Chapter 351

Just like other slaves, the war slave was nothing but a member of the phalanx. His eyes were like dead fish, staring blankly at the point in front of his feet.

The phalanx was not scattered at all in the cold and heavy rain, but it was only neat. Yan Mo didn't feel any majestic momentum and murderous aura, but he felt a strange dullness and silence.

The Moorish man who was leading the way looked at Yan Mo sideways at the slaves, and immediately squeezed out a smile and said, "Dear guest, do you want to get a group of slaves back?" This batch of war slaves is the best batch we have now. After half a year of training and training, everyone is very obedient. As long as you give them a full meal every day, they will do anything for you. "

How is the combat effectiveness? "

They are all war slaves. The lowest of this batch are second-level soldiers, and the highest are fourth-level soldiers. "

Level four? "The chief of the Yuanji tribe is only level 4. Yuan Zhan also said that the highest level on the land of Yuanji is level 4, and level 5 has never been heard of.

The Moorish man said proudly: A fourth-level warrior may be very powerful elsewhere, but in our Moorish, the fourth-level is just a small leader. "

How do you control them? Aren't you afraid of them escaping and resisting? "Yan Mo felt Yuan Zhan's disapproving gaze, but it was too late to take back his words.

The Moorish man looked at him in astonishment. Guest, are there any slaves in your place? How do you all control your slaves? "

Yan Mo smiled calmly, "I don't care about slaves, I'm very busy on weekdays. "

The Moorish people guessed that this young man, who was easy to fall in love with and had a high status, was likely to be a priest or disciple or something, otherwise it would be impossible for such a powerful Divine-Blood Warrior to guard him closely. The Moorish man secretly glanced at Yuan Zhan, he dared to talk to Yan Mo, but he didn't dare to provoke him.

As a disciple of the priest, it is normal to be busy learning about the inheritance of the priest, and it is normal for the tribe to not know about some chores.

Yuan Zhan said coldly: Don't tell him those dirty things! "

The Moorish people thus affirmed the lofty status of the disciple of the young priest, bowed their heads and saluted, not daring to say anything more.

The young man glared at his partner unhappily, swiped at the group of slaves, and said very willfully: Those slaves, I want them all! "

Moorish people stay, you, you want it all? "

right! "The young man glared at the tall young man provocatively.

The tall young man scolded lightly, his brows furrowed, but he seemed helpless to the young man.

Yan Mo's face froze, and he looked at the Moorish man expressionlessly, what's up? Worried that I don't have enough goods to exchange? If you have no way to call the shots, go to Qi Yuanlai. "

This time, the Moorish people are not sluggish, but shocked. Do you know Mr. Qi Yuan? "

The young man seemed very disdainful to answer his question, and only said again: Now these slaves you pulled out, whether they are war slaves or ordinary slaves, as long as they are standing here, I will take them all! Did you hear? "

Yuan Zhan didn't wait for the moor to answer, and stopped him in a low voice disapprovingly: "Mo, there are too many, we can't take them back." "

The young man wiped the rain on his face and said word by word: I said yes. "

Yuan Zhan took a deep breath, turned his head to the molar who led the way, and said, "Did you hear that?" The slaves here, all of them, can't be missing. We Jiuyuan want them. "

The Moorish man smiled wryly, and desperately wiped the rain off his face. Although he meant to recommend it just now, he didn't expect that the other party would not only buy it, but also want it all!

Uh... Yes, it's just that you want a lot of slaves, I, I need to find Iroha-sama, please wait a moment. But don't worry, before that, I will tell the slave head not to sell these slaves. "

This incident had a great impact on the Moorish people, especially when he heard that the young man knew their Master Qi Yuan.

But the Moorish people peeked at the young man and the tall young man, only to find that they didn't seem to take such a big thing in their hearts, and they put it away after they said it. They didn't have the distress, excitement or excitement after buying a large number of slaves like other tribes. Any other emotion is so light, like buying a few pieces of fur at random.

This is more than a thousand slaves!

What is the origin of this Jiuyuan tribe? It looks rich, but if you are rich enough to buy more than a thousand slaves at will, how big a tribe would that be?

But they can call out Lord Qi Yuan's name at will, without even adding the honorific title, maybe they are really big, didn't someone say that they came from the three cities in the upper reaches of the river? Maybe they are the subordinate tribes from the legendary Shangcheng, just like the snake people who branched out from the central city of Baixi.

The Moorish people took Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan into the largest tent in the Mooran with a more respectful attitude. After saluting and retreating, he immediately went to Caiyu. He wanted to tell the matter just now to Lord Caiyu, especially the other party. , the lofty status of that young man, even that high-level Divine-Blood Warrior would also listen to him.

Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan didn't discuss the matter of buying those slaves in advance, but since the priest of his own family had that intention, Yuan Zhan followed his words and sang with him, and the matter was settled on the way. down.

