Qianye quietly jumped onto the roof, a layer of blood suddenly appeared in the depths of his pupils, and he opened his eyes to look around.
A wolf howl suddenly sounded in the quiet town, and then a huge werewolf appeared from a distance, and rushed towards the place where Qianye was standing. However, Qianye had already disappeared in the night, and the werewolf stood where he had stayed before, growling continuously, looking a little confused.
A few more werewolves appeared, and then a nerubian also climbed onto the roof. This nerubian was as huge as half of the roof, and the wooden house under its feet creaked and groaned, and it might collapse at any time. There were several exclamations in the room, and a man and a woman ran out in a hurry.
With a low growl, a werewolf suddenly rushed down the street, pinned the woman down, and opened its mouth wide.
At this moment, a deep voice came from the side: "If you bite down, then I don't guarantee that the gun in my hand will not go off."
The werewolf raised his head, his greedy eyes fixed on a middle-aged man who appeared in front of him at some point. He has an ordinary appearance, with a long scar on his face, which is the only feature that can be remembered.
The werewolf let out a threatening roar, but the middle-aged man remained unmoved, and the finger pressing the trigger was gradually getting stronger. In his hand is a Level 3 Force pistol. The muzzle is too thick and obviously modified, which shows that this is also a dangerous guy who takes the route of strengthening power.
Another werewolf came over, pulled his companion off the woman, and said to the middle-aged man, "Commander Zhou, do you want to go back on this deal?"
The middle-aged leader surnamed Zhou said calmly: "The deal does not include the lives of my subordinates. You once promised that what happened last night would not happen again. Or, you can't restrain your own people at all?"
The leader of the werewolves roared angrily, and shouted: "You are insulting the brave Bent! If I want to, I can raze this wretched place to the ground at any time!"
Commander Zhou was not intimidated, and said with a sneer: "Then you can try! Although I and my people will die here, I can also guarantee that no more than one-third of you will be able to go back alive. And you, Brave Bent, after screwing up a trade channel that has been going on for over a decade, do you think going back to your clan will be treated as a hero, or an idiot?"
Bent was furious for a while and kept growling, but he didn't really go crazy. Knowing that Commander Zhou's words were not exaggerated, he didn't dare to really pounce on it.
The nerubian also jumped down from the roof and said, "We came here to complete the deal, not to screw it up. Bent, why did your men suddenly jump out and scream?"
Bent turned to look at the werewolf who appeared first. The werewolf said, "I just smelled the corruption of vampires!"
Bent immediately stared at Commander Zhou, and growled, "You still have blood races hiding here?"
Commander Zhou replied coldly: "Don't you really want to make trouble out of it? When you first settled in, you checked every corner. There are blood races here, and you didn't find out until now?"
The Nerubian also shook his head, and said, "Bent, watch your men! This is such a poor excuse! Besides, even if there are bloods here, you can't do anything! So, put away your empty tricks. Threat, we still want to rest. In addition, this time the goods are what the Marquis of Ross requested, if you mess up the deal, that bad-tempered lord will wring your head off!"
The werewolf roared reluctantly, and slowly retreated away. Commander Zhou sighed and turned to leave.
Not far away, Qianye quietly watched the farce. He turned back and walked into an alley, heading towards the other side of the town.
Just now, under the scan of the golden blood force, Qianye found that there were a large number of human blood reactions in that direction. The density exceeded the normal residence, and the number was hundreds! But those blood gas reactions are very weak.
Qianye vaguely thought of a possibility.
He quietly quickened his pace, and soon came to a strange camp. At first glance, the exposed corner of the building seems to be a barracks inside, heavily guarded, with several sword spiders lurking around the gate, and the wall is as high as the town wall of the entire town. Qianye chose a blind spot where no one was paying attention, climbed up, leaned on the top of the wall, and looked inside.
Several rows of longhouses were built in the camp, the windows were all nailed down, and there were several wargs lying on the door. Two werewolves were standing in the middle of the camp, muttering about something.
At a glance, Qianye knew what this camp was for. This is a slave camp, a place where a large number of slaves were held. Hundreds of humans can be packed into each row of longhouses, and the crowded and dense human blood gas reaction that Qianye discovered before comes out from there. Such a camp can hold nearly a thousand slaves at its peak, which is an astonishing number.
Now the commodity in this transaction is very clear, that is, people, real people.
Qianye once heard Yu Renyan say that the goods traded between Wu Zhengnan and the dark race also included people. However, this was the first time Qianye actually saw the scene of trading humans. After these people are sent to the territory of the dark race, some will become food, and the other will become coolies and breeding machines.
There may be other elements to this deal, but these people are clearly the main commodity.
