Chapter 163
Commanding Wind and Cloud Chapter 163
Qian Jin was secretly sighed watching Boss Liang's attitude towards Fantu Kunge and Duren Burg being completely different, any book mentions Fighter of Zhenk Sovereign Dynasty, it is always It is said that it is a group that is respected by the entire Sovereign Dynasty and even Sovereign Emperor Your Majesty, but it is not clear that the Fighter who is truly respected is not the lowest layer Fighter, but the Fighter with great strength.
"You three get ready to go." General Feng waved: "Pack up your weapons, and then go to the military depot to get a piece of soft leather armor."
No The young mercenary all cast envious glances at the three who left. As a mercenary, any equipment must be paid for and added to the equipment. A piece of leather soft armor is also a lot of expenses. These three have just started the journey of Fighter. I got the leather armor for free.
Qian Jin found a quiet tent and thought about it, but he still didn't take out the Horse-chopping Blade from Battle Dimension. After all, it was both a bow and a knife. Hanging a pot of arrows, he walked back to the line with Iron Essence forging's battle weapon Shooting Moon Bow.
mercenaries don't pay much attention to Qian Jin and his strong bow, good Fighter is always melee weapon like sword, spear and sword, unless you are Marksman of Yiyu Bloodline Aristocratic Family, or archer's status is never will not be too high, even if the strong bow in his hand looks very beautiful, it is just... a fake!
Some of the children of high-ranking officials and noble families are not strong, but they want to be handsome, they will customize some weapons that are very beautiful, look well-made, seem to be very powerful, but are terrible.
If there is demand, there will naturally be a market. The virtual smithing technique is also very popular in the big cities of the Sovereign Dynasty. Every weapon looks like a battle weapon, and its real use may be even greater. No bird can be shot dead.
mercenary's attention is more on Fantu Kunge, who is not a Bloodline Fighter at this age but already a Subduing Demon Fighter, enough to attract anyone's attention, maybe we will meet again in the future If there is a chance, it is better to make a little relationship in advance.
Duren Burg carried a two-foot longspear on his shoulders, and walked forward as if no one else was there, the gun body was placed on it with his arms, and it was pressed slightly curved, showing that the gun body has a good shape. The elasticity of the gun, only the tip of the gun glowed a little cold light under the sunlight.
The mercenaries didn't pay much attention to Duren Burg and his longspear, an ash wood gun was nice, but not really a good spear.
Qian Jin glanced at the tip of Duren Burg's gun, and there was a hint of approval in his eyes. It turned out to be the tip of a battle weapon grade. It was just an ordinary ash wood gun. There was indeed a hidden the meaning of.
The three Thousand-man Commanders led people to check and said that no contraband was found, and General Feng waved his hand to release the caravan.
The three of Qian Jin walked in the middle of the team with weapons, and they kept observing all around like those mercenaries.
【Demon Race is the sworn enemy of Zhenk Sovereign Dynasty. ]
This iron law has long been deeply imprinted in the minds of every citizen of the Zhenk Sovereign Dynasty, but what does the Demon Race look like? What is their way of life? Not all Zhenk Sovereign Dynasty citizens know it.
Qian Jin only knows the introduction in the book, and has never seen what the Demon Race looks like.
Leaving the fortress, the atmosphere of the caravan became more tense. All the mercenaries showed their professional qualities. The two rushed forward to do scouts to inquire about the situation. Other mercenaries Watching all around with tensed nerves.
There is an area between Zhenk Sovereign Dynasty and Demon Race that is not under the jurisdiction of the influence of both parties. The width of each place is different. Far away, even several hundred li roads, do not belong to either party. Jurisdiction, the nearest even only needs a dozen or more li or even a few miles, as a buffer zone between the two sides.
If the border line is just a foot apart, then it is natural to have to fight every day. After these years of battle experience, the two sides have tacitly maintained a certain distance.
The uncontrolled area between Demon Race and Zhenk Sovereign Dynasty is about 150 miles away. In this area that is not under the jurisdiction of Zhenk Sovereign Dynasty and Demon Race, it belongs to thieves and robbers. Heaven, whether it's the robbers of the Demon Race or the humanity bandits of the Zhenk Sovereign Dynasty, and the mounted bandit of the Barbarian Race, all gather here.
It's not uncommon to see Barbarian Race, Demon Race, and humanity in a robbery team at the same time.
The caravans employ mercenary to guard, to a large extent, to guard against the robbers on the way of this section of the road.
The caravan walked a few miles away, and suddenly a crisp and arrogant coldly snorted sounded on the carriage.
Qian Jin's eyes swept out of the corner of his eye, and he immediately understood who the beautiful and arrogant female Magician was for, Duren Burg!
