"Who wins and who loses, and what does it have to do with us? Thirty years ago, when the LTTE took control of this place, we were destitute.

The Brotherhood of Swords has been in control of this place for thirty years, and our lives have not changed much, and I believe that it is still not much better to be replaced by the Lyssermans.

I heard that the real masters of the Lythman Kingdom are those mysterious and cruel witches, the reason why the Lesserman Kingdom is so barbaric is because they worship the so-called totem spirits, try to keep the whole land as it is, they do not allow those Lythermen to build their own cities, pave their own roads, and even allow them to wear more clothes, just to be closer to nature.

It is said that countless old and weak Lyssermen freeze to death every year, but they call it natural selection.

Can't you live this primitive and barbaric life? ”

"I agree with the first half of what you say, but the rhetoric about the kingdom of Lytheman is pure rumor, and those Lytherman witches, though they are strict, are not as brutal as you say, and those Lysermen follow them voluntarily and voluntarily follow that way of life, just as the inhabitants of the Great Valley are willing to follow the druids and choose to blend in with nature.

They have been fighting against Serge's invasion for so many years, but they have never invaded their neighbors, and many of the Lysermans come to the Great Valley for the winter, and they also maintain self-sufficient grazing, never plundering from the natives.

Not before, I believe it won't be in the future, Jugu can have a relatively peaceful life, and it is also thanks to them.

If they wanted to seize control of Usmail, they would have been at war with the Brotherhood of Swords a long time ago, not now.

The main reason for doing this now is to do the grain at the dock, which I believe is very important to the Lesserman Kingdom.

The Brotherhood's actions stabbed them in the soft underbelly, forcing them to act.

They are afraid that they are not so interested in the control of Usmail City. ”

"I hope so, it's useless to think more, this matter is not something we can participate in, no matter who wins in the end, we can only passively accept it."

The ordinary people of Usmail City, with an extremely keen sense of smell, all went back to their homes before the conflict between the two sides officially broke out, especially those whose homes were located on the main road, and observed the situation through the cracks.

Although the Brotherhood of Swords has a home-field advantage here, except for those who have a direct relationship with them, the hearts of the others are not on their side, and their past style of behavior is too greedy and harsh.

However, the Lethman people are full of endless worries, even for the neighbor of the Great Valley, the Lethman Kingdom is a relatively closed and mysterious place, and the wind is not particularly good, especially their way of life, for most intelligent life, it is extremely harsh, and it is difficult to adapt.

The Brotherhood of Swords is very experienced in street fighting, and does not try to block the Lessermans along the streets, but only distracts their own men and gives each other a chance to break through.

After learning that the Lyssermen were coming out, they resolutely gathered their men back and gathered them all at the port docks.

This is the best and emptiest place in the entire city of Usmail, and it is also the lair of the Brotherhood of Swordsmans.

As long as you hold this place firmly in your own hands, it is equivalent to holding the life gate of the entire city in your hands, and let the people here obey you.

"Leader Patlem, when you were at your most difficult and helpless, we selflessly accepted you and let you have a place to live here, and you repay us in this way?" A middle-aged man stood at the entrance of the pier and shouted.

The man was extremely robust, wearing an armor that was very different from that of Faeron, which was made of animal skins, armor plates, and rivets, layered on top of each other, and felt both its powerful protection and its agility, as well as its extraordinary charm, which exuded subtle and powerful magical fluctuations.

This armor is not a product of Pheun, but a specialty of the Far Eastern Empire, called Mingguang Armor, also known as Far Eastern Mingguang Armor.

It is known as the best armor, and even above the dwarf plate armor, because they have the defensive power comparable to the heavy armor, and the restrictiveness of the human body is only equivalent to the middle armor, and some special general Mingguang armor is even comparable to the light armor, coupled with the Far Eastern Empire's unique Xuanqi magic array, making them very different from the native armor of Feiren in many places.

This kind of armor, which is rare to see on the western shore of the Falling Star Sea, is not uncommon in Usmail City, and the dozen or so tall and strong elites behind this middle-aged man are also wearing the same style of armor, but the magic aura flickering on it is far less powerful than on his body.

This is naturally due to the Seysk's Golden Road, the only road through which the Far Eastern Empire was used for trade and commerce, and the city of Usmail, a close neighbor, naturally followed.

Seeing these Far Eastern Mingguang Armored warriors, Gavin, who was guarded by the Lyssermen people, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, not surprised, he was originally afraid that the strength of this market gang was too weak, and he was intimidated before the battle, so he could not help himself test the combat power of these Lyssermans, nor was it convenient for him to carry out his next plan.

Unexpectedly, they actually supported a group of heavily armored soldiers, which was definitely an out-and-out weapon of mass destruction in the street battles in the market.

Not to mention sticks, even if it is an ordinary sword, it is not easy to break through their defenses.

