Warlord of Chaos Chapter 107: Who is the fool?

The reason why legends are attractive is that bards know people's preferences and dispositions very well. Of course, the stories they tell are all based on real historical facts. In terms of methods, they have their own unique tricks. The most commonly used one is to ignore time and space, and shorten the stories that happen for a long time, even within a year, into one day or a few days.

For example, when the abyssal races were raging on the earth, the living space of the various races on the surface was greatly reduced. The huge underground city under the Holy Crown City was the masterpiece of the abyssal races, and vampires, black Creatures such as crows belong to the survivors of the abyss race.

Just when the intelligent race on the ground was overwhelmed, the twelfth-level powerhouse and God of War Abraham was born, and played an irreplaceable role in several decisive battles that determined the survival of the race. In the end, the abyssal race was driven back underground.

In the legendary story, the experience of the **** of war Abraham has been completely deified. He just showed his prominence yesterday and led the army to defeat the invasion of the abyss race. Miracles were completed within one day, but in fact, the war between Abraham and the abyssal race lasted for seventeen years!

If Lei Zhe is also qualified to be the protagonist of the legend, then his act of beheading Thomas, the mayor of Tenth Town, will be described by the bards as a feat, or a glorious starting point, and then Lei Zhe With power not inferior to the four major city lords, by tomorrow, Han Jin's small group will become the de facto master of the Beit League.

In fact, contradictions will not be made so quickly, and various forms of open and secret battles also need a lot of time to lay the groundwork. Lang Ning sent many messengers to the commanders and generals belonging to the Torrent Legion. letters. If it is the direct descendant of Conrad's army commander, Lang Ning will focus on Lei Zhe's grief and determination; if it is those generals who are appreciated by Conrad, Lang Ning will shift the focus to the place where Conrad's knight remains were humiliated On the matter, and said that the funeral will be held again for Conrad Knight in the near future. I hope they can bring people back to participate; if it is those generals who may be enemies or friends, Lang Ning will spend a lot of time denouncing Rudolph's shamelessness, and strongly criticize the maladministration of the four major city lords of the Byte League.

As for those who are destined to become opponents, Lang Ning is too lazy to waste energy on them, he is no longer a child. Political contradictions cannot be distinguished by simple justice and evil. Just like opponents, they don't care what kind of person Connard Knight is, and they do what they have to do.

It will take at least seven or eight days for Lang Ning's letter to be delivered to the generals. After they think it over and decide on their position, they will write a reply letter to Lang Ning. It will take about a month before and after. time. In other words, the first step in the battle needs to be paved for a whole month.

Han Jin and a few people are living very happily now. In the words of Mo Xinke, there is someone behind me! Lei Zhe was honored as the young marshal. He is definitely the uncrowned king of the Ninth Town. Moxinke can often hang shoulders with Lei Zhe. In the Ninth Town, is there anyone to be afraid of? !

So, Moxinke believes that now he is qualified to fall, and he is also obliged to fall and eat. He wants to eat the best and drink, he wants to drink the best wine. As for playing with women, of course he has to choose the youngest and most beautiful girl. Unfortunately, it often turns into a farce later. Shirna's sense of smell can be described as magical. No matter how much Moxinke drank in the bar, Shirna would not appear, but as long as Moxinke called the barmaid over to accompany the drink. It won't take long. Hilna would stand coldly behind Moxinke, making Moxinke miserable.

In fact, this kind of thing. Women have women's reasons, men have men's reasons. You can never argue who is right and who is wrong.

After a few troubles. Moxinke has also learned to be good. Just drinking to myself. It's easy not to tease those bar girls.

This day. Han Jin and Moxinke walked into a bar in the town together. Han Jin just came out to take a breath. relax yourself. So sat for a while and went back. And Moxinke hasn't enjoyed it yet. Stay in the bar.

There are not many mercenaries in the Ninth Town. Most of the guests in the bar are officers from all levels of the Torrent Legion. There are not many locals. Because the source of customers is limited. Competition between bars is fierce. The patterns are endless.

Now. There are a few bar girls standing on the wine table. He was shaking his waist desperately. Lift up the dance skirt from time to time. Seduce the officers below. The officers, on the other hand, made a series of strange screams and booing.

The military discipline of the Torrent Legion is extremely strict. But this kind of thing you like. Not subject to military discipline. Life is fundamentally different. It must be released. Otherwise, human nature will be distorted. Those who forcibly ask others to destroy the land in the name of heaven and justice. Often despicable and shameless. They just ask others to be what they are. But never lead by example.

