Chapter 15 Trading [3]

I don't know whether it's an illusion or reality. When people find that many troops under the banner of black tigers have entered the southern region of Estonia, a large group of tauren-headed people have received a message in a daze that the tribal chief council next month will select the vacant tauren Shaman. Before that, it is said that the bloodline of the tauren king who drove the white bull priests out of Tamsalu seemed to have the courage of a unified tribe.

And behind all this, there is some evil smiling-faced animal there.

From Verjan to Tartu, from Bolchama to Varga, this area of tauren residence under Estonian control seems to be a little surging. And the only thing that is certain is that this time, it will never be a small thing. Something big will definitely happen.

On the east bank of Lake Wort, some chiefs of Tartu were still fiercely opposed to the entry of the tautor Norton, but soon they shut up. Because of the great mage Saab. Nice came back and brought an army of 10,000 people. These soldiers with spears and swords and hardcover armor are firmly controlling this place with a peaceful attitude. And a few days later, the chiefs who were full of opposition died strangely.

And Saab. Nice, while consolidating his position, became the shaman mages jointly respected by Bolzama and Tartu. He mastered a total of more than 20 shaman mages. In terms of strength, the residences of the two integrated tauren became a little powerful in an instant. But the power of public opinion is going in the opposite direction. The damn new term peacekeeping force spreads quickly among the old and weak women and children of the tareans.

Women and children all feel that people from Tamsalu are a little enlightened and always so hospitable. So Boss Ma's reputation has improved surprisingly here.

"It's incredible. More than a decade ago, people here couldn't wait to eat merchants from the north as kebabs." Sahili looked surprised and looked at Boss Ma, and this bastard looked like an unfathomable bird, pretending that I was very flat. It made the Viking man angry.

As for Norton, he is still busy with his identity these days. He really doesn't understand the benefits of this messy way for carelessness. Just because of that damn bloodline, now he has been pushed to the forefront of the storm.

Which fool doesn't know Norton?

"The tiger is such a bitch." Norton said so hatefully.

"I agree with you once."

An unscrupulous Viking said with an equally obscene smile.

The infinite appearance of these three guys dismantled each other, and several followers beside them suddenly sweated coldly. These days, the emperor is like a tiger. The three bosses are bragging and farting here, and their subordinates are scared to death.

It's just that many old birds know that the three bosses are very casual men, and they are not as moody as unscrupulous nobles.

Of course, Tiger. Except for House, a madman, or would the Count of Carpathian jump in a hurry? In this year, who doesn't know the ice tiger in the north? Although everyone knows that the Roma Empire is strong, there is nothing we can do. Not long ago, a fierce man from Nile unexpectedly turned His Majesty the Order of the Franks into waste paper. The imperial emperor slapped him in the face. Now, His Majesty the Frankish Emperor, I'm afraid he just wants to kill Tiger fiercely. House, or peel him and tear him off the bone.

Tartu, the last few dishonest tribes. The chiefs looked at Saab angrily. Nice, roared, "Saab. Master Nice, we will never promise to obey the blood of the royal family that comes out of nowhere. His name is Norton? Whether he is the partner of the Northern Ice Tiger or not, I will not obey! Absolutely not!"

Saab. Nice smiled coldly, seemed to be sorting out some sentences, and then said, "No? If you insist, then I don't have to continue to talk nonsense with you. You know, I'm already an old man who is almost 80 years old. In a few years, I may go to heaven to pray with the gods!"

Two of the tauror-head chiefs seemed to smell something different. They hesitated for a moment before whispering, "Master, we are willing to consider the future of the tribe and obey the order of the blood of the Norton royal family."

At this moment, it can disintegrate the confidence of the two chief-level taurn warriors. I have to say that the resourceful Saab. Nice is still a little powerful. I'm afraid that only the young and young descendants didn't know his strong and powerful strength in those years. Anyone who is a little older will know, Saab. The name Nice is absolutely synonymous with invincible in the taut's mage army.

And sometimes, the ability of this old mage is already invincible.

Sure enough, wise people will get the right to continue to live. Soon these guys will be glad to see how wise they are.

