Tales of the Calamitous Lighting

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"Boss Munch, will that guy really come tonight?"

From the initial nervousness to the later routine inspections, until now close to midnight, several members of the guards who were nervous when they were missing, now feel a little tired.

This half of the night has passed, but the other party still has no action. Was it just accidental?

"Yes! It will definitely come, otherwise you think she will wait for us to send someone to pick up the lunch box in the morning? So get yourself up! This time she must not be allowed to succeed!"

Hearing Munch saying this, the monkey warrior suddenly looked stiff, and then it might be because of the relationship of the same race, but he asked with courage:

"Well, sir, why do we have to guard against that person? I have checked the goods before and there is nothing missing. Furthermore, it seems that there is nothing malicious, let's do this ..."

Hearing this, Munch did not wait for the other person to finish talking, and waved angrily, interrupting the other person directly, reprimanding:

"Don't you know that this is about the dignity of our caravan? Obviously, there are dozens of **** fighters, but also let the other party sneak in casually to let others know that our Mir caravan guards' face is not lost Exhausted! And I do n’t believe it anymore. If we are so caretaker, what other ways can she sneak in! "

"But Lord Munch, I said you don't want to be angry, even if we caught that one, but if she is really as strong as Lord Besack said, we are not opponents of others! What shall we do then? ? "

Hearing this, Munch was also stagnant, but after thinking about it for a while, he finally sighed and said:

"What should I do? What else can I do! Say hello to her! At least let the other party understand that our caravan guards are not vegetarian!"

"Uh……"

Hearing the several guard soldiers around here, you look at me and I see you do n’t know how to answer the call, but at this time, Millier, who did n’t know where to hide before, suddenly whispered. :

"Uncle Mang and Uncle Munch! Look behind you!"

Hearing this, Munch suddenly seemed to chuckle in his heart, and the whole person turned sharply and looked back. However, it's okay not to look at it. After looking at it, Munch's complexion suddenly became ashamed!

At this time, on a wooden box less than two meters behind him, an unremarkable lunch box was quietly placed on it!

Not to mention Munch at this time, it was Millill who had been watching the guard carefully. The monkey guards sitting opposite Munch almost always pay attention to the movement behind Munch! But that meal box will never appear out of thin air!

"When ... when did you come! Didn't you keep staring behind me? Didn't a big living person sneak in and you didn't see it at all?"

When Munch shouted so much, the two monkey clan guards almost didn't cry. They really always paid attention to the movement behind Munch, except ... when Munch just spoke!

"Boss is angry! We really tried our best. We didn't even blink our eyes before. Before you talk, boss, we're sure that the lunch box is definitely not there!"

"This……"

What kind of person his own man is, Munch knows clearly, after all, these five monkey clan orc warriors can be regarded as his cronies, and if they are all true, then can it be considered that that Sisi Miss, are you hiding in this neighborhood now?

"Milir! Did you find anything just now?"

At this moment, Munch had to pin his hopes on the eccentric young lady. After all, if you want to defend the assassin, the best way is to use other thieves and assassins to find each other! It is a pity that although Millier is clever enough, her strength, skills and knowledge are far from Zhang Yanglai!

So when Munch spoke, Millir came out from the shadow of a nearby cargo and replied flatly:

"I'm sorry, I didn't see anything ... But speaking, this sister is so strong! Is she really not practicing blood energy?"

"..."

(Is it still a failure?)

Munch didn't know how the other party did it, he didn't even feel it! You know that the location of the lunch box is only two meters away from him! If the other party wants to kill him, he is absolutely dead in this distance!

Only then did Munch suddenly understand why Besac had lost his soul when he returned. His mood now ... is not much better than Besac!

"Forget it, go to sleep! It's enough for me to watch the rest of the night alone, and I'm still doing nothing, go to sleep!"

Munch is rarely so irritable, and the monkey warriors next to him want to persuade him and don't know where to start. But at this moment, the smiling Mill was struggling to carry a small barrel of ale, and walked to the side of Munch, and put the barrel down with a thud, This is hehe smiled and said:

"Mang, I haven't had a drink together for a long time. Today, I will accompany me to the bar! Let them do a few things about the vigil! How?"

