Li Ziyu is very satisfied with Sayer's performance.
He is very smart and knows how to make choices.
Zhang Peng gave him everything he has now.
I came to see him just to get closer.
If the opponent chooses Rat Man, Li Ziyu will no longer supply him with the Bliss Potion.
No matter who you give the Bliss Potion, you can open a market from Illamaha, so you don't have to worry about selling it.
The market keeps changing day by day, getting better and better. Zhang Peng is not stupid and keeps collecting information from the market.
Although a lot of the information is wrong and wrong, after screening, it is still possible to restore the status of the Illamaha City Gang, and even determine the current status of the Rat Man.
On the surface, the Skaven race maintains an enterprising spirit, paying high research and development costs every year, expanding its army, and going to war externally.
In fact, there are already many internal contradictions, and the gap between the rich and the poor is huge.
The upper-class rat people enjoy the worship, and as a family unit, they control a large amount of wealth of the rat people.
It is no exaggeration to say that we played and drank every day.
The children of the nobles have been at the top since they were born. No matter how hard the ratmen below try, it will be difficult for them to reach their height.
The lower-class ratmen, because of their identity as ratmen, make people feel that they are pretty good. In fact, they are not much different from the vassal race.
They have no wealth and no way to improve. Once something happens, they can only sell themselves and become slave ratmen.
There are only a handful of people like Sail who can finally escape the status of slave rat-men through life-long efforts.
Is it good to get rid of the slave rat people?
On the contrary, it is often the beginning of another disaster.
Before they were freed from the slaves Ratmen, they had masters and could still eat.
After being freed from the slave rat-men, they are "free" and no one even cares about their food.
Slave ratmen have no wealth, so it is even more difficult for them to gain a foothold in ratman society.
You are lucky to be able to get along with someone like Sayer.
These are all things Li Ziyu can take advantage of.
It is difficult to use the army to defeat the Skaven.
Their scientific and technological power is quite strong, and their army is equally powerful and even larger in number.
If they really fight, even if they win, they will still have to strain their muscles and bones, and they will have to face the prying eyes of other powerful tribes. The gains outweigh the losses.
Only from the inside can we truly defeat the Skaven.
Li Ziyu needs to train his own agent, and Sayer was selected by Zhang Peng.
Looking at Sayer who was bowing his head on the ground, Li Ziyu stretched out his hand in the air, and a soul contract floated in front of Sayer.
"After signing the contract, you will be my 'ally'." Li Ziyu said with a smile on his face but in a very cold tone.
This soul contract is similar to the soul contract of the Tarbu Tauren.
It is not a complete slave contract, but it has enough control.
Sayer briefly glanced at the clause above, his heart was trembling, he was trembling, and his fingers were a little disobedient.
Generations of his ancestors had worked hard and sacrificed their lives to buy him the chance of freedom.
Having broken away from being a slave ratman, are you now going to become a slave to the undead?
Sayer knew exactly what it meant when he signed this contract.
He hates this contract extremely, but if he doesn't sign it, he will lose everything.
Li Ziyu didn't urge, just looked at it coldly.
He gave many people the opportunity to choose. The Tabu Tauren chose to follow him, and the snake people also chose to follow him.
Are those people really slaves?
Li Ziyu feels that he is not a good person, but he is still far from a bad person.
At least he didn't mistreat his subordinates and even gave them a chance to improve.
Go and see how much better the lives of the Tauren and Snakemen are compared to before.
That's a complete transformation.
After hesitating for a moment, Sayer stretched out his hand and clicked on the contract.
Soul contract, completed!
Zhang Peng nodded, came to Sayer, bent down and patted his shoulder, leaned into his ear and said, "You will find that we are different from the rat people. This is the right decision."
Sayer trembled, feeling that he had been seen through. He looked at Zhang Peng in surprise, only to find that he had already walked away.
"Sayir." Li Ziyu called softly.
"My lord." Sayer responded respectfully. He was also a slave when he was a child. He knew all kinds of etiquette and how to serve his master very well.
Now that the contract has been signed, there is no point in saying anything else. Just pick up what you have learned before.
Li Ziyu raised his eyebrows, and then said, "You are already one of us. I will give you enough convenience to let you go up and down. You don't need to be afraid of the enemy, the undead will protect you."
Sayer lowered his head and responded submissively and respectfully, "Yes, my lord."
"Everything you want, the undead will give you. Go ahead, Sayer, stand on a higher place, sell our things further, and tell the world that they don't need to be afraid of the undead." Li Ziyu smiled with a smile on his face.
said.
I see.
Until then, Sayer finally understood.
His knowledge is shallow.
What the Lord of the Undead wants is not a nail buried among the Ratmen, what he wants is an uncrowned king of the Ratmen!
