In the wasteland, on the dry dirt road, a caravan was walking slowly, with more than a dozen cars, but protected by a team of dozens of mercenaries. Everyone was chatting while walking, and seemed to be talking about the profits this time. Many people
There was a smile all over his face.
On the hill in the distance behind them, a group of cavalry appeared silently. Their lances were shining brightly, their armor was bright, and they silently watched the caravan in front of them. They were not ordinary bandits at all, they were regular troops.
A man who looked like a general turned his head to look at the magician beside him, and suddenly asked: "Are you sure you are right?"
"That's right!" The magician nodded and pointed to the caravan: "The thing is on someone in that caravan."
The general reached out and drew out the sword from his waist, pointing it towards the sky. Following his actions, all the cavalrymen held their breath and watched the bright sword swing down and point at the caravan: "
kill!"
Boom, as if the guns of the cavalry regiment were ignited, hundreds of cavalry began a massive charge towards the caravan.
Hearing the sound of the hooves of a large group of people charging from behind, the few caravan guys at the back had not had time to react to what had happened. The sharp lances of the cavalry had already penetrated the few guys at the back. Then.
As these guys died, the mercenaries picked up their weapons very fiercely and began to face these crazy cavalry. There were bursts of red light in everyone's eyes, as if what they were facing was not a regular one.
cavalry, but a rabble.
"Let's go!" Someone suddenly shouted, and then, a figure appeared from the caravan like a ghost, and jumped directly onto the most powerful-looking horse at the front of the caravan. The big man shook his hands, and his hips
The dismounted war horses shot out like arrows.
Not far in front of the wasteland is the border of the principality on the other side. As long as they rush across the border, the army behind them can't do anything to them, unless they want to provoke a war. However, even if they dare to provoke a war, as long as they have what they have on them
If he shows it, the army of the principality here will escort him to a safe place just like protecting the king.
Close! Close! The national border is already in sight, and the principality army over there also saw his strange ride. Whoosh, the war horse took him across the principality border over there, and the cavalry team behind him was still going crazy.
Rushing over here.
"That batch of spices and magic cores are all the property of the principality!" The big man shouted, and the army here seemed to react and quickly formed a protective formation to protect him. Since this guy said this, it meant
The goods worth tens of millions behind him belong to the army here, or in other words, to the people in front of him.
"Stop! Do you want to start a war?" The team leader who had received the goods shouted at the cavalry rushing over, as if to make them stop with the threat of war.
"Hand over that man and his belongings, or I will give you war now!" The general's words left no room for hesitation, and the cavalry showed no intention of slowing down. While the general spoke, a figure had already floated into the air.
.
"Magician!" Looking at the crazy cavalry rushing over and the figures in the sky, the leader shouted in surprise and quickly left his position, for fear of blocking the path of the cavalry. The soldiers behind him looked like birds and beasts.
They spread out, exposing the big man behind them.
The big man just thought he was safe, but when he saw this scene, he couldn't help shouting: "You idiots, do you know what I'm carrying?" Unfortunately, he only shouted this sentence, and the rest of the words could not be said again.
Not exported.
"Hoo!" There was a sudden sound, and the big man immediately felt a pain in his body, but there was not much sharp pain. However, the magnificent war horse under him suddenly felt his legs go weak and slowly fell down.
on the ground.
At this time, the big man on the horse felt the severe pain in his body, and the blood line on his chest became more and more obvious. When he realized this, he couldn't help but scream, and then his voice was suddenly cut off, and his upper body was like this
Suddenly he rolled down and blood flowed all over the ground.
The figure of the magician suddenly appeared behind him. Suspended in the air, he looked at the guy's body, snorted coldly, leaned over and searched him carefully. After a while, he took off a piece from his leg.
It looked like a piece of animal skin like leggings. Holding this piece of animal skin, the magician took out an incomplete magic scroll from his chest. When the two were put together, they fit together perfectly.
"Have you found it?" The sound of horse hooves and the general's anxious question came from behind.
"Found it! The second one!" The magician raised the animal skin and scroll in his hand for the general to see. He held the animal skin and scroll tightly with both hands, as if holding some rare treasure. His fingers kept moving.
The mark on the scroll was rubbed.
"There is another one, I'm afraid I can't catch him back." The general also stared at the mark closely, with the same eager eyes, as if looking at a lot of gold coins and a group of beauties. He waved his hand: "Withdraw troops!" The cavalry behind him
, lined up neatly in a marching queue, and returned to the other side of the border. On the road, there were a lot of cars carrying huge amounts of cargo and corpses on the ground.
"Master, tell me, what does this sign of Master Antonio mean?" The general and the magician rode horses side by side. On the horse, the general couldn't help but be curious and asked the magician carefully.
"I don't know." The magician answered bluntly, looking down at the sign: "Maybe it's some kind of strange magic pattern!"
The symbol that the magician is rubbing with his fingers is a golden circle with a lot of what the magician calls magic patterns inside. If you look closely, you will see that it is a Chinese character "Han" in standard regular script, very neat.
In the royal palace of the capital, the general knelt down on the ground with a bang and kowtowed crazily to the lofty Majesty the King.
"Your Majesty, I am incompetent. Of the three stolen scroll bases, only two were recovered." The general in charge was very unwilling to accept such a result. However, the situation was not under his control. No matter how furious he was, it would not help.
I can only carefully tell the truth to His Majesty the King.
"Pa", a finely crafted tea bowl turned into pieces at his feet, and a majestic female voice came as if it were real: "Are all your Imperial Guards just doing it for a living? So little.
Do you mess up even small things?" Although there was no hint of anger in her voice, people who are familiar with her know that Her Majesty is in this state and is in a state of rage.
However, everyone knows that the more furious Your Majesty is, the calmer she becomes. She rarely loses her calmness of thinking because of her anger, and is so calm that it is scary.
"The leader of the escort team responsible for guarding the base of the scroll will die! All team members will be sent to the battlefield to atone for their sins!" His Majesty's voice came next, and began to announce the punishment of those responsible for this incident: "Your subordinates are responsible for
The team that pursues and recovers the scroll will have its leader level up, and the entire team will be rewarded with a hundred gold coins. Those who have not found it will all go to the battlefield to reflect!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" The general did not dare to say anything else. Moreover, meritorious deeds must be rewarded, and delinquencies must be punished. This is an iron law in the military, and His Majesty's treatment was fair.
"The magician who guards the base of the scroll!" When His Majesty spoke, the magicians all looked respectful. When they heard His Majesty's topic turned to magicians, the leading magician hurriedly spoke out the punishment result: "
Your Majesty, they have neglected their duties and punished them to go to the battlefield to atone for their sins together with the members of the escort."
"Pass my order!" His Majesty seemed quite satisfied with the magician's handling and quickly began to announce new orders.
Hearing that His Majesty was about to issue an order, everyone, including the civil servants on both sides, braced themselves to listen, for fear of missing a word.
"Master Antonio's scroll base, no matter what grade it is, will be listed as a national strategic resource from now on. Those who steal it privately, trade it, or transport it will be sent directly to the gallows!" This theft incident finally prompted His Majesty to make a decision.
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Everyone shouted in unison. No one dared to persuade him at this time, for fear of offending His Majesty again.
"Wait!" His Majesty suddenly changed his words: "It's too slow to get on the gallows. Once discovered, he will be killed on the spot! The person who stole the base of the scroll will be punished by the nine tribes after he is found out!"