Lords of All: The Moving Castle of the Dead

Chapter 194 Encounter with the Bandits

"Look, what else do you need? Our tribe still has many good things."

"Okay, let's take a look."

Accompanied by the chief, Zhang Peng wandered among the tribes. This was already the third day since he left the Dead Souls Mountains. He found a new tribe. The tribe was not big. There were about two thousand tribesmen in the entire tribe. , Although the tribe is not big, Zhang Peng does not underestimate it. In business, a little adds up to a big thing. Who knows which tribe has good things hidden in it.

When he learned that Zhang Peng was a businessman and came to trade, the chief was very enthusiastic and asked each household to take out their things and let Zhang Peng choose. The wasteland was too barren and the transportation was not convenient. There were two to three thousand people like them. It is very difficult for the tribes to exchange what they have. When businessmen come, the chief is naturally happy.

Zhang Peng mainly trades basic materials. These are easy to sell. Not only are they easy to sell among various tribes, they are also easy to sell even among lords. The upgrade of each mobile fortress is inseparable from basic materials, and the demand is It's very big, and the summoning and manufacturing of troops are also inseparable from basic materials, which makes basic materials very popular.

In addition to basic materials, Zhang Peng will also buy some specialties or magical items and throw them into the warehouse to press the bottom of the box. Even if they are not used, they will not lose much.

After wandering around the tribe, almost all the things were traded. Zhang Peng received all the basic materials that could be purchased. The rest of the items, such as the weapons that the aborigines preferred, Zhang Peng didn't like at all, so He doesn't need any gadgets. He wants weapons. There are plenty of them in the warehouse.

After the battle with the Cancer Alliance, there were so many weapons that they were piled up in a warehouse, and anyone who wanted them could just take them.

But whether it's Liu Xingxing's cat people or Zhang Peng's gopher people, they all come with their own equipment when they are summoned. Unlike Li Ziyu's skeleton undead, they don't come empty-handed, they are fully equipped. Requires weapons from the warehouse.

Many of the items Zhang Peng was trading now were weapons, and they were very popular among various tribes. The Cancer Alliance sent out elite warriors, and the weapons of those warriors were very good compared to those of ordinary races.

Moreover, it is exciting to think about robbing the undead. It will make him famous. When the time comes, he will gain more by robbing. This is something he has done before.

Zhang Peng looked curiously at the figure, but did not notice that the face of the chief behind him suddenly became extremely ugly.

Zhang Peng glanced at the chief and clicked his tongue. He didn't care about the chief betraying him. This was normal. The tribes he came into contact with were basically like this. The tribe had the greatest interests. He was just a businessman. Without him, Zhang Peng, Liu Peng, and Wang Peng will also be there. Anyway, they can always wait for the next businessman, and they will not fight with the bandits for him.

After taking a few steps forward, Zhang Peng stopped, raised the long stick in his hand, and thrust it into the ground. The top of the long stick was a skull!

Skull? !

The scorching sun above the head lengthened people's shadows. Zhang Peng put up a pergola with his hands and looked forward, but he couldn't see the faces of those people clearly. He counted two to three hundred people, not of the same race, but of all races. have.

There are two groups in the first place. You have to protect your own interests with your own hands. You have to have the strength to live a better life. When he was buying from the tribe just now, it was not like Zhang Peng didn't miss the chief's changing eyes. Really, if it weren't for the protection of the black warrior, the chief might have turned into a bandit in advance.

…."I have the resources. If you have the ability, you can get them yourself." Zhang Peng shrugged and said casually.

The two black warriors silently took two quick steps and stood in front of Zhang Peng, protecting him as he moved forward. The remaining dozen black warriors followed Zhang Peng.

The porcupine man had thought about it, what could happen to the undead? Are there any undead around here? If not, then he would just rob, and then run away as soon as possible. He was a bandit, not a tribe. He could still hang out in another place. Even if he is prosperous, even the undead can't catch him.

"It's okay, don't worry, I really want to see those wild bandits." Zhang Peng said calmly, while turning his head to look at the Gopher Man.

After all, they make a living by robbing, which is a business that hangs their heads on their waistbands. Without any strength, you can't be a bandit, so the individual combat effectiveness of the bandits is pretty good. To a certain extent, the combat effectiveness of the bandits exceeds The only problem for a cancerous race is unity.

Human, skull, could it be that the human businessman in front of me is the person in the rumors?

"Humph, when I come out to be a bandit, which race's face do I need to take care of? If I take care of your face, what else will we eat?" the porcupine man said with a laugh.

After the battle between the undead and the Cancer Alliance, the symbol of the skull was no longer used casually in the wasteland. It was the symbol of the undead. Although the undead had never admitted it, everyone acquiesced in this matter.

