribe is definitely the best choice, if you still have the idea of being on top, then don't blame the war for accidents. ”

In a short time, Berg-Blackhoof's guards arrived in the small square with several centaurs who looked a little uneasy, and a centaur who looked very bright trotted up to Berg and reported loudly.

"Chief, we've brought back those guys who set the fire~"

By this time, the centaurs who had set the fire had come to Berg with their heads hanging their heads, and like children who had made a mistake, they shrugged their heads and called in a low voice.

"Chief~"

Burg-Blackhoof, with a serious expression, nodded, his tone rather flat, as a chief should be.

"Do you know that you've put on a good fire, but the harvest that should have belonged to us has been partially burned by this fire?"

The centaurs looked at each other at this time, only to realize the deeper impact, so they had no choice but to say nothing, waiting for punishment, but when they heard Berg's words, a flash of surprise suddenly jumped on their faces.

"This time, you don't have the right to distribute the spoils, wait until the next attack, you have to fight harder for me, or you can watch the other warriors in the tribe enjoy it~"

"It's just a small town for humans, there are many more towns like this on the human side, I just don't want more wealth to be burned by you ignorant guys. ”

Berg-Blackhoof still had a serious face at this time, but the centaurs in front of him were not afraid, and looked at him with reverence, which made Berg-Blackhoof's heart secretly refreshed.

"Pass the order, no arson is allowed in future looting operations, and violators will be severely punished!"

"Now, bring me the human who brought us such good news, and we're going to grab the richest city among the human race!"

The confident Berg Black Hoof couldn't help but darken his face when he looked at the corpse that had been pulled by his own guards half an hour later.

"Damn humans, how can you just die? Now you should look around and see if there are any living humans, this human has said that the richest city on the human side is called Boult City, but I don't even know where Boult City is. ”

"If there are no living humans here, then attack along the southern road, find the next town and catch some humans who know how to go, hehe, if you die, you are not the only human. ”

Except for being slightly stunned when he saw the old butler's corpse, Berg Black Hoof quickly recovered and made the most correct decision in his mind, and then looked at the old butler's corpse and laughed fiercely.

"Angered me, and then you think it's enough to die like this?"

......

The city of Boult, the largest city in the northern part of the human territory, naturally reinhabited by people of many identities and professions.

And in such a prosperous city, the intelligence department, now known as the military commander, and the intelligence agency of the Rising Sun Kingdom, naturally have also set up a secret base here, and it is very secretive.

However, after Giggs led a large army into the city, this secrecy also dissipated somewhat, although it was still relatively mysterious for ordinary people, but for the officials of the kingdom, there was also a little understanding in their hearts.

Before Giggs decided to attack the Franconian Kingdom, the liaison office in the city of Boult was already responsible for the intelligence gathering, aggregation, and transmission of the entire Franconian Kingdom.

Now from light to dark, the function of the intelligence service in the city of Boult has not been abolished.

On this day, the man in charge of the intelligence department of Boult City, codenamed Skylark, was enjoying his afternoon tea with peace of mind, doing intelligence work to the point where he is now, but it is completely different from those grassroots intelligence officers.

Usually have a good identity as a hidden elite cadres in these military commands, in addition to being cautious in the face of work, the rest of the leisure time is more than one will enjoy life.

After all, the danger of the intelligence industry is still quite great, and timely enjoyment has become the consensus of these people.

It was only halfway through the Lark's afternoon tea, and there were still three-quarters of the way to the small snack on the plate, when there was a rush of footsteps in the wooden corridor outside the room, which made the Lark's brows furrow.

The staff of this office all know his habit of drinking afternoon tea, and if he comes to disturb her at this time, then something important must have happened, after all, these people below can handle the ordinary trivial matters by themselves.

He didn't clean up the things on the table, just took out a silk handkerchief and wiped the pastry crumbs from his mouth, then stood up and walked to the table, waiting for the hurried footsteps outside the door.

"Director, first-class intelligence!"

The lark, who had been preparing for a long time and waiting for his subordinates' report, suddenly changed his face, snatched the small note in his hand, swept his eyes, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink inward.

"I'm going to see Your Majesty immediately, and inform the people below to cheer me up, I should have a big job~"

The lark slammed open the door, which had been casually closed by his men, and hurried towards the north of the city of Burth, where Giggs now lived.

Giggs, who was taking a nap, was called out by the guards waiting outside the door, and when he learned that the head of the intelligence department had come to see him in person, his eyes, which were still a little worried, suddenly opened. (To be continued.) )