Law of the Devil

Chapter 188 ["Special Talents"]

Once again, I came to the slave market in the Imperial Capital. This time, Du Wei took care of a lot. He put on a high cape hat, blocked his face, and went down to the Malay. In the crowd, he just followed General Longbotton. Behind him.

Today it seems that there are fewer people in the slave market. Although the three men are holding horses, it is not difficult to walk. Little Sandy had a hard time. The chestnut little stallion he was riding was a little disobedient and always opposed to Little Sandy.

"You should take a few lashes." General Longbotton glanced at the kid and muttered: "These beasts are like this. The weaker you are, the more they will bully you."

But Sandy is a little reluctant, this is the first horse of his life. The harmonious Ma De Guan Jia also promised Xiao Sandi, this little stallion can give him a special. Looking at the beautiful chestnut fur on the horse, Sandy's whip could not fall.

"Just here." Longbottom parked the horse at the end of the long street away from the slave square. There was less traffic here, and the nearest slave trader’s high platform was also 100 meters away. In contrast, Du Wei saw on the streets on both sides, there are many people with white cloth on their bodies or arms, some are young people, some are middle-aged, and some are low-ranking warriors.

Sometimes, Du Wei really doesn't understand... These lonely warriors, even if they have a low level, even if they only have one level, they are at least a warrior with a formal level. How can you fall to this point?

Are these people's martial arts at least better than ordinary people? If they are willing to be soldiers, the vast territory of the empire requires a large number of troops to guard, and almost every year there are notices to recruit new recruits. These low-level warriors, with their skills, are not even qualified as soldiers?

but. Later, Du Wei learned: This is probably the insistence or dignity of the so-called military. In the eyes of the samurai, even if it is only the lowest level of warriors, if they are not desperate, they will never go to the army...only as a small soldier.

They are warriors and have a formal level of warriors. They can't tolerate themselves in the army, being screamed by some small heads who are ordinary people, and climb high. They would rather be a lower-level bodyguard in the car. It is even hard work. But entering the army?

Unless it is an officer!

But the empire currently has no land wars. It can be said that the whole continent is very calm, there is no war, and the promotion in the army is very difficult. From a small soldier to a small captain, if it is a war, it may be done in one day, but in peacetime... This process may take years or even longer!

"It’s like those college students who have seen jobs in the past. They are better off waiting for opportunities, and not many people are willing to go to the restaurant to make a living." Du Wei sighed in secret.

Looking at the corners of the street, those warriors with a sleek look, holding a rusty sword, expression indifference. The look of the eyes was empty and there... Du Wei suddenly felt a little emotional.

Oh!

Longbottom took a black cloth from his horse and threw it on the ground. From the shape, it looks like a bundle of long strips, and from the sound... seems to be metal?

That's right. It is metal.

As Longbottom untied the cloth sleeve, the next is a bundle of long iron bars, the simplest iron rod. There is a lot of rust, and God knows where this guy found these things.

Uh... he won’t be dismantling the house at home, take off the beam? Du Wei's malicious guess.

Subsequently, this guy in Lombard seemed to understand the rules of the slave market. He did not need Sandy to remind him to hold an iron bar. The cockroach was inserted into the ground.

It seems that many years of prison life did not make the general's martial arts abandonment. He easily inserted an iron rod into the sturdy stone pavement, and then placed the black cloth on the iron stick. .

The meaning of this represents simple: recruiting.

Soon, those nearby, young and old, who were looking for work, surrounded them. Everyone had prayers and expectations on their faces, but Little Sandy quickly yelled under the guidance of Longbotton:

"Samurai! We need warriors! Real warriors!"

The sharp children's voice crossed the long street, but it seemed to ignite a fire seed in the numbness of the lonely warriors in the corner!

It seems that the dying person saw the hope. Those who are worn out but have long swords. Many people are spirited and subconsciously stand up straight. Then strode over here.

Others who are looking for a job, but helpless disappointment, shake their heads away.

"Hello, who do you need?" A old man who seems to be old can be a grandfather of Du Wei, who is wearing a shabby gray linen, the iron sword in his arms... Du Wei even suspects Can it be pulled out because the scabbard is covered with yellowish brown rust.

