Climbing up the sand dune, Gordon took out the single-cylinder alchemical telescope, raised it to his right eye, slowly rotated the telescope, and adjusted the focus.
The vision gradually turned from hazy to clear: the river was gurgling and the waves were sparkling, like a blue crescent moon surrounding the oasis three kilometers ahead.
The riverside is covered with holly, scallion, cistanche, mugwort, aloe vera, licorice, lespedeza, starfish, chrysanthemum, sedge, fig...like a colorful carpet, shining under the boundless starry sky.
Gordon kept moving the monocular alchemy lookout: woolen tents were dotted here and there, spread out along the vegetation, extending to the Crescent City in the center of the oasis. In front of the tents, camels perched, and shepherd dogs kept watch. A thatched tent was fenced next to it.
There are herds of cattle and sheep inside the wooden fence, and you can also see the local horses with short heads and long necks.
The camera finally stopped on a tall flagpole with a green flag fluttering in the night sky, embroidered with a flying black eagle. This is the Black Eagle tribe of the Kingdom of Sand, which still maintains the ancient nomadic tradition of its ancestors.
Don't want to settle in the city.
In contrast, the Shahu tribe that rules Crescent City is modern and strives to develop farming, commerce, entertainment and other industries.
"No one is following us." Freckles approached from behind and lay down next to Gordon. He also took out a single-tube alchemical telescope and held it up in front of his eyes to observe the movement of the oasis. This telescope can be retracted, and the lens is not made of glass.
Instead, the crystal beast's pupils were polished into thin slices, which could see up to five kilometers, worth ten bloody points.
Not long after, Tracy and Artest also climbed up the sand dunes from the other two directions. "\u62
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11 I didn’t see Hua Leopard or the others.” “I don’t see them here either. Could they have returned to the base?”
Freckles shook his head, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips: "There's no way the leopard will let me go."
Silver Fox can't let me go either. Tracey said in her heart that she didn't know what the grudge between Freckles and Leopard was, but the little Freckles were probably similar to her and had secrets they didn't want to tell.
The same may be true for Gordon, otherwise why not escape with us?
"The airship deliberately made a circle on the way, disrupting the order of several landing sites." Gordon put away the monocular alchemy lookout.
Artest looked at Gordon blankly, not understanding what he meant.
Freckles explained: "Do you still remember the map? According to the shortest route, after the airship sets sail from the Goat Tribe, it should first come to the Crescent Moon Oasis and then fly to Black Oil City. But now, we are the last batch."
Tracy suddenly realized: "This is to keep us under the leopard's eye at all times, so he must be targeting us."
Gordon said: "He will either take a shortcut and enter Crescent City in advance to wait for us. Or he will stay near the landing point and keep a distance from us. The Blood Prison has left our old clothes. If we get a few hounds, we can track them."
We smell easy."
"In the next few months, we will be monitored by the Blood Prison Society. In addition to Hua Bao and the others, I believe there will also be hidden stakes of the Blood Prison Society in Crescent City." Freckles continued.
"Don't worry about them for the time being. We will follow the planned plan." Gordon pinched his lower lip and made a crow call of "Jie Jie".
On the top of the ten-meter-high Elaeagnus tree in the distance, Saffron jumped quickly, turned over in the air, performed seven or eight consecutive somersaults to resolve the momentum, and landed lightly. "What a cool move!" He said to himself happily, and ran towards the sand dune.
come over.
"Hongmao, what did you find?" Artai's voice was hoarse and he was still a little nervous.
“The Crescent River is so beautiful!”
Hearing Saffron's answer, the friends all rolled their eyes.
Gordon took out an elegant antique enamel pocket watch from his cloak and opened the cover: "There are still more than two hours until dawn, let's start changing."
They took off their cloaks, dressed up, opened their bags, and changed into the clothes they had prepared.
Gordon took out his dagger and quickly cut off his long, messy hair, scraping off the hair on his lips and chin. He hadn't had a haircut for three years, and his hair was like a tangled straw, hanging down to his lower back.
After cleaning up, he buried the fallen hair in the sand, then opened the suitcase and took out a jar of lapis lazuli olive oil, a piece of ambergris spice, an ice-patterned blue diamond ring, and a pair of single-sided pince-nez glasses.
, a pair of leather shoes and a set of inner and outer clothing.
Gordon took off his clothes, poured out the lapis lazuli olive oil, and smeared it on his skin and hair. The lapis lazuli olive oil is golden in color, clear and smooth, and can moisturize the skin, promote blood circulation, and gradually increase muscle strength. Gordon's eyes have already been transformed into wind.
Kong, in order to prevent tendon injuries, he usually only uses about 70 to 80% speed. In view of this, he spent 50,000 blood points and purchased a total of one liter from more than a dozen exchange shops. Only the royal family uses it daily.
of lapis lazuli olive oil.