Moshinko drank his last sip of ale. He took out a dozen silver coins and threw them on the table. I will practice swordsmanship tomorrow. Should have gone to bed earlier.

At this moment, a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance and even more ordinary clothes stood opposite Moxinke, and said with a smile, "You are Lord Moxinke, right?"

"It's me, what's the matter?" Moxinke looked up and down the visitor.

"May I sit down and talk?"

"Okay, sit down." Moxinke waved his hand.

The middle-aged man sat down and said, "I heard that you are a straightforward person, so... I won't beat around the bush with you."

"I really like this." Moxinke smiled.

"It's like this. I have a batch of goods that need to be sent to the Twelfth Town. I've been searching for a while in the town, but I haven't found any suitable mercenaries." The middle-aged man paused: "Can you Can't help? Please rest assured, you don't need to worry about the commission, just ask, as long as I can get it out, I will definitely meet your request."

"You can give me as much as I say? You can't be mean." Moxinke grinned.

"Of course, as a person, you wouldn't make things difficult for me, would you?" The middle-aged man laughed.

"Before we talk about business, don't you think we should introduce ourselves first?" Moxinke said softly.

"My name is Justin, and I am the person in charge of the Bitemeng Morgan Business Group."

"M...Morgan business group?" Moxinke almost bit his tongue.

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Justin asked in surprise.

"It's okay, it's okay." Moxinke stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, signaling the barmaid to bring over another dozen ale. He sipped the ale while looking at Justin, but he never spoke.

Justin was not in a hurry, he just looked at Moxinke quietly.

"Send your goods to Twelfth Town from here, will you?"

"Yes."

Moxinke pondered for a moment: "It's more than a hundred miles away, how about it, one price, two hundred gold coins!"

Justin was stunned, and said with a wry smile: "My lord, actually, I just want to ask for peace of mind. There are no thieves on the road at all. Is the price you want too high?"

"Do you think I will take this little money seriously?" Moxinke raised his thumb: "It's just that I have nothing to do, and I just want to go out for a while. If I'm short of money, go to Lei Zhe said, don't you want as much as you want?"

"I know, I know." Justin looked a little embarrassed. In fact, he really wanted to agree, but the price was too outrageous. Although Moxinke looked stupid, It was easier to deceive, but he would definitely be suspicious when he sobered up.

"If you agree, we will sign the contract. If you don't agree, you can sit in another place and don't hinder me from watching the show!" Moxinke said carelessly.

"My lord, actually... Actually, you don't need to send the goods to the Twelfth Town, as long as you send them to Meilin New Village."

"Meilin New Village? It's only more than sixty miles away from Ninth Town, right?"

"Yeah yeah."

"Two hundred gold coins is indeed a bit high." Moxinke thought for a moment: "Well, one hundred gold coins!"

Justin opened his mouth, and what he wanted to say turned into a helpless wry smile: "Then... well, but let me tell you earlier, I will pay you the hundred gold coins, no matter how many you find Man, I can only pay a hundred gold coins!"

"It's a big deal, why do you still need to find a helper? Besides, who will get a hundred gold coins? I can do it by myself."

"That's good, that's good." Justin took out a cloth bag from his arms, looked around, and carefully counted out fifty gold coins: "This is a deposit for you, waiting for you After delivering the goods to Meilin New Village, I will pay you the rest of the money."

"We should sign the contract now." Moxinke rummaged through his body for something.

"No, no..." Justin said with a smile.

"No need?" Moxinke said in surprise: "At least I want to write you a receipt?"

"Hehe, who are you? How can you put such a small amount of money in your eyes?! Besides, we still have opportunities to cooperate in the future." Justin laughed.

"Then... well~IndoMTL.com~ it's settled." Justin stood up: "My lord, my goods will be out tomorrow morning, look... where can I wait for you? "

"In such a hurry? Which city gate do you go through?"

"Of course it's the South Gate."

"I'll wait for you at the south gate tomorrow morning." Moxinke yawned as he spoke.

"Okay, then you should pay attention to rest early." Justin nodded repeatedly, then said a few more polite words, and then walked out of the bar.

Moxinke lazily put away all the gold coins on the table, then raised the wine glass, put one hand behind the glass, carefully looked at his own image on the glass, and muttered to himself in a very low voice He wrote: "Great Moxinke, do you really look stupid..."

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