Make up your mind

Without further ado.

On the way back, Mobigan rushed all the way back to the Hanar tribe at the fastest speed.

Looking at Mobigan with a happy face.

Battelle was also very happy.

Just treat it as done.

However, after entering the camp, he realized that this was completely different from what he thought.

After hearing the words from Mobigan’s mouth, ‘All civilizations refuse to send troops’.

Battle, who was full of joy one moment, was completely frozen the next moment.

At the same time, he was a little unable to react.

What's going on? Things didn't work out, and you still smiled like an old chrysanthemum in bloom?

If it weren't for Mobigan's status as 'uncle'.

Battle is probably going to go crazy.

Looking at Barter, whose expression was obviously not good-looking.

After reacting, Mobigan quickly revealed the deal he had reached with the civilizations of all worlds.

After hearing this, Battelle was not only unhappy, but also shocked.

"Three thousand sheep? Eight hundred cattle? Five hundred horses?! Uncle Mobigan, are you crazy?!"

Over the past few years, relying on Battelle's bravery.

Their Hanar tribe annexed many other grassland tribes.

It has somewhat restored some of its former glory.

But even so, three thousand sheep, eight hundred cattle and five hundred horses are not a small number.

Just listening to it made Barter feel a twinge of pain.

Mobigan obviously knew what Battle was thinking.

I saw him raise his hand mysteriously.

"Don't get excited first, look at what this is!"

As he spoke, Mobigan lifted the object in his hand forward.

"Isn't it just a knife?"

Looking at the sword in Mobigan's hand, Battle frowned.

I didn't take it seriously at first. Isn't it just a sword?

Although their Hanar tribe lacks weapons, Mobigan is his uncle after all.

With this identity out there, what's so strange about being equipped with a sword for self-defense?

After hearing this, Mobigan quickly waved his hand.

Then he emphasized...

"look carefully!"

Look at Mobig doing this cautiously.

Battle patiently lowered his sights on the sword again.

Take a careful look at it.

It really made him see something different.

Many of the weapons of their Hanar tribe were stolen from the soldiers of the Qarhan Grassland Kingdom.

In other words, very shabby.

But this sword is unexpectedly new...

Realizing this, Battle subconsciously took the sword from Mobigan.

After holding the handle of the knife tightly with his right hand, there was a buzzing sound.

The sword was immediately unsheathed.

At that moment, even in the dimly lit tent.

The sharp blade also gave off a cold glow.

"Good knife!"

No need to try anything at all.

The coldness radiated from the blade.

This made Barter clearly aware of the sharpness of this knife.

Then, I heard him quickly say to a subordinate next to him...

"Pull out your knife."

The subordinates who heard this obviously knew what Battle wanted to do.

Then he pulled out the sword from his waist quite simply.

As a result, in the next second, only two sounds of blade collision were heard.

The sword in the subordinate's hand was broken into two pieces on the spot!

But the blade of the sword in Battle's hand has almost no curling edge, and there is not even a single chip.

This situation is inseparable from the fact that the opponent's sword is old.

At the same time, although I don’t know how Siqin obtained the weapon.

But the proportion of bronze used in forging weapons is obviously not optimal.

However, the formula used by Wanjie Civilization to smelt bronze was the optimal ratio specially found by Luo Ji.

This makes the bronze weapons of the All Worlds Civilization obviously stronger than the weapons of the Chaerhan Grassland Kingdom.

The two reasons came together to produce the scene just now.

Looking at the broken sword in his subordinate's hand, Battle's face was instantly filled with an unconcealable ecstasy.

"Hahaha, good knife, really a good knife!!"

As he spoke, Battle's eyes fell directly on his uncle Mobigan.

"Uncle Mobigan, can every weapon traded by the emperor of all civilizations with us be of such a standard?"

"Of course."

As the major contributor to this incident, Mobigan was inevitably proud of himself.

"The weapons of Wanjie Civilization are of better quality than the weapons in the hands of that guy Siqin! As long as all the weapons we exchanged are given to the soldiers in the tribe, we will have the advantage in weapons and we won't have to worry about them anymore.

?”

Regarding what Mobigan said.

Barter agreed in his heart.

However, what he just said also reminded him.

These weapons were not given to him for free.

He has to pay a corresponding price.

Three thousand sheep, eight hundred cattle, and five hundred horses!

Whenever he thinks about it, Battelle can't help but feel pain in his heart.

Looking at Bart's face full of pain.

Standing aside, Mobigan had a feeling of "hating iron but not steel".

"Bat'er, why can't you change your mind?! As long as we get these weapons and defeat the troops of the Chaerhan Grassland Kingdom, then their cattle, sheep, horses, pastures, and slaves will be ours.

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I have to say, Mobigan's words really reminded him.

Probably because I have been losing battles in recent months.

This caused Battelle not to think about it at the first time.

Now that I think about it, his uncle's words do make sense.

At this thought, Bart immediately gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Okay, Uncle Mobigan, I agree to this!"
To be continued...