Chapter 970 Dark Spear

Abel has long hands and long feet, and he squats flexibly on the tree canopy. He was as nimble as a monkey in the forest. Once, the Dark Lance offended a bandit group called "Silent Fire", although the number of opponents was not as large as that of the Dark Lance, they were all villains who dared to kill and desperately. When a swarm of bees came to kill them, it was the Dark Lance who beat them up and screamed. However, Abel attacked the opponent's leader in a sneak attack and blinded one of his eyes with a sentry arrow. As a result, he was chased in the forest for three days and three nights.

In those few days, Abel spent almost all of his time in the trees. The man with the silent fire went around in the mountains and forests, and finally took the risk of leading him into the territory of a large bandit group. slipped back. Birik, who originally thought that Abel would die, thought he had run into a ghost when he saw the boy coming back, but it turned out to be a false alarm.

The sound of hooves approached.

-pig-pig-island-little-speak-www--; Abel stuck to the tree trunk like a squirrel, slowed down his breathing, and naturally blended into the current environment. He didn't deliberately observe the situation on the road, and his eyes fell on a fixed point through the gaps in the trees. This is his way of detecting the wind, and no one taught him, and he found it all by himself.

It didn't take long to hear the sound of someone talking, mixed with the sound of horseshoes and the creak of wooden wheels, judging from the sound, this is a small caravan with less than 20 people, it is Dark Spear The perfect target for blackmail.

The boy waited patiently and did not rush to report the news. He still had to find out the exact number of people on the other side, and even the number of guards. He didn't make him wait too long, and after a few breaths, two big horses passed by his line of sight, each riding a young knight. One was a little older, wearing fiery red armor, and carrying a dark blue spear beside the horse, making Abel pay attention to it secretly. The other one looked much younger, with a very rare silver gray hair that reminded Abel of the snow in winter.

The two knights seemed to be talking about something, and soon passed Abel's sight. At this time, the silver-haired knight turned his head to look at the place where the boy was hiding intentionally or unintentionally, and Abel immediately stopped breathing. Fortunately, the silver-haired knight just glanced casually, then turned his head away, and Abel was relieved.

Next came two carriages, one carrying people and the other carrying goods. There were guards walking on the left, right and rear of the carriage. Abel counted them, and there were ten of them in total.

Two carriages, ten guards and two knights in front cleared the way, just the size of a small caravan. Abel smiled slightly, thinking that the old man Birick had been yelling that he had no meat to eat these days, and he would starve to death if he didn't get some oil and water. It's good now, and fat sheep will be delivered to your door immediately. He yelled a few times in the tree with the sound of some kind of animal, and after a while, a black raccoon came out from the grass, climbed up the treetop in two or three steps, and ran to the boy. This is Abelmon's pet. The boy gestured towards it, then threw a nut to it and said, "Go, tell the old man, there is some meat to eat."

The black raccoon tilted his head and glanced at Abel, then ran away with a nut in his mouth. Abel carefully slid down from the tree. The young man followed the caravan silently on the soft mud with his bare feet.

Lest they leave my sight.

"A very interesting kid, with top-notch concealment methods. If his body temperature was not too ostentatious in that cold forest, I'm afraid I would just ignore it." Allen said in a low voice, and combed his mount casually horsehair.

Fares smiled and said: "It should be the guy who is watching the wind and watching the whistle. Do you want me to take him down?"

"No need, let's see what fish we can catch." Allen shook his head and said, "Just to help me understand the general situation of the Dark Land."

Fares frowned, hesitated to speak.

Allen smiled and said: "Okay, Captain Fares. I know what you are worried about, but I also said that this trip to the north is not to go sightseeing. We just want to fight all the way up from the iron gun collar, and take the Only when those stubborn stones are leveled, the road will be smooth. Only when the road is smooth, can we do business."

"If I knew that the so-called business route of your lord is not dangerous, I'm afraid I would hesitate for a while, and I would never dare to agree immediately like that day. No, Ruijie has already started to persuade me to quit immediately when I go to Sardinia." Farley Si smiled wryly.

Allen patted him on the shoulder and said, "But if you say that, it means you don't want to quit, right, Captain Fares."

"The empire worships martial arts, and the north is the most. You don't often say that the Yankees always look at the people in the south with their eyes higher than their noses. If it weren't for the iron gun Hoy in the south, they might be so proud. Then I will let Beidi know this time that there is not only Huoyi in the southern border, but also us now. It is useless to talk about this kind of thing. Only by doing it can we make them shut up. So what can be better than going all the way from here? How about telling those guys who are as proud as a rooster to shut up obediently?"

Allen pointed forward, and said lightly: "But if we can't even break through the dark land, what's the point of going north, and we can just go home."

Fares' eyes brightened a little, and although he wouldn't be so proud after hearing a few words from Allen, he was a little more confident.

At this time, there was a sharp whistling sound on the road ahead, as if it was blown out by something. The sound was harsh, everyone frowned, and the horses in the team were the first to bear the brunt, pawing their hooves uneasily. It seemed that these whistling sounds could also cause the horses to respond. Allen and the others hurriedly appease the mounts, and finally the long howling stopped. They rushed out of the dark forest on both sides of the road, holding seven or eight flagpoles that were not too long, floating above them. A black spear was painted on the gray bunting.

Allen glanced at Fares and said, "What is it?"

Fares had a strange expression on his face, and he choked out for a long time: "I don't know."

He added: "I know the banners of the well-known bandits in the Dark Land. This one... I really don't know this one..."

Without embarrassing the upright leader, Allen said with a smile: "It's fine if you don't know, maybe it's not someone who can stand on the stage, then it's no wonder that Captain Fares doesn't know him."

Then look ahead.

These so-called bandits looked a little out of place, and all of them looked not very strong. That's fine, and these men are not young, the youngest looks like a middle-aged man, while the old ones are simply hunched over. At this time, someone in the crowd coughed dryly, and strode forward: "We are Dark Lance, this is our territory. If you want to pass here, you have to pay poll tax!"

Allen narrowed his eyes, and it was an old man who spoke. There was an ugly scar on his bald head. Although he was a bit short and fat, he still had a bit of aura in the crowd. After the old man finished speaking, another young man sprang out from the edge of the forest, and he ran to the old man's side. Allen recognized that he was the one watching the sentry on the blackwood tree, and smiled at him immediately.

The young man looked puzzled.