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Chapter 108 0107: Passengers in the journey

A beam of light passing through the clouds slanted on the Palotusby wasteland.

The walls of the Santon Kaya tribe are brand new and tidy. The passages are full of baskets, all of which are firmly tied to wooden stakes with vines. Inside are forged arrowheads, and the soldiers are assembling them neatly. on the arrow shaft.

The refugees could not enter Santon Kaya at will. They temporarily lived in tents between the horses. Several people stopped to look around and saw a lot of weapons and equipment.

Spears, knives, and axes.

There is no need to repair these things anymore, they can only be thrown out before close combat, causing minimal casualties.

Soldiers came and went, dug trenches, and the snow was full of dense black footprints.

"They want to fight," one guy said absently. "They want to fight to the end with the Qi Bing apostles."

Ken stood not far away, directing the soldiers to continue improving the village's defense facilities.

He heard the voice clearly, turned his head, and looked at the group of refugees calmly. Even if he didn't mark [Attitude: Frightened] in the remarks, he could still feel the haze hanging over the northern border—— Ice ruthlessly freezes all living beings.

"No, I will die."

Another man muttered to himself that the werewolf slaughtered his entire family, and he escaped with his last breath.

On his way through the tundra, he had already seen corpses everywhere, and the smelly and black smoke. Now he was delirious and could only hug himself and tremble. He didn't have the courage that a man in the north should have.

"Apostle Qi Bing will also be injured."

Ken walked up to him, frowning and sweeping around the restless refugees.

"There is no shortage of brave men in those destroyed tribes. They will not kill at the neck. Even if they are killed, they will bite off the flesh of the enemy."

Ken put his palm on the opponent's shoulder, hoping to remind the refugees of his identity as a warrior. He said in a heavy tone:
"How much will it cost you to come here alive? After a long journey, the enemies are exhausted. Are you going to just escape like this? Be strong, we have no choice, Palotus has a better chance of survival , You always have to fight for yourself.”

All the refugees in the shelter fell silent.

The pain of losing their homeland has been deeply rooted in my heart, the fear of facing the enemy and the unwillingness to survive numbness are intertwined...

They can only keep silent.

[It is very difficult to eliminate this negative emotion, but because of your words and deeds, this group of people has been appeased, and it will take time to recover. 】

Ken nodded, quietly left the space, and turned into another temporary shelter next to him.

The movement of him to lift the curtain interrupted the conversation inside.

This group of people got up from the tables and corners, and stood quietly behind the fire cage. They were dressed better, and in addition to cotton-padded jackets and animal skins, they also used fine down from southern Xinjiang.

【Separated Caravan】

[Attitude: Nervous]

"What do you want us to do," asked the leading middle-aged man. "We're innocent, we don't know how to use weapons, I...I feel..."

Ken raised his palm to interrupt.

His actions made all the traders and porters around panic, and the mercenaries moved closer together to prevent the troops that might rush in at any time.

"If I want to hurt you, why save them?"

Ken laughed.

"I will not force you to stay, but as a reward, I hope to keep the supplies. During this period of time, we have seized a lot of lighter property, which can be used as an exchange."

"You want to pay us?"

Someone in the corner wondered if they had heard it wrong.

Ken replied seriously: "Just as you think."

Palotus is quite savage, and such things as being brave in righteousness usually don't happen to traders, because they travel between the southern border countries and the northern border, and earn money from different beliefs.

The locals in the northern border are more entangled.

On the one hand, they will rely on the commercial roads to exchange goods and trade development, but on the other hand, in their hearts, they no longer think that this group of people are their compatriots, and they also refuse to admit that the guys on the business roads of various countries are old gods. believers.

Soon, the soldiers moved in all kinds of things and stacked them in the center of the open space.

Most of the spoils here are spoils, and the rest are collected by expeditions, as well as the treasures that the [Fisherman] found in the [Ice Eye].

The quantity is not large, and the target is not large, which is very suitable for selling in this extraordinary period.

The mercenaries showed a tangled expression.

The captain's eyes wandered between the bags of money and the old jewelry, wondering if he might have missed some plot.

[Event: Emergency Trade]

[Fate is always intertwined with surprises and accidents. Caravans often encounter emergencies on the way. When you face these opportunities to pick up the loopholes, you can earn a fortune cruelly, or exchange them fairly. 】

"We used these things to buy your weapons and equipment and daily necessities, and the amount of food reserved was enough to reach the trading tribe."

The soldiers in charge of reception made a final summary to the vendors.

The mercenary captain carefully inspected the repaired truck, and they finally confirmed that the tribal leader with a southern face was a kind gentleman.

"We're ashamed."

Everyone blocked the village road and did not leave immediately.

Ken felt that the vigilance of this group of people had relaxed, and their tone of voice changed from probing to sincere.

[You have gained the respect of several merchants and retail investors. 】

"Mr. Ken, we will recite your deeds in Palotusbi. When the chaos is over, we are willing to form business partners with the Santon Kaya tribe."

"Extremely looking forward to it, let's go, I wish you good luck."

Ken nodded goodbye to them.

"I also sincerely pray that you are safe."

The vendors left with bright eyes and continued their business travel life. This encounter is a highlight worth remembering and retelling during the journey. It is a campfire story full of blood and warmth.

Ken lowered his head and looked at the strings of tassels in his hand.

Before the mercenaries left, they took off the decorations that concealed their personal marks on their armor, and specially delivered them to him.

"You are a respectable person. It is a pity that we must set off immediately to complete this commission. But if there is a chance in the future, we hope to do a job under your hands, whether it is escorting goods or adventures. It doesn’t matter whether it’s treasure, you can send it as you like!”

The guy who spoke patted the breastplate with a large foot basin. His smile was very bright, and his two teeth could even reflect sunlight.

[Item: Mercenary Accessories]

[One of the items that symbolize friendship and respect in the northern border can be used in mercenary organizations or mountain pass taverns. Those strong warriors will be more friendly to you and offer lower prices. 】

(End of this chapter)