The Magus Era

Chapter 154: Personal tax

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Eighteen metal ships, each with five or six satisfied Jia warriors walking out with their arms swaying.

They wore the same type of armor, used weapons with exactly the same specifications and shapes, and had the same coat of arms imprinted on their breastplates. It was obvious that they were a regular army with a strict structure.

A series of metal collisions sounded. A door slid open on the bow of the metal ship, and a metal gangway about ten feet wide stretched out section by section. The thin metal ramp quickly extended over, and the two metal claws in front of the ramp were tightly clasped on the caravan wall.

Groups of elite servants wearing metal half-body armor, with bucklers on their backs and swords on their waists walked out along the gangway and soon set foot on the city. They skillfully occupied the sentry towers and arrow towers throughout the city, and controlled all key areas.

Gui Laosan and others looked very unhappy, but they still respectfully greeted the caravan guards and gave up important places in the city.

Ji Hao clasped his hands on his chest and looked at these servants coldly.

Ji Hao killed a lot of dark-skinned servant warriors when he was entangled with the Blood Fang Group. The servants of the Bloodfang Regiment are just cannon fodder and consumables, and their energy and spirit are a bit decadent.

But the servant warriors in front of them were much better equipped than the Blood Fang Regiment. Their spirits were fuller, their bodies were stronger and stronger, and their aura was stronger.

This is an elite force that can truly fight in wars, not just slave soldiers who do odd jobs and run errands.

Ji Hao's mind quickly scanned these servants, and he couldn't help but frown. These servants are all at around the tenth level of the witchcraft realm, and the officers who are ten-man captain or above are clearly at the level of the little witchcraft realm. And those low-level generals at the centurion level actually possess the power of the great witch level.

"A very strong team." Ji Hao squinted his eyes and muttered: "Ten people are a small witch, and a hundred people are a big witch... The Golden Crow Army we just formed is not that strong."

I don't know when, Si Wenming arrived at Ji Hao's side.

Si Wenming glanced at the coat of arms on the breastplates of the Jia warriors and said lightly: "Kangyue Legion is naturally elite. Looking at their coat of arms, the tower and the vertical eyes on the tower are silver white. Their patterns are sword patterns. They are the people of Kang Yue, and each of them is the top warrior. They have the most powerful fighting instinct among the Jia tribe."

Ji Hao looked carefully at the crests on the breastplates of the warriors.

The tall tower and the vertical eyes on the top of the tower were already familiar to Ji Hao. But Si Wenming's reminder made him notice the difference in this small coat of arms. The coats of arms on these warriors in front of them are indeed silver-white, symbolizing the most common true color of the metal used to forge swords. And the edges of their towers are indeed decorated with extremely subtle sword patterns.

As for Di Luo, who had been in trouble with Ji Hao, Ji Hao vaguely remembered that the coat of arms on his body was blood-colored, and the general appearance was no different from the silver-white coat of arms in front of him, but the details were much different.

"When you arrive at Pusaka, you will know what these coats of arms mean."

A group of servants walked over in neat steps. Si Wenming's voice was very low: "Kang Yue's warriors, don't fight with them. Their fighting consciousness and fighting skills are far better than those of the same level." It's several times more powerful. For Kang Yue's warriors, even if it's a sneak attack, they can be killed with one blow. If they get into a fight, you will only suffer."

Ji Hao narrowed his eyes and curled his lips.

Combat awareness and combat skills? He has faced off against Jia Clan warriors. The combat skills of those Jia Clan warriors are indeed very powerful, but can their combat consciousness and combat skills surpass his own? Ji Hao really didn't believe it.

Seeing Ji Hao's nonchalant look, Si Wenming couldn't help but laugh. He patted Ji Hao's shoulder gently and said nothing. The young and energetic Ji Hao made Si Wenming seem to see himself as he had just debuted, with the same sharp edge and the same unfaithfulness to anyone.

With a 'rumbling' sound, the metal gate leading to the lower city area opened, and the arrogant servant soldiers strode down. Gui Laosan and other caravan executives looked at each other, and most of them hurriedly followed, fearing that these guys would mess around in the warehouse and the caravan would suffer great losses.

When the servant warriors took control of the entire city, the Jia warriors standing on the metal ship laughed at the same time, and jumped from the ship to the city with a slight jump. They swayed with great satisfaction, walking around on the city wall, looking for power, as if they regarded the caravan city as their own territory.

Suddenly, a Zunjia warrior walked up to a caravan guard and without saying a word grabbed a string of exquisite animal tooth amulets hanging around his neck. The beast's tooth amulet shot out a large firelight and made a low thunderous sound.

The Jia warrior grabbed the string of amulets and looked at them carefully, and nodded with satisfaction: "Good stuff, a good treasure that can prevent soul attacks. Well, it's mine!"

The caravan guard whose amulet was taken away turned green and red for a while. Finally, he lowered his head and held back the breath.

The Jia warrior proudly hung this string of amulets with a strong Southern Wilderness flavor on his wrist, and showed off to his companions with a smile: "Hahaha, look at the craftsmanship, it's very finely polished, I guess it belongs to this kid. A gift from a lover?"

The Jia clan warriors laughed one after another, all of them laughing happily.

Ji Hao looked at the Jia warrior with a sullen face. This string of amulets had a unique shape, and a strange pattern was outlined with a kind of pink grass juice on it. Ji Hao recognized that this was a token from a woman in the Southern Wilderness to her lover, and attached to it was the most infatuated blessing from the Southern Wilderness Witch Festival to her sweetheart.

This guard of the Turtle Spirit Caravan apparently met a lover in the Southern Wasteland. But this Jia warrior actually snatched his amulet away.

Ji Hao stood up immediately, but Si Wenming put a palm on his shoulder and shook his head gently.

The surrounding Jia warriors glanced at Ji Hao with disdain, and several of the tallest warriors laughed in a low voice: "A little kid, hey, I can poke his head open with one finger!"

Suddenly, a servant soldier shouted in the city: "Sir, there is a pretty little girl here! General, these days, isn't it... "

Several Jia warriors shouted at the same time: "Woman? A handsome woman? Catch her and see! Well, this woman must be included in the taxes this time!"

The expressions of Si Wenming and Ji Hao changed slightly at the same time, and then the whole city trembled slightly, and a miserable howl was heard. More than a dozen figures flew out of the city, and several of them had weirdly twisted bodies. It has been smashed into meat patties by violence.

Manman's angry roar came over: "Amu said, men are not allowed to touch Manman! Do you all want to die?"

There were several loud bangs, and a sentry tower in the city collapsed!

He teased the little girl, but ended up getting it on Man Man's head!

Think about that scene, it’s so gorgeous and intoxicating!

Haha, for the big hammer, please vote!

(End of chapter)