The dark clouds in the sky were about to reach the top of the forest farm, and drizzle fell intermittently among the clouds and mist.
The slope at the foot of the forest farm in Handanar County is like a green carpet.
In the distance, an army was winding along a muddy dirt road for several kilometers. A team of mules and horses was driving towards the camp, dragging a large amount of baggage. This army was the third army to arrive at the forest farm in Handanar County this week.
A team.
Seeing that there were many armored horses in the team, and the knights on the horses were also dressed like tin cans, holding dwarf chain shields and five-meter-long knight spears in their hands, He Boqiang guessed that it was another heavy armored cavalry regiment.
, although it is not the main force like the Constructed Knights, the combat power of the heavy armored cavalry is quite good. When the troops are superior, they are one of the few battle groups that can confront the evil ghosts head-on.
In recent times, there have been constant troops arriving near the forest farm. It is probably because of the news that the evil spirits have built a defensive stronghold on the Moyun Ridge of the Gandaer Mountains that the great lords of Bena Province have been having trouble sleeping and eating.
It will take time for so many troops to rush here.
Looking at three more splendid camps being built next to the camp of the 57th Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment, the temporary market on the hillside has nearly doubled in size from half a month ago. The tense atmosphere before the war has already spread in the market.
As the air spreads, people will even walk at a faster pace.
The new caravan that arrived a few days ago began to prepare to rush to the next military camp after purchasing a large amount of red-eyed hyena skins. They will not be slowed down by the war that is about to begin here. This group of merchants will not only make a certain army.
The business of the Corps, they are a group of natural travelers.
Early in the morning, the guys in the caravan had already started to pack up the tents in the light rain. They disassembled the tents in the rain, tied them up wetly, and then tied them back to the horses.
The location where they camped on this hillside was quite good. Some merchants who came later had already taken a fancy to this place and were just waiting for them to take over it as soon as they left.
The last two stalls also display some final products for disposal. This caravan is mainly engaged in fur trade, but the stewards in the caravan also bring a lot of other things privately. Often before departure, there will be people in the caravan.
Put these personal goods out and make the final deal.
Usually at this time, someone will run to the stall to pick up the missing items with a sense of luck. Because the caravan is about to leave, everyone knows that the goods purchased are not returnable. The quality of the goods purchased at this time depends entirely on their eyesight.
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The variety of goods on the street stalls was very diverse, but there were no leather goods. Because of the light rain, there were not many people around the stalls.
The guys guarding the stalls were already waiting a little impatiently, probably because they were reluctant to do business in the rain, but the materials on the horse team’s side had not yet been sorted out. Generally, stalls like this would not be closed until the moment before departure.
They were wearing rainproof cloaks and huddled behind the stall like black quails, not even bothering to move.
He Boqiang had a Roman sword hanging on his waist and slowly came back from the river. After the five stars lit up in his body, he began to feel that his fighting skills could not keep up with the improvement of his physical fitness. The basic movements he had practiced before were a bit off.
He was in shape, so he would go to the river to practice every morning. Red Socks gave up being He Boqiang's sparring partner a week ago. In the past few mornings, Suldak has been practicing fighting skills with He Boqiang.
He Boqiang sometimes behaves like an agile and experienced shield warrior, but his combat skills only exist in some memory fragments and cannot be displayed in a coherent manner intermittently, so he seems like a person who does not know how to fight.
academic warrior.
Although Surdak did not attend the "Junior War College" or receive formal training, he had been fighting on the battlefield for nearly four years and had extremely rich combat experience. The two complemented each other perfectly.
Both of them have gained a lot.
Sometimes the Baikal swordsman would take time to come over to watch the battle, and occasionally he would personally teach the two of them some practical sword skills. In the past two days, he even generously taught a set of sword skills to the two of them, as a one-turn swordsman.
