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The captain looked at the armor and great god robes on William and others, and then looked at the Canglan family emblem on the convoy and the Nanhuang people in the convoy. He couldn't help but blinked fiercely, as if he couldn't figure out why these three groups of people would gather together.

"These goods are used to exchange for supplies for the 'frontline war'. If you lose one, I'll have your head!" After saying that, William put on his leather gloves, and without even looking at the soldiers who were standing there, he took the knights and left directly.

Indeed, this group of people came to this 'Harinska' to ask for 'frontline war supplies'. A box of goods worth hundreds of silver foxes is a divine rune word! A bag of spices is a 'sun stone'!

This is the right of the Holy Court as the victor, and it is also the supplies that the Southern Wilderness must provide for the front line as the loser. Under this agreement, the Southern Wilderness must affirm the Seven Gods in order to have the right to live and graze in the area divided by the Holy Court in Iberia. Although many things about land in these articles have become meaningless, according to the regulations, the area where the people of the Southern Wilderness are actually allowed to move is only a small piece.

Although, in fact, every time they come to exchange, the middleman will take out more materials so that the price difference can be equalized. But in the agreement, the talisman and sun stone worth thousands of silver foxes are only worth this little money.

In the past, the middleman who collected the materials was Canglan. The priests and knights who were responsible for supervising this matter were generally arranged by Duke Canglan to enjoy in the "Big Wine Pot" and were unwilling to come to such a place to get angry - anyway, the real person in charge of this matter was the cathedral of "Harinska" and Canglan, and there were many things going on here. Anyway, what I should get has been taken, so why come here to destroy other people's interests and make myself unhappy.

As for Canglan, although he had to pay out of his own pocket to make the adults on both sides of the Southern Wilderness and the Holy Court happy, the things they received were many times lower than the market price. Moreover, this kind of strategic materials are often in short supply, and every time you just need to pay the minimum share, and the extra is all yours!

So the regulations have never been strictly enforced.

But this time, the good CEO of the Seven Gods has to settle this account carefully.

Under the behavior of corrupt officials and even aiding the enemy in the local cathedral and Canglan, the victors are like the defeated, and the people of the Southern Wilderness have long forgotten how big the gap is between the Temple Knights of the Holy Court and the Knights of the Cathedral.

"Moss, put up the flag of our mission, we won't wait here." George glanced at a group of guys who had just made trouble not far away, and they had actually "jumped the queue" - obviously, the people who maintained order didn't want these uncles to make trouble again: "It's been so long, and I don't know if someone will come to greet you. It's really not sensible at all."

When the three flags of the Holy Court, Frost Fang, and Canglan were raised in the wind, the knights pushed away the Southern Wilderness caravans of various tribes that were blocking the road ahead and walked directly towards the city gate. The knights even rode on their horses, like the knights of ‘Harinska’, raised their whips, and cleared the way forward amidst shouts and curses. Many Southern Wasteland nobles who were unable to dodge were whipped directly, and some city soldiers responsible for maintaining order were even whipped in the face.

The arrogance was far greater than that of any tribe present.

When the flags of the Holy Court and Frost Fang were planted, some of the people who were originally crowded near the convoy immediately retreated a long distance. Then the Frost Fang Knights and the Dawn Knights all rode on their horses, raised their whips amidst shouts and curses, and left in a dusty manner. Soon a road was opened in front.

Unlike the knights of ‘Harinska’, these knights whipped the people in front of them no matter who blocked the way. Some Southern Wasteland nobles were unable to dodge and even got whipped in the face. In that anger, he picked up something and was about to settle the score, but after seeing clearly who was the one who whipped and scolded, in the eyes of Moss, half of his arrogance immediately disappeared, and he covered his face and stepped back a few steps. After seeing clearly the flag in Moss's hand, he couldn't help but widen his eyes. He never thought that this usually arrogant villain would hold the flag of the Holy Court.

