With the fast-moving unicorn, Yang Ling returned to Weisen Castle more than two hours later. The first thing I did when I got back was to ask the advisor Goode about the latest situation. "My lord, the situation is getting more and more complicated, and it is becoming more and more difficult to control!" Gu De, who was wearing a black robe, had a sad face on his face, and sat down opposite him at Yang Ling's signal. Although he had been prepared for a long time, Yang Ling still frowned when he heard Gude say this. Under Goode's explanation, he slowly understood the recent situation. It turned out that not long after he entered the Truss Forest to cultivate, Storff took a new action at the suggestion of the strategist. Shrink your forces and set up checkpoints at every intersection from the town to the Truss Forest, and strictly check the townspeople who come and go. In this way, the intelligence sources and the space for maneuver of the Rus' people were greatly suppressed. In addition, Stoff, in the name of the lord, forcibly expropriated the grain in the hands of the people, plundered the people's salted hides at very low prices, and collected a large amount of supplies. Although it can't survive the long winter, it can at least last for a while until reinforcements and a large number of supplies arrive. In the face of Stoff's forcible seizure, the townspeople once rebelled, but in the face of the elite black armor army of the Bantu Empire, the dragons were simply vulnerable without a leader. Although some mercenaries and adventurers later secretly joined the revolt, to no avail, they were forcibly suppressed one by one by Stoff's black-armored army. In order to deter the enraged townspeople, after arresting the warriors involved in the riot, the Black Armor brutally hanged them alive from a tree on the side of the road. Whip the corpse for three days, and finally throw the corpse into the Truss Forest, and deliberately attract a large group of wild beasts to bite and devour. Maybe it was because they killed people and didn't get rid of their hatred, or maybe they wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to scrape another layer of oil and water, and Stoff's Black Armor Army also wantonly rushed into people's houses, burned, killed, plundered, and did all kinds of evil, causing countless people to be ruined. In the eyes of the people, this guy Storf is not a so-called lord, but a demon from hell. In just a few days, the town of Weisen was in a mess. In order to escape the fighting, many people fled to Wiesen Castle with their families and their families. Although Storf is powerful, in the face of Yang Ling, who has a mysterious background, and in the face of his fierce escorts, he does not dare to directly tear his face and do it for the time being. The townspeople were oppressed, the mercenaries and merchants were cut off from their livelihoods, and for a while, while Storf was ostensibly in control, the situation became increasingly tense, with occasional small attacks on the Blackarmies. At the same time, due to the rumors of the discovery of the ancient dragon cave in the Terras Forest, more and more mercenaries and adventurers poured into the town of Wissen, and the situation became more and more complicated. After understanding the current situation, Yang Ling quietly took a sip of sobering jasmine tea, and the current situation has both disadvantages and advantages. Storff shrank his forces and stepped up his patrols, apparently making the sneak attack much more difficult, and he could hold out for a while more than robbing a batch of food and animal skins to keep out the cold. However, after arousing public outrage, his rule is absolutely detrimental, and the people's will is unstable, as long as they make full use of it, it is a sharp sword. "Goode, what's going on with the Rus' now?" "My lord, the situation with the Rus' is a bit bad. They have repeatedly asked us for a large amount of food, clothing, weapons, etc., and even if I triple the price, they are still hungry and thirsty, the more the merrier!" Goode pondered for a moment, and then said, "In addition, they also asked us for more accurate information!" Storff reduced his forces and strengthened his patrols, and Yang Ling just took away the horned bee beasts and deadwood warriors who could spy on information, and for a while, it was difficult for Goode to obtain detailed information on the activities of the Black Armor Army, let alone the Rus. The efficiency of each sneak attack is discounted, and as the weather gets colder and colder, it is as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. "Goode, from today onwards, the materials and intelligence sold to the Rus' people will be doubled on the existing basis!" Yang Ling leaned comfortably on the big chair, and now in this situation, the Rus people are absolutely anxious. Not to mention doubling the price, it is a triple, and I'm afraid they will have to take it all. After all, compared to the strategy of destroying the old enemy of the Bantu Empire, a mere tens of thousands of amethyst coins