With the fast speed of the unicorn, more than two hours later, Yang Ling returned to the castle of Wissen. First thing I'll do when I get back, I'll talk to Counselor Goode about what's going on.

"My Lord, the situation is getting more complicated and more difficult to control!" Goode, dressed in a black robe and looking worried, sat down opposite him at Yang Ling's suggestion.

More and more complicated?

Although prepared, but listen to good said, Yang Ling or frown. With Goode's explanation, the latest situation slowly dawned on us.

It turned out that not long after he had entered the forest of Trass, Stoff had taken new actions on the advice of his advisors. Shrink the forces, set up pipe cards at every junction between the town and the forest of Atlas, and strictly check the townfolk coming and going. In doing so, the Rus' intelligence sources and operating space were greatly reduced.

In addition, in the name of the Lord, Stoff forcibly expropriated the grain stored in people's hands, plundered people's nitrated hides at very low prices, and collected a large number of materials. It won't get you through the long winter, but it will at least last a while, until reinforcements and supplies arrive.

In the face of Stoff's usurpations, the townspeople rose up, but in the face of the Bantu Empire's elite Black Armor army, they were vulnerable without a leader. Although some mercenaries and adventurers later secretly joined the ranks of the riot, it was to no avail, and was forcibly suppressed by Storf's Black Armor army.

In order to deter the angry townspeople, after arresting the warriors involved in the riot, the Black Armor Army brutally hanged them alive on the roadside trees. The body was flogged for three days, and then dumped in the forest of Tlass, where it was deliberately eaten by a large group of wild animals.

Perhaps they did not solve their hatred after killing people, or perhaps they wanted to take the opportunity to scratch another layer of oil and water, Stoff's black Armor Army also used the pretext of searching for MOBS and Rus people, wantonly stormed into residential buildings, burned, plundered, and did nothing evil, causing unknown numbers of people's homes to be destroyed and killed. In the eyes of the people, this fellow Storf is not a so-called Lord, but a demon from hell.

In just a few days, the town of Wesson was a mess. In order to escape the fighting, many people and their families fled to the castle of Wissen. Although Storf potential, but in the face of the mysterious life of Yangling, in the face of his fierce guards, temporarily also dare not directly tear up the face.

The townspeople were oppressed, the mercenaries and merchants were cut off, and for a while, although Stoff was ostensibly in control, the situation grew increasingly tense, with occasional small attacks on the Black Armor.

At the same time, the situation becomes more and more complicated as more mercenaries and adventurers pour into the town of Vison, influenced by rumors of the discovery of an ancient dragon's cave in the Forest of Tras.

Government forces rebellion?

Understanding the current situation, Yang Ling quietly sips a refreshing jasmine tea, the current situation has advantages as well as disadvantages. Stauff retrenched his forces and strengthened his patrols, making it more difficult for him to attack. With a shipment of grain and cold hides, he could hold out a little longer.

However, after provoking public anger is absolutely unfavorable to his rule, the people are unstable, as long as the full use of it is a sword.

"Good, what's the condition of the Ross people now?"

"My Lord, there is something wrong with the Ross. They have asked us many times for large quantities of food, clothes and weapons, and even though I have tripled the price, they are still hungry, the more the better!" Goode paused for a moment, then added, "Plus, they're asking us for more accurate intelligence!"

Stoff contracted forces and strengthened patrols, and Yang Ling just took away the horned bee beasts and dead wood soldiers who could spy on intelligence, for a while, it was difficult for Good to obtain detailed activity intelligence of the Black Armor Army, let alone the Ross. The efficiency of each surprise attack was reduced, and as the weather grew colder, it was as urgent as a cat on a hot pot.

"Goode, starting today, sell the Ross material and information at double the price of what you already have!"

Yangling comfortably leaning on the big chair, now this situation, Ross people absolutely anxious. Let alone increase and double the price, that is, increase twice, I am afraid they will have to accept it all as ordered. After all, a few thousand amethyst coins would never have mattered compared to the strategy of destroying the Bantu Empire, an old enemy. I'd be sorry if I didn't take the opportunity to knock a few more.

Stolen novel; please report.

