Lord Roar

Chapter 91

Old Zach finally showed up. According to Halton, his appearance seemed to break the deadlock between the two sides.

In fact, the old Zach, who had been hiding in the dark, only appeared after receiving Allen's hint.

Allen has already mastered the set of black face and white face. Now that the black face is almost the same, and he has confirmed his previous speculation, it is time for the white face to appear.

The old Zack, who played the role of the white face, completely covered up his dissatisfaction with the great chief, nodded to Heldon as a greeting, and then said to that Carlo: "We barbarians don't like to go around in circles. If you want to be enemies, tribal warfare We will not bow our heads until the last person, let’s save those threats.”

Carlo obviously knew this old chief who had been on the battlefield all year round, but every time the two sides fought, the old Zack who was carrying the wasteland bear never paid attention to other small characters, and his fighting eyes would only focus on the strong. So he didn't know Carlo.

For this blood-spitting barbarian who once led the battle guardian beast to beat the Holy See's ground dragon knight, he still respects it from the bottom of his heart. Not anyone can confront the Yalong monster head-on.

Carlo put away his saber, introduced himself again, and said with a little respect: "Chief Bloodhoof, we came here with good intentions. After all, you robbed the merchant group first, and we don't care about other goods." I will ask for it, but I just hope to get back that magic ring and more than a dozen monster crystal cores, and the monster crystal cores are of no use to your tribe, so it is better to exchange them for the friendship of our lord bishop."

Old Zach pondered for a while, and said seriously: "Although our Bloodhoof tribe is not a big tribe, we have robbed them all. If you ask for it, we will give it back with both hands. Then our bloodhoof tribe will still be able to lift it up in the future." beginning?"

Babylon the Great interjected: "The cardinal's intention? Isn't the ground dragon army stationed in the outpost county planning to step into the wilderness?"

Carlo turned pale, and took a deep look at Babylon, only to realize that the group of people on the opposite side didn't seem surprised at all. Did the news leak out?
On the contrary, Haldon looked at Carlo thoughtfully and inexplicably, hesitant to speak.

Carlo didn't expect that today's trip would be so troublesome. He knew that these barbarians were stubborn, but now that he was entrusted by the cardinal, he didn't dare to make any promises on his behalf.

"The cardinal's will cannot be violated, so what do you want to solve, Chief?" Carlo also went all out, anyway, he brought his own words, and if the other party didn't buy it, he should blame the barbarian chief, and it had nothing to do with him.

Alan interjected with a grin: "Then you exchange things, don't always take us for fools, we are useless for the crystal core of Warcraft, but your bishop's friendship is useless, does he care about eating or drinking?"

"Ignorant savage, do you really want to start a war?" Carlo respected the old Zach, but it didn't mean he could tolerate wild words from other people, especially the bishop who insulted him.

"Stop talking nonsense, one hundred ponies, fifty Saros beasts, ten chariots of jerky, three pairs of weapons and armor, thirty blacksmiths, I'm waiting for you to come Hit us." Allen, who turned his face in an instant, pointed at the four griffins in the sky with a roguish look and cursed: "Who are you scaring, and you are still starting a war, picking on your mother, and if you don't accept it, go back and call someone. The nuclei are all smashed, so replace your mother with an X."

Haldon next to him opened his mouth in surprise. He didn't expect this guy who came out of nowhere to be so brazen. The chief didn't dare to speak so loudly about the things he asked for.

What surprised him was that Carlo didn't directly refuse. Instead of being angry, he asked with great interest, "What do you tribe want weapons and armor for?"

Allen thought to himself, human beings are indeed human beings, and the question was right on point, but it didn't matter, and he didn't bother to explain: "Is it up to you? Give me a quick word if you want to change it or not."

Carlo shook his head: "It's impossible for a blacksmith, let alone weapons and armor. For the rest, I can go back overnight and ask the cardinal for his opinion."

In fact, Carlo doesn't care about the content of the transaction proposed by the other party. Compared with the value of those monster cores and magic props, these things are nothing more than a drop in the bucket for the wealthy western parish. Mere food and armor can solve the urgent need. Your lord cardinal should Will agree, as long as you get the things back, we will talk about the future.

"Haggle, right?" Alan took out a Warcraft crystal nucleus from Zach's arms with a smirk. He didn't even look at what kind it was. He squatted on the ground and picked up a big stone, and smashed it three times It was broken.

Carlo's eye sockets twitched, not because he didn't want to stop him, but because the other party was too fast. When he reacted, there was only a piece of crystal nucleus fragments that were dissipating the magical aura left on the ground, just like this pole. The most valuable Warcraft crystal nucleus has become useless gravel.

It seems that what Allen smashed was not the Warcraft crystal nucleus, but Carlo's second brother.

Seeing the pained expression on the other party's face, Alan asked for a Warcraft crystal nucleus from Zach, and said to Carlo who was still dumbfounded: "Change it or not, or I'll smash it until you change it. "

Carlo didn't expect the other party to be so rude, so he quickly waved his hand and said quickly: "Change, but I can't make the decision. I want to ask what you want weapons and armor for. If you wear them for barbarian warriors, we don't have ready stocks. And with such a large number of models, our blacksmiths in the Locke Kingdom don’t have enough time to build them.”

"Fuck you!" Allen raised the stone again pretentiously, aiming at another Warcraft crystal nucleus.

Carlo was like a duck whose throat was choked, he didn't dare to say a word, and kept shaking his hands.

"We can discuss it well, you bitch." Allen smiled triumphantly, seeing that he was almost scared, he put away the Warcraft crystal nucleus and said, "Then what do you say?"

Haldon, who had been watching with cold eyes, suddenly interjected: "Why do you Bloodhoof tribe wear human weapons and armor? Have you even forgotten your barbarian traditions and identities?"

Allen didn't bother to talk to him, and glanced at Carlo.

"Shut up, it's none of your business here, Lord Lando is very disappointed with the chief." York glared at Heldon, and then said to Allen cautiously: "As for the blacksmith, no one I will volunteer to live and work in the Great Wasteland, the armor and weapons are not finished, but can we pay with [-] tons of steel?" After finishing speaking, he looked at the other party carefully, fearing that the other party would smash the crystal nucleus if he disagreed. .

Allen nodded and said, "Okay, you can continue."

Carlo played a trick, and there were plenty of ready-made armor weapons. Although they might be a little smaller, there were plenty of such things that had been eliminated from the legion.

But no matter how many such things there are, Master Lando will not allow strategic materials to be given to barbarians who are already very powerful. In fact, this is not what he is worried about. Remember to wear weapons and armor?

As for the steel, Carlo didn't think it was a big problem. Barbarians were barbarians after all. As long as there was no blacksmith, they would be useless even if they had a hundred tons of steel.

"Give you half more food, no blacksmith, thirty tons of steel, okay?"

"Deal!" Allen patted Carlo's shoulder appreciatively, and said in a slightly reproachful tone: "It's so good early, aren't you being cheap? The one who caused it was blinded by a piece of Warcraft crystal core, don't you think so?" .”

"Yes, yes." Carlo looked at the fragments of crystal nuclei in a daze, as if his own father had died.

Old Zack and Big Babylon looked at him sneeringly, and Jr. Zack also took out a Warcraft crystal nucleus, planning to scare Carlo like Alan.

Unexpectedly, before the little Zack put the crystal nucleus on the ground, the old Zack slapped him on the back of the head suddenly.

(End of this chapter)