The caravan had only traveled a few miles, and Duren Burg was already very familiar with the driver. By this time, he was already sitting on the carriage, leaning against the straw, smoking a cigarette, and enjoying the ride. The sunlight shines, and the gentle breeze is felt. It is as relaxing as going out on an outing, without the sense of urgency and security that a guard should have.
The driver sitting in the Duren Burg beside driving the car is the driver of the third big car! A cigarette that Duren Burg handed to him was tucked in his large, rough hand, and faint blue smoke wafted all around the brim of his hat.
Is it? He also found something wrong with the driver? There was a trace of doubt in Qian Jin's eyes, and suddenly there was an eagle cry in the sky.
The mercenaries who were guarding suddenly became nervous. The two archer mercenaries armed with nanmu bows immediately drew arrows and bows and aimed at the flying eagles in the air.
The Bandit's Pathfinder Eagle! Qian Jin has seen introductions about robbers in books. Some robbers use people to investigate, while others use animals, such as eagles, swallows, and even a running rabbit on the ground.
It's just that rabbits, such a delicious game, often just discover the mercenary of the caravan, and they are shot to death by the mercenary to make dinner game, so the thieves have trained hard for half a year in order to avoid them. Rabbits, which have become the dinner of mercenaries, are rarely used for exploration.
Eagle is a detection method often used by bandits and even the army.
sou sou, two powerful arrows slid into the sky from their bows. The extremely fast arrow speed became higher and higher as the distance rose, and the speed became slower and slower. The wings of the eagle in the sky shook slightly, and its body The one who leaned to the side grabbed the arrow directly with his claws.
It raised its head and chirped a few times in the air, circled around the crowd as if mocking, and threw the arrows to the ground again.
"Cut! You can't even shoot an eagle. This is also called a mercenary?" Abija sneered at the several mercenaries holding bows: "How dare you charge a mercenary fee?"
The cheeks of the two mercenaries who shot arrows were flushed and hot, and they lowered their heads directly. No matter why the eagles flew much higher than ordinary eagles, it was still very embarrassing for the mercenary to miss the shot.
Other mercenary heard Abija's words, and their faces showed varying degrees of anger. Since the days of joining the caravan, they have heard her cold words almost every day, but they have the strength of Third Grade Magician , again a member of the Magic Guild.
"Aiya, it seems that you archers and Fighters will always need our Magician's support. Without our great Magician, you will not be able to function at all." Abija held the exquisite magic staff, Slowly stood up from the goose feather cushion, and the magic robe with the same red skirt fluttered in the wind: "Let me help you, let you know how mysterious and powerful existence magic is."
Abija Slowly raising the exquisite magic staff in her hand, she gently chanted the magic activated, and the mental strength communicated with the ruby on the magic staff little by little. Chosen by magic.
Qian Jin smiled weakly when he saw Abija's performance. Many Magicians have this strange hobby. Whenever they have time, they should show off their magic singing ability. They would rather slowly adjust mental strength to gather Magic Element. Don't do it the simpler and more effective way. If she goes to play against Hades, ten small lives are now cleaned up by Hades.
"O Elf of Fire Element, please listen to my summon to appear!" The magic staff in Abija's hands shone with red rays of light, which twisted and gradually formed a rocket: "Inspire! Fire arrow technique! Knock down that humble target!"
The rocket slammed into the sky with a 'bang', an eagle with an incomparable imposing manner, and it went even more Leaving a faint red mark, as if to set the sky on fire.
The eagle saw the flying shot of the rocket, and turned around in the air, the pair of wide wings suddenly merged against the rocket, setting off a strong wind, and the rocket that charged bravely became smaller and smaller under the wind. In the end, it turned into a tiny flame, and then disappeared cleanly.
The caravan was extraordinarily quiet for a while. Qian Jin saw that the faces of the mercenaries were blushing. He wanted to laugh but didn't want to offend Magician, so he resisted the blushing, imposing manner like this The mighty rocket was fanned out by the eagle's wings. This kind of thing is far more embarrassing than the bow and arrow being caught by the eagle.
“hā hā hā hā hā hā…”
The quiet caravan burst into a burst of happy laughter, and Duren Burg rolled back and forth on the straw of the carriage happily. , wiping the tears from the corner of his eyes with his palm holding the cigarette.
"Interesting! It's so much fun!" Duren Burg looked at Abija out of breath, laughing: "I said pretty girl, you think traveling is too boring and you do funny things on purpose Did we play? It's fun! It's so fun! I said if you can't find a job in the future, you might as well go to the circus and perform. For example, if you send a rocket and let a mouse blow it out, this is absolutely It's very promising."
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