Chapter 448 Don’t Be Afraid, Khan. Jump Into the Pit without Hesitation!

Although the forest people usually like to boast about how brave they are, when death is imminent, the prisoners of war still hold fear and can't help talking.

But who can tell for sure? They can only look at each other's equally confused faces, shake their heads and sigh, and let the panic spread like a virus among the crowd.

Finally, when the atmosphere was about to be suppressed to the extreme and no one could say a word, accompanied by the dull sound of a big drum, a group of guys with quite brisk steps entered the playground.

The crowd that had already fallen into deathly silence finally moved. They all stretched their necks and squinted their eyes, wanting to see whether the person coming was a butcher or the god of death.

However, the answer was neither. The person coming was not even the orcs running everywhere on the Pemos grassland, but a group of pure-blooded humans with one nose and two eyes.

Although their clothes were decent and clean, judging from their rough faces that were always flushed, they should be the Pemos people who have lived on the grassland for generations.

Their ancestors may be fugitives, exiled nobles, border bandits, or even slaves plundered by the grassland tribes.

But now, without exception, they have become members of the Pemos Khanate, and with their high basic wisdom, they hold important positions and become members of the new nobility.

Of course, discrimination is not something that can be eliminated so easily. Even if the orcs are willing to give them face, the Deep Forest People will not.

Therefore.

"Bah, the lackeys of the beasts!"

"Damn, why did you call these cowards? It's disgusting!"

"Okay, okay, I surrender, okay? God, I'm going to vomit just by smelling the sheep smell on them!"

Perhaps because they have been suppressed for too long, the abuse from the high platform is getting louder and louder, and some people have even tried to throw their shoes up.

However, the grassland warriors responsible for maintaining order seemed to be well prepared and caught this impolite flying prop very lightly.

Pah!

The sound of hard objects hitting the iron gloves was crisp and pleasant. The prisoners, who were so excited that they seemed to be about to riot at any time, calmed down at this last moment.

It was because those brave and strong had been locked up after trying to escape from prison, and the rest were essentially just a group of weak cowards.

Now seeing the orcs on the wall drawing their bows and arrows, half of them would fall down in the first batch with just this pile of magic armor-piercing arrows, their eyes immediately regained clarity.

And with a cold look, the lion man, who was obviously the leader of the guards, threw his shoes on the ground and silently retreated behind the humans.

Nodding to the adult who was born as the Khan's guard, the human representative stepped forward and spoke slowly.

"My friends from the deep forest, I am your compatriot from the grassland. My name is Yelchat Qingshui."

The audience was still quiet. The prisoners of the deep forest must be dissatisfied, but at least no one dared to say anything.

So the human representative continued.

"I know you have strong hostility towards us. Although I don't think you need to be like this, I can understand why you have such negative emotions."

"Because you don't understand us, you don't understand the Khanate of Pemos, and you don't understand why there is a bastard grassland in the north of our homeland that is unwilling to compromise with you no matter what."

"It doesn't matter. It's not your fault, or it's our fault. We are not used to introducing ourselves, so from today on, we will lead you to understand the most real grassland."

"Therefore, you can call me, Mr. Shimizu."

The prisoners of war in the deep forest looked at each other, and thus welcomed their new "campus" life with doubts.

And in a beautiful bay thousands of miles away from here, a new situation is also developing.

Although it is a magical world, according to the general rules of the multiverse, goods will not grow from the shelves by themselves, and technology cannot be infinitely broken through by me thinking.

So as a nomadic country that is ultimately barren and cannot successfully plunder enough supplies every year, how did Peimos, whose economic supply should have collapsed long ago, maintain a state of war until now after a complete breakup with the only neighboring country, Shenlin?

Lingxi Kingdom: Hi, here we come!

In order to earn more gold coins, Lingxi merchants can even organize fleets to bypass most of the main continent to do business in the capital of the Glorious King. How could they let go of the Peimos grassland just across the sea?

Although it is inevitable that the sea surface will freeze in winter due to the high latitude, it is still possible to find a suitable non-freezing port on the long coastline under the influence of warm ocean currents.