"You two bastards! We agreed to boycott it together! That Norton has no foundation in Tartu, and there is no need to be afraid of him at all!" The most arrogant tribal chief just now seemed to be dissatisfied with the betrayal of the two allies and roared angrily.

Saab. Nice sneered and said, "It seems that some people are really stubborn."

"Go to hell! Saab. Nice!"

The situation suddenly reversed. The madman suddenly pulled out his tomahawk and rushed over. On the surface, this move went on, Saab. Nice is bound to die.

But the old mage seemed to show an inexplicable smile. With such an expression on his face, he moved his cane slightly and quickly read, "Lightning Chain!"

Two times, the tauror who was just charging was turned into roast beef. It was stiff there. The tomahawk stayed in mid-air, and then there was a click. The handle of the wooden axe broke, the axe blade hit the ground with a bang, and the whole tomahawk broke into the ground. And the taurman chief soldier did not move again.

"appear, breeze!"

Another spell, a breeze blew, and the scorched black body in the hall immediately turned into dust, blew out, and disappeared without a trace.

All the taurion chiefs are dumb and no longer dare to talk too much.

"Now, is there anyone else who wants to object?" Saab. Nice's **wei can be seen.

Look at these guys with a sneer, Saab. Nice said half-warningly, "Once there is any unfavorable behavior against the Tamsalu army, this is the end!" If it hadn't been for the fact that this old guy had a bull-headed face and was seen by Boss Ma, I'm afraid he would immediately scold that this guy was born to play the lackey in the movie.

But in Saab. Obviously, there is no such clause in Nice's code of conduct. In his opinion, he ascended to the title of the strongest shaman mage and can also make the Tauren race prosperous, which is definitely a credit that future generations can remember. It can be said that it is the glory that the predecessors will remember firmly.

He will never allow some small fish and shrimp to disrupt his plan. Today's Tamsalu's strength is absolutely beyond his imagination. When he saw tens of thousands of people transporting supplies to the south at the same time, Saab. Nice has been enlightened. No one can do this ability to mobilize materials, not to mention the tare-headed tribe, even in the Kingdom of Estonia.

However, tens of thousands of people served in an orderly manner. In just half a month, a simple town was built in Tartu.

The wall is about five meters high and about two and a half meters wide. Most of the houses are made of soil in the middle. Most of the houses are based on wood and stones, and the number of the army's family members is 50,000 to 60,000. These guys are originally the kind of people who have no land in the north. These people originally fled from western Estonia to find relatives, but now it seems that this is really a very good deal.

They not only let men find a good job, but also some guys can successfully join the army with a lot of military pay. Then I went to Tartu and reclaimed this vast land with the Taurus. There were so many good fields that some guys were happy to think that it was a dream.

But both these poor bankrupt farmers and tare bulls know that all this is not a dream, but what happens in reality.

With Tartu Shaman Saab. Nice was conscientious and in response, and Boss Ma also did a very decent job. There is a city in the south of Tartu that is the only city of the Tauren. It is called Waru, which was built by several more powerful Tauren tribes together with gos. In terms of appearance, it is a little different from the human city, but there is no doubt that its strength is beyond doubt.

But, Tiger. House's two legions came here. There are about 4,000 taurus warriors here, and 30,000 to 60,000 can be called to join the army at any time, but the taurus are short of supplies and have never had enough equipment to arm themselves, so the number of their troops is very small.

But this time, Tiger. House doesn't seem to care about all this, because the first batch of mass-produced powerful magic crystal cannons have been born. Christian and Weber's research has made a substantial breakthrough. Although in fact, they exceeded the fiscal deficit of nearly 50,000 gold coins in a few months, there is no doubt that it is very worthwhile. The range of the magic crystal gun has been greatly improved, which can cover a range of two kilometers, and to a large extent, it can prevent the improved magic crystal ammunition from self-detonation. The barrel has also been strengthened, and it can shoot more than 35 times in a row, and this is only a conservative estimate. If it is not considered for safety in the future, it is also possible to shoot 100 times at a time, in Christian's view.

The experimental maniac Weber is also special. If you want to meet the needs of the siege, then the power of the earth magic crystal ammunition will be the best!

After hearing the news, Tiger. House is very happy! It seems that all this is what he wants to see!