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Watching people rushing for armor crazy, and then calling friends to rush out of the city frantically, Yang Muyun looked down at Dagu.

"Sir, Hongshi Cliff is one day away from Tielu City, so it is not under your jurisdiction. By the way, you can earn some extra money while patrolling. Don't worry, we are all acquaintances, and the bounty will be doubled. And,

I will keep it secret for you.”

To be honest, Dagu was moved.

Although this armor is not as strong as iron armor, it is light and will have a greater purpose when processed in the hands of the dwarves.

But in this situation, how could Dagu accept Yang Muyun's words?

When the troll leader heard Yang Muyun's naked threat, he immediately roared with red eyes and shouted: "The barbarians fuck your ancestors! Brothers fuck you, kill them!"

After saying that, the troll leader roared violently, and his palm made a grabbing move out of thin air. A huge icicle appeared out of thin air.

The troll leader held the icicles in both hands and smashed them into the ground. A powerful impact exploded on the spot. The ground was like boiling, and countless ice cones pierced out of the ground like spring bamboo shoots. The ice fog sprayed, and the ground quickly

Freeze and solidify large tracts of frost.

The dwarfs closest to the trolls were the first to escape from the frost range, but their boots were frozen to the ground and tried hard to pull out their legs, but their boots were still nailed to the ice.

Seeing this scene, the onlookers felt awe-inspiring, especially those who were used to barefoot, all realized the benefits of shoes.

Yang Muyun looked at the barefoot dwarfs and laughed loudly, "Mr. Dagu, today should be the fastest attendance in your patrol team's history, right? Master Dagu, who enforces the law impartially, hope you can perform your duties well!"

Seeing Yang Muyun and Dagu's passionate appearance, the troll leader suddenly felt that he had been fooled. He pulled up an ice cone from the ground and shouted loudly: "Kill!!! The little guy and their group cut off all the time!!

!”

Dagu had only six people under him. Facing more than a dozen troll warriors, he suffered a loss unexpectedly. Several dwarves were swept to the ground. Even if they were not knocked down, they were all barefoot in a mess.

His face was so gloomy that water dripped out.

The dwarves, who have always been arrogant, are not willing to suffer such losses and fight back immediately.

However, the dwarves discovered that something was wrong just after taking two steps.

The underfoot is too cold and slippery, and it is uneven and covered with ice. As soon as I walked a few steps, I felt the soles of my feet sting, the blood flowed out, and the cold air invaded.

On the contrary, the trolls came and went freely on this road, sprinting across, and using the force of sliding impact to knock the untenable dwarves one after another.

Seeing this scene, Yang Muyun shouted outside the venue: "Master Dagu, do you want to help? We barbarians are all enthusiastic people!"

Dagu's face, which was not good-looking, was even more gloomy and could almost drip water.

He roared, and a fierce flame burst out from his body, and his body slowly expanded. The iron armor that was originally fit slightly deformed in a burst of sounds, and the fragile button joints were even more "Bang"

Bang "breaking."

Dagu stepped on the ice surface, and the fire hit the ground where he landed, the ice exploded, and the backward soil was gone.

With the support of this kick, Dagu rushed towards the troll leader like a cannonball. The man waved the big hammer in his hand in the air. When he was about to touch it, Dagu swung his force and smashed it from top to bottom at the troll leader.

The head.

The troll leader hurriedly blocked the ice cone, but he didn't expect the ice cone to explode, and there was a crisp sound of bone cracks in his hands. If the troll leader hadn't slid backward, he would have been hit by the hammer.

In the ground.

Other dwarves also used their unique skills, and light or dark fire appeared on their bodies, and then they walked towards the trolls step by step. Under the trampling of the dwarves, the ice field created by the troll leader was destroyed in an instant.

Those who can enter the Dwarf patrol are not mediocre men, not to mention that they are wearing armor and holding steel weapons, which are several levels better than the troll warriors who use wooden sticks, bone sticks, and naked armor and zero defense.

The troll hits the dwarf with a stick, and the dwarf is dizzy at most, but the dwarf hits the troll, either the soles of the feet or the knees are broken. In short, no one can stand up. When the troll lies on the ground, the axe and hammer are on the head.

Once smashed, there is basically no suspense.

Dagu and his team members cooperated tacitly and even the crazy barbarians dared to play with them. The trolls were not their opponents and were all knocked down soon.

The dwarves, who suffered a great loss, were extremely fierce. Seeing several trolls struggling to stand up, they immediately rushed up to make up for axe.

The axe was raised high and fell heavily. The ground was shaken and the earth waves rolled.

It seems that the purpose is to slash the earth, and cutting off the head is just a way to go.

A troll's head rolled to Yang Muyun's feet. Yang Muyun grabbed the troll's ear and looked at it. Isn't this the guy who opened his mouth at the beginning?

After throwing the head to the pig-headed man behind him, Yang Muyun picked out 20 sets of armor from the ground and divided them into two groups and stringed them with ropes.