The Lessermans' previous move of abandoning their weapons and replacing them with clubs now seemed a little too reckless.

The Brotherhood of Swords was also obviously very jealous of the famous unity of the Lythmans, fearing that killing them in large numbers would provoke the retaliation of the entire Lythman's kingdom, so they also changed their weapons to blunt weapons such as clubs.

On the other hand, the Lethmans did not show a trace of fear, but were full of contempt for the soldiers who wore the armor of the Far East, as if they were silently mocking them, treating them as cowards, a group of cowards who only dared to cower behind their armor, and when they broke their armor, they would scream and flee like women who had stripped naked.

"Kindness?" The leader of Patlem said with unconcealed disdain on his face, "We live in tents that we bring with us, drink milk from our own cattle and sheep, eat food collected by our people, and never accept any of your supplies, what kind of kindness do you have to us?"

Speaking of kindness, our fearlesss fought bloodily in Lake Asen, holding back countless murderous Tucans and the monster slaves they drove away, preventing them from continuing westward and harassing the entire Great Valley.

Is this a favor?

But what are you doing?

Is there anything more shameless than that you take this for granted, not only did you not think of helping us fight those invaders, but instead tried to use a little deplorable power in your own hands to blackmail the good people who supported the front line? ”

The Lesserman berserker wasn't that eloquent, of course, and he was now just acting as a microphone, passing on the words of the Lesserman witch beside him.

The three leaders of the Sword Assassination Brotherhood were obviously stunned, as if they didn't expect that a guy who looked extremely rude in his dress would be able to quibble and refute, and then responded with a sneer: "This is not extortion, this is the rules, if a city has no rules, it will already be in chaos, how can it develop and grow?" If it weren't for our coordinated protection, Usmail would have been ravaged by monsters in the wilderness and pirates on the Fallen Star Sea many times, and it would not have the peaceful life it has now.

We take a little bit of it and use it for our own development, and that's a legitimate thing.

As for resisting the invasion of the Tucans, it is not because you have such a good heart, but because you have to do it, and if they break through Lake Asen, you Lethmans will be the first to lose the country.

Don't say it, as if you're doing it to protect the valley and the whole world. ”

"After all, it's not the law of the jungle." The leader of Patlem spat heavily, and said rudely, "Don't talk nonsense, we want the ship to dock and unload today, in order to prevent you from saying that we rob your business, loading and unloading food, we will not accept anything, and still hand it over to the citizens of Usmail City, and the original price will remain the same, is it okay?" Commander Gavin. ”

Gavin comprehended: "Not only can the work of loading and unloading grain be handed over to the citizens of Usmail City, and then the grain will be transported to Asen Lake, we also need a large number of vehicles and manpower, if the citizens of Usmail City are willing to accept employment, whether it is money or food settlement."

In addition to the need to replenish a large number of sea supplies from here, our fleet will also carry a large number of local goods back to the sea, if you are interested in a business trip to the Cormir Kingdom, we will also undertake the corresponding business, and there will be an absolute guarantee of security, along the way, we have not lost a single warship, lost a single crew. ”

This is a great opportunity to win people's hearts, how could Gavin, who knows this well, let it go?

He chose the small city of Giant Valley as the unloading location instead of Sesk's Tefram in order to find a new base for himself in the desperate Eastern Regions.

It is a more effective way to gain a greater sense of identity than to directly use strong force to deter and seize, and to use economic means to assimilate and tie up interests, so as to gain a greater sense of identity and let them elect themselves as their leader or city lord.

This is the experience accumulated in the valley, and it can also be applied to the great valley in a variety of situations.

As soon as Gavin's words came out, it immediately caused a lot of commotion among the citizens of Usmail, who were watching the excitement, because in this way, the relationship between them directly escalated, and it was related to all classes.

Direct access to food is precious to those at the bottom of the ladder, who are the biggest victims of soaring prices, and many are actively preparing supplies for the coming winter.

And for those merchants with small assets, following the other party's fleet to the Cormir Kingdom is an excellent choice.

Although the nomadic army is still 500 kilometers away, anyone with a discerning eye knows that Lake Assen is the last line of defense in front of them, and once this line of defense is broken, with the super mobility of the nomadic army, it will only take three or five days to appear under the city of Usmail.

There is no need for the other party to pour out of the nest at all, only three or five thousand vanguard troops are needed, and one charge can take the city of Usmail.

Although going to the kingdom of Inbutu was a retreat, it was still not safe, and the nomadic army was still able to attack this place along the long coastline of the Eastern Gulf.

How could the Cormier Kingdom, which is separated by the entire Sea of Falling Stars, be safer?

"I know you outsiders have bad intentions." Felican, the three leaders of the Sword Assassination Brotherhood, gritted his teeth.

The other party's policy is vicious and abnormal, it will directly shake the foundation of their Sword Assassination Brotherhood in Usmail City, everyone runs to work for each other, who will pay attention to their Sword Assassination Brotherhood?

