"Sanmao, you little rascal and little girl are hiding in the carriage, I am very worried."

Osman rode on his horse and was very unhappy that Sanmao and Minna had taken over the carriage.

"Brother Osman, Hai Qing is a righteous man and gentleman, and he is telling me the story of your team, big brother, you bury the corpse all the way, but you have great merit."

"I don't think it's like a compliment to me. Back then, we were trapped in a mudslide, and I didn't rely on me to open the way - that's not what I'm supposed to do as a mage. ”

"So Osman you are the most useless, you are not yet realised."

"Bastard Sanmao, hurry up, there seems to be a killing sound in front, you scout can't just pick up girls and not do business."

It was noon on the third day of coming out of Semarang, and Randy's team had approached the Turgus.

The Turks were the place where the indigenous people were most crowded out of the Tang people. Randy wanted to know as much as possible about the actual living conditions of the Nanyang Tang people, and the more actual information he had, the more reliable advice Liu Ming could give him.

Randy rides on the dragon and floats along with the carriage. He saw the situation more clearly than Osman.

However, he was not good at reconnaissance, and Sanmao jumped out of the carriage quickly and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

"Huh? Sanmao is not disheveled, Sanmao, you are a coward with a colored heart and no color! ”

Minna's head poked out of the carriage, generous, unawkward, and looked at Osman with a coquettish smile.

"Brother Osman, I'm only twelve, where is there any charm to seduce Haiqing, you think too much."

As a very open-minded Western girl, Osman's ridicule didn't hurt her at all.

The carriage stopped, waited for more than ten minutes, and ran back again, and his breath did not grow.

Randy praised, "Sanmao, your light skills have improved a lot, and your physical strength has improved a lot." ”

"I'm still getting bigger."

Sanmao praised himself first, "Boss, there is a sugar factory in front, and a group of lizardmen thugs are besieging it.

The thugs here are organised and much better equipped than in Semarang.

There are foreign guns, scimitars that are not rusty, and there are five summoners, all of whom are driven by mid-level magical beasts. ”

"And foreign guns?"

Osman looked at Minna, "You Dutch people are going to allow lizardmen to have guns?" That's outrageous, isn't it? ”

"This is supposed to be the lizardman guild's guard, that's legal.

The number of our pure Dutch soldiers is very limited, and the lizardmen and the Tang people's guilds have conflicts and battles with each other, and they generally don't have the energy to manage them. ”

"But the servant soldiers you hired are all lizardmen, such as Suha, who are all towards the lizardmen, so won't the Tang people suffer?

Forget it, you can't control this with your little child. ”

Hearing that there were foreign guns, Osman hurriedly added the Wind Shield to himself, and then added it to Sanmao and Randy, and after thinking about it, he added it to Minna.

"Thank you, big brother Ottoman, but it's useless to add it to me, and I can't help with the war."

Minna and Xiao Guizi are completely different, very polite and thoughtful, and Osman is not too embarrassed to joke with her and Sanmao anymore.

There was a war ahead, and Randy didn't let the old coachman take the risk, "Xiaomei, you're here to help keep the lizardman old man safe." ”

Looking back at Osman and Sanmao, "Let's go, let's take a look." ”

According to Sanmao's reconnaissance, the highest combat power of the lizardmen here is the mid-level demonic beast.

Randy's team has all been killed, and the battle that may occur in front of him is not worth mentioning, and if it is really not good, he can summon Ah Hua.

Randy is not very keen on helping or something, this kind of battle happens every day in Nanyang, and he can't save it.

It happened to happen, but it was easy to drive the mob away. In fact, the Nanyang issue is not a matter of force for Randy.

Listening to the voice, the two sides are evenly matched.

Finally seeing the Tang people who are bloody and dare to go against the lizardmen, Randy is not busy supporting, but wants to see the combat effectiveness of the Tang people, and leads Sanmao and Osman slowly towards the battlefield.

Minna follows behind Randy. The little girl is very scheming, knowing that although the battlefield is dangerous, there are not many safe places in Nanyang.

Following Randy is much more down-to-earth than staying with the carriage.

Less than a mile forward, the battlefield was on the south side of the road.

For Randy, who has seen the army of Governor Zuo and the battle of Xinkangfu, the small scene here cannot be regarded as a battlefield, but only a weapon fight.

Approaching Randy's side, more than a hundred lizardmen gathered in a whining manner.

However, if you look closely, the real combat strength is only more than fifty, and the rest are ordinary green lizardmen thugs waving flags and shouting, holding sticks and making noise, and dare not rush forward.

Obviously, the battle of cultivators here is not accessible to ordinary people.

The leader of the lizardmen was a man dressed as a merchant in a suit and leather shoes, who seemed to have no spiritual power fluctuations, and was surrounded by twenty foreign gun guards.

However, Randy never heard the gunshots, and these foreign guns should not have made a move.

Attacking in front were twenty Skinklord warriors, armed with scimitars, and fighting each other in ping-pong.

There were five summoners standing in the back, urging three crocodiles to help in the front, the battlefield range was too small, and the other two huge reticulated pythons were still coiled around and were not released.

To the south was a sugar mill with a high wall, and only twenty warriors were guarding the gates.

A large number of ordinary people from the sugar factory hid behind the door to watch the excitement, and a few ordinary security guards with earthen guns stood behind the fence, obviously unable to intervene.

The twenty warriors were all cultivators, advancing and retreating in a measured manner, and they were fighting fiercely with the Spirit Rhino Warriors and Crocodiles.

There was a Tang junior sword master lying on the ground, two Skink warriors, fighting to the death, and both sides began to blush.

The defending warriors had eight junior swordsmen and one intermediate swordsman in the front row. Junior swordsmen are all one-handed swordsmen with shields in the other.

The Spirit Rhino Warrior was just holding a scimitar, and it was a great loss against the swordsman team that was both offensive and defensive, but the three crocodiles were extremely brave and became the main force of the attack.

Behind the swordsman were nine boxers, two of whom were intermediate, and the mid-level swordsman with the big sword was fighting with the crocodile.

The rest of the fighters occasionally attacked from the back of the shield formation, and with a single punch they could knock the Spirit Warriors into a scream, retreat to heal their wounds, and their accomplices fill their positions.

Behind the swordsmen and boxers stood a junior priest of light, staff in hand, constantly healing wounded warriors.

Randy suddenly understood why the lizardmen's foreign spear team didn't make a move, there was a priest, accompanied by the wind shield.

One intermediate sword master, two intermediate boxers, and a rare existence like the Bright Priest, such a team with good offense and defense, and can fight and defend can be milked, even in the rivers and lakes of Great Xia, there are not many.

The Lizardmen Chamber of Commerce who came to attack the sugar factory probably did not expect the appearance of this team, and the foreign gun team was basically a white belt.

"This Tang people's team is very strong, I'm afraid the lizardmen won't be able to take it, let's just take a look."

Randy wasn't going to intervene in the fight, but the lizardmen weren't going to let him go.

The leader of the lizardmen saw that there were four people behind him, and Randy, who was the leader, looked like Tang people at a glance, and he was carrying an exaggerated big sword, and immediately judged them to be reinforcements invited by the sugar factory.

It was Minna hiding behind Randy's tall back, and if her Dutch face was seen, the lizardmen leader would never have misjudged it.

At the sound of an order, twenty foreign guns armed with Manlixia rifles, a volley, a rain of bullets rushed towards the four people.

The four men stood there steadily, the bullets all deflected around their bodies.

Yo ho, it's still a hard bone. The two summoners whistled, and the two seven or eight-meter-long reticulated pythons, spitting letters, rushed towards Randy's team.