0161 Evil has a bad retribution

In the fear of lingering fear, the Heishan merchants and others fled more than ten miles in one breath before stopping to take a breath. Looking back, he was sure that no army was chasing him, and the Montenegrin merchants patted his chest and secretly congratulated.

Heishanjiao is inventorying "goods". Unexpectedly, he found dozens of luxury tents above the highway, with beautiful people, carriages and horses, and other gorgeous clothes. At a glance, you will know that if they are not rich, they are expensive. Out of the professional instinct of "robbers", Kunzhong of Montenegro secretly observed himself and saw the largest brocade tent in the center of the camp. The sullen and stunning aristocratic girl is centered on two men and a woman. The woman is as fat as a ball and ugly. The two men are as black and thin as a monkey, rolling their eyes and looking at the sky.

After the four-person seat, there are more than a dozen men and women standing respectfully, including several generals in armor and nobles wearing marked medals. It can be seen how noble aristocratic girls who are either sit or stand by them and hold the stars like the moon.

Inside and outside the camp, the endless stream of soldiers have three kinds of uniform equipment, among which a small number of young and strong imperial soldiers are all carrying short swords*; the closest to the central tent are some shaman guards with military uniforms with gold silk and epaulettes embroidered with swords and shields; the largest number of people on the periphery are private ones in dark blue clothes. The Corps focuses on guarding and protecting up to hundreds of tightly wrapped trucks.

"Look at the depth of the printing of those trucks left in the camp, there must be extremely valuable property hidden in them. Coupled with these seemingly expensive rich meat tickets, it's really a good deal!" The coveted Montenegrossman rubbed his hands excitedly.

"Their manpower is roughly estimated to be the same as us at most. Maybe if you are lucky, you can have a try--h?! Isn't that Xiao*jun? Why did he come here?

In the surprise and doubts at the Point of Montenegro, a small group of empire * flew out of the camp. First, a rich and noble officer, Ding Qing looked at it carefully and said, "Haha" and said, "I said, "Which two people who are not long-sighted outside and spying? It turned out to be your two brothers!"

"What's the business of the little * count?" The Black Mountain merchant greeted the smelly wine and meat friends in "Tianjing" and greeted them enthusiastically: "We haven't seen each other for a long time. How did the two nine-year-old village girls I sent to your house last time feel? Haha."

"His Royal Highness entrusted the errand of our 17th* brigade and came to welcome the crown princess Yaya to meet the prince in the 'Wind Wing City'." Put away the pistol, the little * count looked at the long slave "human dragon" in the Montenegro team and smiled, "Your two brothers have gained a lot this time, and you have made another big hit."

"It turns out that the Grand Duke is also here. Say hello to our brother." The Montenegrin merchant smiled flatteringly.

"The count smiled. This is to make some hard money. It's time for you to face the prestige in front of His Royal Highness, that you have such an important job as escorting the crown princess. You don't use the other thirty-five * brigades and the 'shadow blade clan', and only labored the count's 17th brigade alone. This It is enough to prove the count's extraordinary ability and His Highness's importance and trust in you. The Montenegrin merchants are so skillful that they can do their best to pat horses and whiskers.

Wear it thousands of clothes, but don't wear it. Hearing this, the little Count said quite usefully, "It's true that there are many talents in the prince's account. It can be said that there are many counselors and fierce warriors, but speaking of His Highness's most important one, hey, no one dares to be a second person except the Count and the ten guards."

"That's, that's it." The Montenegrin merchant echoed, "There is a long-standing saying in Beijing, 'Wendan*, Wujian Ten Guards.' That's what I said! But then again, how can the reckless man from the Ten Guards be qualified to be compared with the noble bloodline of the Count's generation? Let him continue the tail of the mink, which is already highly regarded by him.

"Good boy, you can talk, hahaha." The little * count smiled and said, "Princess Feng drives to rest here. It's not polite for you to stay outside. You'd better go on the road earlier."

"Thank you, Count, for reminding me." Seeing that the other party's dripping eyes kept spinning on the beautiful female slaves he was, and scolding in his heart, the black man said with a smile on his face: "Those beautiful skin and tender meat are quite watery. It is rare that they are all virgins of yellow girls. When they turn back to Beijing, they will send them to the count. Go to the house."

"Hahaha-" The little * count patted the flatter on the shoulder with gratitude, laughed on his back and led the team back to the camp.