From the very beginning, they had a tough attitude to jam the entire port and not let the other party dock to unload the cargo, which was the most correct choice.

"Give you one last chance, get out of the way, and let go of the port." The fanged chieftain Patlem gave an ultimatum.

"No way, unless you step on our corpses." Not to be outdone, Felican held his head high.

"Attack!" Patlem didn't talk nonsense, he waved his hand directly, and with his fanged team, he rushed towards Felican in the lead.

"Tear them apart!" All the fanged squads let out an earth-shattering roar and followed.

The Lessermen looked very savage, but when they charged, they discovered that they were skilled in the use of tactics.

Instead of swarming down the streets towards the Brotherhood of Sword Stabs, they rushed forward in groups of fangs, using the buildings of the streets as cover, although they did not have defensive weapons in their hands.

This is done in order to avoid becoming a fireball spell or a rain of arrows.

However, neither the Brotherhood of Swords nor the Fangs of the Lessermans have been able to unleash large-scale magical attacks such as fireballs.

It's not that there isn't, but they are afraid that the situation will become uncontrollable, and they don't want to offend the forces behind the other side to death, nor do they want to set the city's buildings on fire.

If the latter had happened, there would have been no victors in this battle, and the citizens of Usmail would have hated them to death.

For this reason, Gavin also made a backup preparation, from the moment the Lythmans stepped into Usmail City, the light rain began to fall, not a normal weather change, but a super-druid manipulation of the weather, rain-soaked buildings, the difficulty of fire will be greatly increased.

At the same time, it also made the war extremely unfavorable to the Brotherhood of Swords, like Felican, the magic equipment that was bounced off by the invisible magic shield when the rain was close to half a meter of him was a minority, and most of the Brotherhood of Swords were wearing ordinary cotton armor, and after absorbing enough water, it would make their weight skyrocket from a few kilograms to more than a dozen kilograms.

The Lessermen, who were unarmoured and wore simple animal skin armor, were extremely unaffected.

"Kill!"

These Lysermans ran at an astonishing speed, unaffected by the muddy roads.

The metaphor of the tiger descending from the mountain is very appropriate for them.

Although they did not have the huge physique of a tiger, their momentum was not inferior to that of a fierce tiger, with irresistible ferocity and perseverance in their eyes, and the wooden sticks in their hands were whining by their dancing, and they walked in a completely open and closed way, focusing only on attack.

Many of the swordsman's brothers were stunned, and they didn't even follow the big army to act with them at the first time.

"Block them." Not to be outdone, Felican led his gang elite to rush towards the fanged clan, and he also ignored his own defense and attacked against each other.

They are not as fierce as the Lythers, but they are confident in their armor defenses.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

This is the sound of a solid wooden stick hitting the flesh directly.

While! While! While!

This is the sound of solid wooden sticks hitting metal armor.

Burst! Burst! Burst!

It was the sound of a solid wooden stick tapping on a soggy cotton armor.

Oh! Oh! Oh!

Instead of a wail of pain, the Lessermans who had been struck by a solid wooden stick let out a howl of excitement similar to that of a wild beast, and the red skin of the plateau began to congest, and the green tendons like earthworms bulged out under the muscles, making their already strong and muscular bodies even stronger.

Berserkers are not just the traditional profession of the Lessermans, but go directly into their soul and bloodline, and even those ordinary people who have not yet opened the berserker profession will enter a state similar to berserker after being stimulated, and there will be a small increase in both strength and physique (both +1).

The most striking changes are the berserkers with totem tattoos on their bodies.

Under the surging blood infusion, the magic light flickering on the faces of those totem tattoos was extremely dazzling, and one by one they seemed to come to life, crouching in their bodies in the form of phantoms.

This made the figure of those Lythman berserkers instantly become several laps, which was very visually impactful, and some of the timid ones were shocked on the spot, and they couldn't help but scream, turned around and ran.

These totemic phantoms are not simply bluffing tools, but have real magical effects, at least they can provide blessings for these Lysermans in terms of internal attributes, but they are different from each other.

Those with totemic phantoms such as tigers and giant bears become more powerful and their bodies stronger and stronger.

Those with totemic phantoms such as elk and eagles have noticeably become more sensitive.

The berserkers of Lesserman and the barbarians of Usgar, one east and one west, are called the best barbarians in Feron.

Although the two are separated by thousands of kilometers, whether it is faith, appearance, admiration or customs, there is a world of difference, but in the pursuit of wild power, there is a similarity.

None of them are simply pursuing their own strength, they are all borrowing the power of totem spirits to strengthen themselves.

This gives them a heavy totem boost before activating the Berserk ability, which is only half as strong as Berserk (+2 for Strength and Constitution or +2 for Dexterity), but they don't lose their minds, and they don't have a weakness.

(End of chapter)