Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 913: Unpopularity

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Ante was awkwardly asleep, and suddenly a piece of coldness slipped down from the collar, and he woke up immediately with the cold. The boy almost jumped out of the bed, shaking his body, shaking out the snow powder inside. Alan smiled beside him, and Anter said angrily: "What are you doing!"

"You person, you can calm down in everything. I kindly wake you up, don't wait for a moment to step on the camp and trample you into mud. Are you kidding me on the other hand?"

Only then did Angte hear the figure outside the book cooling down, and there was a faint exclamation. He snorted: "Then you wake me up, why do you freeze me with snow!"

"Fun." Alan gave him an annoying answer, glanced at Belmode, and the two of them got out of the tent. Unte gritted his teeth, picked up a refined sword that he brought with him, and followed it out.

The lights outside the account are brightly lit.

Several snowfields have lit fires, illuminating the camp. The caravans were left behind, and the mercenary regiments in front moved back and forth, looking like they were approaching an enemy.

Allen found an inconspicuous place, slid on the snow with his hands on the red king, and said to Belmode: "What do you think?"

Belmod's ears twitched: "There are a lot of people."

"Well, there are at least fifty riders. There are not so many people in the band of thieves in Juesha Heights, let alone fifty horses. Or is it that winter is here, thieves are all starting to group together?"

Angtebai glanced at the man next to him: "The joke is so cold."

Alan smiled, his face looked like a play.

Belmode still couldn't help but ask: "Will you take a shot later?"

"If you can’t do anything, don’t do it. Don’t forget our current identity. It’s two rice bucket masters who abducted a strong guard and took the handwritten documents of Roger Merchant to borrow this caravan to find relatives in the mountain city. Visitors. The caravan hired a thousand birds mercenary group as a guard. We should pay a share of the guard's money. We should let them do their best. How can it be done if you don’t work for nothing?"

Belmod shrugged: "You are the boss, you have the final say."

They talk and laugh, but the mercenary group is not so relaxed. Woqi stood alone outside the camp, holding a large sword on the horseback. This Luo Yan was born and died with him for so many years, he has not been willing to replace it. Originally thinking about taking this trip again, Luo Yan was put on the shelf, and he could retire. Unexpectedly, this uncommon **** mission had a vague sense of crisis tonight.

Dalang hasn't returned since he went to reconnaissance, but Wach's experience tells him that there are a lot of people on the other side.

Dalang came back after a while and said in a deep voice, "At least fifty rides."

"Fifty Cavaliers?" Woqi squinted his eyes: "All cavalry?"

"Yes, they will arrive in at most three minutes."

"See which thieves group is it?"

"I can't see clearly, the other party doesn't have any logo."

"This is troublesome." Woche knew the terrible impact of the cavalry at high speed, that is, a torrent of steel. Although there are 20 pikemen who specialize in dealing with cavalry in the Chidori Mercenary Corps, this number is probably enough to stop the next wave of shock. It's no wonder that Woqi was not prepared enough, after all, no one knew that a band of bandits with fifty horses suddenly popped up on Jueying Heights.

"Leader, Mr. Saga has a strong man in his hands." Dalang prompted: "Can you ask him for help?"

Woqi's eyes lit up, and he knew the man in black. The other party is calm, and he is a figure who has crossed the twenty-level mark. If you have his assistance, as long as there are no strong masters in these fifty rides, it will be more than enough to deal with. It's just that they are the guards of the two noble young masters, I'm afraid it's not so easy to borrow them. Wach frowned and said to Darren: "You go try it, remember to be more sincere."

Dalang nodded and went.

In the camp, the Allen trio simply found a dwarf stone. The snow was swept away, and a carpet was laid. Alan and Unter sat on it, while Belmode leaned against the stone. The three of them looked at the camp from a distance, and the corners of Belmode's mouth, who had been listening with closed eyes, turned up: "The sound of horseshoes is mixed and not messy, and it is in a line. This is the handwriting that the band of thieves can come up with. It is clearly a trainee. The cavalry squadron."

Allen nodded: "Dark Blade mentioned before that a squadron secretly goes out of town in the military camp every once in a while. The location of the motive is unknown, but they know that they will return in three days. When they come back, they will bring a lot of supplies. I thought it was secretly purchased by Rekerd from other places, but now it seems that it was the official and bandit family's business."

Ante widened his eyes next to him: "Do you mean that Rekerd's cavalry also serves as a bandit? How is this possible? The responsibility of the knight is not to guard the territory and protect the people!"

"It would be great if Rekerd had your kind of consciousness, but unfortunately he is a greedy guy, and his knights may not all abide by the knight's honor and creed." Allen laughed and said: "Like this kind of thing. The lord is the biggest bandit leader, and he is definitely not the only one of Reckold. You have to be thankful that your father will hold up a big umbrella for you so that you can't see too many dirty things. But now, you should be Time to see something clearly."

