Chapter 1 The Doubt of the Black Brothers

Facing the black brothers' questions, Fang Senyan smiled.

"Of course. I repeatedly cut in halfway at the auction, snatching things the Tzigan people were determined to get twice! If it were based on the nature of that group of perverted old women, they would definitely fight me to the end. However, their reaction was to back down."

"This undoubtedly only has two possibilities. Either they don't have money, but we can almost rule that out from the amount of gold spent on buying things later. Or, they have a way to get this thing without spending money! So, they'll let me be proud for a while."

"When I left the auction, I noticed that woman staring at me the whole time. Then, I carefully examined myself and found this on my sleeve."

As he spoke, Fang Senyan flexed his left arm. A nail-sized, heart-shaped mark was clearly visible on the outside of his upper arm. This mark seemed to be deeply ingrained in the fabric of the clothing like a birthmark, and it couldn't be rubbed off even with vigorous scraping. Moreover, this position is rarely touched by ordinary people. If Fang Senyan hadn't been suspicious, it would have been difficult to notice.

"This thing should be the mark that Tzigan fortune teller made on me. With this, they can easily locate me. So, to avoid alarming them, they will give up monitoring me. They can take the long view, which gives me a great opportunity to use the power of the Vikings to catch them off guard!"

Jiaoshi suddenly said, "But aren't they very afraid of that Little Fooke's diary?"

Fang Senyan said, "We put that diary in the team's space, which can almost be regarded as another plane. It can shield the diary from all contact with this world, so the Tzigan people should think that I didn't carry the diary with me, so they are naturally unscrupulous."

While the three were discussing, Rolo and the three other brave Viking warriors had already scattered those Tzigan male slaves, as easily as tigers entering a flock of sheep. However, despite this, a large number of Tzigan male slaves涌ed out of the darkness again. They still disregarded death, silently charging over. Fang Senyan ordered his pirates to come forward and help.

Facing nearly a hundred Tzigan male slaves who surged up together, even the powerful Vikings felt the pressure. The main reason was that they were not very good at protracted battles. In the words of Sun Tzu's Art of War, they had passed the mighty period of "one鼓作气" (yiguzuoqi, "drumming up courage at one go") and entered the stage of "再而衰" (zaiershuai, "waning momentum").

Although the single attack of these Tzigan male slaves was very low, they were not afraid of death. They rushed up with pitchforks and rakes, causing considerable damage. Of course, the most despicable thing was that the Tzigan warriors were mixed in among these Tzigan male slaves.

These warriors disguised themselves as male slaves at this time, but they had hidden daggers, and their lethality and combat effectiveness were much stronger.

Fang Senyan personally saw the Viking warrior Rolo carelessly neglecting to parry an attack in the melee because he was eager to attack. A warrior approached him and stabbed him in the stomach with a knife, then quickly disappeared into the crowd without giving Rolo a chance to fight back!

It can be seen from this that the Tzigan woman behind the scenes also possessed considerable command ability. Although Fang Senyan's careful arrangement in advance gave her surprises, she was able to find out the weaknesses of these Vikings in a short period of time and deploy targeted solutions! Such ability can be said to be quite rare. No wonder the Tzigan people were so confident that she could deal with him.

With such a change in formation, the three Vikings felt a little like startled birds, because every enemy around them looked like someone who could inflict heavy damage on them. Therefore, they had to maintain a high state of alert for a long time, treating every charging farmer as a formidable enemy: Did the kitchen knife the enemy was砍ing with have follow-up changes? Was the pitchfork刺ing a feint or a random stab? Was the thing being thrown a stone or a lime bag?

They had just witnessed one of Fang Senyan's pirates carelessly砍ing open a lime bag, and then his head and face were covered in lime, causing him to fall into blindness. He惨嚎ed and rolled on the ground before being pounced on and trampled by a group of humble slaves.

Seeing that the situation was gradually falling into a disadvantage, Jiaoshi rushed out and吼ed out a heart-rending roar. The invisible shockwave spread out in a ring shape, not only causing considerable damage to these Tzigan male slaves, but also the powerful negative effects that followed haunted them like maggots on bones, making it difficult for them, who could only rely on their numerical advantage, to move forward.

More importantly, under the impact of Jiaoshi's roar, those warriors who were originally mixed among the Tzigan male slaves immediately had no way to hide themselves, because their appearance could be faked, but their personal qualities could not be disguised.

The damage they suffered from the impact of the roar was obviously much lighter than that of the male slaves, and the deceleration effect they received was also weaker. Therefore, with a little attention, these guys were as鲜明outstanding as fireflies in summer night.

