I was a swordsman in ancient Japan

"Speaking of it," Vasili said, "I heard that Boss Alexander spent a lot of money to acquire a set of Japanese armor recently. Is this true?"

"Yeah. It's true." Skulucci raised his right tail finger and picked his ear, "Alexander bought a set of 10 horses from a merchant who has been secretly doing business with us Cossacks. Japanese armor."

"10 horses for one set of armor." Vasily twitched the corner of his mouth.

Although their Europa continent has now completely entered the "Age of Firearms", at present, cavalry still play a great role on the battlefield.

The status of the cavalry did not decrease, but increased.

The high status of cavalry in the army has also made horse resources a very important strategic resource.

10 horses and 10 Don horses, this is not a small number.

"Is this armor made of gold?" Vasily muttered.

"I heard that it is a set of Nanban carcass with a very fine texture."

"Southern man?" Vasily asked back.

"It is a special kind of armor from Japan. Its characteristic is that it has absorbed our Europa's plate armor manufacturing technology. It is a special armor that has absorbed the characteristics of both plate armor and Japanese native armor."

"It is said that the protection is amazing."

"Boss Alexander exchanged 10 horses for this Southern barbarian carcass. I haven't seen it yet."

"Boss Alexander showed off his armor at a certain party before, but unfortunately I was not present at that party."

"I heard afterwards from people who were at the party that the armor was blue and gold."

"Heshang, who sold this set of armor to Alexander's boss, specially provided a Jinhaori that is also blue and gold."

"From the appearance, it is indeed a set of armor with both performance and beauty."

"It's a pity that Boss Alexander can't wear such armor at all."

Scruucci compared his stomach with exaggerated movements.

"With Alexander's big belly, there is no way to put his body into that suit of armor."

"Only a well-proportioned person like me can wear that suit of armor."

"Really, I really don't know why Boss Alexander bought this kind of armor that he can't wear himself."

Skulucci, whose values ​​are completely different from Alexander's, completely doesn't understand Alexander's behavior of spending a lot of money to buy a suit of armor that he can't even wear.

Skulucci and the others were chatting all the way, and they had returned to their camp before they knew it.

"Okay, let's all disperse." Scruzzi waved his hands at the people behind him, "Let's all do our own things first."

"I'll go back to sleep in the tent first."

After all, Scruucci yawned big.

"It's a little too early today."

"After I wake up, I will slowly make preparations for dismantling the camp and moving."

Skulucci's order was issued, and the subordinates who followed Skulucci immediately dispersed.

But only Vasili stayed where he was and did not leave immediately.

Vasili looked around, then lowered the volume, and whispered to Skulucci:

"Boss Skulucci, after reuniting with Boss Alexander this time, don't let him know that you attacked Vladimir and Alexei."

After Vasili led a large army to join Skulucci, as the second in command of the army, he immediately knew from Skulucci what happened to Skulucci when he was not acting with Skulucci Do all kinds of things.

Including taking a shot to help the village of China that was attacked by Vladimir and Alexei.

The culture of the Cossacks has a strong nomadic color, so it has always had a "barbaric" and "brutal" cultural atmosphere.

This kind of "black eating black" is actually nothing new.

Just don't get caught by others.

Although Vladimir and Alexei were not under Alexander's command, they were both Cossacks and compatriots.

If Alexander had the evidence that Skulucci attacked his compatriots, then Skulucci would definitely be overwhelmed.

Hearing Vasily's reminder, Skulucci only smiled.

"Do not worry."

Scruucci, he said.

"I know it well."

Scruucci waved his hand.

"The situation in Europa is unstable now."

"The country of England, which is like a crap stick, has been fanning the flames in the continent of Europe."

"France is now having a revolution too."

"His Majesty the Tsar has clearly focused his energy on dealing with the rapidly changing situation in the Europa continent. He doesn't pay much attention to matters in the Far East."

"It's been quite a long time since we have sent outstanding talents to the Far East."

"I am now the most capable subordinate under Boss Alexander's command."

"He won't be willing to give up on me."

"Even if Boss Alexander finds out what I've done, he'll probably just make big things into small things."

Ezodi, somewhere

"Grandpa Jiang! Tell us more about your time as a bounty hunter."

Hearing these words, Grandfather Jiang smiled wryly:

"I don't have any stories left to tell"

Grandfather Jiang used to make a living from bounties, but now he came to Ezo to pursue his "gold rush dream" in order to make a fortune.

I met Ogata Ichi in the castle tower of Nijo Castle last summer.

Some time ago, after confessing to his companions that he had met the famous Ogata Itsue in Kyoto, his companions always asked him to tell more stories about his "encounter with Ogata Itsue" at that time.

He also only met Ogata Yishi, so he didn't have many stories about Ogata Yishi to tell.

After two days of talking about "Ogata Yishi", his companions finally got tired of listening to it, and asked him to tell other stories about him when he was a "bounty hunter".

Stories are limited.After telling stories for so many days, grandfather Jiang has finally told all the stories stored in his stomach.

Seeing Grandfather Jiang repeatedly stressing that he had no story to tell, the few people who had just asked Grandfather Jiang to tell the story saw that Grandfather Jiang really seemed to have no story to tell, so they curled their lips and stopped talking to Grandfather Jiang.