A spokesperson for the undead tribe among the rat people.
It seems that it is good to have signed a contract.
Since there is no way out, it's better to accept reality.
Sayer left, taking with him ten boxes of bliss potions, 10 skeleton knights, and 20 black warriors as his bodyguards.
Just these 30 undead are enough to protect his safety.
The combat power of the Undead Backbone is no joke.
As long as the Ratmen didn't send out a large army to kill him, Sayer wouldn't have any problems.
…
On the road from the Undead Territory to the city-state of Illamaha.
Dozens of horse bandits riding various mounts are waiting for something.
There was smoke and dust in the distance, and a guy riding a lizard rushed over and stopped in front of the horse bandit.
"How's it going?" asked the leader of the horse bandits.
"It's him, this guy, the guy who has become famous in the city-state recently." The horse bandit riding on the lizard said with certainty, "But he is guarded by the undead."
"Undead? What kind of undead is this guy? Not only can he get good things from the undead, he even has an undead bodyguard!" The leader of the horse bandits couldn't help but curse.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Without undead guards, if you rob it, you will rob it. At most, it will offend the rat people of Ilmaha City State. Anyway, they have no intention of messing around the city state again in the future.
If you go down, you will be offended if you offend.
But if you offend the rat people and the undead at once, the danger is a bit big.
The other horses looked at the leader one after another, waiting for him to make up his mind.
They have been roaming this area for many years. With the help of a full cavalry lineup, they come and go without a trace. The city-state of Ilmaha has hunted them down several times, but still allowed them to escape.
This is a group of tough bandits.
After thinking for a long time, the leader of the horse bandits gritted his teeth and said, "If we rob him, we can escape far away and have nothing to worry about for the rest of our lives!"
"Brothers, rush!"
The leader of the horse bandits drew his weapon, roared, drove the two-headed lion, and led a group of horse bandits towards the direction of Sayer's team.
On the wasteland, dust is flying.
Sayer, who was walking, suddenly felt something was wrong. He stopped and looked into the distance in surprise.
His sixth sense told him that a crisis was approaching.
"Did you notice anything?" Sayer turned to look at the black warrior beside him and asked.
"Keep walking, there's no need to worry." The black warrior had already noticed the approaching horse bandits in the distance and said without caring.
Sayer was doubtful and continued to move forward.
He hadn't gone far when he heard a whistle blowing, and his expression changed drastically.
"Horse bandit! It's a horse bandit!" Sayer shouted in panic.
Compared to his panic, the Black Warrior was extremely calm and did not take the horse bandits seriously.
Instead, he was dissatisfied with Sayer's panic.
What's the meaning?
Do you look down on us?
With us protecting you, what are you afraid of? Just keep walking.
Sayer had heard about the war between the Ratmen and the Undead from other people's mouths, and vaguely guessed who the Lord of the Undead had sent to him.
But it's one thing to hear it, and it's another thing in reality.
According to legend, these undead men wearing black armor are more ferocious than the last, but they are not truly ferocious and it is hard to say whether they are exaggerated or not.
"Let's deal with it." The Black Warrior said helplessly to the Skeleton Knights.
They were sent to protect Sayer. Seeing how panicked everyone was, they couldn't stand it if they didn't do something.
Hearing this, the Skeleton Knight turned to look at Sayer and rode his soul horse forward slowly.
At first, the speed of the soul war horse was very slow, and then it became faster and faster, with its hooves flying, leaving a trail of flames on the ground.
20 rode in a straight line, facing the billowing smoke and dust.
Sayer heard shouts of death coming from the distance, followed by screams, and then everything calmed down.
Tap tap tap.
The sound of horse hooves sounded, and the skeleton knights returned, each carrying a bloody head in their hands.
To deal with a guy like the Horse Bandit, the Skeleton Knight didn't even bother to use any skills, he just rushed over and killed him, and the battle was over.
It's like picking something out of a bag.
The two sides are not on the same level at all.
【I am bored.】
【These guys are really good.】
【Why should we go together? I feel it is enough to go alone. 】
【For show.】
In the soul network, 20 skeleton knights were talking casually.
Dozens of horse bandits dispatched 20 skeleton knights, overqualified for their talents, and killed with a sledgehammer.
Arriving in front of Sayer, the Skeleton Knight threw the human head in his hand in front of him, and then returned to his original position.
"Are we going to kill them all?" Sayer's eyes bulged as he looked at the heads rolling around on the ground.
He suddenly realized that the legend he heard in the city-state of Illamaha was probably not false.
The horse bandit was just an insignificant incident on the way back to the city.
Sayir returned to the city-state of Irmaha.