The swordsman's understanding of sword skills is much higher than that of He Boqiang and Suldak. This set of sword skills is called the "Swordsmanship Guide" by Baikal Swordsman.
Many students in the Swordsman Academy like to call it the 'Guide Technique'. This set of swordsmanship is just an introductory swordsmanship. It is divided into eight styles. There are no complicated and fancy moves such as jumping and dodging, but each sword style can be very coherent.
The connection, after Baikal Swordsman combined his own understanding of this swordsmanship, seemed to suddenly open the door to Suldak and He Boqiang's understanding of swordsmanship.
These days, both of us have made great progress.
Suldak told He Boqiang very excitedly yesterday that he felt that he had made a breakthrough recently, so he went to the logistics department to test his warrior level, and he was actually promoted to a seventh-level warrior.
Walking into the market, He Boqiang's light leather armor had been soaked by the rain. He was about to return to the tent to take off the leather armor and dry it in the sun. This kind of leather armor would become hard if not handled properly after being exposed to the rain.
Seeing the caravan preparing to set off in the drizzle, He Boqiang also sighed in the letter. Fortunately, this caravan came over and bought a large number of red-eyed hyena skins. Otherwise, these skins would be on the streets here. I don’t know.
How long will it remain unsaleable? The corrupt leather market will directly reduce the desire of the soldiers of the 57th Regiment to hunt red-eyed hyenas in the mountains.
At this time, he also saw two stalls placed in the rain. The goods on them were soaked by the rain. Some weapons were held in oilcloth, as well as some worn scrolls, blank parchment, copper plates, and military copper kettles.
, candlesticks, etc., but these goods all look like they have been used, and they are probably ownerless relics. No matter how cheap such things are, the soldiers in the military camp will definitely not buy them.
Only some bargain-hunting businessmen and people from poor families will buy these second-hand goods.
Under the influence of Suldak, He Boqiang was originally not interested in these things, but when he passed by, he found that there were black coal briquettes as big as walnuts piled on the stall, so he stopped and backed away unexpectedly.
After taking three steps, return to the stall.
Sure enough, I saw more than thirty magic cores placed on the street stall. It looked like these magic cores had been selected many times. The remaining ones were dry and shriveled, or had big defects on them. They were placed on the carpet.
It looked like donkey dung and eggs, and it looked even more miserable after being soaked by the rain.
There are many merchants in this street market who are engaged in the business of purchasing magic cores. Of course, many street stalls also sell magic cores. Such magic cores that do not produce magic crystals are also divided into several levels, such as this first-level magic beast product.
The purchase price of small-sized magic cores in the street market is about fifty silver coins per magic core. Generally, this kind of purchase price is considered to be a no-choice, just take everything as ordered.
However, the price of such magic cores sold at street stalls in the market is much higher. Curly-haired boy Gabby's stall also has several magic cores of poor quality. The base price offered by merchant Larkin to the curly-haired boy is sixty silver. Of course, these
The magic core can be chosen, and the buyer will be lucky if he buys it back.
He Boqiang had never touched a magic core since he came back from the indigenous tribe. At this time, he saw some magic cores on the stall. His mind moved slightly, and he reached out and touched a wrinkled magic core from the stall.
The caravan clerk squatting behind the stall saw that someone was interested in these magic cores that almost no one was interested in. He looked at He Boqiang seriously before asking: "What can I do for you? Are you interested in these magic cores?"
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He Boqiang nodded slightly, but the magic core in his hand did not react at all, so he put down the magic core and picked up another one.
"These magic cores were obtained from the giant crocodiles in the swamps of the Kempato River. Although they are inconspicuous, although they are leftover after being selected, at least they are all left by the second-level magic beasts. These
The magic core has more or less flaws, but the price is higher than the price of a first-level magic beast's magic core. Eighty silver coins per piece, can you accept this price?"
Probably because he felt that He Boqiang was not a big financier, the stall owner was not interested in quarreling with He Boqiang, so he directly told the price...