"We are short of weapons, of armor, of food, of fresh water, of everything but gold." Reverend Kidd, in front of the huge voice mirror, is impassively communicating with the top echelons of the woking church on the other side.

Just two weeks ago, pastor Kidd was willing to lick the toes of high-rise buildings in order to climb one more step. But now his only wish is to leave this damned place and spend his old age on a sunny island, and let the woking church and the celestines go to see the ghost.

"I'm sorry, Reverend Kidd of Shangyin, we are unable to provide supplies other than personnel for the time being." The voice on the other side was rare and gentle, as if afraid that pastor Kidd would give up his job: "as long as you hold on for another month, I promise that everything you want will arrive in the far south colony, and you will be a hero of the church! You will have a chance to be a gold priest

"Do as you please. I've tried my best." Reverend Kidd, with a gloomy face, voluntarily ended the contact.

This was the first time he had contacted the headquarters of the woking church. Kidd couldn't hold on. As he said, he tried his best.

More and more mercenaries, mercenaries, were taken to the small Ganges built port, which soon became a huge barracks.

The Syrians have known for a long time that their enemies are gathering here, but do they care? Even Kidd knew they didn't care. They were training and waiting for jokes.

Under his leadership, the Ganges people did make a lot of profits, but the supplies they provided were limited.

You can't expect the shatiri regiment of no more than a thousand to continue to provide support for professional soldiers who see more than four thousand.

The price inside the huge barracks soared five times in two weeks, and the Ganges people bitterly exchanged their only food for a lot of wealth that they could not spend at all.

The retribution group built a circle of joint defense around the Ganges camp. On the front battlefield, the city guards of godram city and the defected mercenaries mixed into a qualified army. The two sides used the simplest tactics to shoot at each other on the battlefield, exchanging blood.

In the forest, Amazon soldiers are like demons, attacking all the adventurers who try to break out and explore day and night, leaving no survivors.

On the sea, the sailis' warships were constantly cruising, and only one in three cargo ships could successfully reach the Ganges' port.

In the past week, absek felt that he was more than ten years old. Mercenaries were not sheep that Kejin did not know how to resist. When the food price exceeded the bottom line they could bear, they would not hesitate to take out their swords and share their lives with the "profiteer".

However, the Ganges people themselves also bear great pressure. They themselves are gangs with the nature of regional gangs and can not afford the logistics projects of so many people.

In fact, the surrounding human strongholds can't afford it together. The reason why these Ganges players can constantly "buy" from the surrounding towns is Yang Yuefan, who counts money and gets cramped.

He planted more than one scout in the Ganges harbor, which was full of unorganized and disordered mercenaries, and it would be a pity for their chaotic system not to do so.

who has the final say in the camp of Ganges RIver people?

Of course, it was the traitor Yang Yuefan who, through systematic analysis, accurately grasped the psychological bottom line of mercenaries and Ganges people, and constantly created tension through inflation.

Every day, the smell of gunpowder on both sides will be stronger, and Yang Yuefan will laugh in the background.

"Monsieur Singh! There's a conflict between the golden regiment and Jagger A gange player stormed in, covering an eye, and apparently just experienced a street fight level battle.

Recently, various mercenary battle groups have been in constant conflict with gange players who provide logistics services. Although both sides have restrained themselves from killing themselves for the time being, this kind of armed conflict is driving absek crazy.

How can Ganges people, with an average level of over four, win over the mercenaries who live on the war in this kind of gang fighting?

Every time they are defeated, Ganges people will lose a lot of goods and materials. Absek is surprised to find that he has not made any profit recently, but has lost a lot of previous profits.

"Is the loss serious?" Absek felt dizzy and had to press his finger on his temple: "if the damage is not serious, let them go first. I'll talk to pastor Kidd."

"Lord Singh, they've taken our seven women!" Ganges players added: "Lord garamchand and his men surrounded the golden regiment."

Absek stood up and, ignoring the dizziness and darkness before him, grabbed his clothes and rushed out: "tell pastor Kidd to get him to the scene immediately."

But it was too late, and when absek went out, there were huge shouts of killing at the makeshift fair.

At present, the vanguard army of the golden regiment is in a state of self-control by each company. Since the death of general Griffin, the leaders of the subordinate companies have become scattered. The failure of Electing new generals twice in a row has made this vanguard army completely lose the possibility of unification.At least until the other mercenary generals arrived in the far south, they could only fight on the scale of company level.

This time, the leader of one of the company's leaders had a bad idea about the female players in the Ganges people. As a result, the conflict between the two sides continued to expand, and new golden regiment companies were constantly involved in it.

The idle mercenary, who was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, took advantage of the fire. In addition, many mercenary battle groups were opposed to each other. The whole port almost instantly turned into a battlefield, and the human brain turned into a dog's brain.

A small number of paladins guarded the priest Kidd in the newly built temple and watched the chaos outside with cold sweat.

Now it's just the beginning of the riot, and many of the regiments have not yet recovered. Once they go crazy, what is the most worth robbing in the whole camp?

"Can you contact the chief leader of the sub regiment last time?" In the recent war, pastor Kidd has experienced the momentum of Mount Tai falling in front of his eyes without panic. His priority is to seek the protection of the second son group.

Those who claim to be aristocrats have some bottom line and are more trustworthy than other warbands in terms of credit. Pastor Kidd said bluntly, "tell them I'll offer you a commission you can't refuse."

"I'll send someone to contact you right away." Lord Worcester looked at the enemy's seat and thought, "I'm not going to let go of this opportunity."

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