"When did the people of the war pro-sects start to hide their heads and tails and become robbers?" As expected, the man in black finished speaking, and a sarcastic voice came, full of disdain and playfulness.

"Damn it, that bastard, don't frame anyone, if you have the ability, I'll get out for you." Hearing this voice, the man in black suddenly became anxious and shouted loudly. The masked bandits around him began to feel uneasy.

Only they know their own identity best. How can others know it? Even if many of their comrades don’t know what they are doing this time, how can they know? While their doubts make these people alert, they are worried. They must find this person, otherwise the consequences of this news will be revealed.

"The war pro-war faction, you are the war pro-war faction, you..." The middle-aged man and the man who were already suspicious were also extremely surprised when he heard this voice and saw the performance of the man in black. It was indeed not ordinary bandits, but no matter what, they could not have thought that they would be the war pro-war faction personnel.

You should know that my batch of goods was originally intended to be sold to the pro-war faction. It would be understandable that I would sell them to the opposition and they would do such a move, but now.

The next moment, they realized a problem in their eyes. It seemed that the pro-war faction had no intention of cooperating with them at all, and they just wanted to have a tycoon meal. Thinking of this, the two began to regret it secretly.

"Why, aren't you talking anymore?" A sneer, dozens of figures suddenly appeared in the canyon that was originally empty, slowly walking towards a group of people.

"It's you." When they saw the person in the lead, the middle-aged man and the man shouted out in surprise, but with it there was infinite excitement. They saw hope, but they did not expect that they could see this man here, and he actually appeared.

At this moment, the two of them had a look of excitement after the disaster. They knew that as long as the man appeared, there would be hope for everything. They were saved. Yes, the group of people who appeared were Rhodes and his group.

"Who are you? Stop meddling in other people's business. You'd better not interfere in our war pro-sects." Since the identity has been discovered, the man in black in the head did not intend to continue hiding it, and warned in a low voice.

"Haha, the war-oriented faction is so powerful. Even your third prince doesn't seem to have such a big attitude. He doesn't have such a big face like you." With a cold snorkeling, Rhode said slowly, and at the same time he had already walked into the caravan. He didn't take these war-oriented soldiers seriously at all. For him now, even if Gu Jian took action personally, he wouldn't care much.

"Bastard, since you don't want to eat the punishment for the toast, don't blame us for being rude and kill me." The man in black was obviously angry at this time, throwing away the weapons that had been broken into two pieces and shouting at the people around him.

Suddenly, hundreds of men in black pounced on Rhodes and his group like wolves and tigers~.

A shocking scene appeared at this time. The men in black who were originally facing the caravan were now like geckos with their tails broken in front of Rhodes and his group, without any power to fight back, began to flee around, screaming and blood drifting. There was no slight pity for these people, and there was no mercy for them.

In just three minutes, hundreds of men in black had fallen down two-thirds, and the rest were pale and no longer had the arrogance she had before, and ran away with her head in her arms.

"Bastard, who are you?" At this time, even the stupidest person could see something was wrong. The leader of the black man shouted anxiously.

During this period, they received orders from the superiors. Due to the lack of supplies due to the war, they began to pay attention to these caravans who wanted to make a fortune in the war. The facts proved that their choice was correct. During this period, they did have successfully done many things. Who would have expected that they would encounter iron plates today, and when they were about to succeed, they could kill these guys halfway through the road. How could this prevent them from being angry?

"Kill, no one left." There was no answer to their question, only Rhode's cold voice.

After the words came, the members of the Death Scythe Squad began to harvest their lives like the Death God, cruel and cold-blooded.

Screams and curses were connected together, and the blood spreading made the entire valley spread in a faint smell of blood. The cold wind whistled. At this moment, the valley was the hell on earth, which was unbearable to the eyes.

The caravan personnel were also stunned at this time. They saw such a bloody scene for the first time, and they couldn't help but bent down and started vomiting. The broken limbs and bones were flying everywhere, and the bodies were lying on the ground. Such an unsightly picture made them not have the courage to continue watching.