Then, he put on an ice-patterned blue diamond ring. The inlaid ice-patterned blue diamond was in the shape of a triangle. When one corner was turned, a poisonous needle would pop out and seal his throat when blood was drawn.
Gordon then changed into clothes and put on leather shoes. The underwear was modified from the mithril silk jacket of the Sand Cave Clan, which can effectively resist being punctured by sharp objects. The jacket was a dark gray snakeskin windbreaker worth three thousand blood points and tight leather pants.
, exquisite workmanship, fine tailoring, only the most essence piece of snakeskin from the head of the golden-crowned snake is woven, it does not stick to dust, does not get wet from rain, is warm in winter and cool in summer, is light and thin. The lining of the windbreaker is equipped with four open pockets and four hidden pockets.
Bags are respectively placed with money bags, various hidden weapons and alchemy potions. The leather shoes are made of dark gray rhinoceros leather, which is extremely strong and wear-resistant. The slightly curved toes are as hard as iron, and the soles have a hidden interlayer and a mechanism.
Finally, Gordon put on his unilateral gold-rimmed pince-nez glasses, hung up his antique enamel pocket watch, crushed the ambergris spice into powder, and sprinkled it all over his body.
"Ah..." Tracy had just changed her clothes, and when she saw Gordon's appearance, she couldn't help but cover her mouth, her beautiful eyes shining. The tall and handsome Gordon in front of her, Hongli and elegant, seemed to be an extremely beautiful boy.
But I still think Artest is the prettiest. She took a sneak peek
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As a barbarian boy, Artai changed into a set of simple linen clothes, looking clean and tidy. She herself wore a colorful dress and was gorgeously decorated. They will play the role of a pair of eloping teenagers.
"Shit, you should change your career to be a male prostitute, you're guaranteed to make a lot of money!" Freckles glared at Gordon angrily. He was shirtless, wearing a frayed leather vest, tattered big pants, and two bare feet.
There was a piece of weed in his mouth.
Gordon looked at the enamel pocket watch: "There is still an hour and a half before dawn. Let's check the plan and equipment for the last time."
Tracy took the lead and said: "I come from a merchant family in the Kingdom of Stars. I secretly fell in love with my guard Artai and eloped here. I brought a large amount of gold coins and treasures with me and used them as bait to lure out the Storm Horse Thieves."
Freckles chewed grass roots boredly: "I'm just a little gangster wandering around. My mission is to break into the lower floors of Crescent City and get acquainted with the local gangsters, so as to find out about the Storm Horse Thief Group."
"I am the troubadour Saffron. I will perform in various bars, restaurants and brothels in the Crescent City. My task is also to inquire for information." Saffron shook his cloak as white as snow, flicked it with his five fingers, and touched the clothes in his arms.
The golden harp emitted a gentle and clear sound. "Of course, there is also the promotion of beautiful poetry, so that the flower of art can bloom in every barren heart." After thinking for a while, he added the last sentence, but everyone automatically filtered his addition.
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"Remember, in the first month, you are only responsible for collecting information about the Storm Horse Thieves and making connections according to the plan. There must be accomplices of the Horse Thieves in the city. Don't do anything irrelevant, and don't use your power or show off your martial arts skills.
." Gordon looked around the four of them and said, "With our strength, it is impossible to fight against more than a hundred horse thieves. We can only take our time."
"What if we have to use force?" Artest asked.
"Then silence and destroy the body." Gordon said calmly.
Not long after, a touch of light blue began to appear in the sky. Even though it was only three o'clock in the morning, the sky lit up very early in the desert.
"It's almost time, let's take a step forward." Tracy and Artest said goodbye to everyone. Artest carried all the luggage, carried a thick mace on his shoulder, supported Tracy with his other hand, and walked down the sandy slope.
Gordon raised the lookout glass and watched the two of them enter the oasis. They walked to a tent and called softly. The shepherd dog started barking and running. After a while, a corner of the tent was opened, and the herdsman came out rubbing his groggy eyes...
"How are they doing?" Saffron asked with concern.
"No problem, the traditionalists who maintain nomadic customs are still very hospitable." Gordon looked through the camera. The herdsmen asked a few questions and then enthusiastically welcomed Artai and Tai into the tent.
An hour later, Freckles went straight to Crescent City. The city gate was not open at that time, so he climbed up with a hook and rope, bypassed the sleeping guards, and sneaked into the city quietly.
When the city gate opened at six o'clock, Saffron set off humming a song.
As the sun was shining brightly, Gordon had finished clearing away the traces left by everyone along the way. Carrying his suitcase, he walked slowly towards Crescent City.