Now it was Mogansha's time to show his power. He叼ed a cigar, squinted his eyes, and casually pulled the trigger,点killing these hidden "nails" one by one in the crowd.

Next, Jiaoshi, with a few pirates, easily and happily砍倒 the remaining poor slaves on the ground one by one.

The three Vikings, panting, finally breathed a sigh of relief,支撑ed their weapons on the ground and gasped for breath. Black brothers conveniently threw them a box of ointment from Sudan, which could quickly restore their combat effectiveness after涂抹ing it on their wounds.

At this time, although the attacks of those Tzigan male slaves were 萋

No effect, but they still desperately and frantically continued to涌 up, using their tenacious fighting will to meet the fate of being slaughtered. Fang Senyan, watching the battle group at this time, suddenly眯缝ed his eyes and said, "Jiaoshi, pay attention. These male slaves are very strange. Once砍倒 on the ground, they don't even struggle orshen吟, they just stiffen."

Jiaoshi was怔了一下, and immediately证实ed Ze Senyan's words: "That's right, that's exactly the case. Let me see, hey, the soil under our feet seems to be turning red!"

"It seems that the manipulator behind the scenes is布局ing." Fang Senyan said lightly, "So, these male slaves and warriors were destined to be消耗品 from the beginning. If they can搞定 us, that's fine. Even if they can't搞定 us, their corpses and blood will be completely sacrificed and become part of the next attack.,…

Fang Senyan露出ed a sneer beside his mouth, and shouted loudly: "Everyone, don't恋战, stop killing from now on! The whole army will突围 to the west. The Tzigan people are good at using blood and the corpses of the dead for sacrifices. We will马上远离 this damn鬼地方!"

As soon as Fang Senyan issued the order, Jiaoshi immediately shouted out a heart-rending voice, and the shockwave掠过ed like a hurricane洗地,冲击ing the remaining Tzigan male slaves倒西歪. After everyone gathered together. Fang Senyan raised a roll of dark things and抛向ed it into the air.

After the thing flew five or six meters into the air, it immediately issued a faint金sè light. It looked very much like a roll of tree bark. It was the "克利塔斯克夫 (Klitas克夫) Birch Bark" from the Vikings. This tree bark化为ed into金sè rain mist in the air, and then渗入ed into Fang Senyan's and their bodies. A group of people simultaneously obtained considerable amazing 加成, aimed at the west and猛冲ed, and were about to撞破 this Tzigan person設置ed the home field.

However, at this time, another尖利 sound was发出ed. Three figures walked out沉重ly from the darkness,挡在了 before Fang Senyan and their疾冲 routes. These three people were wearing medieval armor, which looked very厚重 and looked like钢铁堡垒, so in行在they would发出 the铿锵 sound of metal撞击, and they were also握持ing长戟 in their hands.

One of them looked very眼熟. Fang Senyan thought about it carefully and认了出来. He had seen this man in the Tzigan's金帐, when he was responsible for殺掉ing the people押送ed in and pushing them into that法阵. At this time, he looked at Fang Senyan, but his eyes were麻木不仁, completely like a傀儡 who had lost his灵hun.

The Viking warrior Rolo, who was冲锋ing in the front,狂吼ed and横扫ed vigorously with both hands,划出ing a dark arc in the air, and even翻腾卷起ed the leaves on the ground, which shows how hard he tried! Used to攻坚破敌, it is true that猛士 like the Vikings are more擅长!

Although the three Tzigan铁卫 in front knew that it was difficult to匹敌, they also不闪不避ed,举起ing their weapons and硬撼ing head-on with them! Obviously, their使命 was to拦住 the enemy from逃走, even if they could use their lives to争取得 more second, it was worth十鼻!

With a loud "锵" sound, sparks splashed everywhere, and the two Tzigan钢铁卫士 in front staggered back at the same time, and the长戟 in their hands were微微ly砸得bent. Rolo also闷哼ed and staggered back a few steps.

It's just that this powerful Viking warrior wasn't the only one in战斗. The other two Vikings grabbed on at the same time,挥舞ing their heavy weapons and猛砸ed them up, and the rest of the pirates were also guys who didn't懂得 what绅士风度 meant at all, and they also grabbed前乱刀齐下 at the same time!

However, after only a few seconds, the surface甲胄 of these three Tzigan钢铁卫士 was already破烂不堪, with横七竖八 several deep cracks on it, and even深及里面的肌体, in the large片 of 血肉狼藉, these three Tzigan钢铁卫士 were大口大口 spitting鲜血, but they were still挥舞ing their weapons and阻止ing the enemy in the midst of their dying！！。