Tales of the Calamitous Lighting

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A ray of morning sunlight was projected into the house through the gap in the wall of the wooden house, and a series of shadows were printed on the ground. The firewood in the fire pit in the center of the house was completely burned out, and only a faint smoke rose up. The dark knight Gaddafi returned to the house sometime, at this time he just stood quietly on the side of the door, like a dedicated guard.

Zhang Yang slowly opened his eyes. This night's rest made him feel very comfortable. Although the conditions here are extremely simple, he didn't care much about them. This quiet and peaceful morning made him feel very relaxed. After simply eating some snake broth, Zhang Yang summoned Gaddafi outside the door, glanced at him and said:

"You can rest assured that your loyalty will be rewarded accordingly."

"Everything is subject to the master's arrangement."

There is not too much nonsense, everything is better to see later. Soon, Zhang Yang put on dark armor, and Gaddafi fell silent again. This time, at the request of Zhang Yang, Gaddafi turned into a set of shabby black armor and a simple black two-handed sword. But this time because Gaddafi ’s dark elemental energy was weakened too much, the quality of the two-handed sword was obviously not as good as before.

As Zhang Yang was about to leave here, looking for clues to walk out of the desert, his keen sense suddenly sensed that a large group of people appeared slowly on the top of a distant dune! This is Zhang Yang's heart. Someone can find a way out of the desert. This is much stronger than walking indiscriminately! Thinking of this, Zhang Yang quickly closed his eyes and concentrated, sweeping away the huge perception in the direction of people coming from afar.

In an instant, this team of men and women appeared in Zhang Yang's perception like the scenes in the black and white movie! It was not a small caravan. The entire caravan had a size of nearly a hundred people. Their mounts were a giant rhino-like creature. The creature has strong skin and rough skin, with a length of more than 6 meters and thick and strong limbs. The most peculiar thing is that their feet look like huge discs. Zhang Yang estimates that this creature lives exclusively in the desert, otherwise the sole of the foot really does not seem to run fast. There are about thirty men dressed as mercenaries in this pair. Most of the other people's costumes are covered with yellow cloaks, only showing a pair of eyes. Zhang Yang looked at the direction of their travels and should have come to rest in this oasis, so he also felt at ease waiting for a fire in the house.

Not long after, this team of people came to the oasis, and then the mercenaries who came to find the way found Zhang Yang inside the house. I saw the man holding up his arms and drinking at him and asked:

"Who! What are you doing here?"

Zhang Yang glanced at him lightly, thinking he was alone, what are you nervous about? Although I think so, Zhang Yang, who has been asking for help, replied:

"I'm a lost mercenary. I was separated from the brigade during the sandstorm. I finally came here. Rest assured, I'm not hostile."

The careful probe of the mercenary across the room glanced inside the room, then asked nervously and expectantly:

"Is there any water here?"

When Zhang Yang nodded and confirmed, the mercenary even yelled in joy, turned and ran out. Soon a large group of men in cloaks followed in with two burly mercenaries.

"Friends are invited! Dare to ask where did you speak?"

After entering the house, some of the group of people went straight to the wells in the cubicle, and the seemingly big Han greeted Zhang Yang. As for what the Dahan said, Zhang Yang heard clearly that this was a cut-out for conversation between some middle and lower-level mercenaries. The general idea is: hello, what do you do? At this time, if Zhang Yang didn't answer correctly, it means that it wasn't a mess of mercenaries. So Zhang Yang said:

"Something! It's all mixed rice with a knife!"

"Oh! Friends in the circle! Let's take a break!"

After hearing Zhang Yang ’s correct answer, the big man was basically relieved. Besides, he looked at Zhang Yang alone, and he did n’t look as strong. Accra himself was a black iron senior who was about to break through to silver junior. Swordsman and fellow companions also have several brothers with similar strength. Even if you encounter a silver-level opponent, don't be too scared. What's more, the caravan has been away for more than ten days at this time. The first few oasis were temporarily unable to find water because of sandstorms. If there is no water here, the problem is serious.

After the brigade had settled down, Zhang Yang was familiar with the people in front of him. I also have some understanding of each other. At least on the surface, they knew that Zhang Yang was just a first-order peak swordsman who was not yet able to grudge ...

This team is a group of businessmen who specialize in walking in the desert. The name of their caravan is "Sharak". It is a medium-sized caravan that is more famous in the desert. I heard that their business group has a history of nearly 50 years, and its founder is called Sharak. These mercenaries and some of the merchants are members of the Sharak Trade Group. While others joined temporarily, they may leave the caravan after this trip. And the location here turned out to be the death desert connecting the mercenary country of Ladovia with the orc empire Campas! Perhaps it is a barrier between the two.

Zhang Yang's position at this time is more than 600 miles away from the wall of sighs of the human barrier in the south, and about 270 miles from the legendary arcane mage holy land, Modu, about 270 miles away. The reason why the Sharak business group has survived here for nearly 50 years is because they only trade with Ladovia and Moto. It is the reason why they have been able to have a relationship with Moto.

Zhang Yang made a request to travel with the caravan temporarily. After taking the initiative to take out 10 gold coins as the cost of food and other materials, the caravan's **** leader Accra, which is the big man who spoke before, agreed happily.

The caravan will rest here for a day before heading back to Ladovia, the mercenary country, where there is a border town: Ion. There is the headquarters of the merchant, and it is also a relatively prosperous town.

At night, Zhang Yang was sitting by the fire pit in the house. Most of the caravans were asleep, leaving only four sentries still patrolling around. At this time, the teenager who came to the road during the day suddenly slipped over, looked around secretly, and whispered to Zhang Yang:

"Hey! My friend, I have a bottle of good wine brought in Moto called" Gandov ", which is very good. I bought 60 silver coins at the beginning, but I haven't been willing to drink them later. How about 80 silver coins for you?"

Zhang Yang remembers this guy named Neather. I usually look smart, but I didn't expect to have this business mind. Zhang Yang can be sure that this bottle of "good wine" called Gandol is worth 100 silver coins. But Zhang Yang is not too concerned about money. I just want to drink a sip now, it doesn't matter if you are more expensive. So Zhang Yang took out a gold coin that was placed outside and threw it to Neisser, and then took the good wine in his slightly embarrassed look, and then said casually:

"Here you are, I want to stay quiet for a while."

Hearing what Zhang Yang said, a big smile suddenly appeared on Neisser's face. After a word of thanks, Le Dian ran back to sleep.

Zhang Yang pulled the cork off, and a slightly fruity pungent wine smell immediately came out. After slamming directly into the bottle, he bowed his head and exhaled for a while. Suddenly felt a spicy liquid flowing down the throat all the way to the belly, and then turned into a heat flow spread all over the limbs.

not bad. It's been a long time since I drank such a strong liquor ... Zhang Yang didn't speak, just sipping slowly bit by bit against the night outside the door, but the taste in his heart couldn't speak at the moment.

It didn't take long for Zhang Yang to suddenly discover that a large group of people sneaked on the back of the dune while sneaking in the darkness, and the sharp blade in their hands shone in the cold moonlight night!