My eyes were closed tightly, but my heart was still heavy. The heart-wrenching screams seemed to penetrate deep into their bones and make people tremble.

This is the battle. At this moment, they truly realized the real cruelty. When facing the enemy, there is only one choice, that is, kill, and use blood to shape victory.

The scene showed a one-sided situation, which was simply a unilateral massacre. The combat power displayed by Wisky and others made people feel trembling.

The continuous screams stopped abruptly after more than ten minutes, and the whistling of the cold wind and the pungent smell of blood were left.

After the end, the members of the Death Scythe Squad began to skillfully clean up the battlefield, while Rhode looked at the pale caravan personnel and was a little funny. It seemed that these people had seen too little.

"Thank you for yours." After a long time, the middle-aged man recovered first, with his face still pale and said gratefully to Rhode. In any case, this time they saved their lives.

"Go to Darkmoon City." Rhode asked softly.

"Just doing some small business, I didn't expect to meet you here. If you didn't have you this time, the consequences would be unimaginable." Thinking of the previous lingering, at this moment, the man was still scared.

"It's just a good time, these items are." Rod asked in confusion at the full load of vehicles. Although these vehicles were full of them, they looked very light, and Rod asked in confusion.

"Just some medicines." The middle-aged man said with a wry smile, because these things almost killed his group.

"For which party." Rhode asked playfully. He could probably guess that these things were sent to the main war, but these people never even dreamed that their buyers would pay attention to this.

"You know everything." The middle-aged man said helplessly as he looked at Rhode with a wry smile.

At this time, the battlefield had been cleaned up, and Rhodes and his group did not continue to stay in the canyon. They arrived at the hillside where they were planning to settle down, and planned to spend only one night here.

Here, after the group of people chatted, Rhode also knew a lot. Recently, many caravans have been heading towards Darkmoon City, hoping to get a bucket of gold here. Although robbery happens from time to time, in the face of huge benefits, these people were still blinded and didn't think so much. They rushed towards Darkmoon City, and they were just one of them.

"You are Netherrod." Finally, after getting to know each other gradually, the man asked. Although he had already seen it, he still wanted to ask me.

Hearing his words, a sharp light flashed in Rhode's eyes. They still saw their identity, pondered for a moment, nodded, and the atmosphere was a little dull.

"What benefits did the main war send you?" Rhode asked after a moment.

"Great interests and future commitments." The man answered frankly.

"How many caravans can you contact." Suddenly, Rhodes had an idea, his own idea, and felt a little excited. If this plan could be implemented, it would undoubtedly be a huge help to them.

"After running for so many years, almost all caravans know each other. If there are more than a dozen caravans with better relationships," said the middle-aged man after pondering for a moment, with a hint of doubt. Perhaps it was because he didn't know why Rhode suddenly asked this question.

"More than ten, it should be enough." Rhode murmured to himself when he heard his words, and then asked, "Have they all been running this route recently?"

"Well, it's almost the same. Who has made the situation here like this recently? It's the most profitable, so everyone naturally ran away here." The man thought for a while and said affirmatively.

"It's all for the pro-war faction." Rhode asked excitedly.

"Well, we can't get in the opposition side, and we can't help but want to provide it."

"In this way, the opposition can give you the benefits given by the main war delegation, and even the conditions given are better, and there will never be any similar things today. If you contact these caravans, you will stop supplying all the goods to the main war delegation, and all the goods will be accepted by Dark Moon City, the price will remain the same, and we will send a special team to protect your caravans. What do you think?" After pondering for a moment, Rod asked.

He intends to cut off the supply of materials from the pro-war faction, which will undoubtedly be a huge blow to the pro-war faction. It is conceivable what will be the result. At the same time, it is a huge opportunity and help for the opposition. Rhodes is naturally willing to do something that kills two birds with one stone.
Chapter completed!