When the sky turned white, Tang Mo finally saw the end of the vicious forest. The land suddenly became wider, and on both sides of the road with smoke curling up, there were caravans gathered here, waiting to set off.
Everyone had to gather together to pass through the dangerous forest during the day, so when Tang Mo spent the whole night passing through the vicious forest, they all looked curiously at the carriage passing by on both sides of the road.
Soon, sharp-eyed businessmen saw the broken arrow still on the carriage door.
"Look! They were attacked! I don't know how many people died..." A businessman said to the people around him while chewing a still steaming lunch box.
Another businessman held a bit of moldy bread in his hand and stuffed it into his mouth while reminding his followers: "Cheer up for a while! Be careful of bandits!"
Tang Mo sat in the passenger seat of the carriage, blowing the cool morning breeze - it was very cold in the forest at night like this. But the cool morning breeze made Tang Mo feel more awake and enjoyed it more.
"Don't worry, I will equip you with a pistol like this when we go back." Tang Mo and Weiss chatted for a long time. After just being able to see a ray of sunlight from the forest, he sat in the passenger seat.
Chatting nonsense with Wes.
They talked about Weiss' previous experience, about Tang Mo's weapons workshop, about Count Fischereau, and even about flintlock guns, the details of sword fighting, the life of a ranger, and Tang Mo's
New weapons.
"I hope everything goes well. With Count Fisherow's support, at least you will no longer be alone when facing Cyric." Weiss said to Tang Mo while driving the carriage attentively.
"I know what you are worried about, but you know, I have a secret weapon." Tang Mo smiled. He had been wearing such a smile since he got on the passenger side of the carriage, a smile that even Weiss couldn't see through.
As a human being in two lives, Tang Mo is much more complicated than Weiss imagined. In another world, he is an arms seller, walking on the edge of the law, standing between black and white. He can survive in such an environment for thirty years.
How could Tang Mo be a simple person for a few years?
"Can you really give me one of your Ranger Killers?" Weiss finally couldn't resist the temptation and asked.
He really wanted to know how amazing his combat effectiveness would be if he had such a Ranger Killer stuck in his waist.
He only needs to get close to a target, and he can guarantee to kill the opponent, and rely on the remaining bullets to create chaos and retreat calmly - in the face of such a weapon that has never appeared, it is impossible for anyone to be wary of his actions!
Even at this moment, he was already calculating in his mind how much it would cost to assassinate a king...
"Ranger killer?" Tang Mo was stunned. He almost didn't realize what Weiss was talking about. But soon, the smile on his face became more unrestrained: "Hahahaha! You are so funny, Wei
Si! Hahahaha!”
He knows what kind of characters the rangers in this world are, so he also knows what Weiss means.
The times are advancing, and the knight-like fighting mode of the three musketeers, who first fired a shot and then fought with long swords, will definitely be swept into the trash heap of history.
But will rangers, or people like them, disappear? Obviously not. Even this fighting style will become more systematic and scientific, and eventually evolve into more professional spies, agents, and even special forces.
And the rough combat mode of fighting with long swords will eventually be completely eliminated. Instead, it will be replaced by a short and capable PPK pistol hidden under the arm!
Before Weiss, who was laughed at inexplicably, couldn't bear it and burst out, Tang Mo finally stopped laughing and said to Weiss: "Don't worry, follow me, you will see scenery you have never seen before, and also
Naturally, we can find a path that we can continue on.”
"But, before that." He patted Wes on the shoulder and said with interest: "This pistol is not called Ranger Killer, it is called a revolver. Because it has not been mass-produced yet, it does not have a number yet.
"
"When we go back, can you really give me a revolver like this?" Weiss asked in confirmation. He really liked this weapon so much that if he could hold it in his hand, he would even feel it.
to invincible power.
"Better than this." Tang Mo felt that it would not be difficult for him to equip his men with better weapons.
"Are you kidding..." But it was obvious that with Weiss's poor imagination, he could not imagine that there was a better weapon than a revolver in this world.
It was as if even super ace pilot Hardman could not have imagined that one day there would be an aircraft that could lock on to dozens of enemy planes outside visual range and attack eight of them at the same time.
Tang Mo didn't bother to explain to Weiss. He simply leaned on the carriage, looked at the city that appeared on the ground not far away, and said softly: "You will know when we get back."
