Heard that there are a large group of mercenaries and adventurers in front of the night fragrant tavern fighting, and Yang Ling just inside the tavern, Cassie dare not have any neglect, the rate of warriors quickly arrived, the forward is the barbarians led by Garuk warriors.
"My Lord, shall we separate them?" Looking at the unprecedented scale of the melee, watching the blood on the ground, Cassie cried out for instructions.
Yang Ling did not speak, the angry Garuk vigorously waved the wheel of the big axe, "Ebilis, divide an egg, kill them all clean!"
Looking at the fierce melee, smelling the thick smell of blood, others are afraid to hide, and Garuk and other fierce barbarians are invigorated. During this period of time, they patrolled every day in heavy armor according to a fixed route, not to mention robbers, even thieves did not see one, it was simply boring.
"The whole army is on alert, don't shoot yet!" Yangling face solemn, he has a very bad premonition, smell a very bad plot. Perhaps the rare peaceful days of Wesson will soon be over.
"Yes, the subordinates understand!"
Looking at Yangling dignified face, Cassie understand that things are absolutely not as simple as an ordinary fight. Command the warriors to line up in front of the tavern in case anything happens.
"Don't be nervous, as long as you don't rush out now, I guarantee your safety!" Looking at the many pale guests inside the tavern, Yang Ling smiled calmly, "Today, all the drinks are free, I treat." Serve the wine, girls!"
With the guarantee of Yangling's word, and look at the many guards wearing heavy armor outside, people breathed a sigh of relief. Normally, they would laugh behind their backs at the sight of ugly barbarians, but now looking at their developed muscles and wheellike axes, they felt safer than ever.
After a few sips of strong liquor, people feel the tension slowly calm down. Even if there is no numerous guards led by Kasi, as long as there is Yang Ling here, even if you give the mercenaries outside 1,000 courage, they will not dare to kill in. In the town of Wesson, Yang Ling's name is the best talisman.
At the same time, see a large number of murderous guards in front of the hotel, the melee both sides no longer love to fight, under the command of their respective leaders quickly dissipated. Quick here, quick gone, vanished in a blink of an eye.
"Well, Cassie, arrange for men to clean up the battlefield and clean up the blood!" After a cold hum, Yang Ling stride away, the melee is too sudden, we must understand the inside as soon as possible.
7. Rome wasn't built in a day.
The sudden appearance of such a big scuffle suggests that both sides were prepared. If we don't quickly figure out what they're capable of and why we're here in Vison, we're going to be extremely passive.
After returning to the castle of Vison, Yang Ling told Agusu to quickly find the adviser Good.
"You wanted me, my Lord?" Yang Ling waited for a long time, Good came in a hurry, his face was gloomy, as if something big had happened, "Someone dug out a dozen headless bodies over there, I just went to see the situation!"
A dozen headless bodies?
Yang Ling was shocked, is a wave of not flat wave after wave, "there is no confirmation of the identity of the deceased and the time of death?"
"According to the decomposition of the body, the time of death should be within these few days, but the identity has not been confirmed." Some say they are a band of little adventures from the Bantu Empire, others say they are a band of little mercenaries wandering around the Bantu Empire!"
Goode shook his head and searched for a long time but could not find the exact identity of the dead man, there was no mark on the body. The burial site was definitely not the first scene, and the killer was experienced, ruthless, and did it perfectly.
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"Hey, the Bantu Empire again!
Whether it was the original royal swordsman Battis, or the later Wind mercenary regiment, Yang Ling did not hold any affection for the Bantu Empire behind them. Goode's been framed, the bartender's been forced to go home, as if nothing good can happen when the Bantu Empire is involved.
"Well, the Bantu Empire is rotten to the roots!" When it comes to the Bantu Empire, Goode grits his teeth. When I think of the old thief who framed me, my heart is like a burning torch.
"Good, don't worry. When everything is ready, we'll get your family out!" See good gnashing teeth, Yang Ling know that he again evoked his sadness.
"Thank you, my Lord! Goode bent down and made a large, respectful salute.
After helping Good up, Yang Ling's heart moved, and said: "By the way, Good, did you ask what out of the mouth of Kenuvis, the leader of the Windstorm mercenaries?"
"No, that fellow is very tough, and after he knew he was going to die, he wouldn't open his mouth anyway!" Goode shook his head and went on, "But, according to the whistle, he talked about Lord Wesson in his dreams. At the same time, the captured mercenaries reported that Kenuvis had received a large amount of unknown coins before coming to the town of Wesson, and it seems that he came to the town of Wesson to complete a secret mission!"
"Oh, secret mission?" Yang Ling frowns, "Unfortunately, our intelligence sources are too narrow, in the face of the flood of mercenaries and adventurers, the situation is very unfavorable, will be more and more passive!"
Vaguely, Yang Ling has a hunch that today's unprecedented melee may have something to do with the secret mission of Genovis. Unfortunately, intelligence gathering capacity is woefully inadequate to provide strong evidence.
"Sir, there happen to be a few people in prison who are experts in intelligence, and if we detoxify them with the Spring of life, perhaps..." Looking at the frowning Yang Ling, Good was a little hesitant.
"Goode, you're on your own, and if that half-bottle of Lifewater isn't enough, come back to me!" Yangling understood what Goode meant and continued, "And by the way, do whatever you can to pry Kinoweth's mouth and get his secret out of him as soon as possible!"
After telling a few words, Yang Ling strode to the yard where he lived. In the face of unknown dangers, in addition to accurate intelligence, rapid improvement of strength is the most important king. Even if you can't advance, it's good to take the time to practice a few more sorcerers.
During this period of time, under the temptation of crystal coins, people sent a lot of warcraft crystal core and sperm, plus the harvest of the spider army, enough for him to refine more than one hundred sorcerers to protect the body.
Then, just a few days after Yang Ling concentrated on cultivation, people began to dig up some headless bodies. Sometimes, some residents even wake up in the morning to find someone dead in their front door or backyard.
That day, the two sides of the scuffle in front of the tavern were endless, and from time to time there were large and small clashes in public. As for the hidden conflicts, it is even more routine, one after another.
The situation is getting tense and worse!
At the request of the people, Goode again increased the scope and intensity of the patrol, but after a few quiet days, headless bodies were still being found. Fortunately, both sides of the melee have not yet laid hands on ordinary townspeople for the time being, and dare not make trouble in Yangling's territory.
In case of an emergency, people only need to hide in the Shangri-La Hotel, the Dwarf weapons shop or the night incense Tavern, there is absolutely no fear of life. As for the heavily guarded Wesson Castle, no one without eyes dares to disturb it. The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, the Yang Ling of meditation cultivation has become the biggest amulet in people's hearts.