Belmod suddenly said: "Daran is coming towards us."

Angter is very hostile to him: "What is he doing!"

Allen patted Belmode on the shoulder and said: "What else can I do, of course, is to borrow one of our great masters."

Dalang separated the crowd and came to the three of them. He glanced at the crowd around him, and then said to Allen: "Mr. Saga, based on our observations, it is very likely that we will encounter a group of fifty people. Cavalry attack. The strength and number of this band of thieves are beyond our expectations, and I am afraid it will cause serious damage to the caravan."

Dalang's words immediately caused a commotion among the people in the caravan next to him, and people subconsciously moved closer to him, wanting to know more information.

Onte frowned when he saw the crowd gathered. The boy felt that the atmosphere was a little bit wrong.

Alan has no expression on his face, while Belmode closed his eyes and smiled as if it had nothing to do with his own affairs.

Dalang squinted his eyes. He had already thought about it when he came. If you just borrow someone from Allen, I'm afraid this young master will not be willing. However, if the caravan is motivated and the interests of the caravan are the prerequisite, under the pressure of everyone, these two young masters have to borrow. Such a means of leveraging force, Dalang asked himself and he was still sold.

On the dwarf stone, Allen said solemnly: "In that case, we must rely on Chidori to protect us, Mr. Dalang, please be sure to come on."

Ang especially turned his face, his body twitched slightly. He gritted his teeth tightly before he made himself laugh. The man next to him, pretending to be garlic, is of course also a realm.

Dalang hummed softly in his nostrils, but smiled on his face: "We are still very reluctant to rely on Chidori alone, so I hope Mr. Saga can let the guard next to you participate in the battle. If there is such a strong If the fighters participate in the war, everyone’s safety will be guaranteed. Mr. Saga, what do you think?"

"Not bad." Allen refused simply and neatly.

People looked at Alan, then at Darren. The latter sighed: "Does Mr. Saga ignore everyone's life and death?"

Allen laughed, patted Belmode and said: "This is the guard that my family bought for a lot of money. In order to let Mr. Belmode protect us, he also used some old people's affection. Then please Mr. Dalang to tell me, why should I lend you the master guard that I have paid such a high price to come back? I seem to have paid the guard money for your Chidori when I joined the caravan, right? Money doesn’t do things, and Chidori’s doing so is a bit self-defeating."

Dalang smiled and said: "Chidori is not incapable of doing things, so I want to borrow someone from you."

"You can't handle it, what does it matter to me?" Allen asked back.

Dalang looked at the people around him and said loudly: "But this is related to everyone's safety."

Allen asked with a smile: "Then if you are replaced by you, would you be willing to borrow someone?"

"I borrow it, it is incumbent!" Dalang said righteously.

Allen said "Oh" and said, "I don't have the capacity of Mr. Darlene. Besides, our brothers' lives are critical, so I won't lend you this person."

Dalang was startled. He didn't expect that he would get all the tricks to Allen. This young nobleman still insisted not to borrow people. Isn't he afraid of anger? Sure enough, he didn't need to say anything else, Allen's superior attitude had already angered the caravan people. They accused Allen of unrighteousness, ignoring the safety of everyone in the caravan, and some even spit on Allen. Thousands of people have a lot of attitudes for a time, all on their faces.

Alan glanced at Belmode.

The latter sneered and raised his hand, a black fire suddenly ran across the people and the dwarf stone, the tongue of the fire rolled, and scared the men who were too impulsive to rush to the dwarf stone to find Alan's theory. Dalang's face was even more ugly. Although he simply showed his hand, he was jealous again that there was such a master guard beside the two rice buckets. At this time, Allen stood up and smiled: "Mr. Dalang, if you don't go back, the bandits will attack. And you guys, Lao Tzu's people are here to talk to me if they don't want to rely on you. , It’s better to roll back and think about how to keep your belongings."

Dalang sighed and left silently. When other people saw him leaving, no one dared to cross the black fire, so they could only dissipate with resentment. Alan just sat back, and Ante was puzzled: "Why don't you lend someone to him, do you still need a guard?"

"It's one thing to do or not. It's another thing to borrow or not." Allen sat back, looked at the camp and said, "Also, I am playing the young master Saga, and Non-lord Alan. Do a full set of dramas, you should learn a little bit. Then there is Darang. If this kid begs me sincerely, I will also borrow it. But you see, he also played a moral game. I want to take advantage of the caravan people’s momentum to force me to submit. Playing with scheming? It also depends on who is right. If you use it well, you won’t be disadvantaged. If you use it wrong, he doesn’t even know how to die."

"In the end, it is human heart." Alan looked at Unter and smiled: "If I can borrow someone this time, I’m not sure what they plan to borrow from me next time. Human heart is always insufficient. Say that I am no different from them. The difference is that I know when to reach out, what to take, and what to kill and not touch."

Ante thoughtfully.