Therefore, after dealing with the war, Peimos Khan came here without stopping to receive a batch of important trade materials from Lingxi merchants.

Although the truth that there is no dishonest business, even if it is magnified to the entire infinite multiverse, it is completely applicable.

But it must be said that at least in terms of punctuality, the Lingxi people who love travel and trade are still quite reliable.

They said they would arrive today, and they really did. It was clearly a huge fleet consisting of dozens of ships, but he didn't have to wait for a day.

And in line with the practice of fixed merchants managing fixed channels, the person who came to trade with the Khan this time was still his old acquaintance in Lingxi.

"Good afternoon, great Khan!"

The marquis named Yuhua gave an exaggerated noble salute as soon as he entered the door, and then he even sang with his hands in a rhythmic manner. It is estimated that the lyrics were specially thought out with the famous opera masters.

"Your, in the harbor, Yuhua Time Shopping Network, everyone's friend of desire!"

No, I made a mistake, it should be.

"The master of the vast grassland, the lion wearing three thousand tribes, the king of gold on the top of the snow mountain, your most loyal old friend has come to see you with the latest Lingxi goodies!"

The Khan was naturally a little bit nervous, but he got used to it after being nervous for a long time, so he still shook hands with him with a smile.

"Very good, my friend, although I have been busy every day since the early winter offensive, I have not forgotten to count the days every day and look forward to your arrival."

This smile is still quite real. After all, although this marquis is a big bastard who talks a lot, at least the goods are real.

For the current Pemos Khanate, it is not easy to have such a channel to purchase scarce goods, especially precious materials.

Otherwise, even if the Khan's head is broken off and sold as a braised lion head, it can't afford the dwarves' almost bottomless mechanical research.

So let's cheat, after all, they have worked hard to transport it here, it's okay to want to earn more, just find a way to grow the fields well!

Using such words to comfort his wallet that was about to bleed, Khan began to look through the list of goods provided by Marquis Yuhua this time.

As a result, his expression became more and more stiff and uncomfortable, not because the goods were not good, but because...

Oh, damn, are they the roundworms in my stomach? Why do they all look so tempting?

There are definitely no roundworms, but "roundworms" do exist.

Because as a country with a 500-year commercial history, the Kingdom of Lingxi has already pointed out the big data analysis technology that only exists on Earth.

For one of their most important trading partners, the think tank has long guessed the current development direction and industry pain points of the Kingdom of Peimos through continuous analysis and deduction.

Relying on first-hand information to cater to their preferences, to their needs, and to serve them according to their itch, wouldn't that mean that they want to buy everything they see?

So the Khan, who was so majestic on the battlefield a few days ago, became a kitten in the hands of the Lingxi people. He could only breathe and tick the boxes on the list obediently.

But as he ticked, he found that he began to see things on the list that he couldn't understand.

After calling his consultant, a forest deer man with silver blood, to give him instructions, the other party also showed a puzzled look.

"Khan, this kind of thing... I haven't heard of it either."

"..."

The Khan keenly sensed that there was a trick, but now he was asking for help, so even if there was a trick, he could only bite the bullet and move forward.

There was no way, so he could only take a deep breath.

"Your Excellency the Marquis."

"Hey!"

The other party seemed to have guessed that he would call him, and immediately came over attentively.

"If you have any questions, please speak up, and I will definitely tell you everything I know!"

...

Khan: Damn it!

"Well, I want to know, what is this 'Winchester... Ai Mu... 1887'?"

Who knew that before Khan could be ashamed of his embarrassing pronunciation, the Marquis screamed.

"Ah!"

Subconsciously, he wanted to snatch the list back, but he quickly took it back before his hand fell.

He could only shake his hands frantically and stamp his feet anxiously.

"What's wrong with these damn guys? Why did they give me this... Oh, oh!!!"

Khan and the consultant were stunned when they saw this. Could it be that this word has some magic that makes Lingxi people go crazy when they hear it?

