Power and Empire Chapter 34: Car Bandit Road Fighter
Crossing through the difficult winding mountain road in the Sodalai hills, the scene of the hills in front suddenly changed. The dense dark green vegetation on both sides of the mountain road was replaced by the dry brown loess slopes, and the damp feeling in the south became hot and dry.
The loess in the sky is spinning in the dry wind and dust, and the dry air from the northern ocean, like the invading Kujit people, blows the dry yellow sand from the loess in the western desert of the Kujit steppe to the middle of the kingdom. In the Sodalai hills, the Khergits who came with the yellow sand claimed that this was a gift from the mother of the earth to the Khergit warriors, while the Vykiyas, who are descended from the snow mountain, called it a "yellow peril"
The yellow dust particles coming toward the face only poured into the gaps in Du Yu's clothes, and Du Yu coughed straight, tears streaming down his face from a fat face, and a fat mouth spitting sand out, making a gray-headed face embarrassed. , If it weren’t for the northern cavalry who claimed to be knights before, and only two eyes were left wrapped in the linen clothes, the fat man would have fallen from his horse.
"Huh, I'm almost suffocating me"
Du Yu bends on the horse with a painful face and exhales, occasionally spitting sand out of his mouth like a small fish spitting bubbles, just rushing all the way to the level of walking the horse outside his castle Du Yu almost never gave up his breath. The large amount of yellow sand poured in from the gap in the clothes made Du Yu’s already fat body look more "swollen"
"What's the matter? Why did it stop ahead? They don't know if they are in a hurry now"
Fortunately, the dusty area is not large this time. After running for more than an hour, I finally saw the yellow and green ground in front. Du Yu was not happy yet, and found that the galloping horse team suddenly stopped.
"My lord, there is a checkpoint for the local lord in front"
The Crolisart next to panted, pointing his fingers to the entrance of the business road in front of him, and his face was as white as a piece of white paper. Crolisart, who was born as a mountain hunter, did not have much better equestrian skills than a fat man. If it weren’t for his agility, Crolithat would almost have been shaken by the sprinting horses under his hips
"My lord, this should be the tax card set up by the local lords of Satdaw County on the business road. We need to pay tax to pass"
Du Yu stretched out his head curiously and saw that two thick cypress bars lay across the business road that was the only way in front, and a row of simple fences made of broken planks blocked the way forward. Behind the fence, there are more than a dozen people wearing ragged leather armor. Where are the peasants and soldiers looking at the cavalry who suddenly rushed out of the yellow sand in the sky
"Tax card?" Du Yu heard Crolitsart's words, his face was weirdly shocked, thinking that he had come all the way to this ruined place to beat Kujites and was charged with money. He never did it. The fat man who lost his business was angry, and the anger he held in his heart through the yellow sand area just broke out, and he sternly spoke to the next to Crolisat
"I went to help them fight the Kujites, so I dared to ask for money from Laozi! Follow me to see which idiot is who eats the guts of the bear and the leopard"
Fatty rode from behind the team to the front fence railing with a cold face. He saw a middle-aged nobleman wearing white trim and arrogantly carrying a dozen peasants in ripped leather armor. Standing in front of the wooden barrier, he cocked his hands to count the number of horse teams behind him, and muttered "211..., 213,..." in a low voice.
, the sand city riots in front shaved the fat cavalry one by one, and the sand on their bodies was thickly pasted. The image was so miserable and miserable that it was indistinguishable from the army. The middle-aged nobles are regarded as those nobles who fled from the south,
Seeing how these great northern aristocrats were swallowing their voices in front of them, the middle-aged aristocrats felt very refreshed
"You, that's you, that fat man"
Seeing the fat man’s unique figure coming forward from behind the horse team, the middle-aged nobleman saw that this fat man should be the leader of the horse team, the muttering in his mouth stopped, and pointed at the fat man’s voice like a male duck. Shouted arrogantly
"You are passing through the territory of the Marquis of Hezaroka. According to the "Lord of the Kingdom Act", each of you needs to pay a protection fee for a small silver Luke"
The language of the middle-aged nobleman paused for a while, and his face cunningly continued to face the fat man
"Each of your horses needs to pay a big silver luke, we will guarantee your safety in the Marquis of Hezaroka in accordance with the law"
"As long as I give you money, can you really protect our safety?"
The fat man looked at the gesticulating middle-aged nobleman below, suppressing the anger in his heart, and his red and fat face became more and more cute. This silly look looked at Crolithat next to him and felt cold.
"The cuter this fat guy smiles, the harder he gets, this guy is going to be unlucky"
"Yes, yeah, as long as you give the money, everything else is not a problem. You have to believe in the strength of our Hezaroka family. We are a big family with a 500-member army, which is the Kujit who runs north. People dare not provoke us. Without the protection of our Hezaroka family, the Kujites would have cut your heads and spent money to eliminate disasters. You made a lot of money."
, the middle-aged nobleman who has not felt that he is about to face a catastrophe responded with a smile on his face, his right hand is very skillful and gestures to the Kujit to cut people, and he is secretly happy that he is about to have a large sum of money into the account. ,
"These nobles are like this, as long as you mention the vicious Kujites, everything is easy to say"
In fact, this is not the territory of the Marquis of Hezaroka at all. It is just that the nobles of Sartdor, under the attack of the Kujites, killed and ran, and the family of Hezaroka in the south was fighting. Some of my own troops dared to stay here. I saw a large number of northern refugees fleeing from here to the south some time ago. When I thought about it, I set up checkpoints on these borderless lands and made a fortune.
