Medieval Riding and Cutting Record

　　 Then the barbarian Amon "ran into" an anthropologist on his way of wandering, and he volunteered to become Amon's men to advise him.

　　 After several years of hard work, with his personal strong combat power and insidious style of play, Amon became a small well-known mercenary group leader.

　　 Gradually a large number of wandering savages and exiles also joined him.

　　 Amon finally became the great warlord of Borderlands and called himself a "wise man." This arms deal was negotiated with the Earth Dragon Beast tribe by his men.

　　The most precious thing in the cargo is dozens of sets of heavy armors, all of which are specially prepared for his subordinates-the berserk iron guards. These barbarian berserkers are amazing in their own strength, and they are even more lethal when put on solid armor.

　　According to the tradition of barbarians, most people still use simple leather armor, but many leather armors are made of monster leather, so the defense is also very strong.

　　 And in tradition, almost no barbarians use shields, they have always believed that offense is the best defense.

　　 But the wise man doesn’t care at all, and even “tramples” the tradition. He advocates equipment similar to heavy infantry, and allows his men to use huge shields.

　　 Not only that, but he also had a hundred-man crossbowmen under his team, which were composed of some exiles. In addition, some soldiers were once robbers, but were collected by the wise.

　　ZeroZero total total, the wise man currently has a legion of close to 5,000 people, so weapons and food are a big problem for him, not to mention there are 5 large-bellied cyclops among them.

　　 Two of them later walked out of the one-eyed tribe and joined his legion directly. After all, the trading ability he now controls also brought a lot of precious materials to the barbarian forces.

　　 In the hall, the wise man was silent for a moment and then said: "Send a cavalry squad of a hundred men to meet me along the business road to welcome the tribal merchants."

　　 "Yes."

　　The wise man stood up annoyed, and the hammer in his hand hit the floor heavily, causing the marble tiles to break directly.

The dozens of subordinates under 　　 did not dare to speak, and seemed to be very afraid of the Lord Warlord on the throne.

　　Only the gorgeously dressed old man touched his goatee, thinking like this: Don’t have any problems, the forces that have been cultivated can't fail, this idiot is really hard to serve.

　　 He then thought: No, I contacted the Patriarch. If these weapons are lost, the next war will be troublesome.

　　 This old man is an anthropologist who has always assisted the wise, and his true identity is one of the important members of the [Qatar] Chamber of Commerce.

　　 Of course, the various things that happened in Bad Tooth City had nothing to do with Corleone and the others. At this time, the two were on their way back to the camp overnight.

　　 While rushing, Corleone also noticed a small white flying insect leading the way. He finally figured out why the smiling face could accurately locate the location of the camp every time.

　　 After nearly two days, they rushed back to the temporary camp very smoothly. The location of the camp was very close to where they were fighting with the barbarian caravan.

　　 At this time, all the people are packing the supplies of the camp.

　　 They were about to leave this place and set up camp in a new place. The large amount of ammunition that was difficult to transport was buried in the nearby desert, and the dead bodies on the ground were also cleaned up.

　　 The "carrying tool" in the blood gang, the three desert monitor lizards were all eaten to support them, and the lizardman Nakar used some medicine to make their digestion normal.

　　 As soon as Smiley returned to the camp, he took the healing potion and walked into a tent. Inside was the little giant "Little Gray Ball". He looked very good, and he didn't look like he was seriously injured.

　　 "What's going on? I think the little gray ball can recover!" The smiling face handed out the healing potion in his hand.

The lizard man Naka on the side laughed triumphantly: "His hiss! That's because the great lizard man who stood in front of you was successfully promoted, and my [Elementary Healing Technique] has become [Intermediate Healing] Surgery]!"

　　 "Hiss, I almost used up all my mana, and finally saved the little gray ball. Then, hiss, I have to rest for a few days."

　　 "Corleone, since you are back, please take care of the three big baby lizards for me!"

　　 The wild boar man interrupted his nose and said: "By the way, help my wasteland pig take care of it too!"

　　 Corleone nodded helplessly.

　　 "Ahhhhhhhhhhh! What kind of ghost is you, why is it so bad to drink, it's almost like horse urine!" The little gray ball took the healing potion and drank it, and then almost squirted it out.

　　 "Wow! Don't spit it out, this thing is worth more than 70 gold coins!"

　　 "Oh...you don't talk to me."

　　 At this time, Giuliano walked in from outside the tent, dangling his cigar and said, "What are you guys doing here? Don’t affect the recovery of Little Grey Ball."

　　 "I'll help fix the little gray ball to the desert monitor lizard, we will leave soon."

　　 "By the way, don't rush to clean up my tent, and you will all come here, especially you, Corleone."

　　 This smile was a little clear about what was going to happen next, he patted Corleone on the shoulder and let out a happy laugh.

　　 This made Corleone completely confused, and he didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

　　 A few minutes later, many members of the blood gang walked into the leader's tent. At this time, Giuliano had already put down his cigar and looked at everyone who came in with a serious face.

　　 After seeing Corleone walk in, he finally said: "Mike Corleone, today you will usher in a complete change."

　　 said Giuliano stood up, UU reading www. The other blood gang members of uukanshu.com also have solemn expressions, and there seems to be some important ceremony to be performed.

　　 "I, the leader of the'Guliano Blood Gang', announced that you will officially join the blood gang, become one of us, and become our brother."

　　 "Next you have to repeat the rules I dictated, understand?"

　　 After listening, Corleone nodded with a serious expression.

　　 "You must abide by the following rules. I hope you can keep them in your heart after reading them."

　　 "The first, the ‘Blood Gang of Giuliano’ is above all else and must unconditionally obey the leader’s orders."

　　 "The second article, do not cooperate with any kings or noble forces, nor engage in any cooperation that is harmful to the blood gang."

　　 "Article 3, do not disclose any information inside the blood gang to outsiders."

　　 "Article 4, blood gang members respect each other, and mutual harm, insult and theft are not allowed."

　　 "Article 5, debts must be paid, and the reputation of the blood gang must not be insulted."

　　 "Article 6, members of the blood gang must help each other and wash away all shame with blood."

　　 "Keep on reading to me, don't stop."

　　 "Article 7, we must do everything possible to protect and rescue brothers in distress."

　　 "Article 8, according to the leader's request, members have the right to obtain due property distribution through their own efforts."

　　 "For members who violate the appeal rules, the blood gang has the right to severely punish them or even execute them."

　　 While Giuliano was dictating the rules of help, the other members also meditated together. These rules are firmly engraved in their bones and are indelible.

　　 Of course, there is also the ninth article that Giuliano did not explicitly say. It is a "unspoken rule", that is, after joining the blood gang, you cannot quit for life unless death comes.