you are my color

Orcs have always admired force, and are not very good at things that require brains.

But Thor is different. After all, he was once the prince of the elves. Although he was a bit arrogant, his IQ was not low.

The appearance of the orc was too different from that of a human, so he couldn't blatantly lead his men to show up at the rebel army, so he simply called a few human men who had already surrendered to the orc to come over.

Not all human beings have the courage to resist the orcs, most of them are submissive, and some even abandon human dignity and become the lackeys of the orcs, which is the so-called "Human Jian".

Although these human beings who have surrendered are not as powerful as the orcs, they are more flexible in their brains. Even if they are discriminated against and excluded among the orcs, they have won a place for themselves.

For example, this time the Beast King didn't call on the warriors of the clan, but picked and picked among them.

In the end, Thor chose a dozen people to go with him.These people's skills in human beings are pretty good, they are usually well-behaved and obedient, and they are more trusted by their superiors.

These dozen or so people had served as his outer guards when they were mopping up the human resistance army before, so they were quite experienced.

As for Thor himself, unlike other orcs, he can tell at a glance that he is different from humans. As long as he is wrapped in beast skin from head to toe like a human hunter, it is difficult to see the flaws even if he looks closely.

As soon as they entered the village, they immediately attracted the attention of the villagers.

It's not for anything else, it's because their outfits are too conspicuous.

Compared with the disheveled villagers, they are equivalent to the richer category of human beings.

Generally speaking, humans with better living conditions have inextricable connections with the orcs. This does not mean that they must have joined the orcs, and their reputation will not be good after all.

Of course, their food and clothing also made other people living at the bottom envious and jealous.

The villagers who were busy with their own affairs on the street kept their hands and feet on the sidelines while secretly looking at the pedestrian.

Sang Er gestured to a follower beside him, and the man immediately entered a shop, pretending to be passing by, and inquired about the animal skin trading market in the mountains.

Xiao Nie's rebel army is not small, even in the deep mountains, there is still no way to completely cover their tracks.So he simply opened the animal skin trading market. Anyway, after they finished eating those wild animals, they would never run out of skins, so they sold some of them as military expenses for the rebel army.

The merchants who can come here are basically relatively wealthy and reliable.Of course, there are no exceptions. Last time, the insider who plotted against Xiao Nian was said to have sent news to the orcs through a businessman who often came here.

It's a pity that the businessman never appeared again after that, I don't know if it's true.

Even so, the animal skin trading market is still not closed, but the inspection is much stricter than before.

There is no way, the rebels are too poor, if they don't want to make a living, they can't make a living at all.

The last time the guilt was cleared by Xiao Nie and the others, but it was obviously not the only one who secretly tipped off the orcs.

This time Sanel took those people and chatted with the shopkeeper for a while, and spent a few gold coins to easily get a qualification to enter and exit the animal skin trading market.

It's just that these people are new faces, even if the shopkeeper took the gold coins, he didn't dare to guarantee them, and only gave them a voucher for a novice trader.

This was enough for Thor who just wanted to sneak in quietly.

As long as he can enter the bazaar quietly, he will naturally have a way to go deep into the rebel army.

Even if he couldn't kill Xiao Nie, it would be the same if he directly killed the doctor surnamed Lan who saved Xiao Nie.

Cutting off Dr. Lan's arm, he didn't believe that the man surnamed Xiao would have extra lives to fight against the orc army.

Of course, no matter how arrogant San Er is, he is not absolutely sure that he will achieve his ultimate goal. He has other ideas when he comes here this time.

You can take the opportunity to see how the rebels are doing.

Is it a united effort, or is it frightened by the orcs, and the slightest sign of trouble makes you frightened.

He hoped it was the latter, and felt that it was probably the latter.

After all, Xiao Nie has been lying down for such a long time, even if his injuries are healed now, the internal division is still there, and he will float to the surface just waiting for the right opportunity.

If that's the case, San Er doesn't mind breaking in with an army of orcs, it's a great gift to Xiao Nie.

However, after entering the animal skin trading market, the Beast King found that what he saw was different from what he had imagined.

Although he had never been to the original trading market, he had seen the corresponding description in the information sent by his subordinates more than once.In their mouths, it was a messy and dirty place, and almost everyone marked out a place at will as their own small stall.

The animal skins in the stall were also piled up in a mess, some were just peeled off from the beasts, and there were still drops of blood, while some had been air-dried for a long time, and the skins were so hard that they felt painful to the touch.