Grandfather Jiang and his companions who also hold the "gold rush dream" are now in a lush forest.

They are now following their leader to the next river that may hold gold.

At this moment, after trekking for more than an hour, they are taking a rest in this forest.

Grandfather Jiang leaned against a big tree behind him, relaxing his numb legs.

When he closed his eyes tightly and rested his mind, Grandfather Jiang patted a cloth bag placed in his arms.

This cloth bag contained all the gold dust he had panned since joining the team.

Although the number is not large, it is enough for him to no longer have to worry about food and drink for the next year. Of course, the premise is that there is no natural or man-made disaster that would have a huge impact on the entire society such as "Famine at dawn".

Just as grandfather Jiang Zheng was resting silently, a thick male voice sounded from beside him:

"Grandfather Jiang, what's the matter? Why does he look very uncomfortable."

Hearing this voice, Grandfather Jiang suddenly opened his eyes.

"Ah, chief."

The owner of this thick male voice is none other than Undead Chuan, the leader of their gold panning team.

Immortal River is not a nickname, but a serious surname.

It is a very rare and weird surname like "Grandfather Jiang".

"It's not uncomfortable." Grandfather Jiang said immediately, "I just feel a little tired, so I closed my eyes and took a rest."

"That's right, that's good." After saying that, Undead Chuan sat cross-legged beside his grandfather Jiang.

"If you feel unwell, remember to tell me in time."

"Yes!" Grandfather Jiang nodded vigorously.

Grandfather Jiang respected their leader very much.

Whether it is ability or character, grandfather Jiang respects him very much.

As a leader, he has a gentle personality.All players in the team are treated equally and never discriminate.

His outstanding charisma made everyone in the team, including his grandfather Jiang, willingly follow him.

And his ability as the "leader of the gold digging team" is also very outstanding.

As a "gold digging veteran", he has led everyone in the team to a lot of gold so far.

It is difficult for everyone not to respect this kind of leader who is full of charisma and has the ability to lead everyone to make a fortune.

"We are quite close to the Red Moon Fortress now." Sitting cross-legged next to Grandfather Jiang, Undead River, who leaned against the same big tree as Grandfather Jiang, said slowly, "So remember not to be too careless. You were a little too careless just now. Just close your eyes and meditate like that."

"Ten, I'm very sorry!" After apologizing, grandfather Jiang asked cautiously, "The Red Moon Fortress is the Ezo settlement with iron cannons, right?"

Grandfather Jiang Zeng heard the name "Red Moon Fortress" by chance when he first landed in Ezo.

"Well, that's right. It's the Red Moon Fortress." Undead Chuan nodded, "It is said that many Ezo living in the Red Moon Fortress are very repulsive and friendly."

"And pretty much hate gold diggers."

"Once they meet a gold digger, they will all"

Undead Chuan raised his hand and wiped it on his neck.

"The ezos of Red Moon Fortress like to wear bright red clothes very much."

"So once you meet Ezo wearing bright red clothes, be extra careful."

Undead Chuan's words made grandfather Jiang swallow heavily, with a look of fear on his face.

"Are the Ezos in the Red Moon Fortress so scary, they will kill people who dig for gold when they see them?"

Seeing his grandfather Jiang's reaction, Undead Chuan laughed a few times.

"Hahahahahaha."

After laughing, Undead Chuan patted his grandfather Jiang on the shoulder.

"Don't worry. The Ezo in Red Moon Fortress are scary, but it's not so easy to meet them."

"I was just trying to scare you just now."

"I have been panning for gold for 6 years. In these 6 years, I have never met a Ezo from Red Moon Fortress in the wild."

"Although there should be some vigilance, there is no need to be too scared."

"Boss, you've been panning for gold for so many years." Grandfather Jiang couldn't help but look at the boss's face that wasn't too vicissitudes.

"Yeah. I started panning for gold when I was 20 years old." Immortal Chuan's eyes showed reminiscence, "My hometown is Deba, and when I was 20 years old, it happened to be the time when the dawn famine was still raging."

"At that time, I was so poor that I was starving to death."

"In order to have a good meal, I decided to take a smuggling boat and smuggle to Ezo to seek gold."

"Although I have been scouring for many years, I have not found any big gold mines. In the past six years, I have only found some gold sand. So I haven't made a lot of money."

Speaking of this, a faint soft color began to emerge in the depths of Undead Chuan's pupils.

"Fishing for gold is no easier than farming. And there are very few people in ten thousand who can make a fortune by panning for gold."

"And it's very dangerous. Whether you are caught panning for gold by the shogunate, or caught by the local people, you will die."

"I'm getting older now. For the sake of the future, it's time to find a stable livelihood."

"So after this gold panning is over, I plan to stop panning for gold."

Grandfather Jiang cast a surprised look at Undead Chuan: "Boss, don't you plan to come to pan for gold again?"

"Well. I don't plan to do it anymore." Bushichuan nodded with a smile, "I plan to rely on the money I have saved from gold panning for so many years to open a small shop in my hometown, and make a living by doing small business in the future."

"Boss, don't you plan to pan for gold again?" Grandfather Jiang showed frustration, "I was planning to follow you to pan for gold from now on."