Despite losing a small margin in the duel, individual force is only part of the overall strength, and Roger immediately showed El his status and power as the king of bandits. Under his command, the inhabitants of the entire settlement all put down their work and began to collect herbs all over the mountains.

At the same time, heralds carrying the golden scimitar emblem rode around on fast horses, and in less than a day, nearly 3,000 men and horses gathered here.

These horses include Roger's ghost wolf thieves headquarters, the poisonous widow's mercenary group, the gold-pointer's armed caravan guards, Blackbeard's remnants, and more than 30 other unnamed thieves. They were originally Roger's united intention to eat the entire force of the exiles' team, and they followed the footprints of the exiles all the time, only to be afraid of being discovered by Istalen's scouts so that they distanced themselves for a day.

Although the three thousand men seemed to be a formidable force and a force sufficient to sweep through the brown hills, in fact the quality of these armed forces themselves was uneven, and the internal voices were not completely unified, and it was only because of Blackbeard's capture that Roger was able to rely on his prestige to gather them together.

Such an unruly group of bandits has no will to fight at all, they can gamble their lives for the sake of immediate interests, but if they do not see the sweetness and have to endure hardships, they will immediately scatter.

If they were to annex one of the indigenous forces of the brown hills, it would be more than enough. But if you want to fight head-on with the Istalons, you can't fight an overwhelming advantage, and I'm afraid there will be no good fruit to eat after a long time, which is the most important reason why Roger has not launched an offensive for a long time.

It only takes a day to assemble 3,000 men, but it takes twice as long to set up a permanent camp and then select elite men from it. The gangs of robbers are full of braggart, who do not make drafts, or who are greedy for life and afraid of death. Roger knew very well in his heart that among the three thousand people, the elite manpower that could really be used by him would not exceed three hundred at most, except for his own subordinates, and the combat effectiveness of these three hundred people could not be compared with the same number of Isttalon warriors.

Roger has such self-knowledge, but it does not mean that his group of robbers will also have the same knowledge. They are accustomed to a carefree life of lawlessness, and now they are suddenly restrained, and rebellious emotions are born. Now that the most powerful wolves and the fattest sheep live next to each other in the browned hills, it is impossible to avoid accidents. 【Starter】

Although El has strictly asked the refugees not to go out and about these days, he can't resist the blatant prying eyes of the robbers. Now that there is a temporary truce between the two sides, they can probe the exile camp up close. Women make up almost half of the refugees in exile, and even if the girls try not to show their heads, the occasional flash of sight is enough to scratch the hearts of the hungry robbers.

According to some unverifiable gossip and legends, Roger originally targeted this team because he valued the large number of female resources in the team. If you can rob all these women, you can not only match your brothers with two wives, but also leave a lot of women to attract the powerful from all directions. In the brown hills, where birds don't lay eggs, a good-looking city girl is worth more than a good horse. With these girls, are you worried that no one will serve Roger?

Now that there is a truce between the two sides, the Istalens will surely take it lightly, right?With such a fluke in mind, a group of daring robbers ignored Roger's orders and launched a surprise attack on the exiles' camp in the evening, taking advantage of the exchange of herbs and horses between the two sides.

By the time Roger learned of this, it was early the next morning, and his immediate subordinates rushed over to report that the Istaerans had built pyramids with their heads outside the camp. By the time he arrived, the head pile had been doused with oil, and El sat beside him with a lighted torch, his eyes full of amusement.

Roger didn't open his mouth to explain, at this time he couldn't explain clearly, and there was no need to explain. He simply walked over to the pyramid of heads, carefully observed the last expressions on the faces of the dead, then nodded to El and turned away in silence. Behind him, a raging fire rose into the sky.

"Forty-five heads, and forty-five horses. El's voice reached his ears from afar, and Roger subconsciously grasped the golden scimitar at his waist. He hesitated for a moment, then finally shrugged his shoulders and reached out and waved his hand twice behind his back.

An hour later, there were more than two dozen headless corpses outside the camp where the robbers were stationed, far away from the burning human heads on this side. A burly man with a white flag held aloft led twenty horses to the door of the exile camp.

"Able to endure what ordinary people can't endure, this Mr. Roger is really not an ordinary person. Wrapped in a cloak, Lolana hid behind El and chuckled, "The more powerful a person is, the more he values face, and if he doesn't have face, he naturally has no prestige at all...... What is it that is so important that he can put aside all his face for a while?"