A caravan is great. It has a lot of resources. Whether it's robbery or extortion, the caravan is a good target, but it's a big fat sheep!

"Come from the caravan, come out and speak personally." The porcupine people simply ignored the chief and shouted to Zhang Peng. The tribe couldn't run away anyway, so they should come with the caravan first.

Zhang Peng heard the chief's low murmur, turned to look at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Yes, it's one of the deserters around us. They come here occasionally. I didn't expect you to catch up. Let's go quickly." The chief said in a slightly anxious tone.

Zhang Peng continued to untie the black linen cloth while looking in both directions curiously. This was the first time he saw the tribesmen talking to the bandits, and he was quite curious.

"Half, half, not that much, only half." The chief shouted to the porcupine people, while the tribesmen behind him raised their weapons and screamed. This was a threat, and it was telling the bandits that it was almost Come on, if a fight breaks out, we won’t be easy to mess with.

Zhang Peng turned his head and looked, and then looked at the lizard man who was shooting arrows. His face was still calm, and he reached out to take the stick brought by the gopher man and untied the black linen cloth on it.

Upon hearing the word caravan, the porcupine man's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Mr. Zhang, you go first. It's still too late to leave now." The chief led the man with the weapon back to Zhang Peng, glanced at the team in the distance, and said to Zhang Peng.

"They have nothing to do with us. They are a caravan. We will not pay them head money." The chief sold Zhang Peng without hesitation. Anyway, the things had been exchanged and Zhang Peng was no longer of use. How could there be any friendship? In other words, friends just sell them.

"You are very courageous. You know who I am by looking like that. Since you know who I am, you still dare to speak. It seems that you don't take us seriously." Zhang Peng's eyes darkened. He hated this. This kind of thing, it was so good when it stopped before. As long as I took out the flag, there would be no trouble.

....The bandits in the rear shouted to kill and rushed towards Zhang Peng.

Zhang Peng withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the chief: "Is that a bandit?"

The porcupine man felt something was wrong. The businessman in front of him seemed to be different from the businessmen he had met before. There was no panic at all, he was too calm.

The reason why the chief persuaded Zhang Peng to leave was partly because he hoped to use Zhang Peng to attract the attention of the bandits, and partly because he was afraid that the bandits would find out that they were with the caravan and would demand more resources.

The desolate bandits are not the same as the cancerous race. The malignant race is an entire race that is unreliable and likes to bully others. It is based on a single race or the entire tribe. But the desolate bandits are not the same. Among the desolate bandits, there are all kinds of races, and they are also Either a tribe, or a group gathered together for interests.

At first, when he saw Zhang Peng constantly bringing out food and weapons, the chief even thought about keeping Zhang Peng and snatching away his goods. However, when he saw the black-armored warriors following him, the chief quietly After giving up my little thoughts, those guys seemed not to be trifled with, but if I didn't grab anything else, I would lose my life.

The porcupine man rolled his eyes, pointed at Zhang Peng and shouted: "Hey, what are you doing with a broken pole? Put it down for me. Who are you trying to scare with a skull? I've seen many people's heads, but I'm not afraid." Skull!"

When the chief saw the fight, he immediately called on his tribesmen... to retreat and go back to the tribe!

"Welcome, you must come over next time." The chief held Zhang Peng's hand and shook it vigorously. The chief was very surprised to have a caravan come over, especially since Zhang Peng's goods had a large quantity. A lot of food and weapons, these are all good things they lack.

What does the human in front of me erect a long stick with a skull mean?

The porcupine man suddenly remembered the rumors he had heard recently. There was a human businessman wandering in the wasteland. He had a lot of resources in his hands and claimed to be the companion of the undead.

The bandit team speeded up, getting closer and closer, and stopped about fifty meters away. The two bandits walked towards Zhang Peng and the nervous chief.

After all, the cancerous race is a race, and there are requirements for superiority and inferiority, as well as class stereotypes. Whether it is goblins, lizardmen, or headhunters, they are all the same, and the same race has more trust and unity. Although the bandits have strong personal combat capabilities, they come from various races. Their mutual time is purely a combination of interests. There is no trust at all, and naturally there is no unity.

Zhang Peng held the undead flag, looked at the porcupine man calmly, and said slowly: "What do you want to do, tell me."

The lizard man stuck out his tongue, drew his bow, and aimed it at Zhang Peng.

Nodding, he turned around with the gophers and the black warriors and was about to leave, when a figure appeared in the distance, wandering towards the direction of the tribe.

The porcupine man reacted for a moment, and then he realized that the talks had broken down, so what else is there to talk about? Let’s grab it!

"Brothers, charge and grab all the resources!" the porcupine man howled as he waved his broad-backed sword vigorously.

