It's not just a few people, it's all the main fighters who belong to the raiding regiment have already entered the borders of the Sacramento Kingdom. The Kingdom of Sacramento is adjacent to the largest mountain range in the Pan-American continent, the Michel Jordan Snow Mountain, so that there are many places in the entire kingdom that are in the mountainous terrain, as long as you cross the Michael Jordan Snow Mountain Pass and enter the border of the kingdom, then there will be many routes to get close to the main city of Montana unconsciously, and the only problem is just supplies.

Commander Cao didn't need to ask to know that Cuban had definitely spent a lot of effort in preparing for this, and it seemed that after Commander Cao returned to his hometown, he would have to ask Leley to give Cuban a little discount on the goods. The problem of supply is not a problem at all for the soldiers of the raiding regiment, where there are mountains and rivers, these professionally trained guys do not know how dashing they will live, and they will never have to worry about starvation, so there is nothing to worry about.

For more than 1,000 years, no one has taken the initiative to go north south of the Great Snow Mountain of Michael Jordan, and a very small number of northward drifters will only leave a story full of blood and tears in the end. In such an environment, the human defense line in the Michael Jordan Pass is actually largely equivalent to a fictitious one, and the southern border of the Sacramento Kingdom is at most a few local armed forces to defend against bandits, and there are no large-scale elite troops, and the raider soldiers have no natural enemies here.

Kuban took out a map from his bosom, and then sketched out the route of the soldiers of the raiding regiment, which Kuban had negotiated with Old Man Ao before. Old man Ao and the others already knew that Captain Cao was now working as a gladiator in the Fever Arena, so they had only one goal, and that was to reach Montana. As long as Commander Cao is liberated, nothing else matters, and Old Man Ao's retreat plan can be called simple and rude.

"What is the Kingdom of Sacramento? It's just a vassal local force of the Rex Empire, and I don't think they have any decent team to stop us. As long as we find that little bastard, we will rely on our fast attack and super mobility ability to rush all the way back to the realm of exile, who can stop us?"

The affairs in the mud snail have been temporarily handed over to Old Man Bo to coordinate and be responsible, and the few golden flowers of the plundering group are for Old Man Bo, and none of the alliance guards have moved, they are all nested at home, and they have no worries. The entire Cao Group is now like a sophisticated machine, and if the head of the Cao Group is not for a while, it will not be paralyzed.

For such an encounter, the two Spartan lads almost burst into tears. Look at the others, what a united army they are! In order to save their regimental commanders, they have come to the human world without fear of thousands of mountains and rivers, and they are worthy of heroes. And listening to Cuban's statement, it seems that the dawn of freedom is already within their reach, at this time, all they need to do is to honestly hug Captain Cao's thigh! Commander Cao is not surprised at all, this possibility has long been in his head, he doesn't expect that his family will honestly sit and play at home if he is caught.

"According to the plan, in five days at most, the raiders will be able to make a detour to the mountains outside the West Gate of Montana, and I will be in close contact with them. The only question now is you, and whether you can successfully get out of danger will determine all their next actions. I don't know how to give them an answer yet, you damn thing, your life is hanging on someone else's hands, and that's the biggest problem we need to solve right now. Cuban sighed, and finally fixed his gaze on the metal lump on Commander Cao's chest. Old man Ao said that he must get rid of this thing on Captain Cao first, otherwise, even if they bring Commander Cao's body back, it will be useless.

"I, why are you worried about me? Does this head of the regiment look like a person who dropped the chain at a critical moment?" Captain Cao smiled, he was now in his chest, pointed to the metal bump on his chest, and said to Captain Cao: "Just this thing, can you kill me? Stupid human being, after all, it's still too naïve!"

Head Cao grabbed the metal bump, only exerted a slight force, and immediately pulled it off his chest. Although the barb on it still had the steaming blood of Captain Cao, he did remove it, and the hollow device was not triggered at all. Cuban took a closer look, and the elemental equipment that the Rothschilds spent a lot of money on no longer had the slightest elemental power, and at most it could be used as a metal lump to smash people or something.

However, this thing is made of cherished magical metal, which is much more valuable than ordinary metal, and it seems that Norbeir has new experimental materials as well. Even if Regiment Leader Cao himself couldn't remember how many times, he couldn't wait to rush the kitchen knife into the alchemy laboratory and hack those losers who didn't treat money as money one by one! But once he had the materials that Nuobeier needed, Regiment Leader Cao would finally hand them over to him generously to deal with.

"When this boulder in my heart finally settled, I was ecstatic. He likes to mess around with me, and this bastard just likes to see my sad face. In hindsight, Cuban described his drastic change of mood at the time.

"Then what are we waiting for now? Let's go! Everyone knows that as long as you don't have this thing to restrain you, if you want to run away, who in this world can stop you?" Kuban suddenly couldn't figure it out, since Captain Cao had turned this hollow device into a lump of metal, why should he continue to enjoy the prison here?

"Before I answer your question, you have to answer me a few questions. What do you think those who watched the excitement would think when I, a guy who was hated by countless people, had to bear the wrath of a saint-rank powerhouse who had lost his beloved apprentice? Will they think that I can perform a miracle again and kill a prestigious saint-rank powerhouse? Will the odds of this execution of me be amazingly large?" Captain Cao rubbed his hands, and grinned back the metal lump back to his chest.