The transaction price of animal skins is not uniform, it all depends on the seller's asking price.Some who are anxious to sell will open lower, and some who want to take the opportunity to make more money will open higher.

These two kinds of sellers are hostile to each other, and often fight because you took my business and I made a few coppers more.Because of the frequent occurrence of incidents, unless there is a fatality, there are generally very few rebels who act as market managers.

If every incident was dealt with in a hurry, these rebels would not have to do anything else, just run around every day.

The asking price of those vendors selling animal skins is also very random. For the same skin, the first person may only ask for four copper coins, but when the second person asks, it may rise to eight.

All in all, it's a chaotic place that couldn't be more chaotic.

Much worse than the orc's bazaar.

At least the prices of orc goods on the same day are fixed, and competition from each other is not allowed.

But after he entered the market this time, he found that it was completely different from the intelligence.

The road in the market is quite spacious, marked with white lines on both sides, and there is a seller in the area outlined by each white line.

The seller's products are still leather, but they are not piled up in a mess like the information said, but are neatly arranged in different categories.

Which ones are complete, which ones are incomplete, which ones are hardened after air drying, and which ones are processed to be softer.

At the same time, there was a sign on each pile of animal skins, and what was written on the sign made San Er's pupils shrink.

That is the price.

It is not uncommon to have a fixed price, but what is strange is that these humans are literate?

You know, it's hard for people nowadays to survive, let alone literacy, many of them can't even recognize their names.

As soon as he glanced over, some of his attendants casually walked to a stall, pointed to a pile of animal skins among them: "How do you sell these?"

"Isn't there a price?" the seller said lazily.

The entourage answered very simply: "I can't read!"

The seller pulled out the plate inserted in the front, frowned and pondered for a while, and then suddenly realized: "Yes, this is five, five copper coins a piece."

It turned out that although the brand was placed there, the seller might not really know it, and it took a long time to figure out what the number was.

"Didn't you write this? You don't know it yet?" the follower asked.

"Of course I didn't write it. How could I write this," said the seller. "It was sent by people in the bazaar. Each of us who sell things has a few, and the price of our animal skins is written on it. The price is It’s fixed, you can’t negotiate the price, and you can’t be cheap, as long as it is written.”

Saul frowned upon hearing this.

This is new, but it is a good way to avoid changing prices at will and asking for prices at will.

In addition, the white line on the ground is drawn with something, and each vendor stays in his own fixed position obediently, avoiding the situation of fighting for a place.

Land grabbing is not uncommon in orc fairs, so you can refer to here to deal with it in the future.Thor thought.

Just as I was thinking about it, two sellers quarreled not far away. Listen carefully, it was nothing more than a buyer who first picked the skins of one, and halfway through the selection, he felt that the appearance of the other seemed to be better, so he went to that one.

The stall owner of the first shop was tidying up the skins that had been messed up by the buyers, and at the same time he was jealous that the other shop had business, and muttered some sour words in his mouth.

The owner of the other shop had a bad temper, and the two quarreled like this.

It seemed that there was excitement. According to past experience, these two people had to fight after a few words, and there might be blood.

It's a pity that the development of things is not as Saner thought.

The two of them were indeed arguing fiercely, but they never rushed forward. Even when a market manager came over to inquire about the situation, they all emphasized that they were just communicating with each other, and they didn't really get angry.

...Speaking as if they were not the ones who blushed just now and had thick necks.

When did these people change their temper?

Thor couldn't figure it out.

The entourage who was still picking at the booth asked: "Your place is very different from my last visit."

He said something casually with a tentative mind, but he didn't expect it to open the stall owner's chatterbox.This person spoke a lot eloquently, regardless of whether the other party understood or not.

After listening to it for a long time, San Er managed to understand that what the stall owner meant was that the two guys didn't dare to do anything at all, and they didn't dare to admit that they had quarreled, otherwise they would be deducted money by the market manager.

The original words of the stall owner were not deduction of money, but some kind of deduction, but he didn't know what it meant, he only knew that it was money.

These poor people regard money more than their lives. When others say to withhold money, do they obey?

Weird, really weird.

Thor has a bad feeling.

He felt that these changes might be a good thing for humans, but they were greatly inappropriate for orcs.

It wasn't long since he received the information from here last time, at most a month.When did this place become like this and he didn't even know it?

He had the feeling that something was out of his control.

This made him very unhappy.

He continued to walk forward with the people, but he was blocked before going far.

It was the so-called manager of the seller who had just mediated the two quarrels who stopped him.

