yes!

Although alchemist is a scarce and mysterious profession in the eyes of players. But in the eyes of this group of NPCs in the Western Regions, there is really not much status, and the reason is very simple, it is all provoked by one word:

Poor!

Compared to these wealthy nobles of the Western Regions, the alchemist Corris is a poor bastard who can't get along in Greece.

"Big husband, you really can't go without money for a day."

It was also at this time that the perch suddenly sighed, and the next moment he coughed low and changed the topic: "Dude, I really don't know how to admire you, you really don't know too much." With just one gold coin, you can find so many clues. If you consider subduing Corris a task, you only have one last step left, right? ”

"Almost, adult beauty, I'm still more willing to do it." Mo Xiaobai nodded with a smile, not hiding his idea of bringing Corris back to Big Dream Town.

As for the fat man's admiration, Mo Xiaobai can only say that he was forced by his previous life experience.

Losing his territory and having no skills, Mo Xiaobai didn't know how many failures he had experienced, so he summed up some ways to find out the details when communicating with NPCs.

Coupled with the fact that he had traveled to many places and dealt with alchemists more than once or twice in the years of solo adventures, it was naturally not unusual to be able to discover Corris's secrets right now.

It's just that these skills that Mo Xiaobai doesn't think are unusual, but in the eyes of the fat man and the dumb, it is very rebellious.

The heart is as careful as a hair, but that's it!

Just when the fat man sighed in his heart, the door of the backyard hut opened from the inside.

A curly-haired head was exposed, who else could it be if it wasn't Corris.

It seemed that because there were too many private meetings, Curry was familiar with the way to visit twice, and quickly stood up straight, and gradually walked to the backyard door.

In the next second, a lady with a tide/red face appeared by the door, and the two looked at each other for a few breaths before Curris pushed the door and left.

The main protagonist is gone, and the show is naturally going to end.

Mo Xiaobai and the three of them patted their butts and jumped off the side wall, and the fat man couldn't help but 'drive' and said: "Hehe~ This Greek can't do it, he only went in for half an hour." ”

"Are you going to do it?"

"I'll go, I can be my aunt at that age, no matter how hungry I am, I won't go."

"Then what nonsense are you talking about, hurry back to sleep."

………

Mo Xiaobai had just finished watching a big drama here, and he was far away in a restaurant in Qiuzi Wangcheng, but another big drama was being staged.

Inside and outside the restaurant, there were at least hundreds of Han troops around.

Each of them has a fierce face, and in the face of an alien blade, there is no concept of 'fear' at all.

This is a group of subordinates who are difficult to discipline even Ban Chao strictly, and they usually take them with them and act as personal guards.

Great Han Chi Torturer!

This group of people are all guilty, and they all know very well that they may not be able to return to Dahan for the rest of their lives.

Now it's not much to live one more day, and it's not too much to live one day less.

Whoever uses force against them, they really dare to fight with their lives.

At first, Ban Chao relied on more than 1,000 people to open up the situation in the Western Regions, and these 800 galloping torturers can be said to have contributed a lot. What's even more amazing is that until now, the gallopers have not been killed, and they have been invincible against the people of the Western Regions.

Tonight, however, the Warriors finally met the hard bones to gnaw.

The Kushan general Susa, and his twenty warriors guarded him.

For the first time, a galloping warrior fell to the ground and could not get up again.

It was also the first time that the ferocity of the galloping warriors was completely stimulated by the Guishan soldiers.

"Kill!"

"Kill them all!"

"None of them will be left!"

When the ferocity in the hearts of this group of vicious people is stimulated, even if they don't have much armor protection on their bodies, even if the opponents are wearing turtle shells one by one.

Susa, along with his guards, did not block the two rounds of death of the Galloper.

The sharp knife forged by the blacksmith of the Western Regions stabbed into the throat of the Kushan cavalry, stirring it vigorously and pulling it out again, and blood almost gushed outward along the tip of the knife.

One by one, the guards fell to the ground, and soon it was Susa's turn.

The group of galloping warriors didn't give Susa a chance to open their mouths at all, and six or seven heavy knives had already fallen at the same time.

Iron armor protection?

At this moment, it was simply a burden to hinder Susa's escape, and he was pressed by the galloping warriors, and he couldn't even turn over, let alone get up and escape.

Beware of the pain in his heart hitting the nerves in his brain, Susa's last thought was to regret the expedition to the Western Regions and regret the great battle with the Great Han.

There are so many things in this ancient country that Kushan cannot compare.

It's just that it's too late to regret it at this moment, and the Torturer won't let Susa live.

Knives, slash!

When there was no longer a single Guishan person standing in the entire restaurant hall, the blood-stained galloping warriors got up one by one.

The leader of them, carrying the head of Susa that had just been cut off, turned and walked in the direction of the wooden gate: "Leave half of the brothers to collect the bodies of our own people, and the rest will go out of the city with me to meet the general. ”

When the galloping soldiers walked out of the restaurant, the Qiuzi soldiers, who were originally in charge of guarding and patrolling the perimeter, looked at these half-blooded prisoners, and their hearts couldn't help but be stunned.

Han people, not everyone is so easy to talk to.

Once they become ferocious, even the opponents who can fight will be afraid.

A turtle general stepped forward with a bit of restraint, forced down the discomfort in his heart and said, "The horse you want to use has been prepared." ”

"Well, thank you!"

The galloping warrior nodded neatly, took two steps forward and turned over to the horse, and directly tied Susa's head to the horse's back.

"Let's go!"

Four hundred galloping torturers, so silently rode out of the city.

The gallopers returned all the way to the west, and at this moment, the battle situation in the west has also undergone new changes in the short period of a few days.

Killing a horse may satisfy hunger for a while.

But after slaughtering all the horses that could be killed, if they wanted to kill them again, even if Dilia himself came forward, none of the Kushan cavalry handed over their horses.

Everyone knew that the battle was going to be lost.

If you want to go back after losing the battle, it is absolutely impossible to go back without a horse.

The horses of the fallen warriors can be slaughtered, but the horses of the existing soldiers cannot be killed even if they want to.

Whoever is slaughtered may directly cause a mutiny.

Dilia's vanguard camp ran out of food, and the situation of Deputy Wang Xie's main camp was even worse.

Not to mention the soldiers under his hands, even the vice king himself did not eat for a day, but only drank some water to barely satisfy his hunger.

Without food, the warriors were unable to fight, and the horses were declining.

The siege was stopped a day earlier.

At this moment, Vice Wang Xie could only hope that reinforcements would arrive soon, although this hope was becoming more and more slim.

At the same time, almost in the same place.

Vice Wang Xie was so hungry that he didn't even have the strength to scold, but Ban Chao, who was nearly sixty years old, was still in good spirits and told him to garrison in the city.

"General, there is a messenger from the direction of Wensu."

A messenger hurriedly stepped onto the city, came to Ban Chao and hugged his fists and said: "Four hundred of the eight hundred soldiers who stayed in Qiuzi have returned to the west, bringing the heads of many Dayue clansmen, and they will arrive at the royal city at noon. ”

"Good, good, good, the galloping warrior has made a great contribution this time, and it is really a blessing from God!" Ban Chao turned around sharply when he heard this, and then laughed and ordered:

"Light the wolf smoke for the old man and send a message in the direction of Shache!"

"The day the enemy will be broken, and this day will be!"