Canglan's flag seemed to explain this, and the three flags standing together seemed to indicate that the Frost King had received the olive branch of the Holy Court under the mediation of Canglan, the middleman.

This signal shocked some people who had a big dispute with Canglan and the Frost King, made some tribes very angry, and made some smart guys couldn't help but smile at Moss.

The tribes that smiled were either close to the Frost King or tribes that lacked resources. In their view, the Frost King must have received great benefits from the Holy Court and Canglan, and through the Frost King, they will also be able to get benefits and meet their demands on land.

Many shamans in these tribes have actually received signals from Soraya or the cultists of ‘Sol’.

The uncertain people in the Southern Wilds whispered to each other and talked about it. Some nobles in the Southern Wilds, who had different thoughts, had sent people to leave the team, intending to report the situation to the tribe as soon as possible. The leaders even took some people away from the caravan, intending to enter the city as soon as possible to discuss the matter with ‘Awali’.

Just as George hoped, things fermented at a very fast speed. He was originally anxious to cut in line, but now he was not in a hurry to cut in line when he saw the figures leaving the crowd.

At this time, the team had passed through groups of people and came to the front, and the team that had just successfully cut in line had just completed the formalities and was about to enter the city. The fat man in the lead looked at William and others coming over, and threw the documents directly on the garrison officer's desk, and couldn't help staring at the group of people for a long time. It seemed that he couldn't understand why these people were more powerful than himself.

It was not the first time that the Holy Court had come, but this group of people looked particularly arrogant.

It was not until this fat man who looked a little silly was patted on the head by Moss with a whip that he came back to his senses.

"Moss'Dabu'?!" The arrogant little fat man turned around and saw the man on the horse behind him, and couldn't help but widen his eyes. Judging from their expressions, the two seemed to have a very good relationship, and their figures were also one big and one small, not much different.

"It's really Moss'Buda'! What good things did you steal? It's only been a few months since we last met, how come you've become a lot stronger?!"

Moss was indeed a lot stronger than when he just left the tribe. It seemed that after he took the four basic potions in the shelter, they all grew on his stomach.

However, this guy's strength now can be compared with Agron.

Originally, his strength exceeded that of the general red knight, and was close to that of the tribe's first warrior, 'Big Silly Bull'. And now, he is qualified to be a reserve member of George's dragon-slaying team, and he has far surpassed that big silly bull.

In the laughter of the two, George vaguely heard the man's name 'Ram', who seemed to be a prince of the eight tribes. But he called Moss 'Dab' - that is, his brother.

The reason for the fight just now seemed to be a conflict in a hunting competition.

It seems to be 'Spring Group Hunting'. According to the time, it's May. It's a bit too late to say it's spring. But at this time, the winter wheat is about to mature, and the seedlings of spring crops have grown up, so it's just right to clear out the beasts that are harming the fields.

Originally, there was no such festival because the tribe did not pay attention to agriculture at all. However, after Avali came to power, various policies have also changed. Through the hunting rankings, each tribe will be able to evaluate each other's strength, and those who get more rankings will be able to win more resource shares.

Prince Ram is a real member of the Sun Royal Family, and is usually the closest to the Frost King, but there seem to be fewer people in his tribe, and the overall strength is in the middle position. It sounds like in a previous game, an outside tribe took the lead, and after being ridiculed by other tribes, they didn't expect that the prince was in the team, so it turned into a group fight.

Ram complained to Moss and asked him why he didn't participate in the "group hunting" this spring. It seems that in previous years, Ram and his team would definitely get the top three among the thighs of the Moss tribe. But this time, under the deliberate exclusion of a big stupid cow and the fire tribe, they almost didn't even get the "resource quota".

While Ram and Moss complained, he looked at the leader on horseback behind Moss many times. The man had an easy-going face, but his eyes were extremely penetrating. The garrison officers who were originally responsible for conducting the interrogation became the ones being interrogated during the conversation with him. After a few questions, the garrison officers who were originally fearless and unyielding actually broke out in a cold sweat.