Qianye quietly left the town and found a temporary shelter in the wilderness, where he could directly observe the movement of the gate of the town. He wrapped his cloak tightly and closed his eyes, recalling the topography of this area in his mind, as well as the distribution of the town's defense and the strength of the various races he saw just now.
The nerubian leader was level seven, and there were three level five nerubians and werewolves, and the rest were below level five. The strength of such a team is not weak, but it is not the first time Qianye has fought against the patrol team of the dark race. In his eyes, if there is enough distance and terrain advantages, it is not impossible to eliminate them.
After Qianye deduced twice in his mind, he selected a few feasible ambush locations, then relaxed and began to rest.
In the early morning, the gates of the town opened, and a convoy drove out, slowly heading north. The cargo compartments of these trucks have been remodeled, and through the iron fence, one can see the shadows inside. Qianye's judgment was correct, this was a batch of slave trucks. These trucks are unexpectedly advanced in terms of power and auxiliary facilities, almost comparable to the configuration of the main army of the empire.
Seeing this team, Qianye had a new understanding of the value of the goods traded. In the past, when the dark race escorted human slaves, they were allowed to walk by themselves, and cars were rarely used. Moreover, the warriors of the dark race are all specialized in field sports, and they are not willing to take this kind of "tin can" that is bumpy and has a pungent fuel smell.
But this time, all the human beings obtained through the trade were arranged to ride on heavy-duty trucks. Obviously, the dark race attached great importance to this batch of goods, and they were unwilling to lose even one person on the way.
This made Qianye even more determined not to let the dark race get them!
The truck convoy was still moving slowly on the rough terrain, while Qianye was already running across the wilderness. It didn't take long for him to arrive at the scheduled ambush position. This is a valley with many megalithic pillars as high as 100 meters. The ground is even more rugged, and there is only one path that can barely pass through the vehicle.
There was a faint stench in the valley, and there was almost no sign of life. It was precisely because of this phenomenon that Qianye judged that this would be the only way for the dark race to pass. In the valley, he already smelled a clear remnant of Nerubian. Where the nerubians passed by, it was no less than a natural disaster for small animals and insects. This route may be the way of the dark race, and of course it is also their retreat.
This side is already quite close to the kingdom of the dark race, but the dark race does not have the concept of road construction, or in other words, the dark race at the bottom does not have such a concept. It is said that the high-level dark race has developed an extremely high civilization long ago, and built various majestic monuments, even more magnificent than the centuries-old projects of the Great Qin Empire. The upper and lower dark races are completely like beings living in two different eras.
Qianye chose a hiding place, set a few traps, and patiently waited for the convoy to arrive.
About an hour later, the roar of the engine began to sound outside the valley, and a truck appeared in Qianye's field of vision. A werewolf was holding the steering wheel, and two nerubians were lying on the back seat. Their huge bodies can't even be fully packed into the compartment, so only a few legs can be set up outside. Sword spiders and wargs wandered on both sides of the convoy. These cannon fodder life forms with little intelligence preferred to run in the wilderness and follow the convoy, rather than being stuffed into a tin can-like carriage.
Qianye raised the Eagle Strike and locked onto a Nerubian in the Sixiang scope. This guy with a striking white stripe on his stomach is the leader of the trading team. He is the only guy at level seven. As long as he is killed, the ambush will be considered half successful.
The heavy-duty truck at the front suddenly spewed out several large clouds of black smoke and stopped. The werewolf seemed restless, and the werewolves in the car behind also jumped out of the car, growling threateningly and looking around.
"Bent! What's the matter?" the nerubian shouted impatiently.
The tall werewolf roared in response: "It smells like those vampire zombies, and it's very fresh! You should also know that there will be no vampires in this area!"
The spider demon was also a little awe-inspiring, and said, "Wait, I'll come down and take a look." It moved its fat body with some difficulty, trying to pull its bulging belly out of the carriage.
This action killed it.
A little blood-red light lit up in the distance, and the spider demon instantly sensed the danger, and screamed resoundingly across the sky, and with a desperate swipe of its limbs, it completely cut open the carriage. This action made the other Nerubian in the same car unlucky. The guy who was only level five had almost his entire upper body cut open, and he was seriously injured and lost the ability to fight.
However, the first nerubian didn't have a good time, its compound eyes clearly reflected the flying force bullets. The warhead didn't only emit a hazy light of origin force as usual, there actually appeared a lingering band of light around it! This is the scene where the original force contained in the warhead disturbs the external induction. The more gorgeous it is, the more terrifying it means.
Blood mist suddenly burst from the Nerubian's abdomen, and its huge body was thrown into the air.