Zhang Peng nodded, indicating that he understood, but did not make any move. He still stood where he was, but his eyes were a little excited.

This is Zhang Peng's fault. The bandits are not fools. They are seeking money, not life. If they start to rob them directly, the other party will fight to the death. People will die by then. The bandits don't want to take their own lives. Throwing your life on such a meaningless thing, it would be best if you can get resources without damaging people.

.... The porcupine man had an unruly and disdainful smile on his face. He pointed at the broad-backed sword in his hand and said with two groans: "Hmph, resources are exchanged for lives. Resources are given on a per-person basis. Food is the best. Rules You know, don’t let me talk nonsense.”

The gopher man immediately understood, called to his companions, lifted out a stick wrapped in black linen, and carried it to Zhang Peng with a hesitation.

He didn't let Zhang Peng go for Zhang Peng's sake. He met Zhang Peng for the first time today. Although it is not easy to have a caravan in the tribe, compared to the safety of the tribe, the caravan is insignificant.

The sinister aura of the black warrior spread, and the muscles in the corners of the lizard man archer's eyes twitched. With fear in his eyes, he glanced at the porcupine man, whose expression was not good-looking either.

Zhang Peng glanced at the porcupine man coldly, and finally untied the black linen cloth, revealing a long stick about three meters long inside. Carrying the long stick, he walked towards the porcupine man. When he saw Zhang Peng making a move, the lizard The man's arrows immediately locked onto him, and at the same time his eyes looked at the long stick in Zhang Peng's hand.

The leader was a porcupine man, followed by a lizard man carrying a bow and arrow. When the chief saw the two of them, he immediately prepared to step forward, but the lizard man suddenly bent his bow and nocked an arrow, and fired the arrow. The arrow flew out with a whoosh. , pierced diagonally into the ground in front of the chief's feet, and the chief immediately stopped his steps.

Bandits are actually bandits in the wilderness, a group of worms who make a living by robbing homes. Zhang Peng also encountered bandits several times last month.

He looked at Zhang Peng, then looked at the erected undead flag, his eyes suddenly bulging.

Li Ziyu hadn't shown up for a long time, and these guys became arrogant. They clearly knew his identity and dared to make demands. This was a lack of deterrence.

"I tell you, whether you are an undead person or not, you have to hand over the resources today, five shares per person. No, ten shares!" The porcupine man has basically determined that the human in front of him is the guy who calls himself an undead companion, but Not only did this not make him retreat, but it made him even more arrogant.

"Okay, it's almost done. Let's leave it like this for now. I'll come back next time." Zhang Peng walked back to the tribe and said goodbye to the chief.

At the chief's shout, the entire tribe went into chaos instantly. The tribesmen, who were originally happy because they had traded a lot of things, had panic on their faces and quickly packed the things outside into the house. The women and children hid in the house. Inside, the men rushed out with weapons and followed the chief to the front of the tribe, staring intently at the figure in front of them.

The chief ignored Zhang Peng, turned around and ran back, shouting loudly as he ran: "Pack your things! Bandits! Bandits are coming!"

"Who are those guys? Why haven't I seen them before?" The porcupine man did not answer the chief's words, but pointed his knife at Zhang Peng and asked.

"You hurry up and leave. If the bandits get close, you won't be able to leave." Seeing Zhang Peng's lack of movement, the chief said anxiously.

He always thought that the bandits would just come up and rob as many as they could without saying a word, but he didn't expect that they could still talk. And judging from the chief's appearance, this kind of thing didn't happen once or twice.

Zhang Peng remained silent, but a glimmer of light emerged from the skull on the undead flag, as if there was a flame rising in it.

"Why are those guys here?"

The lizard man loosened his fingers, and the arrow flew out with a whoosh. The Black Warrior moved his steps, and the arrow hit the armor and was easily bounced away. However, the Black Warrior's armor did not leave even a mark.

This evil spirit, the protection of this human businessman is extraordinary.

They don't know how to participate in the battle. There are caravans on one side and bandits on the other. They can fight as they like. Whichever side they like will die. Anyway, he will benefit from whichever side dies.

If the bandit dies, his tribe will be safe. If the caravan dies, they will not lose anything, and they may even gain some resources.

Seeing the rushing bandits, Zhang Peng stood still without moving. He didn't believe what these two or three hundred people could do to him. The person guarding him was the famous black warrior among the undead tribe. Are you kidding?

Even if the Black Warrior fails to defend him, so what, just die. Anyway, as long as the fortress is still there, he can be resurrected. He is afraid of a hammer!

He still has a lot of backup, not to mention the mobile fortress and the gophers in the fortress, as well as the Skeleton Spitter-1 type that has not yet come out, the two or three hundred people in front of him are not enough to spray.

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