Take Taobao with you to another world

Habitually comforting the thick fur of his brother beside him, Boss, the young centurion of the Sacher tribe, squinted his eyes and watched the shadowy crowd at the other end of the forest.

Out of caution, he who undertook the task of receiving this time did not appear in front of these humans immediately, but hid in the forest with his companions.They are good at this, and their excellent eyesight allows them to see the rough linen clothing and bone ornaments on the humans even at this distance.There are many women, and human children, old people.The quality of adult men with fighting capacity seems to be uneven, and these people are not vigilant about the surrounding environment, and they are busy on their own.

Not soldiers in disguise, pure human tribes indeed.

But after confirming this point, Boss has no intention of coming forward for the time being, because these people still give him an inexplicable sense of weirdness.Originally Sacher was very controversial about accepting this group of people. Due to the needs of reality, the tribe finally agreed to let these immigrants join the tribe's territory not as slaves but as renters.The agreement made with that kind of black-haired human was that humans and orcs would join forces by the Saar River, and the Sacher tribe would send people to bring the humans to the designated land. The next thing is up to the humans themselves. .However, the facts are a bit different from what Boss thought. In fact, when the news that all humans had passed through the territory of the Bone Claws and entered the deep green forest was received, the time was actually more than ten days faster than the orcs expected a month, which was enough for the tribe The elder was surprised.

In this river area, the narrowest part of the Saar River is [-] steps wide, and there are no boats or rivers nearby, and it is impossible for these alien immigrants from the mountains to bring their own boats.Boss was still struggling with how to bring them across the river, but the facts he saw turned his worries into doubts. This group of humans did cross the Saar River, and the number is still increasing, obviously more People are crossing the river from the deep green forest side.Did they build ships overnight, or build bridges?

There were more and more obstacles blocking the line of sight, and Boss also felt that there was no need to lurk any longer. He patted his brother's strong back, turned over and rode up, and whistled to his companion who had been waiting a little impatiently.The werewolf knights followed the big gray wolf that accompanied them, and under the leadership of the centurion with rare coat color, they ran towards the immigrants on the other side of the forest.

Suddenly, a group of big wolves ran out of the woods, riding strange-looking knights on them. This sudden situation made the humans gathered by the river panic, and they gradually calmed down after the tribal leader appeased them.These knights with both animal and human appearance formed a semicircle around them. The women, children, old and weak humans stepped back, and the middle-aged men stood in the outer circle. The two sides had no intention of talking for a moment, and the air Although there were all kinds of whispering voices, they still seemed dignified.

"I am the centurion of the Sasheer tribe, Bos Hanye. I am ordered by the patriarch of my tribe to come to meet the human immigrants who made a contract with my tribe on Blood Moon Day."

Looking around at the huge human group with different hair colors in front of him, Boss then asked in common language, "If you are, ask your patriarch to come out and exchange tokens with me."

The crowd made a gap, and two men with tokens came out. One of them, Boss, still remembered his face. When negotiating with the elders of the tribe, most of them were led by this dark-haired man with sly eyes.

"We have come here as promised, did the centurion also bring a token?"

Boss got off the wolf's back and walked straight towards them. He stopped when he was five steps away, took out an old animal skin from the animal skin bag at his waist, and spread it out in front of everyone.

The other party also raised the stone in his hand. Boss narrowed his eyes, and after confirming that the magic stone reflecting red scales in the morning light was not artificial, he walked over.The two men also left the crowd, exchanging the magic stones in their hands for the map in his hands.

Next, it was time for the werewolf knights to lead the group of immigrants to the confirmed settlement, but after a glance, Centurion Perth suddenly asked, "What is that?"

He pointed to a dark-haired young man.The young man was staring closely at the knights and their big wolf brought by Perth. After Perth spoke, he turned his eyes and met the amber eyes of the centurion. Although there was no panic, But obviously, he didn't know where he had caught the attention of the tall werewolf knight.

"I want to take a look at the weapon behind you," Boss said.

"Why?" The young man asked calmly. This answer seemed a bit provocative, but the normal attitude of the dark-skinned, black-haired young man made this question sound like an ordinary one.

"I haven't seen such a weapon," replied Perth. "I'd like to see it."

"This is not a weapon but a tool." The young man said, "And it does not belong to me. Without the consent of the original owner, I cannot lend it out easily."