Northridge is the territory of Earl Ronin Fisherow, and the largest city here is the seat of the Earl - Wolf City.
The Luoning family has a wolf as its family emblem, just like the Stark family in the Northland in the TV series that Tang Mo is familiar with. These families who started with martial arts generally have primitive worship of beasts. The family emblem is either a wolf head or an eagle, or
Either a bear is a lion, so the probability of matching shirts is quite high.
When Tang Mo saw clearly the wolf flag hanging on the city wall, he also saw the cavalry heading towards his carriage with the flag.
Thirty knights wearing breastplates and helmets, holding high the Beiling Wolf Flag, galloped their horses, and soon surrounded Tang Mo's carriage.
Surrounded by these knights, the carriage entered the city, and then saw a big shot waiting there at the city gate - Count Ronin Fisherow.
Weiss obviously relaxed a little when he saw these knights. When he saw the Earl at the city gate, he immediately smiled.
After tightening the reins, he turned over and jumped out of the carriage before the carriage came to a complete stop. However, the count's guards still loyally stood between him and the count.
"Your Majesty the Earl." Being separated by the two knights, Weiss still showed a smile, nodded slightly and bowed slightly to Fischereau, who already had many wrinkles on his face.
"Wes! What you said in the letter...is it true?" Fischereau raised his hand and signaled the two guards not to be so nervous: "If he wants to take action, you can't stop him, let him
open it."
"Of course, you know my reputation. As long as I accept your money, I will definitely not mess up the matter." Wes spread his hands, gave Fischereau a gentle hug, and then gave up.
Halfway up, he introduced Tang Mo behind him and said: "He is the person you are looking for. The gun has been brought... I witnessed it last night, and it was better than you imagined!"
"Oh?" Fischereau was obviously more concerned about firearms. He didn't move once he heard this and directly made a questioning voice.
Weiss immediately explained: "It's not peaceful in the Vicious Forest."
"The bandits who dare to offend you are so unfortunate. Hahahaha." Count Fischerot was stunned for a moment, then seemed to have guessed the truth, and then burst into laughter.
"..." Weiss rubbed his nose and did not correct the earl. He is now Tang Mo's knight, so he must keep some things secret.
"So! What are we waiting for? Let's go! Go and talk inside!" Fischereau showed an excited smile, gestured to Tang Mo, and then led the way: "Eat breakfast first! Although I don't have much food here.
No matter what, it’s still quite rich!”
"That's great, Lord Earl, we are really exhausted all the way here." Wes said with a smile, as if he had returned to his home.
Fisherot was also very generous. After laughing loudly, he said to Tang Mo: "Come on, kid! Beiling people are warm and hospitable. You don't have to be restrained when you come here!"
He took the lead towards the castle, with Tang Mo following behind him. He saw the lively market and the crowds of merchants coming and going.
To be honest, as the administrative seat of Beiling, this place is much more lively than the Bunas he is familiar with. The market is not far away, and you can see bullock carts loading and unloading goods, and baskets of messy fruits.
Placed all over the floor.
Tang Mo even smelled an unpleasant smell of cow dung - this smell can be found in any city, but in Bunas it smelled fishy.
The times were like this, and there was nothing Tang Mo could do. Just like in the 21st century on earth, most big cities have a depressing smell of exhaust.
The count's castle was not spectacular, and was much shabbier than the medieval castles Tang Mo saw when traveling in his previous life.
It is almost a manor built in the city, not even as good as Baron Stella's Mansion. From this detail, it can be seen that Count Ronin Fischereau is not as particular about ostentation as Baron Stella.
However, in this small Earl's Mansion, seven or eight officers and no less than thirty guards could be seen, each of them loaded with live ammunition and wearing the light yellow military uniform unique to the Kingdom of Wright.
When the count passed by these officers and soldiers, they would solemnly stand at attention with their chins raised, salute, put their hands on their chests, and greet them loudly.
"Just kidding." The Earl looked at Tang Mo with some embarrassment and explained: "The border cavalry activities in the Kingdom of Susas are becoming more and more frequent. I have to consider the need to assemble troops for defensive operations, so this place has been
It was changed into a temporary headquarters, so it seems a little more crowded."
"Has the situation reached such a critical level?" Tang Mo also arrived in Beiling for the first time and felt firsthand the depressing atmosphere from the front line.