“Is it a risky group to recruit people?”

"Is it a guard?"

"Need a bodyguard? I am a warrior!!"

For a time, a large number of people gathered around, most people are a look, the face is unshaven, although the clothes on the body are worn out, but the wash is very clean, holding their own arms in their arms.

And the bigger the same point, these guys will never call you "Mr." like other people looking for a job, they will only call you "Lord".

This is their identity: I am different from ordinary people, I am a warrior!

"Retreat and retreat!" Longbottom looked impatient, his eyes swept over the people in front of him, whispered: "How are these guys getting worse and worse now! Hey! You, let go! Give me somewhere!"

Longbottom's huge body is like a monster. He didn't see how hard he used to push a few guys who were too crowded. Then he lit the door and shouted: "Everything is quiet! Quiet!"

He lifted the big hand like a fan and pointed at the crowd in front of him. He said, "I need someone. But I don't need waste! I need someone who has a unique life. It's a great job! Do you understand? As long as you have the skill to satisfy me. Child, I don't care what your level of warrior is! Do you understand? Let me see your skills! Who will come first?"

The best job?

Many people are quiet.

"No one tried?" Longbottom's eyes were a little disappointed. He turned back to Du Wei and sighed: "Mom, the generation is not as good as a generation. I used to dig a few useful people here, but now? You look at the waste, one by one, obviously not much, but I still hold my own **** and insist on it... Hey! It’s always gold, but if it’s not gold, it’s still old, it’s just not worth the sympathy.”

For a long time, no one came forward. Longbottom was impatient and shouted: "Don't you have a little work? You are a warrior! Show your most proud martial arts to Laozi... If you don't have the skills, let me go! Don't take the place! Keep your corner and wait to die!"

He said it was very rude, but from Du Wei's point of view, this statement is mean. But...it makes sense!

This world is very realistic. If you obviously don't have the ability, but still stick to what **** sticks... that's stupid! It’s better to work hard to find a job!

The waste of daydreaming all day is not worthy of sympathy.

"Excuse me, sir. What is the job you said?" A thin man tried to squeeze out the crowd: "Can you say something clearly?"

"I care what you are." Lombard squinted: "What are you best at? Show it to me."

"I am good at swordsmanship, sir." This skinny guy, trying to raise his sword: "My warrior rank is..."

"Well, I don't care about your level." Lombard waved impatiently: "If you have a five-level and six-level title, you won't be here. Show me your skills. Let me see."

The skinny warrior had a red face, and then he picked up a stone and took a few human figures on the wall next to it.

He took a step back, then took a deep breath and suddenly pulled out the long sword...

Oh...

The long sword is light and fast, and the sword is like a raindrop on the human figure on the wall.

Finally, when the skinny guy retired, Lombard glanced at the human figure and his eyes suddenly shook!

That personal shape is on the pattern. The parts of the two eyes, the parts of the throat, the parts under the ribs, and the parts of the crotch are all stabbed!

Fast and accurate! Every sword of this warrior is sinisterly stabbed in these parts...all of them are places where armor can't be covered!

His swordsmanship is usually mean, some are not too bright, just like a snake.

And the badge on his chest...

Is it just a first-class warrior? !

"Okay. You stay. I want it!" Longbotton laughed and said loudly: "Who else!"

The second guy to be recruited by Lombard. It is a left-hander. This very short guy... He is probably malnourished since childhood, and his size is almost as high as that of Little Sandy. But after he showed a few swords, he was asked by Longbottom.

"He is a left-hander. He uses the sword method. The direction is all the opposite of ordinary people. When fighting, the enemy will feel very uncomfortable. This is a good guy." This is Longbottom's explanation.

The third pass is a fat man who looks like a body with a ratio of Longbottom. This fat man looks like a winter melon, but his unique work makes Du Wei think of it.

"I can beat, and I am not afraid of pain." The fat man opened his mouth and smiled and said: "I can't feel pain when I am born."

He said, he opened his own clothes, barely covered his black hair, and pulled out his sword and smashed it twice on his body... He was so light! The blood is flowing and the skin is fleshy, but the face of this fat man is very calm: "Hello, I don't have the talent of martial arts. I am still only a first-class warrior. But I bet. In the real battle, I can alone. Kill at least three first-class warriors! Because they cut me a few swords, as long as they are not fatal, my combat power will not be affected! But I cut them a sword, they can't stand it."