"Who is its owner?" Boss didn't give up, "I just want to take a look."

There was another murmur among the crowd on the opposite side, someone squeezed to the side of the young man, and whispered a short sentence in his ear, at this distance, the whisper did not escape Boss' ears—" said the magician Show him."

The weapon that attracted Perth's attention (he didn't believe in tools) finally came into his hands. The structure of this folding shovel was obviously not within the scope of common sense for Perth, but he didn't mean to understand it immediately. Instead, he flicked his fingers on the steel body painted with army green paint, and there was almost no vibrato.Boss stroked the jagged edge of the tool with the calluses on his belly, feeling the solid and sharp touch from his hand, "What a waste."

Perth returned the tool to the black-haired youth, "It should have been the best sword, even a dwarf should not waste it like this."

"It's much more useful than a sword." The black-haired youth answered him by inserting it back.

"The sword is power," said Burth.

The black-haired young man glanced at him, paused, and said, "You're not wrong."

"Is it a dwarf or someone who made this tool? I want to know him," asked Burth. "Or is it an imported product?"

"neither."

"Is this the secret of your tribe?"

"Yes."

The dialogue has reached the end of the mountain, and if we force the question and answer to continue, the situation will not look good.Perth still has a lot of doubts. He is a very capable new generation in the tribe, but he does not have the quality of being old and cunning, so he can't dig out more useful information.And the other party is not easy to deal with. In some respects, Perth even felt that he was somewhat similar to himself-a human being was similar to a werewolf knight. This should be considered a shame for that knight, but Perth was born with a unique Different, not so paranoid pride, and the black-haired human has a good reputation in the Sacher tribe, so before turning around, Boss asked the other party's name.

"Luojiang." The dark-skinned youth responded.

Before returning to his place, Burth took one more look at the crowd.The person who sent the message just now was nothing special, just a simple messenger, but this messenger explained one thing, among these human beings whose faces are difficult to distinguish, there must be someone who has a great relationship with this weird tool.Even the orcs who completely admire strength know the importance of assisting tools other than weapons. Perth is not yet clear about how to use this tool. It is difficult to use it effectively in its current form, but the efficiency of these immigrants beyond expectations must be related to this.

These human beings are not slaves of the Sachel tribe. They leased land from the Sachel tribe, but they have no obligation to give up their lives. Sachel is not a suspicious Hermes nobleman, and Perth will not There are some secrets that make the relationship between the two parties bad from the beginning.In fact, it doesn't matter if they have some weapons hidden, these people do need some weapons to ensure their survival and fighting in the coming winter and next year.

Despite the extra circumstances, the contact between the human settlers and the orc knights was peaceful.They were divided into groups according to their tribes, and they were just waiting for the last of them to come ashore.Sitting on the wolf's back, Boss could easily see the end of the team. Humans came across the river with all kinds of luggage on their backs. If it weren't for the traces of wood on the water, they would look like they were walking on water.

"How long did it take you guys to build this pontoon?" Perth asked the dark-haired man closest to him.

"One day." The man with dark complexion replied.

How efficient, Burth thought.Although the pontoon bridge seems to be only able to pass people, and the heavier knights like them probably can't do it, but it is already very efficient to build such a pontoon bridge in one day and one night.Especially if they are just a group of aliens who have not received military training, or after experiencing the bone claws and the deep green forest... Boss's heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head and asked, "This bridge is what you built before entering the deep green forest. prepared?"

The man paused before answering, "No."

"...I want to go and have a look." Boss turned his head and called two companions to follow him.The face of the bereaved man changed a little, but he didn't make any movement to stop him, but followed them.

It didn't take long to get around the crowd, and soon they were at the river, and Perth spotted each other almost at first sight.

His blond hair shines in the sun, and his eyes are green looking at the river. Although he is wearing the rough clothes unique to these aliens, he can tell by the smell that the man standing by the river is a nobleman. And even if he was injured, the man's posture still showed that he was a strong man.However, this strong man was obviously a prisoner. Not only was he injured, but his hands were also handcuffed by a pair of very delicate and slender handcuffs.The pair of handcuffs seemed to be easily torn off, but this kind of special treatment showed that the fact might be the opposite.

The captured nobleman was watching as the dark-haired humans tore down the pontoon bridge after the last man had landed.Boss walked over.