"I am a knight traveling, you can see how much money is appropriate for so many of us! Can you make less, you also know that this year's adulthood is not good"
Fatty turned his head with embarrassment, looked at the cavalry behind him, and gestured with his hands in embarrassment, like a northern aristocrat who flees in embarrassment but wants to remain decent
"Well, just give 400 big silver Luke"
The middle-aged nobleman smiled knowingly on his face, and stretched out his four fingers and shook in front of the fat horse. This way, too many faceless nobles saw too much, and they obviously went to the south to escape and even said that they were going to knights. , As long as you are willing to give money, you just go to the Kujit and I won’t stop you from cutting me
"Only 400 silver Luke! It made me worry about it"
The middle-aged nobleman sighed relaxedly when he saw the fat man on the horse, patted his chest with his right hand, and then took out from his bucket-like waist a piebald leopard with dozens of small gems on its surface. Inside the leather purse, there is a crisp sound of metal "crushing" collision,
The middle-aged nobleman dazzled under the dazzling sun with the money bag inlaid with gems. Looking at the precious gems on the surface of the money bag, listening to the heavy and wonderful business coming from it, the middle-aged nobleman couldn’t help it. Puff it up
"This is a fat fish that can't be fat"
This extremely luxurious purse is the most eye-catching thing that the fat man had seen yesterday from the belongings that the fat man transported back from Crolithard, according to the fat man’s words
"A man's guts is his money bag, and a man has to have a purse that is easy for him." The fat man naturally hid this "eye-catching" thing privately.
"Come on, these are all yours!"
Seeing the remorseful middle-aged aristocrat below, the fat man knew that the prey had been hooked, and he shook the purse in his hand at the middle-aged aristocrat below, making the eyes of the middle-aged aristocrat below greedy and greedy.
"These are all mine!"
Hearing the words of Fatty right away, the middle-aged aristocrat below could no longer hold back his greedy yu look. His eyes were crazy and stretched out his hand to the money bag in Fatty’s hand, wishing to hold the money bag in his hand
"Ah" The middle-aged nobleman who threw himself at the money bag suddenly let out a scream, his whole body was kicked out by violent force, his body rolled on the ground, and the hand reaching for the fat money bag was strangely twisted. The bone was kicked by the fat man riding on the horse
"I'm **** your grandma, dare to ask me for money, I'm the ancestor of the road bully, the robber!"
The fat man is like a fat bear irritated in hibernation. He jumped off his horse, one foot after another, and stomped heavily on the deformed palm of the middle-aged nobleman. The middle-aged nobleman was in pain. The scream is like a high-pitched tenor song. It is a few heights higher than the drake-like voice just now, and it almost tears everyone’s ears. It is the most famous tenor in the kingdom. Shame
The farmers and soldiers around can clearly hear the crisp cracking sound of the bones under Fatty’s feet, but looking at the gleaming blades of the cavalry nearby, no one dared to come forward to rescue the middle-aged nobleman and let him leave the middle-aged. The nobles screamed like a mouse nailed to the ground and trampled by a human-shaped violent bear
"It’s really a shame to learn how to be a road tyrant when he doesn’t fight! If you didn’t have time for your fat man today, you would have to give up both of your hands!"
The fat man saw the middle-aged nobleman who had passed out, and kicked the hand of the middle-aged nobleman who had completely shattered with his foot, and found that the middle-aged nobleman had really passed out of pain and passed out, so he looked at him unwillingly. The soil-covered middle-aged nobleman spit.
Looking at the unnamed cavalry team rolling away, the peasants in the level were cautious. The middle-aged aristocrat who had passed out and dragged to the shade on the side of the road,
"Don't fight, don't fight..."
is sprinkling water again and pushing the chest~IndoMTL.com~ After a while, the middle-aged nobleman vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, then woke up swayingly, and his arm immediately blocked left and right, and split his hand subconsciously. The bone makes the muscles on the painful face of the middle-aged nobleman twitch,
"Where is that fat man"
The severe pain awakened the middle-aged nobleman, only to find that he was surrounded by his own peasants. It seems that the violent fat man just now has gone, and he hates his teeth when he thinks that there was no peasant to save him. Itchy
"Run, but don’t worry, sir, we remember that fat man’s name"
A farm soldier who was supporting the middle-aged nobleman nodded proudly, hoping that his outstanding performance would make him less avenged. This middle-aged nobleman is a well-known man who must report it. Last time, a farmer accidentally Swearing a "skin-scraping ghost", the middle-aged nobleman hung to death on a sign in the center of the town in front of all the villagers
"Oh, did you remember his name? What is his name?"
The middle-aged nobles are also very surprised. In the past, it was better for these crude peasants to remember the name of a nobleman than to let them work hard. Those slurred noble names were like these simple peasants One by one esoteric curse
"He called the car bandit Roadhog, all of us heard it! You can ask them if you don’t believe me"
Seeing the middle-aged nobleman’s unbelieving look, the peasant soldier behind him was anxious, pointing to all his companions around him and vowing to affirm that the peasant soldier didn’t know how he would remember this weird name, but just thought This name is very powerful, cool, and relieved.
When the name is mentioned, everyone thinks of the tragic image of the middle-aged nobleman in front of him being rubbed by a violent bear
"Yes, he called the car bandit road tyrant!" All the peasants and soldiers looked at each other and nodded fiercely