"Master Mir ..."

"What are you guys still doing here, do you still want to order some wine ?! Go, go ~! Let me go! I'm going to get drunk with Brother Munk today!"

(Thank you, Brother Mill ...)

...

Although it was just a small barrel of ale, both Munch and Mill were drunk. I don't know whether they are really good or what other reasons. Anyway, until the caravan set off on the road the next morning, Munch and Mill were barely sober.

So after that day, Bessbes had one more task per day, that is, to go to deliver food during dinner. And as if it was a good negotiation, the meal delivery box would always appear inexplicably somewhere on the caravan camp on the next day.

At the beginning, the caravan members were still a little surprised to see this meal box, but after a week in a row, the initial awe and helplessness gradually faded away, followed by a feeling of crying and laughing.

Maybe it ’s a matter of course. In the last few days, when the caravan saw the mysterious appearance of the lunch box, in addition to Munch still a dead face, the rest of the people laughed and did what Well.

In this way, when the caravan marched on the barren Gobi for another seven days, some green plants could be seen occasionally in the surrounding scenery. According to Mill's words, it is finally time to get out of this **** place where the bird is not shit!

At the same time, members of the caravan guards such as Munch began to get nervous. The news of coming out of the Gobi is certainly gratifying, but in contrast, since then, the probability of encountering Warcraft has also risen sharply!

Although it is almost impossible to encounter robbers because of the distance between the village and the city, but the truth is that the threat and damage caused by the hungry Warcraft to the caravan is much higher than the robbers!

After all, if you encounter a large band of robbers, if the caravan feels unbeatable, you can also choose to break the fortune and avoid disaster. And the robbers are well versed in the concept of sustainable development. Generally speaking, every time they encounter a caravan, they just plunder 20% of the property. The purpose is to prevent these caravans from losing money, so that the caravans are getting less and less, so what else do they eat after being robbers?

But this is all based on the premise of the caravan obediently paying the money. If you desperately resist, then being wiped out by the regiment is almost a deadly thing!

And Warcraft does not need those goods and gold coins, they are very hungry, but can eat people! However, a team with Kodo beasts such as the Mill Caravan ca n’t do it, and can still bear to give up a Kodo beast for the sake of World of Warcraft. However, the price of such a Kodo beast is quite high, unless it is a last resort. Munch and others are determined not to do so.

After all, the thirty or so caravan guards headed by Munch are not vegetarian! If the offending Warcraft is not strong, then they will bring extra income to the caravan!

But in general, when the caravan reached the edge of the Gobi, the role of the guards began to manifest. The cattle clan orc scouts that existed as caravan eyes and the thin but more flexible monkey clan orc shooter started to get busy.

Because of the relationship between the two scouts, one of them usually had to arrange for one of them to explore and warn at a position hundreds of meters in front of the brigade. In this way, two shifts a day would fall down, which would barely serve as a warning. Despite being exhausted, it is fair to not have the night watchman's welfare at night.

"I really want to hurry to the city and relax! This time it is more than a month, and the bird will fade out of the mouth. Not to mention, the fire in my body has also been saved so much that I can't hold it anymore! Hahaha ! "

"Hey! Just tell yourself that you'll get it if you get spring? But this barren Gobi is really not a place to stay!"

"That's not right! When we are in town, we have to find a chick to diarrhea! Haha!"

Listening to the veteran cattle and orc veterans in the guard soldiers chatting to pass the time, Munch did not say anything, but just smiled lightly. In fact, Don Munch said that this group of energetic fighters, even Munch himself, felt itchy for a long time.

After all, no one can take his wife and children out to run a business like Lord Mill.

(This trip did take a long time, but in order to make more money, I can only take the barren Gobi line. After all, if you are lucky, the income from this trip should go to several villages than usual. Do you earn more in half a year?)

Thinking of this, Munch suddenly realized that something seemed to be approaching in the distance ahead, but this gave him a bad hunch. Not long after, the monkey clan scout shooter walking in front of the team ran to the front of the caravan where Munch was panicking!