The night is like mist, reflecting the bonfire, floating and sinking.
Five old cowhide tents are arranged in a semicircle, with two carts forming a barrier in front and 80 horses behind.
Not far away, a dozen horses were leisurely eating wild grass, and two sentries were on guard, one in the dark and the other in the light.
Zhang Yang's team is becoming more and more skilled at setting up camp, and they are becoming more and more comfortable in such a quiet world.
After the previous battle, he still had 12 soldiers left. In addition to Carly, there were veteran Robert, veteran Norton who was newly promoted to assault swordsman, two armed infantrymen Blue and Eagle, the hired shooter Anderson, and Sword and Shield. Infantry Tony, and Pender Infantry Bob, and the rest are Militia Ender, Militia Jack, Militia Ward, Militia Boris, and Militia Hank.
The number of people is smaller, but the relationship is more harmonious and the sense of identity is higher, at least for veteran Robert and the few original deserters. Of course, this is also related to the fact that Zhang Yang paid each of them a salary and a kill bonus. .
It is precisely because of this that Zhang Yang confidently and boldly leaves the security affairs to the veteran Robert when he is camping every evening.
He himself could finally hide in the cowhide tent to meditate and copy the soul-nourishing talisman.
After this period of accumulation, he felt that he was only one step away from breaking through the fourth level of soul-nurturing talisman.
Around dawn, there was a sudden roar in Zhang Yang's mind. At this moment, he felt that his soul was rising into the sky, and he was in a dark world. Then, as his thoughts moved slightly, a golden bud emerged from this dark world. It grows in the middle, and then gradually blooms. One, two, three, and four petals form and begin to rotate slowly.
At this moment, Zhang Yang felt a weak Qingming Qi injected into his soul, making all his fatigue dissipate.
At this time, he suddenly felt something, and he felt golden light coming from the sky like sharp arrows.
With a start, Zhang Yang woke up from his state of visualization and found that it was already bright and the sun was rising in the east.
And he sat quietly all night, but he didn't feel any fatigue at all, and even his body seemed to be filled with infinite power.
"It's not easy. I have finally reached this point again."
Zhang Yang sighed softly, casually pulled out an assassin's flying knife, and stared at it. After a moment, the assassin's flying knife slowly floated from his hand. Although it could only float a few centimeters in the end, this represented that he finally You can release the power of your soul.
Looking at his attributes, his intelligence actually increased by 2 points in one go, currently standing at 21 points.
"interesting."
After Zhang Yang thought for a while, he added all the two free attribute points obtained from the previous upgrade to agility, and the four free skill points to iron bones, strong attack, and throwing skills respectively.
At this point, his attributes have become—
Name: Theo
Age: 17 years old
Level: Level 15
Main occupation: mercenary
HP: 68
Strength: 16
Agility: 16
Intelligence: 21
Charisma: 6
Bimanual proficiency: 105
One-handed proficiency: 112
Throwing Proficiency: 255
Skills: Iron Bone Level 4, Assault Level 2, Throwing Level 5, Riding Level 6, Mounted Archery Level 4, Healing Level 2, and Surgery Level 2.
After walking out of the tent, Carly had already prepared breakfast with the two village girls, while Anderson helped the coachman to feed all the horses.
Tony and Bob serve as Zhang Yang's bodyguards and have been standing guard in front of his tent. In addition to Zhang Yang, the team's most important supplies are also here.
Veterans Robert and Norton had already called up all the other soldiers and had been training for an hour.
Although Zhang Yang's team is small in number, it has a clear division of labor and each performs its own duties.
"Bob, let me know, we have to camp here for one day and set off tomorrow." Zhang Yang greeted, this place is very remote, and he wants to do some experiments in his mind today.
After breakfast, he ordered Robert to send out sentries. Zhang Yang entered the tent with some materials and quickly built a simple and rough triangular altar. Then he carefully cut three wooden spears and inserted them on the edge of the triangular altar.
At this point, Zhang Yang took out the piece of demon gold and placed it on the triangular altar. Then he closed his eyes, released his soul, and tried to penetrate into the demon gold.
For an entire hour, the piece of demonic gold suddenly began to melt, and a strange power emitted, and Zhang Yang immediately provided guidance.
At this moment, he was sweating profusely and his face was pale. For a moment, even his eyes became as dark as ink, as if they were soaked. But in the end, he controlled the strange power in the demon gold and gradually guided it to the triangle. Three wooden spears beside the altar.
"Magic word: Confinement!"
When Zhang Yang spit out this obscure demonic syllable with great difficulty, with a whoosh, the molten demonic gold actually turned into a black flame and burned, then was divided into three and injected into the three wooden spears. .
The next moment, all the weird scenes disappeared. Zhang Yang rolled his eyes in exhaustion and collapsed on the ground, like a dead dog.
But only the three originally ordinary wooden spears have become as black as ink, and even the materials have undergone fundamental changes. If you look carefully, you can even see complicated and obscure patterns imprinted on them. , even if you take a second look, you will have the illusion that your thoughts are imprisoned.
"hehe!"
Zhang Yang, who was paralyzed on the ground, laughed silently.
It's not easy, the Spear of Imprisonment has finally returned to the world!
He doesn't need to look at it to know how powerful these three imprisoning spears are. The most important point is that as long as his soul-nurturing talisman continues to upgrade, the range of the soul's release will be expanded, and finally a soul force field can be formed, then this The Imprisonment Spear is as terrifying as a flying sword.
It took a whole morning for Zhang Yang to slowly recover. He found a piece of animal skin and collected the three spears of imprisonment. This would be his trump card. Even if he encountered the heretical black knight from the past few days, he could Killed him with one spear.
The only pity is that the devil's gold is difficult to obtain.
Of course, it would be better if he could get the Dragon Tear Gem, the most precious treasure in this world.
Early the next morning, Zhang Yang's team set off again. No one knew that he already had three killer weapons. He began to expect some blind bastard to come and die.
After several days of driving, the city of Affendor was gradually in sight, and there were more and more caravans on the road. However, this afternoon, at a crossroads fifty miles away from Affendor, Zhang Yang's team was stopped.
"What? Protection money, are you kidding me?"
Zhang Yang looked at those guys who were obviously gangsters in surprise. How could you say such a thing
"There are 17 of you in total, two carts, and twelve horses, so I'll give you 200 silver dinars. If you pay, you will be safe and happy." A very happy fat man said with a smile.
"It seems that the caravan in front didn't pay, right?" Zhang Yang asked curiously. He witnessed this with his own eyes. These gangsters didn't intercept them at all, so he was really curious. Could it be that they seemed to be easy to bully?
"It's different. Their motorcade carries the flag of Baron Kedron, so you don't need to pay it, but you are different. Trust me, friends, it's worth it to sacrifice your life for a little money."
The fat man persuaded patiently.
Zhang Yang also laughed, "Thank you for your kindness, but I trust my knife more."
If this was before he refined the Spear of Imprisonment, he might not have spent money to buy peace, but now, let's let these bastards come more!