Chapter 198

the second day.

Outside the city of pantos.

Several Hunter like men carrying bows and arrows were talking to the guards outside the city gate.

The reason is the poor governor who died not long ago. Now pantos still strictly investigates the mercenaries, caravan guards or hunters who enter the city-state with weapons and armor.

Wesselis, who entered the city yesterday, and his guards who protected him, were not treated like this.

"Sir, we are all hunters in the surrounding villages."

One of them, a thin man with a scarf on his head, patted a stag on his horse's back and said good words to the guards.

The deer seems to have been dead for a long time, and its blood has been drained. Hunters want to sell the deer in the market of pantos in exchange for some food to go home.

The guards of pantos waved impatiently.

"Roll, roll!"

"I've told you several times that people can go in and throw out their weapons."

However, the hunters still pester the guards and are unwilling to hand over their weapons.

After all, this is the guy they eat, and there is no peace around pantos.

After all, pantos is unable to go out to eliminate bandits and bandits. Soldiers are scarce and neglect training. They can only be entrusted to mercenaries or large caravans. Small caravans and ordinary farmers and hunters need to seek their own blessings.

In such a chaotic world, farmers and hunters have to carry a dagger or dagger when they go away. They can resist one or two in case of robbers.

At least you can die bravely.

Therefore, the hunters were unwilling to hand over their weapons and pestered the guards unwilling to leave.

And at this time.

Gululu——

In the distance, a long motorcade drove to the gate of pantos, and the wheels made a sound when they pressed over the small amount of snow left on the ground.

It seems that another large-scale caravan has arrived.

Seeing the arrival of the caravan, the guards at the gate of pantos brightened their eyes. They knew that there was another chance to make a fortune.

"Come on, come on!"

"Come and gather together and check for me."

Yesterday, we received wesselis. The Guard officer of the city gate with a big belly helped the crooked helmet on his head, and then asked the brothers under his hand to come and catch the fish quickly.

On weekdays, caravans take the road near the port, and rarely come in from the north gate.

Without caravans coming from the direction of the north gate, the "toll" will naturally be much less.

The family spent so much money to bribe them to work in the garrison, naturally in order to get rich. Ordinary people don't necessarily have so much savings for several years or even decades.

However, when I came to the garrison, I followed my boss, ate, drank, whored, gambled, and had a happy day. I didn't say that the toll for a year's light card was planed to supply the commander-in-chief. The following brothers share one point

Up to two years ago, all the heavy money spent on bribery at home was back, and the rest was net income.

Some small caravans or middle-class families in pantos city lined up with a lot of gold coins and broke their heads, trying to send their frustrated children to work in the garrison.

Safe and rich, who doesn't want to come?

Hearing the dialogue between the city gate guards, the hunters who had just pestered them looked at each other and saw the tension in each other's eyes.

Then the tall and thin hunter with a deer on his horse looked at the mercenary who was also stopped outside the city gate not far away.

There was a hint of tacit understanding in the eyes of the two groups, and they nodded to each other.

...

Gululu——

The wheels of the carriage kept making noises, and the long convoy finally came to the gate of pantos.

"Stop!"

"Where did you come from?"

The Guard officer of the city gate held up his helmet. His armor was almost out of place, and then came with a round belly.

More than a hundred defenders near the city gate were also attracted at once.

The leader of the caravan was an old man with gray hair. He looked like he was in his fifties and sixties, and his clothes were ordinary.

Riding a tall gray war horse, the hair of the war horse has some "felt", which seems to have not taken a bath for a long time.

"This is my hometown, this adult..."

The old man sat on a dirty horse with a low voice in the standard valerian language.

He looked at the prosperous and rich city-state behind the gate, and his eyes showed deep nostalgia.

He ran away from here for half his life, and did not dare to return after changing his face until today.

"Don't tell me that nonsense. I ask where you come from and where is the caravan?"

The fat city gate guard naturally understood valerian, but his attitude now did not become extremely impatient when he faced wesselis yesterday.

"I'm from telosi, my Lord."

The old man on the gray war horse was not angry, but took a deep look at the City Gate Guard officer.

Then he turned over and dismounted and opened his mouth.

"I rented merchant ships from telosi to sell goods to bravos, and then bought some goods from bravos to pantos."

"Pantos is fine. I'm not going to leave this time."

The old man's voice is full of Qi. It seems that although he is old, he still maintains a very vigorous spirit, and his eyes are also very sharp.

The leader of the garrison of pantos city gate could not help shrinking his neck, and his impatient attitude had just restrained a little.

"Bravos."

The pantos were still very hostile to bravos, and the Guard officer snorted and deliberately lengthened the tone.

"What goods do you sell? Are there any contraband?"

"Take it out in advance if you have it. If I turn it out... Hum..."

The fat guard deliberately lengthened his tone, like a pig humming.

The tone was threatening and suggestive.

At the same time, he raised his hand and opened the carriage covered with broken cloth, which contained some spices and even several large boxes.

"Hmm? What is this?"

Then the fat officer's eyes suddenly noticed those neat big boxes.

According to his years of experience, such dark boxes at the bottom usually contain contraband.

"We mainly sell spices, my Lord."

"And in those black boxes are Loras's walrus teeth. We also bought some."

The grey haired old man looked very calm and spoke calmly.

Bravos collects commodities from all over the world, and the price of spices is a little lower than that of pantos. Therefore, it is a conventional trade route to transport spices from bravos to pantos, and some can be sold when passing through andalos.

Then the old man opened a black box and revealed the special walrus teeth from Loras.

This expensive commodity may be collected by some rich businessmen or nobles.

And at this time.

"What is this, my lord?"

A pantos guard seemed to have detected something strange and shouted.