"The Inheritance Treasure of the King of Thieves, if taken literally, is probably a treasure more important than the golden scimitar in his hand, just like the Inheritance Treasure that Palanti accepted. El said with some uncertainty, "Blackbeard must know the answer to this question, after all, he has roamed the land far longer than Roger, the new king of bandits." ”

"I don't think it's a good idea. Lorana shook her head unexpectedly and said, "Roger knows that Blackbeard is in our hands, so he should also know that we can get information from Blackbeard's mouth." If it's inconsequential information, then he should have made it clear to us during the negotiation, and it can increase mutual trust. But he didn't say a word, there were only two possibilities. ”

"First, it's probably an open secret, that's why he's able to gather people with such fanfare, and it's too late to explain it to us when it's time to set off. Second, the news about the treasure of the King of Thieves is very important, he knows that Blackbeard will definitely not tell us the truth, so he may use Blackbeard to mislead us. If that treasure is really that important, he and Blackbeard can work together to dig up the treasure and fight for it......"

"Please, say it again in a way I can understand. El folded his hands and pleaded.

"I'm already explaining whether it's okay or not......" Lolana covered her head and sighed, and said with a wry smile, "Okay, my conclusion is that Blackbeard is a hot potato, and you don't expect anything to come out of his mouth." Even if he tells nine out of ten truths, that one false sentence can easily trap us. So...... Give him back to Roger as it is, and give him a headache. ”

"Very well, that's a good idea, and then? what do we do now?" El pointed to the burning fire in front of him, and said with some hesitation, "Let's set a trap to kill these idiots quietly, of course, it can be a deterrent, but I think Roger seems to have seen something just now." ”

"The last expressions of the deceased can reveal a lot of information, such as the incredible horror on the faces of these people, as well as the confusion of unknown reasons. Roger would have realized that this was our hidden hole card, but he couldn't have known that there was a silver-ranked magician among us - the hole card was something that had to be known, but not turned over to be a deterrent enough. A standard commercial smile appeared on Lorana's face, and her unhurried tone sounded very penetrating, and whenever she showed it, she was almost certainly plotting to trick people.

"It's a lot of work to deal with these bastards. El threw the torch into the fire with his backhand, clapped his hands and stood up. His perception was extremely acute, and he could vaguely detect all kinds of resentment and anger in the bandit camp opposite. El snorted disdainfully, stretched out a middle finger towards the opposite side, and thrust it upwards fiercely.

There was a commotion in the bandit camp opposite, and the sound of people shouting and cursing could be faintly heard, but in the end, no one dared to stand up and challenge El. Morality and a sense of honor have never been words in the dictionary of robbers, they like to bully the weak, but they don't like to be bullied, so they always maintain reverence for the strong.

"What a bunch of eggless cowards!" El doubled the gesturt, deliberately laughing in a barely audible voice on the other side.

This taunt finally had the effect it should have, and a bald man stood up from the camp with a hammer in his hand, he was at least two meters tall, and his muscles were as angular as rocks, and he was not an easy character to provoke. The bald man stared at El with a cruel and bloodthirsty smile on his face, and said loudly: "Little girl, let grandpa teach you how to be a human ......"

El copied out the dragon's tooth bow with his backhand, and without saying a word, he shot an arrow with a bow. Hearing a muffled bang, the bare head of the strong man on the opposite side exploded, with an arrow stuck in his neck that only exposed his tail, and his body fell to the ground, raising a cloud of smoke and dust, and the robber camp was suddenly silent.

"Well, this is an idiot with eggs. El looked at the body of the bald man, spat on the ground, spread his hands and smiled, "Who's the next idiot with eggs?

"That's enough, General El, don't tease the kids. Roger's voice suddenly came from the direction of the bandit camp, and his tone was full of helplessness.

"Teasing children?" Er looked down at the body of the bald man, and subconsciously touched his smooth cheeks, and couldn't help laughing: "Then it's a child." ”

He cleared his throat and pointed in the direction of the bandit camp with his dragon's tooth bow and said loudly: "Children, don't be naughty when adults talk about things, and don't come to other people's houses to play at night. Uncle won't teach you how to be a man, only how to be a dead man! If you don't want to peel and cramp and cut into pieces, you can be honest with me at night!"

The bandit camp was still silent. (Go read OM) (Jiangsu.com)