Commanding Wind and Cloud

Nodding vigorously, this is the second time I have heard about the requirement to become a city lord. Fabredis also said something similar last time, but General Feng is talking about the conditions for becoming a city lord, and the difficulty seems to be much greater.

"Come on!" General Feng shook the brown cloak behind him, strode forward and said, "Going to the Demon Race, you must have an identity, right? Maybe this time is really luck. Normally, there are very few caravans passing by in the earth castle, but this time there happened to be one."

"Caravan?" I feel very motivated and lucky. The caravan, whether it is the Zhence Dynasty in the east of the mainland, or the Mozu in the west of the mainland, or the demons and the barbarians in the north of the Zhence Dynasty, all take good care of the caravan.

The tea, tobacco leaves, spices and many fruits of the Mozu are all items needed by the people of the Zhence Dynasty. At the same time, the demons also need ceramics, glass and various textiles from the Zhence Dynasty.

Even though the blood of mutual hatred flows in the hearts of the citizens of the Demon Race and the Zhence Dynasty, they will not boycott the exchange economy of the caravan, but each has made clear regulations on military supplies such as weapons, food, and magic crystal fighting stones, and these military supplies must not be sold.

Of course, the profits of these embargoed items are naturally much higher. Whether it is the demons or the humans of the Zhence Dynasty, they also risk their heads to carry out these high-return items.

In the open area not far from the castle, more than 20 carts with two horses were parked nearby, and more than 40 men and women in leather armor and iron armor armed with long guns and steel knives looked around vigilantly.

"Even in the vicinity of a military camp guarded by a large army, you can maintain such vigilance." Mo Jin couldn't help but glance at the mercenary team escorting the goods in front of him, and at the same time secretly wonder what this batch of goods is. Even found a master to pretend to be a coachman?

He was motivated not to look at the driver sitting in the third cart. After two years of experience in the four seasons valley and the endless world of the West Mountain, he had developed a kind of animal instinct. The man wearing a sawtooth straw hat and dirty coarse clothes of a coachman looked no different from an ordinary coachman, but gave him an inexplicable sense of danger.

Looking past the driver of the third cart, a cloud of bright red suddenly bloomed in the convoy full of wind and dust.

Sitting in the fourth cart was not only the driver, but also a young female magician. The red magic robe was specially modified and processed. It didn't have the unfavorable fatness of ordinary magic robes, but gave people a very artistic look.

A ruby ​​the size of a goose egg is inlaid on the top of a beautifully carved mahogany staff, and pieces of silver flakes are decorated to wrap the staff. Anyone who looks at it can feel its great value.

The female magician felt the enthusiasm to look at her eyes, and gently pushed the wide magic hat on with her staff, revealing a beautiful oval face, long black hair softly resting on her slightly protruding chest, and a hint of pride between her brows.

Motivated to understand the source of the young female magician's pride, there are three golden stars on her chest, which symbolizes that she is a third-level magician. Although there is still a long way to go from a tenth-level magician or even a great magician beyond the tenth-level magician, it is already very rare at her age.

A slightly fat man in a robe with a pattern of gold coins jumped out of the car and trotted all the way to General Feng. He nodded and bowed with a professional smile on his face, and said, "General, you can check our goods as soon as possible. Otherwise, we won't be able to pay for the delay."

A small bag containing gold coins was unknowingly handed over to General Feng's long-sleeved robe when the man bent down and nodded his head.

Seeing the enthusiasm, he praised again and again, the ability to hand in money and bribes flowed smoothly, just like soldiers training the skill of splitting swords, it has reached an almost instinctive level.

The three thousand households also looked at different positions at this time, pretending not to see the businessman's bribery. The frontier army is also very hard work on weekdays. It has become an implicit rule to find some pocket money from the caravan, and the leaders of the caravan are also very aware of these things.

General Feng dragged his sleeves and flung his hands behind him, straightened his back slightly, nodded with a happy smile on his face, gave the three thousand households a search look, and then turned his gaze back to the leader of the caravan: "Boss Liang has always been a legal businessman of my Zhence Dynasty, and I have always believed in it. This time, brother, I want to trouble Boss Liang with a small matter, I don't know..."

"Just tell the general if you have any orders." Boss Liang bent his waist quickly, his eyes narrowed into a thin line with a smile: "I don't know, what is the general's business?"

"It's not a big deal." General Feng raised his hand and pointed at the three of them: "The family of these three boys has shown kindness to me in the past. Isn't this grown up and wants to go out into the world? I want to ask Boss Liang if he is interested in hiring these three boys to be bodyguards once, and let them open their eyes."