would definitely not be placed in their eyes. If you don't take the opportunity to knock a few more at this time, you will be sorry for yourself. "My lord, I just doubled the price a few days ago, and now I will double it, will it" Goode hesitated a little, worried that the Rus' would not buy it. "Hehe, don't worry, the Ross people have no choice at this time!" Yang Ling smiled faintly and said: "Profit-seeking is the surname of a businessman, if we still provide all kinds of materials at low prices and large quantities at this time, it is abnormal." "Profit-seeking is the merchant's surname?" pondered for a moment, and Goode thought deeply. At this time, if the price is still unaware, it is indeed easier to arouse the suspicion of those who are interested. "Goode, you pick a few suitable people these days and set up a team dedicated to assassination and sneak attacks. Looking at the thoughtful Gude, Yang Ling continued: "The selected person must be calm and calm, as ruthless as a poisonous snake, as agile as a clouded leopard, and must be killed with one blow." As for the name of this squad, let's call it Assassin!" The team in charge of assassination? After the accident, Goode hesitated a little, "My lord, what do you mean?" "Hehe, sometimes, we have to pull the Ross people, the enemy of the enemy is our friend!" That guy in Stoff has not changed his surname, and there is no one in his eyes, and it is time to teach him some lessons!" After explaining a few words, Yang Ling stopped talking nonsense and strode out. After returning to the courtyard, I wanted to tell Alice to send some to come over early, but smelling the smell of wine, I suddenly remembered that I hadn't drunk John's wine, so I simply strode towards Shangri-La. Behind him, Agusu led a team of guards to follow closely. During the time Yang Ling entered the Truss Forest to cultivate, Agusu trained hard, and with the great help of Cassie and Good, he finally cultivated from a senior swordsman to the realm of a junior great swordsman. Although he is not a master, he has crossed a threshold after all, and if nothing else, he can at least deter and then smoothly command the barbarians under him. Unlike Rumi, a dwarf who is addicted to alcohol, Yang Ling does not like to drink alone, and when he first graduated, he often met with a few classmates or colleagues he had just met to go to bars. For him, sipping beer on the rocks while teasing a lonely young woman or ignorant girl in a clubbing bar is a great pleasure after work. There are no TVs, no UEFA Champions League, and no games like Warcraft, but there are a few pubs here that resemble the bars of the past. The same greedy drunkards, the same rude scolding, and of course, the beautiful women of all colors who are slender or plump.... Sometimes, leaning on the high chair at the Shangri-La bar, holding a glass of cold rum, and looking at the ambiguous pair of men and women in the corner by the dim light, Yang Ling often has an illusion. It was as if I had returned to the zero point bar next to the school in an instant, and sometimes, I even wondered if I had been dreaming, an exotic dream. As usual, as soon as Yang Ling entered the door, he casually greeted a few familiar mercenaries. Then he sat down on a high chair outside the bar and asked John, the genius bartender, to bring him a good cocktail and take a sip. "Boss, what kind of wind brought you here today?" John smiled and served Yang Ling a cocktail like dry red wine. "Hehe, the east wind didn't have it, but the northwest wind drank it all night. Quick, bring me two more plates of peanuts, my stomach is almost hungry!" Yang Ling casually patted John on the shoulder. Taking a sip of wine and chewing two Alpine peanuts, Yang Ling sighed with relish. However, just as he was about to ask John for another drink, suddenly, the noisy tavern fell silent. Immediately after, there was the sound of footsteps with a 'click, click', clear and slow. At the same time, there was a faint fragrance. Yang Ling looked up and saw a beautiful woman in black walking in. The fair skin that can be broken by blowing, the thin waist that can be held in the suffocation, and the tall breasts that take one step and shake three times... The surrounding mercenaries swallowed their saliva and couldn't come back to their senses for a long time, as if they had been seduced by the sudden appearance of a beautiful woman in black. Looking at the tall breasts of the beautiful woman in black, Yang Ling finally understood what it meant to be turbulent; looking at her gorgeous face and slender figure, he finally understood what it meant to have an angelic face and a devilish figure. If Alice is a green apple and Sophia is a blooming flower, then the beauty in black in front of her is a ripe red peach, full of fatal temptation. After walking into Shangri-La, Meryls's big eyes swept past the mercenaries, and then landed on Yang Ling. She believed that with her charm, with a little trickery, she could smither him, obediently handing over the Basilisk Blood Staff and joining the dark camp.

(To be continued)