"My Lord, I just offered to double the price a few days ago, and now I offer to double the price again, will it..." Goode hesitated, worried that Ross wouldn't buy it.

"Hey, don't worry, the Ross people have no choice at this time!" Yang Ling smiled faintly and said: "Profit-seeking is the nature of businessmen, if we still provide a large number of materials at a low price at this time, it is abnormal."

Is it the nature of businessmen to seek profit?

After a moment's reflection, Goode was convinced. At this time, if the price is still 10%, it is indeed more likely to cause suspicion.

"Goode, you pick a few of the right people in the next few days and form a team dedicated to assassinations and sneak attacks." Looking at the thoughtful Good, Yang Ling went on to say: "The selected person should be calm and calm, ruthless like a serpent, agile like a clouded leopard, and be sure to kill." As for the name of this squad, let's call it Spikes!"

A team dedicated to assassinations?

After the accident, Goode hesitated. "Sir, you mean..."

"Well, sometimes we must help the Rus, the enemy of our enemy is our friend!" Stoff is stubborn and arrogant, and it's time to teach him some lessons!"

After a few words, Yang Ling no longer talk nonsense, stride out. After returning to the other hospital, I wanted to tell Alice to send some early, but smelling a wisp of wine, suddenly remembered that many days did not drink John's wine, so simply strode to Shangri-La. Behind him, Agusu followed closely with a team of guards.

During this period of time when Yang Ling entered the forest of Truss, Agusu trained hard, and finally cultivated from a senior swordsman to the realm of a junior swordsman with the great help of Cassie and Good. Although it is not yet called a master, but after all, it has crossed a threshold, if nothing else, at least it can frighten and then successfully command the barbarians under his command.

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Different from Rumi, the dwarf who is addicted to alcohol, Yang Ling does not like to drink alone, when he just graduated, he often met a few classmates or colleagues to meet the bar. For him, drinking a beer on the rocks while entertaining a lonely young woman or ignorant girl in a bar is a great enjoyment after work.

There is no television, no Champions League football or games like Warcraft, but the pubs here are much the same as the old ones. The same drunkards, the same rude curses, and, of course, the beautiful women of all shapes and sizes... .

Sometimes, leaning on the high chair of Shangri-La bar, holding a glass of cold Roma wine, looking at a pair of ambiguous men and women in the corner of the dim light, Yang Ling often has an illusion. It was as if I had suddenly returned to the A la Carte bar next to my school, and sometimes I even wondered if I had been dreaming, an exotic dream.

As usual, Yang Ling entered the door casually and a few familiar mercenaries say hello. Then he plonked himself into a high chair outside the bar and asked John, the genius bartender, to bring him a nice cocktail and sip it gently.

"Boss, what brings you here today?" John smiled and served Yang Ling a dry red wine cocktail.

"Hey, there is no east wind, but the northwest wind has been drinking all night." Quick, give me two more dishes of peanuts, I'm starving!" Yang Ling patted John casually on the shoulder.

Sip the wine, and then chew two alpine peanuts, Yang Ling with relish how to wonder. However, just as he was about to call John for another drink, suddenly the bustling pub fell silent. Then came the sound of 'tap, tap' footsteps, clear and slow. At the same time, there was a faint fragrance.

Yang Ling looked up and saw a beautiful woman in black come in. The white skin that can be broken by blowing, the small waist that can be held, and the tall chest that can be shaken three times with every step... . Around the mercenaries see straight saliva, half a day back to God, as if by the sudden appearance of black beauty hook away three souls.

See the ridge side of the peak, the distance and height are different!

Looking at the black dress beauty tall chest, Yang Ling finally understand what is choppy; Looking at her beautiful face and slender figure, I finally understand what is the face of an angel and the body of a devil.

If Alice is a green apple, Sophia is a blooming flower, then this black beauty is a ripe heart, full of deadly temptation.

After walking into Shangri-La, Meryl's big eyes of water Lingling swept away from the mercenary soldiers, and then fell on Yangling. She believed that with her charm, she could sweep him off his feet with a few tricks and surrender the Basilisk blood staff and join the Dark side.