"Sir Dagu, this is your worthy bounty."

Dagu glared at Yang Muyun angrily, then took out an iron whistle and blew it up. Soon, several patrol teams rushed over on goats. The patrol team took out a rope and put the trolls on them, regardless of their life or death.

All of them dragged all the way to Tielu City.

Yang Muyun could see clearly that these sinister dwarves did not put their arms around when they tied people, but their necks around.

Therefore, whether the trolls arrive at the prison depends on the speed and road conditions.

As for the broken limbs on the ground, the blood stains left behind all the way...

No one cares at all.

Free Iron Furnishing City, fight fiercely every day.

Everyone is used to it.

Yang Muyun took a deep breath of the bloody smell in the air, opened his arms and exclaimed sincerely: "The free land, even the air is so sweet, I can't help but fall in love with it."

Dashi rubbed the big stick in his hand and muttered depressedly: "If you have anything to do, let go of your hands and feet when you fight, you are not free at all."

I just thought I could fight well and kill a few trolls to play, but I didn't expect the chief to not let him take action and watched the dwarfs fight throughout the whole process.

Yang Muyun said inexplicably: "Why do you have to let others help us fight? If you can use the rules, don't do it rudely, let alone fight against the rules. Do you understand?"

At this time, the old chief hurried back with a few pig-headed warriors, each holding a child in his hand.

The trolls rushed over to fight and had no time to take care of their prey. The old chief led a few pig-headed men to touch them and easily rescued the children.

Seeing the dozen or so little babies crying together, the old chief also cried with joy and kept wiping his tears.

Ying's face was pale and she couldn't say a word, but his eyes at Yang Muyun were full of gratitude.

Yang Muyun signaled the children to be quiet, and then asked: "Where have you been during this period? How many tribe members are there?"

I glanced at the appearance of these little babies, and they were all crooked and had nothing to do with Qingxiu. I guess there was no young lady or aunt.

The old chief also quickly asked, the children were not very good at speaking, and were frightened and were incoherent, but the old chief still got the information he wanted.

"The trolls exchanged these children from other people's hands, and they've been several times over."

In other words, there are no barbarian prisoners in the Blood Spear tribe?

However, Yang Muyun did not regret his spending a lot of money.

When dealing with evil people, you have to be even more evil than them. Not only should you be cruel and ruthless, but you should also be willing to spend money.

Yang Muyun believed that after this battle, his popularity had been completely opened up.

Regardless of the inner city, at least people in the outer city will know that there is a barbarian who is not easy to mess with.

Many people came one after another, and exchanged with Yang Muyun with a pile of wood and stone.

Perhaps the bloody traces in front of the stall played a deterrent effect. The stone and wood were real, and nothing was inferior.

It felt like the building materials were almost done, Yang Muyun said: "Closing the stalls and building a house."

Yang Muyun has planned to stay here from the beginning.

The profits of selling armor are far beyond your imagination, and judging from the public security situation in Tielu City, the demand for armor is still very strong.

What restricts oneself is the transportation issue now.

It was too troublesome to transport a large pile of goods from the tribe to Tielu City. It took me four or five days to march all the way. If I walk normally, I will take ten days and half a month, and it will be more time to block the road when I encounter rain and snow.

However, Yang Muyun thought of a good idea, using the space channel to transfer supplies.

When they were in a tribe, they were transported to the earth, stored temporarily in a hidden place, and then taken out here.

This is indeed a good idea. It can not only transport goods, but also do many other things.

But soon Yang Muyun gave up this idea.

It's so ostentatious that if you are targeted by someone, you will definitely notice the abnormality.

Just as Yang Muyun was thinking about how to hide the truth, more than a dozen horned goats stopped in front of the stall.

A dwarf in armor and cloak was worn off the sheep's back. Behind him, there were more than a dozen patrol members dressed similarly to Dagu.

Yang Muyun thought to himself: He is a high-ranking official.

So he hurriedly met him, "Sir, if you have any things you need, you can say, I'll send them to you, why bother to the mansion?"

The dwarf looked around and then took out a roll of parchment from his sleeve and handed it over.

Yang Muyun immediately stretched his hands upward and gently caught them.

"Sir, is this?"

The dwarf said: "I am the commander-in-chief of the Iron Lu City Patrol and the contemporary patriarch of the Dagu family. You can call me Golden Beard."

While speaking, the dwarf pulled his long beard that had hung to his belly like a show.

Yang Muyun immediately called out "Golden Bearded Lord", and then his eyes fell on the parchment roll.

Jinhuzi said: "The city lord has heard about you and plans to hold a cocktail party for you. He specially named me and asked me to send an invitation."

After saying that, Jinbei nodded and turned around and left.

Yang Muyun opened the invitation in his hand, and there was only one line of words on it...

"Uh...I can't understand, take a look."

The old chief glanced at it and said worriedly: "Let you take your sword to the banquet alone. Tonight."

Yang Muyun laughed excitedly, "Do you go to the meeting alone? I like it!"
Chapter completed!