"Your faces look strange, do you have an entry permit?" he asked.

Saul's face fell.

As the Beast King, he is almost at the top of the continent, no matter where he wants to go, he can't go without him.

He didn't expect to be stopped by someone this time, and asked him for a permit.

These damned humans!

Thor thought angrily.He felt that his self-esteem had been challenged like never before.

The entourage beside him who asked the price was the first to react, and reached out his hand to take out the novice transaction voucher he had obtained from the shopkeeper earlier.

The manager took it over and checked it carefully, and then nodded when he saw that they were novices.

"It would be nice to come here a few more times in the future," he said, "The leather we have here is good, and the leather and price can ensure that those of you who want to buy it won't suffer."

"The changes here are really big." The follower said seemingly unintentionally while taking back the voucher.

"It's been more than half a month," the manager said with a smile, "It's not that we are capable, but we have been instructed. Although we were a little tired from the preparations in advance, we really did it, only to find that this is our responsibility. It’s cheap, not as tired as a dog before, and still can’t get a good word.”

"Get advice?"

"Yes," said the manager, "who would have imagined that the market could be made like this? It's amazing, it's amazing!"

Just as he was talking, there were two more people shouting loudly on the other side, and he hurried over.

Sanel frowned, and continued to walk forward, wondering what the manager meant by "remarkable" as he walked.

As he walked, he realized something was wrong.

The sellers outside were selling animal skins, but besides animal skins, there were other things gradually appearing inside.

There are animal meat, bones, and even other miscellaneous things that have nothing to do with wild animals.

"What's yours?" Saul asked, pointing to a small bunch of weeds piled up neatly on a certain stall.

"This is a herbal medicine to stop bleeding. Although the effect is not as good as the hemostatic medicine from the orcs, it is still good. If you want it, you can give me a copper coin for this small handful." The stall owner said.

Thor frowned.

That weed is very common in their orc territory, and I haven't heard of any hemostatic effect.

This is a liar?

"It's herbs? Isn't it grass?" he said.

The stall owner smiled: "Many people thought it was grass, but Mr. Lan used this to stop Chief Xiao's bleeding. Those orcs have thick skin and thick flesh, and if the medicinal properties of the herbs are not strong, they will not show any effect at all. But humans are actually not What doesn’t apply to them, these are the exact words of Mr. Lan.”

In just a few words, "Mr. Lan" appeared twice, which shows that this person is an admirer of that guy named Lan.

"Is it really that easy to use?"

"Really, Mr. Lan has confirmed it, so there is absolutely nothing to say." The man said, "This is where I am, so one copper coin is enough, and if you go inside, you will need at least two copper coins. "

"I see that there are branded ones outside, don't you have them here?" Sanny asked suspiciously, seeing that there was nothing else on the stall except the handful of herbs.

"There must be skin sellers, because this is the animal skin trading market. Animal skin is the most common thing, and it is also the most likely to cause disputes. Those like us who sell herbs, tools, and animal meat are all newcomers recently. Yes, you don’t have to pay the fee for one month.”

Of course, relatively speaking, their position is not as good as those selling animal skins.

After all, those people are located at the entrance of the market, and they are the first people who come in see them.

And those of them who sell other things are in the depths of the market, and they need to walk a certain distance inside to see them.

Many people who are too lazy to go that far may leave directly after buying the leather they need at the entrance of the market.

Sanel threw a copper coin at the stall owner, bought the weed, smoked one into his mouth, and chewed it thoughtfully.

Orcs don't use this kind of thing as a hemostatic herb, but its leaves and roots have a sweet taste, and children with more difficult lives often use it as a sugar substitute.

Thor is not like this, chewing grass is his habit as an elf.Later, although he became an orc, this habit gradually remained.

After walking around the market, seeing that there were not so many people, San Er asked the people around him: "What do you think of this market?"

All the attendants said yes.

Of course, they were tidy and obedient. They walked around in such a large circle, but they didn't really see the fight caused by the quarrel.

This is simply unimaginable.

"If only our bazaar could do the same," said another follower.

Because the place is too sensitive, they only said "our bazaar" in general.

Compared with humans, orcs are stronger, more powerful, and more impulsive. If they don't speculate in a word, it is very likely to escalate into a melee.

"It's a marvelous man who can think of such a way," said a third attendant.

One and the same can be said to be a flash of inspiration, but the entire market is in order, which is no longer something that the inspiration can cover up.