"Hmph! Another few low-level fighters who want to spend some mercenary funds!"

The clear and clear voice like a bird, full of strong arrogance, floated disdainfully from the thin red lips of the female magician in the fourth cart, causing many mercenaries to nod secretly.

"Aibijia!" Boss Liang glanced back at the female magician, with a smile on his face again, and slowly straightened his waist, which would bend whenever he met anyone, and said in front of the three of them, "I don't know, what is the strength of these three fighters? We are going to the Demon Clan this time, and my lord knows that there are a lot of robbers in the Demon Clan..."

Aibijia's thin lips are pursed high, as if she could hang on to a soy sauce bottle. Her brown eyes are full of disdain and arrogance. As the youngest magician in the Eternal Flow Crystal Magic Tower, she has not yet entered the Advanced Magic Academy. She has already been absorbed by the Eternal Flow Magic Guild. This time she is just going out for training, so why should she care about the faces of a few low-level fighters?

The mercenaries in charge of guarding nodded in unison. Although there is also a "Magic Code" on the Demon Race side that stipulates that human caravans cannot be robbed, there are still many demon mercenaries or adventurers who will guest-play robbers on the caravans of the Zhence Dynasty.

Guarding such a convoy, the mercenaries already felt a little strenuous and worried, and with these three new fighters, wouldn't they have to allocate manpower to protect it in case of a battle?

For a while, the faces of the mercenaries were not very good-looking, and there was a hint of resistance between their brows.

Fentu Kuangge raised his brows, as a descendant of the Fentu family, even if he met a bloodline warrior, he would fight for it, so how could he bear such contemptuous and contemptuous looks from others.

The fighting spirit of the demon-falling warrior erupted from Fentu Kuangge's body in an instant! Sitting on the carriage, the body of the coachman who covered half of his face with a straw hat shook slightly, and two cold lights shot out from the dark shadow of the straw hat.

The watchful eyes of the guarded mercenaries also focused on Fentu Kuangge for an instant, and they were so shocked that they didn't know what to say.

Demon Warrior! Such a young demon warrior? The fat on Boss Liang's face was throbbing because of the twitching, his small eyes shone with unbelievable light, and he was shocked in his heart: I thought it was the frontier army who wanted to send three people in to earn money, but I didn't expect that there would be a demon-subduing soldier among the three!

In just an instant, the mercenaries' previous conflicting emotions disappeared. In this kind of life-threatening business, strength is the best stepping stone! Regardless of the strength of the other two, at least one demon-falling warrior can join, that is a great addition to the combat power.

"Okay, okay, okay!" Boss Liang raised his thumb and said with a smile on his face, "The person introduced by General Feng is naturally a strong one."

General Feng smiled unrestrainedly and said nothing, thinking in his heart: Are you satisfied with the strength of a Fentu Kuangge? If you saw the strength of Duan Feng Bu Er and this drive, I'm afraid you would not agree to them joining the caravan. Three such strong young people join a small caravan, and a fool will know that there is a problem.

Sensitive to General Feng's gaze, he nodded quickly, expressing that he understood what the other party was worried about.

When Boss Liang looked at Fentu Kuangge again, the look in his eyes was obviously very different from before, even the degree of bending over was much bigger than before.

As a businessman, you must have an investment vision. Boss Liang has strong confidence in this. He is a demon warrior at such a young age, and he knows that his future development will not be too low.

"I don't know, what is the name of this soldier?"

As Boss Liang handed out a pack of cigarettes from his sleeve, Duan Fengbuer's eyes lit up immediately, and he snatched the cigarette away with his hand, saying, "He's called Feng Yi, I'm Feng Er, and that one is Feng San. Feng Yi doesn't smoke this cigarette. Fortunately, I still smoke it, so I won't waste your kindness. Huh? The quality of these cigarettes...is not as good as the ones I got these days~~ Forget it! Just smoke some!"

Boss Liang's slightly pale face turned a little blue. It is understandable that these names are obviously fake names. Many great fighters have done similar jobs before they became famous, but they will use fake names in the future because they don't want people to know.

It's just... Boss Liang's heart aches for the pack of cigarettes. He planned to make friends with a young demon warrior, but he didn't expect to be taken away by a warrior who is not a demon warrior. Moreover, the cigarettes were taken away as soon as they were taken away. In the end, he said that the quality of the cigarettes was not good!

"Do you think gold-quality cigarettes are easy to get?" Boss Liang smiled and cursed Duanfengbuer in his heart, "It's luck for me to get silver-quality cigarettes!"

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