Yan Mo didn't plan to

He started so soon, but the opportunity was right at the time, and he couldn't forget those eyes, and he didn't want to make waves again, so he simply settled the person first and then talked about it.

Sometimes you have to admit that some people have things that will disrupt your original plans and make you have to reconsider for them.

See that slave? " Yuan Zhan leaned against him and whispered.

Yan Mo felt that the question was a little subtle, and subconsciously looked at the young man sideways.

Is that a Russian-English clan? " Yuan Zhan asked again.

Yan Mo shook his head, looking at his face, it didn't look like it. "

Don't let him join your escort. "Yuan Zhan looked at the people in the tent with a tone that could not be rejected.

……Ah! "Yan Mo laughed silently, grabbed the young man's palm and rubbed it. The rough, thick palm with thick knuckles was not smooth to the touch at all, but he squeezed it very vigorously.

Yuan Zhan held him back.

Yan Mo squeezed back with more force.

Yuan Zhan's expression did not change, but his palms relaxed and let his priest squeeze his hands to play.

He will not join my escort team. There are too many Yuanji warriors in Jiuyuan, and the leaders of the warriors are also Yuanji people, which is not conducive to the development of the tribe. There was no good seedling before, that war slave... I hope he can become another hideous. "

You don't believe in hideous? "

No, I believe him, but if Jiuyuan wants to develop, he needs at least three warrior leaders with fighting power, prestige, and management ability no less than that of the scorpion. "

To be completely faithful to you? "

It doesn't matter if they are loyal or not, as long as they don't betray me and Jiuyuan. "Yan Mo has never believed that people have complete loyalty, and he doesn't mind the selfishness of his subordinates.

Yuan Zhan nodded and accepted the matter.

Just as the two were whispering, the people who were supposed to come had already arrived.

The tent was round, and the people who came in stood loosely in a large circle.

Yan Mo thinks that the Moroccan people are very smart. This arrangement completely avoids the problem of seating, and there is no need to deliberately separate some tribes with hatred. The guide is only responsible for bringing people in, and it is up to you where you want to stand.

As now, looking clockwise, the Tuya people are standing in the direction of two o'clock, and they are the closest to Jiuyuan. He and Yuan Zhan were standing in the direction of about three o'clock, and the Snake People might think they were more suitable for them, and stood on the other side of them.

The snake people used to be the Huáng Jing tribe, and the Huáng Jing tribe stood at about five o'clock. There was a fairly large space next to it, and the Yeqiu clan stood at about eight o'clock. The nine o'clock position next to the Yeqiu people is the Bianxi people.

At twelve o'clock, there is a stone platform built with several large flat stones.

The tent was opened again, and Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan saw acquaintances.

Qi Yuan followed behind an old man and entered the tent surrounded by several soldiers. When he looked up, he saw two characters he had never expected to appear here!

Yan Mo smiled at Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan bowed his head slightly in return. There were many people in the tent, which was not a good place to say hello. Although he didn't want the two of them to appear in the market, they had already come and he couldn't drive them away. The other party asked them to try not to use red salt as an exchange.

Hope they haven't come up with red salt yet!

Qi Yuan felt that it was impossible for the two of them to make such a low-level mistake, unless they really didn't care about Moore at all.

The people from the Dingyue tribe followed Caiyu in at the end and walked behind the stone platform at twelve o'clock.

The Moorish man took the eleven o'clock position.

Caiyu cleared her throat and raised her hands. Dear guests, I think everyone already knows what this small market wants to exchange for. When the guests of the Dingyue tribe will take the treasures they found in a certain ruins Come out, if you have a fancy person, please take out your jiāo exchange, and if the Dingyue tribe thinks it is suitable, they will exchange with you. In addition, I think everyone knows the rules of the market. It is not allowed to exchange qiáng and qiáng jiāo here. If you have any ideas, after you leave the mall, no matter what you do at that time, the mall won't change. Ford! "

Straightforward enough! Yan Mo felt like he had participated in the black market exchange, but in fact this was the most orthodox official "jiāo exchange" scene.

Perhaps it has something to do with the level of civilization. Iroha's beginning is not only straightforward, but there is no hype or at least an introduction, so he directly cedes the title to the Ding Yue tribe and let them show their goods.

The Dingyue tribe didn't talk nonsense when they came up. The long-haired youth asked the four warriors to put the packages they carried on the stone platform one by one, and opened one of them first.

This ruined place is on a high mountain far away from my tribe. They did not know what method they used to make the cliffs big, and there are traces of people living in some of them. "The long-haired youth explained while unwrapping the package.

The old man beside Rabbit Roar seemed to be joking with Rabbit Roar and said: It sounds very similar to the way of life of our Tuya people. "