Chapter 2 Powers [2]

Most of the Lakvere people like to stab with slender swords. Speaking of which, in Tamsalu, there are one or two mercenary regiments of this race. Even during the period of Black Jack's hegemony, he was not beaten, but if it hadn't been for the sudden outbreak of the three bitches in Matsuba Village, I'm afraid this pattern would have lasted for a long time.

Unfortunately, Boss Ma doesn't have so much free time to play hide-and-seek with people.

Pup!

A thin sword was cut away with one knife. Two thin men were cut down by Boss Ma's attacks one after another. There were people at both ends of the street. The taurotus carried totem iron wood and hammer. The worst was also a super-giant two-handed axe. A group of bastards did not take several mercenary regiments in the East District as green onions at all, and even the remnants of Black Jack. The forces also came to help the Lakweilei people. Unfortunately, the horse boss, who was holding a large group of little people, only wanted to clear the obstacles in the shortest time.

There is news that the Western Mercenary Federation will come to the door at any time, which makes Boss Ma very worried. Of course, if someone offers a reward for one or two guys with their heads caught by the door panel in the killer union, maybe Tiger Zorro's record will be added.

It is not too much to describe Tamsalu in panic.

The King of Estonia and Grand Duke Narval sent messengers. Of course, they were sneaky. They wanted to listen to the wind. As a result, they met Boss Ma who swept all directions. One or two messengers were cut to death with knives and casually drew a circle, saying that someone blocked the road and robbed them, so they sent a large number of people.

Jasmine's Fengke family can be said to steal chickens and eat rice. Originally, they thought that the three guys from Mustave should be easy to control, but no one thought that Norton, the tauren was fierce enough, the miser Sahili's network was deep enough, and Ma, the evil wolf, was not as smart as human beings.

Charles, who was salivating beside him, smiled all day long. He used to look like his own son who died. Now he is like a spring breeze, openly summoning skeletons and zombies to stand in front of Boss Ma. By the way, not every mercenary regiment can raise a magician, especially this kind of necromancer who cherishes animals. Many mercenary regiments want to have a dying struggle. According to reason, with the existing mercenary strength of Tamsalu, it is definitely not Boss Ma's turn to dominate.

But in fact, it is the same. The advantage of the three bitches in Songye Village is that no one knows their details, and the three guys are too ruthless. It doesn't give others a chance to think at all. Those who follow me will prosper and those who oppose me will die. In the short term, the whole Tamsalu will undoubtedly be the world of power.

Some little people who want to fish in troubled waters report the progress of the matter to their masters, just like Ivanov of the Slavic Money House. Like Lacia, this fat uncle has a unique vision. In the mercenary riot, he pressed the right treasure. It's not too much to fight for gold every day. Boss Ma deposited the daily cash from the storefront and street in Lazia's bank, which made Ivanov, a Slav, extremely popular.

Many people began to speculate about who this mysterious Nile man is related to.

Basically, the mercenary organizations that can resist boldly are only the remnants of some old mercenary regiments, which unite to occupy most of the eastern region and part of the block in the south of the city. Those places are the nest of thorny birds. This makes Claude. Feng Ke was a little worried. He always felt that such a low-key Bruce. Wayne, it's not the style he should have at all. The old man's idea is right, Bruce. Of course, Wayne has to think about counterattacks, especially at such a very difficult time.

"Is there any resistance?" The miser Sha Heely found a lot of treasures from the strongholds of the Lakweilei people. These good-looking gold weapons attracted the attention of countless street people, while Boss Ma next to him grinned, "Today's attendance members are drawn 5%. This is a trophy. Damn, what a tenacious guy!"

A leader of Lakvere is named Wat Monlon. He has excellent swordsmanship. He has a small reputation in the Narval area and is also very righteous. It can be said that among the folk rangers, his reputation is good.

Grand Duke Narval once recruited him, but he refused him. Two years ago, because of a murder, he was rewarded 4,000 gold coins by Grand Duke Narval. He was a powerful character.

"Tiger. House, you bastard!"

Wat Munlong, who was suppressed on the ground, twisted vigorously, stabbed twice on his body, and his sword was cut off by Boss Ma. The whole stronghold was turned into ruins, while Charles, the Necromancer, tastefully added a layer of prohibition to each prisoner. In order to study, the old man worked for Boss Ma for ten years, Maybe I'm willing to.

"Bastard?" Ma Hu smiled, squatted on the ground, patted Water Monlong's face, and said, "Lakweilei people are not as nagging as you, are they?"

"Son of a bitch, I can't beat you, but don't let me admit defeat!"

This stubborn swordsman is indeed qualified to be arrogant. The tauren beside him picked up Watermonlon like a chicken and said contemptuously, "You idiot, you have said that if you surrender and let you bless your original position, if you don't listen, you have to resist stubbornly. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Don't tell me you don't know!"

Nowadays, a tauroy whose head is worth more than 10,000 gold pounds despises those chirping miscellaneous things very much. The deterrent power of the two-handed super ax can definitely make some disobedient little bastards stop. Water Monlong stared at Norton and shouted, "Get out of here--"

"Fuck you!" An impatient taurese finally lost his temper, kicked Lakweiren's stomach, and shouted flatly, "Take him down and starve him for three days!" Damn, it's so annoying!"

"Please, can you be a little patient? You're not dealing with buffaloes. You're dealing with people, do you know? A miser who couldn't stand it took a handful of gold coin in his arms and then looked at Norton contemptuously.

Sahili's contemptuous eyes are undoubtedly the biggest shame for Norton. The tauren warrior roared, "These days, I see you, a scum, pick up gold coins and pick it up. You son of a bitch, don't you know that it's me who goes out to take the lead?"

"Oh, isn't it? Why don't I know?" With that, Sahili, who shrugged his shoulders, walked out slowly. The stretcher on the side went in and out, and the humming wounded were dragged out. The beast shouted from afar, "Don't use the healing medicine of sixty silver coins, just use twenty silver coins. They can't die!"

Presumably this shout can make many people put up a middle finger in their hearts to express their bad contempt for the Vikings.

With the annexation of Lakvere's stronghold, in terms of frontal fighting strength, the only thing that can compete with the popular BT mercenary regiment today is the mercenary alliance led by the former deputy of the Black Jack Mercenary Regiment and the Black Queen Quinn.

However, looking at the mess of the ground, many fierce people hiding in the crowd feel that Tamsalu at this time has become chaotic and confusing because of an accident, a fight and a shit luck.