"Bah--" The Black Mountain merchant who put away his stiff smile spat fiercely at the distant riding shadow and cursed, "Bastard, a few little women are cheap of this pervert, grass, him, mother-"

"What's going on?! Who is coming?!" Black Mountain Point pointed around the regiment of mercenaries in black, and the crowd gushed out of the black pressure shouted in horror.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Montenegro hid behind the horses and looked around. In the depths of the wilderness of Qiuyuan, there were countless heads surging. Unconsciously, the black mercenary regiment had been surrounded.

"What's the situation?! I'm afraid there are 100,000 of these exile gangsters?!" The Black Mountain couldn't help screaming: "Da Damn it! What did I see?! Armored tank?! Two!! Oh my God!!!"

The black-clad mercenaries jumped and made a mess. At a glance, the Montenegan merchant saw the "bitch dog" who betrayed the villagers of his kingdom's compatriots squatting in the slave crowd. He frowned and made up his mind. He secretly took out a dagger from his arms and waved to the "bitch dog". The man pointed to the tip of his nose with his finger. After making sure that it was calling him, he was over with joy and unaware of death. .

Taking advantage of the unprepared goods, the Montenegro merchant suddenly grabbed his head and ended the dog's life with a knife. In a panic, he dragged the body into the carriage. For a moment, the Montenegrin merchant god who put on the civilian clothes of "bitch dog" unconsciously buried his head and buried his face in the slave team.

A windbreaker boy wearing sunglasses jumped out of the crowd accompanied by two beautiful girls. He looked at the black mercenaries hiding everywhere and said loudly, "I'm An Mochen, the eighth master of the 'Spirit Snake' Party. I'm sorry!"

Two terrible armored tanks were pushed out from side to side, and several shells fell. In the loud explosion, countless men's bodies in black mercenary regiments were blown up, and their bones were blown away.

Heishanjiao looked bad, and he didn't have time to look for his brother. He turned over and rushed into the slant thorn!

A small glittering silver axe suddenly circled and flew out. After cutting off the head of the fleeing Black Mountain Point, it fell back to a dark, beautiful and boyish hand. The frightened horses, with the headless corpses of the Black Mountain Point, fled.

"Do you want to run?" "Black Pearl" coldly wiped his nose and smiled, "Master Han will give you a free ride."

The Montenegro merchant disguised to hide among hundreds of male and female slaves did not dare to speak out for fear of leaking their traces and being discovered by the slaves. Stealing the camp above the highway had already been moved by three armies and with knives and guns, protecting the central account where the imperial crown princess Yaya was located like an iron barrel.

Countless times flashed the idea of asking for help from the old acquaintance Little * Count, but it was extinguished by the cruelty of reality; and whether the little * Earl, a forgetful wine and meat friend, is willing to help himself, even if he can suppress these vicious exile gangs, it is still unknown!

At this time, the "Black Society" has been secretly detained by the "Spirit Snake" party and secretly purchased two armored tanks from the "Canglang Empire", which scattered and fled. Obviously, they did not intend to let go of the other party alone. An Mochen and Leng Ruohan have led the gangsters to fight against the frightened birds, like slaughtering pigs.

"Everyone, run for your life!" An Yichen and An Liner picked up the ropes to cut off the slaves, and the people who were rescued could not take care of gratitude and tried their way to escape. In a panic, no one noticed that the cunning Black Mountain merchant also took the opportunity to pick up a life.

In the tent of the wall, Tang Yi, the commander of the black, thin and capable New Seventh Army, took a bigger step into the meteor. After bowing to Princess Yaya, he asked Wan Shan, the commander of the 101st Division, the commander of the Royal Guard, "Would General" Wan Shan, "Would you like to go over and investigate-"

Although the second general has the same rank, the combat strength and status of the Royal Guard's "Ton Royal Forest Army" are not comparable to the Tang Sect's private soldiers of the New Seventh Army. On the way, Tang Yi has maintained considerable courtesy respect for himself, a well-known colleague who shouldered the responsibility of escorting.

"It seems that a private commercial mercenary regiment of the empire had a fierce fight with the exile gang." The little Count interrupted with a timely smile and looked at his uncle.

"This is the territory of the old country. The situation is dangerous and mixed with dragons and snakes. We have a heavy responsibility, and it is really not appropriate to have more branches." The majestic General Wanshan half turned around and asked another important figure at the scene: "What do you think? *Grand Duke."

The old and fat * Grand Duke's thumb and index finger twisted his white beard and coughed twice, "What does this family gang fight have to do with us noble people? It is important to protect several distinguished guests such as the Crown Princess and His Royal Highness.

"The great duke has a good opinion." Wang Lei, the minister who sat aside, echoed.

"Oh--"

At this moment, An Mochen, who was in the field, led the gangsters and shouted and roared away after leaving thousands of incomplete mercenaries in black -