They just heard from a seller that these were all thought up by Mr. Lan.

That Mr. Lan is talented and talented!

These attendants thought.

It would be great if they could vote for the orcs like them.

But I can only think about it. They heard what the Beastman King ordered to kill Dr. Lan.

Since the Beast King didn't plan to accept him, he would definitely be trampled to death.

Tsk, what a pity.

For a moment, those followers felt regretful, but they were soon washed away by new thoughts.

If you don't take it, don't take it.Otherwise, with that person's ability, his status will rise, and sooner or later he will climb to the top of their heads.

No one can bear to be bullied by a newcomer.

Count that newcomer!

Of course, judging from what their king meant, even though they knew that the doctor was capable, they still did not change their intention to kill him.

I don't know how that person offended their king.

"You said, he has a good way of running this market, so is he also good at doing other things?" One of the followers thought that his king couldn't hear him, so he said in a very low voice.

"You can't tell. Some people can only be clever, and some people can do everything. Who knows what kind of class he belongs to?" whispered another.

The Beast King frowned slightly.

The bazaar is almost finished, as far as he feels, there is no one who pays special attention to him here, and some previous things have some clues to start.Perhaps, you can consider the next step.

Thinking of this, he gestured to those followers.

This was the signal before they came in, and the followers quickly understood, separated in twos and threes without being noticed, and some still slowly followed not too far behind San'er.

Seeing that no one noticed him, Sanny turned lightly from the path on the other side of the market.

That's the way to the actual rebel camp.

Bing is very fast, he wants to go there immediately and kill Xiao Nie.

There are checkpoints on this road, and there are many secret sentries.But he had insiders to help him cover, and several followers around him helped him attract the opponent's attention several times, making it easy for him to reach the camp.

The situation in the rebel camp was not much better than the outside. Even the houses were stone houses, made of huge stones. Just from the architecture, you can see how simple the inside is.

Already at this place, Nei Ying couldn't help him any more.

San Er was planning to look for an opportunity to check the stone houses one by one, when he heard someone behind him shout: "Who is it?"

He turned his head, and at some point, he saw a group of patrolling rebels crossing diagonally, and ran towards him.

San Er didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly rushed inside.

The infiltration has failed, but he is not willing to go back empty-handed.

Since there is no way to kill their leader quietly, let's just face it head-on.

It's a pity that this group of patrols came too early, so he didn't have time to find out where Xiao Nian was.

But if you think about it carefully, the more you are the leader, the more you have to live in the deepest place.

As long as he keeps running inside, he will be able to find Xiao Nian after all.

Seeing that his clothes were not right, those people were already suspicious of him. When they saw him turn around and run away, they immediately mistook him for a spy, and blew their whistle while chasing after him.

For a while, many rebels rushed out of the stone houses, some with weapons in their hands, and some were so anxious that they didn't even put on their clothes, asking "what's the matter" and "where are you" in a mess.

San Er took the opportunity to rush through the encirclement, and continued to rush in before they could react.

Those rebels screamed, and he heard someone say, "No, he went to the stone house of Chief Xiao."

Very good!It seems that he is going in the right direction!

Thor's confidence increased greatly.

Those rebels are very strange. They look very interesting on patrol, as if they have been trained.But as soon as an accident happened, they immediately became chaotic. You crowded me for a long time and failed to catch San Er, but let him get rid of them in the camp.

Saul didn't really feel relieved.He listened to the noise getting farther and farther behind him, and knew that those people would catch up again sooner or later.

You must use this time difference to do what you should do!

San Er rushed a few more steps and stopped abruptly.

He found himself in a clearing.

It wasn't all empty land, but a large area around it was flat land, and a stone house stood alone in the flat land.

The stone house was huge, and the roof was covered with animal skins. At first glance, it was not a place where ordinary rebels lived.

It must be Xiao Nian's residence!

Thor reacted, and rushed into the stone house with a stride.

He wanted to kill Xiao Nie before the news came!

The stone house was very dark, although there were windows, but the windows were blocked by animal skins.

He broke in from the outside, suddenly entered the darkness, and couldn't help being startled.

But there was a shallow breathing sound in the room, obviously someone was there!

He rushed towards the sound of breathing, stretched out his hand to strangle the opponent's throat, but knocked under his legs, and knelt down directly.

It turned out that it was actually a bed, and Xiao Nie was lying on the bed.

Now he is pressing the opponent tightly, whispering into the ear of the person below him, "Don't move! Otherwise, I will kill you directly!"