"You damn bastard......" Kuban gasped, Commander Cao's words couldn't be more thorough, this thing is still playing the idea of the Wind Sword Master! This is really an unreasonable madman. These questions are understood by everyone, even if Captain Cao kills a sub-saint-level powerhouse, but the sub-saint-level powerhouse and the real saint-level powerhouse are two completely different types of people, if you let the public judge, it is obvious that they will believe that the Wind Sword Saint is superior. Even those masters, they didn't know the true strength of Captain Cao, and naturally they didn't think that Captain Cao would win. So it is conceivable that as long as this game also involves peripheral gambling, Cuban can say that the odds of Captain Cao will be a very staggering number.

"I've never said I'm not a jerk, so I don't have to talk about it all the time. How much money you can have now, all of them will be taken out and bet on Lao Tzu, and I promise that this time you will earn so much that even the ancestors will forget about it. Captain Cao excitedly patted Kuban's shoulder, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood: "You also have to admit that only by being an accomplice of a madman like me, your financial path will become wider and wider, and you will go more and more smoothly, don't forget the goal that your kid is persistently pursuing." If you don't do something crazy, how can you reach the top? Do you really think that those big families are bedbugs that you don't know how to resist if you step on them? My friend, there is a wise saying in my hometown, wealth and danger are sought, you should understand the meaning of this sentence!"

Kuban suddenly couldn't find anything to say, and many times when it was necessary to be ready for battle, Commander Cao didn't seem to be serious enough. But the words he said were often rough and unreasonable. Kuban's mentality of cooperating with him is indeed like this, if Commander Cao doesn't have such a unique personality, how can Kuban trust him so much?

"Boss Cao, seriously, how sure are you about this? Is it reliable or not? Old man Ao, they are still waiting for news, how should I reply to them? Do you want them to wait indefinitely?" Out of concern and caution, Cuban still asked with a lot of mouth. Since it is gambling, of course, there is no fixed number, but because it is related to Captain Cao, Cuban felt the need to ask, Captain Cao doesn't like to play those games that he is not prepared for, and he will definitely want to win if he wants to play. In addition, Cuban also felt that it was not easy to pacify the group of raiders, who had already been impatient to wait, and felt that they were about to rush into Montana and kill all sides in a minute.

"No matter how you say that others are also Saint-level powerhouses, I haven't seen how I know how sure I am. Commander Cao also simply threw Kuban a completely unreliable answer, paused, and continued: "As for the brothers of the raiding group, it is too simple, let them wait for the day when I will compete with Hoiberg." When that day comes, the game between the two of us is bound to be a top priority, and Montana's defense is definitely at its weakest, perfect for their sudden moves. The signal is even simpler, if I kill Hoiberg, it will inevitably cause a huge upheaval, and they will just have this opportunity to rush in and add fuel to the fire. If I'm unfortunate enough to hang up, I won't let Hojberg feel better, and they can rush in and take advantage of the fire, help me get revenge, and make this basket bigger. By the way, let them take these two little kids out when the time comes. ”

Captain Cao pointed to the two Spartan boys, and explained his plan clearly in three sentences. If you want to say what is open-minded, Captain Cao's mentality is the best illustration, if you win, you will kill all sides, even if you can't do others, you must be willing to cripple others. Looking at the ruthless face of Captain Cao, you can know that he is definitely not joking, and he also has a perverted gambler character. If it were someone else, who would be extremely excited to know that he was going to face the anger of the Saint-level powerhouse? What's even funnier is that Regiment Leader Cao is no longer restrained, and he is still cheeky to lie here, as if he is addicted to prison food......

Kuban is also a smart person, he knows very well that as long as Commander Cao decides, he can't change it at all, so he can only do it according to Commander Cao's plan. Betting all his wealth on Commander Cao? That's for sure. Life is a big gamble, and Cuban feels that he can also let it go, and he feels that Captain Cao's life is unimaginably hard.

Captain Cao's suspicions were also confirmed in the next few days, and when the news of the death shadow death in the gladiatorial arena reached the Wind Sword Saint Hoiborg, this Saint Rank powerhouse who had been silent for decades had finally decided to step into the world again, and he was already on his way to Montana. His news has also been reached to Hank, telling Hank to spare Captain Cao's life, and he wants to see with his own eyes the orc who killed his only personal disciple.

Hank was suddenly pardoned, and he felt that the God of Light had not abandoned him, but was just testing his mentality. The death of Shadow of Death put Fever Arena under great pressure, but at the same time, it did make Fever Arena a lot more famous. Captain Cao killed the Shadow of Death, but forced Hoiberg out of the mountain, which is simply the special care of Hank by the God of Light. At any other time, it would have been impossible for Hank to invite this self-cultivation saint-level powerhouse. The Saint-Rank powerhouse took action in person, and he was still worried that he would not be able to kill Captain Cao? Hank even felt that this was the second spring of his entire career, and he felt that he could take advantage of the situation to hype up and make this game beautiful.

Hank did exactly that, even before he knew what Hoiberg meant, and Hank was already selling tickets and preparing for the game. This time the tickets were doubled to an already astonishing extent, and Hank's opportunity was quite well grasped. People who have the money to buy sky-high tickets will definitely not be stingy to spend a little more, this is the current consumption concept. Where do ordinary people have the opportunity to see the existence of such a national treasure as a saint-level powerhouse? If you miss this opportunity, you will have to wait for the next life, and others can have unlimited appeal if they are just a name, and this is the powerful charm of the saint-level powerhouse.

The overwhelming number of small newspapers also spread among Montana, with headlines such as "The Return of the Sword Master of the Wind for Revenge", "The Peak Duel between Humans and Orcs", and "The Ultimate of World Attention", and the hype was outrageous. But the public just likes this kind of unreliable, and by the time Hojberg arrived in Montana, tickets to the Arena of Fever had become hard to come by...... (To be continued.) )