"You look so tender."

When the giant man spoke, his eyelids kept twitching.

During an early swamp expedition, a poisonous insect destroyed the nerves on his face. In the years since then, he has become more sinister every time he speaks harshly.

Ken didn't answer.

Fei Lang carried him slowly to the dirt road.

Quema raised his spear, and the wolf riders and edgers reorganized their ranks and blocked the other end of the road.

The fangs are sharp and blood is dripping.

The looters were a little scared, and the bobcats below showed fear and kept pacing, ready to flee the scene at any time.

"Don't be afraid, just kill these chicks and let's go back and eat wolf meat."

The giant man started to speak, but he looked languid. He had no choice but to pull out the whip from his waist and repeated it again, thus stabilizing the morale of the team.

[Hostile: Marauders]

[Quantity: 7]

[Grade: C]

[Dirty deeds, shameful ambitions, and nothing more than a group of fools who bully the weak and fear the strong.]

Whoosh——

Something pierced the air, and then, an arrow hung in front of Kuima's eyes.

Ken reached out and grabbed it.

In terms of agility alone, he can crush anyone here.

"Be smart and get that bow back."

He spoke in a soft voice, full of excitement, and the fool in the crowd who fired arrows for a sneak attack felt a chill on his back.

"Kill them all!"

The giant man roared and pounced on Ken.

The bobcat under his crotch is very old, one eye is blind, and its skin is covered with large and small scratches.

The looters followed closely behind.

Ken commanded the team to calmly respond to the enemy.

Kuima also lowered his spear, and the gray subspecies wolf carried him through the crowd like lightning.

He kept an eye on the mean archer.

The war drum beats in the chest, and the heart is full of longing.

Since Mr. Ken asked for this bow by name, he will go and get it back.

A few months ago, these people were just tribal warriors who had never seen the world, and their sentry posts might not be as useful as scarecrows in the berry fields.

If you don't have enough manpower, you'll basically take a detour when you see looters.

This winter, I am used to seeing death.

The "survivors" almost became "wanderers", and the grief and anger accumulated over the past few days gave them the courage to face the enemy.

At this time, facing the sword, I didn't feel much fear.

But everyone is clear: their ability to obtain mounts and fight back through blood and collisions is not the confidence they gain from hunting beasts for days...

It's because [Santon Kaya] has a new battle banner.

Ken jumped high into the sky, the steel sword hanging above his head, and blue flames wrapped around his well-proportioned muscles.

He first slashed him vertically, then kicked the opponent off his mount. He jumped off immediately, letting the two beasts bite each other behind him.

Feilang King's skin was scratched by sharp claws.

Determination flashed in its eyes, and it bit the lynx's neck in response to the attack. Its arrogant limbs pushed forward, and a shrill wail came from the mountain road.

The marauders' henchmen pounced on them brandishing hunting knives.

Ken used his steel sword to fight off, grabbed one of the guys by the neck, and then walked straight through the crowd a few steps away.

[You inspired the team, and the enemy was intimidated by your bravery.]

Kuima rushed to the rear, and the two harassing archers shot in the wrong direction. The wolf riders also came to assist in time. The Hayden dogs and bobcats raised by the opponent were running around in the field mindlessly.

"If you want a share of the pie, you can have a good talk."

The giant man raised his fleshy cheeks, and the sincerity of the negotiation could not be seen from the twitching corners of his eyes.

Ken let go of the unconscious man, holding the steel sword firmly, and said in a calm tone: "I just want this lining of yours."

"When you die..." The giant man felt humiliated. He pulled out the steel rod to fight back and cursed viciously. "I will hang it on your corpse!"

Ken stepped back and let a headshot hit him.

The weapon had a strong northern style. The bone rod and steel were kneaded together without any sense of art, and there were incompletely polished coats of arms on the iron buckle.

Juhan's attacks are full of loopholes.

He has not yet woken up from the winter, and his muscles lack exercise, so he is a bit weaker than the Ice Apostle who is always beating himself up in desperate situations.

Ken twitched his wrist and cut off the opponent's fingers with the blade.

He frowned and put away his blocking movements, feeling that there was no need to waste the durability of the steel sword. Instead, he got close and engaged in hand-to-hand combat. He hit his face with two elbows, and then deftly kicked away the weird stick.

"Oh no, don't get it dirty."

While Ken grabbed the giant man's hand and blocked his mouth, he turned the steel sword and stabbed it into his throat.

In the distance, the blade of the sword and the battle ax collided.

By the time the sun set in the west, the marauders had been defeated.

[End of battle: Injury x3, reputation x30.]

Ken glanced into the distance, and the man lying in the carriage shrank his head.

He pursed his lips and smiled, not in a hurry to go over.

This khaki [pressed placket lining] was like a "cardigan" when worn on the giant man, but it was a little loose on me. I put on the vest and sword buckle again.

Elegant manners and calm expression.

A knight from southern Xinjiang was born!

But Ken did not ride on a horse, but on a wolf. He had a group of northern warriors under his command, and they were reporting the spoils to him one by one.

But after Zhan Jing praised him, he only got a pair of shoes.

[Pistonk military boots]

[Quality: Excellent]

[Durability: 86%]

Kuima walked towards it, his face stained with blood, some of it his own and most of it the enemy's.

"Mr. Ken, you have such a good sense. This bow is quite good. It has six strings and can draw at least two hundred steps."

"Sounds like you're pretty good at it?"

The tribal spearman was a little embarrassed. He replied thoughtfully: "I have learned how to throw spears and draw bows. The seniors said that my accuracy is not bad."

Ken didn't care about this weapon. He just glanced at it, confirmed that it was [Quality: Excellent], and said, "Keep it and practice your archery skills."

His eyes became focused.

The experience value rolled up into a whirlpool and disappeared like a flood. The originally abundant inventory suddenly bottomed out.

[Follower: Kuima (Advanced)]

[Identity: Falcon Shooter]

[Attitude: awe]

[Qualification: 2.5 Wisdom: 1.8]

Kuima knelt down on one knee and took the weapon from Zhan Jing again using tribal etiquette.

He closed his eyes and accepted a period of pretending to be a ghost, but it was actually to cover up the "blessing" that instilled experience points.

When he gets up again...

The figure became more symmetrical, the impetuousness in his eyes disappeared, and he became calmer and restrained.

But what remained unchanged was the yearning he showed when he looked at Zhan Jing.

The onlookers cheered.

The wolf riders and edgers were envious but not jealous. They were just full of expectations for the future, and their movements to clean up the battlefield were much quicker.

Ken was dressed neatly, walked towards the convoy with his hands behind his back, knocked on the door beam, and asked the shivering crowd inside: "The smuggler who leads the team, or the guide who leads the way, whoever can speak well will do."

He looked back at the battlefield and added something seemingly unintentionally.

"We have no ill intentions. If no one is willing to talk to us, then just find a way to escape. I will take people out of here."

Kuima turned around and snickered.

If these guys were left to spend the night outdoors in the wilderness, they would almost be waiting for death.

But it was also a relief. I risked my life to save this group of people, and I didn't even hear a "thank you".

After a while, someone stood up in the corner.
Chapter completed!