Chapter 35, Fireblade Tribe
By this time, Bolton also knew that Fang Hao wanted to see him.
Although he was injured, he bowed respectfully.
"Sit down." Fang Hao said casually.
Bolton sat down nervously, and began to speculate on the reason why Fang Hao was looking for him.
No regrets, just kill it.
If I had known that I had left last night, at least there was a possibility of surviving.
Just when Bolton wanted to beg for mercy, Fang Hao put the roasted meat in front of it and asked, "Manim market, only the orc tribe is allowed to trade?"
kindness?
Bolton was stunned for a moment. It turned out that he wanted to inquire about the news of the Manim market.
Immediately replied: "Not all of them. Humans and dwarves once came to trade here, but now it is completely a trade between orc tribes."
Fang Hao was silent for a while, thinking quickly in his head.
When he went back to his room to rest last night, he thought about the orc market.
Today is the sixth day, and tomorrow is the day when the shield ends.
When the territory does not have this layer of protection, it will not be a good thing for the traversers like them.
So he had better go to Manim Market to check the situation while the protective cover is still there and see if he can trade some supplies.
So, I found Bolton early this morning to understand the situation.
"What about the undead?" Fang Hao continued to ask.
"Uh, if you want to go to the Manim Market, it's best to be a human. I am afraid that the undead will make things more difficult." Bolton replied hurriedly.
Fang Hao nodded and saw that the barbecue in front of him did not move.
Said: "What? Don't eat meat?"
"No, no." Bolton shook his head.
Pig-headed people are omnivores and eat everything.
And the digestive system is very good, known as the iron stomach, and naturally eat meat.
"Eat it. Eating enough will also help to recover from the injury. There is still plenty of meat in my territory."
"Thank, thank you sir." Bolton looked at Fang Hao cautiously, grabbed the barbecue with his hand and put it in his mouth.
Fang Hao continued to ask, "Manim Market, what can I sell?"
"Slaves, weapons and equipment, and food crops are all sold very well, and then there are ore, fur and the like." Bolton explained while eating.
Orcs are not good at blacksmithing, nor are they good at farming.
Therefore, weapons and food crops are selling well.
"Oh!" Fang Hao replied and began to bury his head in eating.
The two ate quickly. When Fang Hao was full, Bolton also put down the food in his hand, indicating that he was full.
Put out the fire and clean up everything.
Fang Hao handed the iron sword and hardwood shield in the hands of passing soldiers to Bolton, "Can this equipment be sold for money?"
Skeleton soldiers surrounded by guards were not afraid of what Bolton would do with his weapon.
Bolton looked carefully at the iron sword and shield.
Said: "This kind of ordinary equipment is not expensive in the orc market, but it is very popular. If the quantity is large, it can be sold for a good price."
Fang Hao nodded and stated his purpose.
"Bolton, I want to go to Manim Market to sell a batch of goods. You act as a guide for me. When the goods are sold out, I will pay you a fee, how about that?"
Fang Hao has a map to go to Manim Market, but if accompanied by Bolton.
There will be a lot less hassle.
After all, Manim is a market for orcs.
Hearing Fang Hao's words, Bolton's face was bitter.
It had planned to go directly to the tribe this morning, but now it seems that it will have to send Fang Hao to the Manim Market before returning.
I hope Fang Haoyue abides by the agreement and won't be too difficult for him.
"I would like to be your guide, my lord," Bolton said.
"it is good,
You wait outside the territory first, then we will set off together. "Fang Hao said.
Bolton nodded and walked out of the territory under the supervision of the skeleton soldiers.
...
Bolton went out.
The tall city wall blocked the sight of the outside world.
Don't worry, Bolton will discover Fang Hao's secret.
Fang Hao opened the book of lords and started making iron swords.
[Iron sword: wood 3, iron 3, leather 1. 】
The number is adjusted to 10.
make!
[Triggered by a hundred times increase, get iron sword 1010. 】
A huge number of iron swords appeared in the open space in front of him.
"Bring all the carriages and bundle the iron swords into the carriage." Fang Hao ordered.
Not long after, the five carriages left by the pig-headed man were brought over.
The horse is very docile, and did not react too much because of the undead species around.
The carriage pulled to the side, and the skeletons loaded the iron swords into the carriage as instructed.
Then, he came to the burial ground and planned to recruit some soldiers.
[Triggered by a hundred times increase, recruit 10100 skeleton soldiers. 】
[Triggered by a hundredfold increase, recruit 20200 Skeleton Spearmen. 】
In the previous war with the Orcs of the Burning Blade Tribe, I harvested 1,007 spines.
It has been in the warehouse and not used.
Enough for him to splurge now.
Continue to craft iron swords, iron spears, hardwood shields, armor, and equip newly recruited troops.
Get everything ready.
More than 30,000 troops, surrounded by five carriages, walked out of the territory.
Outside the territory, Bolton saw an army of tens of thousands of skeletons coming out of the territory, his eyes widened in disbelief.
He had just had breakfast with Fang Hao, and there were not such a large number of troops in the territory at that time.
Where does this come from.
"Bolton, get in the car, I still need you to guide the way." Sitting on the carriage, Fang Hao issued an invitation.
The crowded skeleton army made a way.
Bolton nervously got into the carriage and sat in the back.
"My lord, so many undead, I am afraid it will cause panic." Bolton reminded softly.
Small tribes are only a few hundred people.
Only large tribes can approach ten thousand people.
To dispatch tens of thousands of troops to escort the supplies on these carriages, I am afraid that only Fang Hao can do it.
"It's okay." Fang Hao didn't explain much.
The carriage drove forward, heading towards the Manim Market.
...
at the same time.
East of the territory, the Fireblade tribe.
The kobold patriarch who was killed twice by Fang Hao was kneeling in the center of the orc hall, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.
the night before.
More than 2,000 orc warriors were drowned by the undead army.
He was familiar with the terrain of the camp, and only survived by hiding in the excrement heap of the camp.
Outside the territory, he hesitated for a long time, and finally chose to come to the Fireblade Tribe to bring back the news of Kedo's death in battle, and let the Fireblade avenge himself.
Likewise, he may face the anger of the Burning Blade.
But at this time, he couldn't think about it anymore. For revenge, he could only use the power of the Fire Blade Tribe.
"You said Keto died?" A deep voice suddenly sounded.
On the seat in front, sat a burly orc.
Topless, revealing dark red tattoos, as well as various scars.
With a gray beard and a pair of tiger eyes full of killing intent, he was staring at the kobold patriarch.
He is the patriarch of the Burning Blade tribe, Kent.
Facing the oppression coming like a tidal wave, the kobold began to tremble uncontrollably, and answered tremblingly: "Yes, yes, Lord Keduo was killed by those evil undead, and all the other members died in battle. ."
boom! !
Kent slammed down with a punch, and the stone table in front of him exploded and shattered in an instant.
"Why didn't you die?"