It was Khan who woke up first and pressed the list with his big claws, feeling heartbroken.

"Your Excellency the Marquis, is there anything we need to hide from each other after so many years of friendship?"

"This..."

The Marquis's face was trembling and full of entanglement, but now that he had said this, he could only sigh and tell Khan everything.

It turned out that a noble from Lingxi organized an ocean-going fleet to the Kingdom of Glowing Light two months ago, but the fleet ran into a strong storm just after passing the coast of the deep forest and lost contact.

The unlucky guy thought that he would lose all his money and was so anxious that he was ready to pay off his debts with his pants. Unexpectedly, the fleet contacted the mainland again and claimed that they had discovered a new civilization in the great forest in the south of Glowing Light.

This group of guys who called themselves pioneers and belonged to an organization called "Tower Community" were quite strange. In addition to various types of buildings, they also had many unheard-of new and strange things.

The most magical one was this thing called firearms. It clearly had no magic technology and was completely driven by machinery, but it could produce a more powerful effect than magic at a distance.

The Lingxi caravan paid a considerable price to buy a batch, and they were sold out as soon as they arrived in the capital. The price of the unit was comparable to that of mithril, which made the damn noble make a lot of money.

However, there is no business without fraud. He felt that he had made a lot of money, but Huazi felt that he could make more!

Therefore.

"We brought a few guns with us on this trip. We originally wanted to use them for the fleet guards. After all, the wind is high and the waves are rough. Who knows if we will encounter pirates."

"Oh, I don't know what happened. Maybe the warehouse manager made a mistake. He accidentally wrote it down!"

...

Hearing this, the Khan slowly came to his senses and realized that this idiot marquis was obviously deliberately setting a trap for him, waiting for him to jump into it.

But what can I do? I can't beat him with his 500 years of business experience!

I can only pretend to be reserved.

"Oh, is that so? Then I have never heard of this kind of thing..."

"May I ask if you can bring one over to let me open my eyes?"

When Peimos Khan followed Marquis Yuhua out of the tent with great interest, ready to see the new and strange things from the far south, on the other side of the planet.

"Absolutely."

In fact, Ji Ming knew that with Christine's temperament, she would sooner or later do something extremely abstract after going to the deep forest.

But he never expected that if she didn't make a move, it would be the ultimate cruel move that would make him offline for eight chapters.

And although most of the nobles in the deep forest are selfish and will do anything to get promoted, just like... the nobles of the glory, this Peimos Khan seems to be quite valuable.

Although his seemingly wise strategic arrangement was completely in vain because he completely ignored the situation at the top of Deep Forest, at least he used his brain to think about it, right?

When the Deep Forest server is officially opened in the future, he can be introduced to the players to play with him. Anyway, everyone is trying to form a multi-racial alliance, so he can be considered a natural ally.

But since this year's North Master Challenge has officially ended with a win-win outcome, time has passed quickly, and it is already June in Qixia City.

The temperature is gradually rising. If it weren't for the Holy Light Mountains as air conditioning, I'm afraid this city built on the plains would have become a big steamer long ago.

But for Ji Ming, who is too popular, even too popular, the feeling of being stuffed into a pot and steamed over a high fire is not less painful at all.

Because ironically, the press conference held in the palace seemed to not only settle the royal assessment of this year, but also cut the string of reason in the hearts of the nobles in the capital.

It could be the self-abandonment of the losers, or it could be that everyone was really frustrated. In short, in the past half month, the nobles in the capital have been holding all kinds of banquets almost in revenge.

Not only for their own birthdays, but also for their pets’ birthdays, not only for friends’ gatherings, but also for classmates’ gatherings, and the poker session at the end is getting more and more flamboyant.

It was so messed up that even the old guns in the capital couldn’t stand it anymore. Several dukes who were famous for their fun in their youth wrote letters under the leadership of the king to persuade everyone to restrain themselves.

——Please, even if it’s just a little bit, you should focus more on the business.

However, the result is that they did start to do the business, but maybe...

It’s not the “business” they imagined.