Outside the city gate, he was stopped by the rat men guarding the city gate.
"stop!"
"Don't move!"
"Don't go any further."
At the city gate, more than twenty rat guards armed with spears and crossbows looked at the black warriors and skeleton knights following Sayer as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
At the same time, someone blew a warning whistle, and the city suddenly became chaotic. Teams of city rat guards gathered, put on armor, picked up weapons, and rushed to the city gate.
In a short period of time, two thousand rat guards ran out of Illamaha City, formed a formation, and aimed their weapons at Sayer and others.
This fight startled Sayer.
Feeling the strong hostility in front of him, the skeleton knight silently picked up the knight's spear, and the black warrior straightened the sword with both hands and stood it up in front of him.
"Do you need us to kill these people?" Black Warrior asked in a low voice.
If there are thousands of people running around, it will take some time to kill them all.
The question in Black Samurai's mind is not whether he can win, but whether he can kill them all.
"No, no, no! Wait! Don't do it! It's all a misunderstanding!" Sayer almost jumped up when he heard this, and quickly waved his hand to stop the Black Warrior and shouted.
"Who is in front? Have you betrayed your race? Why did you bring the undead here!" The city defense officer hid in the crowd and shouted in the direction of Sayer.
"Don't get me wrong! These are my guards!" Sayer had no choice but to pull his neck and shouted.
Guard?
The rat guards present were a little stupid.
The Skaven have been doing business with the undead for a while, but I have never heard of any Skaven hiring guards from the undead.
"How do you prove that those undead are your guards?" the city defense officer then shouted.
how to prove?
I asked him to kill a few people and let you see if they listen to me?
Sayer didn't even know how to complain.
There is no way to prove whether this thing is good or not.
He also knows what the other person is worried about.
The rat merchants went to the undead tribe and shipped back a large amount of goods. They had never intercepted them. Now that the undead were coming to Illamaha City, they nervously jumped out to intercept them.
To put it bluntly, it is still a problem of two races.
"Oh no, Lord City Lord, the undead have arrived at the city gate!"
Percy Clark, who was processing official documents, suddenly raised his head and looked at the assistant who rushed in with panic on his face, "What?!"
McCann Harold, who had just taken a drink of water at the side, spat out a mouthful of water, stood up and asked, "The undead are coming? When did it happen? Why are you reporting it now?"
The assistant said in a panic, "It's not that we called here. It's a businessman who brought dozens of undead in black armor to the outside of the city. They are now confronting the city guards."
Percy and McCann looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.
"What businessman?"
"Aren't you here to attack?"
The upper and lower city masters asked questions at the same time, leaving the assistant at a loss as to what question to answer.
"Tell me first what's going on." Percy stopped the conversation and asked his assistant to explain the matter clearly.
The assistant nodded and brought Sayil to the door with 30 undead. The city guards were shocked. The city guards gathered directly and started a battle outside the city to confront the undead. The rat men claimed that the undead were guards.
Things have been said.
After listening to the assistant's words, Percy frowned and McCann remained silent.
They were thinking about how the undead became a ratman's guard.
"Percy, should we let them into the city?" McCann looked at Percy and asked.
Undead had entered the city before, but they brought them with them that time, and the two clans discussed trade matters.
After the two tribes began to trade, the undead almost never came to the city-state of Illamaha, and it was rat traders who always traveled between the two cities.
After this continued for a while, the two city lords felt relieved, feeling that the undead would not come.
But now the situation suddenly changed. Ratman merchants came with the undead.
So whether to let the undead enter the city or not let the undead enter the city.
Until now, there is still a theory of the threat of the undead in the city-state of Ilmaha, believing that so-called trade is all a conspiracy of the undead.
Many ratmen are hostile to the undead.
Letting the undead enter the city will obviously cause panic.
But if you don't put it in, there will be problems.
It is easy to arouse the resentment of the undead. It was agreed that the two tribes would trade with each other, but it turned out that the undead souls did not matter and you could go wherever you wanted. But now the undead souls are not allowed to enter the city-state when they come to Illamaha?
It doesn't make sense.
"Let them enter the city!" After thinking for a while, Percy gritted his teeth and said.
There are only a few dozen undead, and they can't afford to cause trouble in the city, so they can't afford to send more people to keep an eye on them.
"Yes!" the assistant responded.
Just as he was about to go out, he heard Percy say.
"Go check the rat merchant and see what happened to him and why he has undead guards."
"yes!"
The assistant hurried out.
"Isn't this a bit risky?" McCann asked.
"The underground city is a trade city. We can't always guard against the undead and prevent the undead from coming in. That's unrealistic. Since the undead will come in sooner or later, now that it's here, let's see what the other party means." Percy said.