So, this guy has also been accepted.

Next, there were a few weird guys who were accepted by Longbottom. Some of the great things that are good at it are actually to make Du Wei surprised...

Hell, is this light work? I saw a skinny guy like a skinny guy. Without much effort, I hit the roof and ran back and forth. The lightness was like a civet cat.

There is another guy who is good at imitation. He will imitate the sounds of various animals, and even the sound of rat fights is vividly simulated by him.

"I will be a good scout. Your Excellency!".

"And me!" A guy squeezed out the crowd: "I used to be an Orion. I will arrange a variety of traps. In the mountains, I can find it in the most difficult conditions with my nose and eyes. The nearest mountain road and water source!"

After recruiting these people, Lombard looked at the guys who were still looking forward to the expectations, but no one came out again. He shouted loudly at the guys who didn't want to leave: "What's wrong? You still Who wants to try?"

"This is not fair! Your Excellency." Someone in the crowd called: "They are not real warriors! It is a generation of cockroaches and dogs! The real warrior will only speak with a sword! We will not learn to scream, or climb like a thief. Going to someone else's house!"

Lombard sneered. He grabbed the bundle of iron bars on the ground, one by one, and then coldly said: "You don't feel unfair with this bunch of waste? Good! Then let you speak with a sword! Who can use it? The sword in your hand, cut an iron bar. I will accept him!"

A sword cuts an iron rod?

Although the iron sticks are not too thick, they are at least as thick as the arms of the children. A sword cut off?

Unless you can show your warrior! Or have a sword in your hand.

Otherwise, it can't be done.

But if you can show your vindictiveness or have a sword, who will fall here? A warrior who can display his vindictiveness will not eat or eat.

The hand of Lombard made everyone have nothing to say.

"Oh..." Lombarton sighed, seemingly disappointed, busy for a long time. Although I recruited some geeks, but the real little warrior, but did not encounter it.

At this time, a calm voice came from the crowd.

"Let me try it?"

Immediately, the crowd was separated, a tall guy, looking like a man in his thirties, with a coarse cloth. There is a steady killing between the walks.

Longbottom saw this guy. The eyes are bright. According to his experience, the strength of this warrior is not known. But from the temperament of his body, this guy is absolutely really experienced the real life and death Boss, but also seen the blood, killing people's embarrassing role!

"Your name." Lombard squinted.

"Please call me old smoke, my friends call me that." The warrior seems to hesitate, and the name he quoted is simply a nickname. And his accent seems to be the locals of the Imperial Capital.

Du Wei found that although this guy stopped his chest, but he had a strong herbal taste on his body, it seems that there is injury on his body?

Longbottom also discovered that this guy who called himself "old smoke", his chest clothes, looming bandages... and the position of the wound seems to be... heart?

"Are you hurt?" Longbottom frowned.

"Yes, it's here." Old smoke pointed at his heart: "But my life is big, my heart is born a little bit worse than ordinary life."

After that, he pulled out the sword and took a breath...

Hey!

A clear sword light flashed, and the faint vindictive glory surprised the people around.

This is a warrior who will be vindictive! That indicates that his warrior level should be at least four levels!

How can a four-level warrior fall into this way?

Yes, this old smoke, he is the "Yulin Army" that was originally scheduled to be reviewed on the day of the coup.

The guy who thought about the "Jazz" title before he died.

Click!

An iron bar was cut into two ends, and the old smoke seemed to have some breathing. It seemed that the action just pulled the wound. He took a deep breath and looked at Longbottom, but his eyes crossed Longmbarton and landed. Behind Du Wei's body.

After all, he was born into the Guardian Army. He saw at a glance who is the real family member.

"Can I pass it?"

"Yes." The opening is Du Wei: "Please tell me the treatment you requested, Lord Knight."

"..." The old smoke was silent for a while, and there was a trace of boredom in his eyes. He slowly said: "Leave the emperor. If you are recruiting people to leave the emperor, I am willing to follow you. I just want to leave here."