Chapter 659 Wolf Blood King Camp

When Tilan first saw the Wolf Blood King Camp from the car window, she saw rows of white flags, with nitrated ox tails hanging on the flagpoles, and the grayish-white ox tail flags fluttering in the wind. If there were only one flag, it would be quite bleak, but when such flags were arranged into a continuous wall line, it gave people a deterrent momentum.

There were not many trees on the grassland, but here the camp was surrounded by wooden walls that stretched for several kilometers, which was particularly conspicuous and prominent on the endless grassland.

There were many scattered tents and parked carriages outside the King Camp. There were various stalls along the road. Some people guarded the stalls to sell some cheap small items, while the larger caravans would directly enter the King Camp to trade.

When passing by here, Tilan did not rush in, but got off the carriage and browsed these stalls on the roadside along the way. The stall owners here were almost all individuals, and the things they sold were mostly simple utensils, and occasionally some fruits or food.

"These are all stalls for people who don't want to pay to enter the King's Camp. There are also many scammers. If you don't have good eyesight, it's best not to buy things here." Seeing that Tilan was interested, Guy explained to her.

"Is the fee to enter the King's Camp very high?" Tilan remembered that it was the same in Stone Forest Fortress before.

"For an individual, it is a bit high, about three times that of Stone Forest Fortress." Guy thought for a while.

"Wolfbloods are more domineering, but no other forces dare to run markets along this big river, so each settlement has to come here to trade."

Just as the two were talking, a noise came from the front. I saw several wolfbloods riding on tall wolves waving their swords and directly chopped down the vendors and stalls along the way, and some goods were directly overturned and robbed.

"Freeloaders." The wolfblood in the lead had a red face and a fierce look, and the knife in his hand was still stained with blood.

After the killing, the vendors along the way packed up their things and ran away. The travelers on the roadside also looked at them with some fear. Fortunately, the patrolling wolfbloods did not care about the pedestrians who were about to enter the camp. They rode their wolves around for a few rounds and returned to the camp again.

Seeing that there was nothing to see, Tilan also returned to the car and followed everyone to line up to enter the king's camp.

"You, twenty cars, have to pay an additional 800 blood seals." The wolfblood guarding the gate looked at the number of cars in the caravan and asked Guy to pay part of the goods as the entrance fee.

Guy had to shake his head and asked his companions to carry out another box of tea cakes as the entrance fee.

Seeing that he paid the money obediently, the wolfbloods guarding the gate nodded contentedly and made way.

"Next." They continued to shout.

After the caravan entered the camp, it first passed through a slightly winding wooden wall passage, but after walking out, there was a vast market below. Several lines were drawn on the open space, dividing it into several roughly blocks, and then each caravan set up stalls to trade. Judging from the wolf-blood guards that shuttled in and out from time to time, there should be someone to maintain order.

Tilan estimated from the carriage that there were more than 1,600 people in this market alone. It was very lively inside, and there were also people who bought hot food and drinks.

At this point, the caravan also came to an open space under the guidance of the market manager to camp. The accompanying members began to arrange the layout skillfully, letting Guy and Fran be responsible for the trading layout here, and Tilan and Sura took a few people to visit the market to see if there was anything worth buying.

"It's rare to come to such a large market, I must take a good look this time." Sura was in a good mood. During this period of time, she lived with the caravan, but it was a bit boring and bored. After all, she was not very good at bargaining, and there was no environment in the caravan to play her role. She had to put down the maintenance and forging that she usually did.

Lololia was also looking around curiously. She was wearing a hood and covering her face, revealing only a pair of eyes, so that people could not tell that she was a mechanical body.

As they said before, many of the goods here are food, including a large number of dried fish pickled by nearby settlements, stuffed sausages, air-dried fruit slices, and beef strips as hard as stones.

In addition to food, there are utensils and daily necessities made by various settlements, such as fired pottery, forged iron pots and kettles, hoes and pickaxes, etc. Occasionally, some decorative items can be seen, but few people buy them.

However, if you want to say where there are the most people and the most lively, it must be the place where slaves are sold.

The order on the grassland is fragile and conflicts are constant. After the victory of the battle between settlements, it would undoubtedly be a huge waste to kill all the captives, so some valuable people will be retained and then brought to the king's camp for sale.

"Bang Ge Ni Xiu (useful slaves)." A figure with dark red skin stood on the wooden platform, his voice was rude and unclear, but what he meant was also very simple, that is, the black-haired woman in the cage next to him.

The woman looked to be between 30 and 40 years old, with messy hair and dull eyes, and her clothes were also very tattered. Afraid of the sound of hitting the cage, she stood up numbly, and then lowered her head.

Next to the cage, there was a wooden board with "tailor, woman" written on it in crooked handwriting. It seemed that this woman had some sewing skills and was considered a valuable slave.

After the sale began, the crowd below began to shout the price, which quickly rose from 100 blood marks at the beginning to 200 blood marks, and then slowly approached 300 blood marks.

"The person selling slaves is a red poison species, right?" Tilan looked at the dark red figure and remembered the corpses she saw when she first arrived at the settlement.

"Yes, they are a notorious group of guys." Sura frowned.

"The Stone Forest Fort won't allow these guys to enter the city, but the Wolfbloods don't care. As long as you pay enough money, they'll let you in."

"Although I don't like them, many people in the grasslands love and hate them."

"Aren't they often full of pollution sources? Why would anyone like them?" Tilan was a little surprised.

"It's disgusting, but the various slaves they sell are cheap, and many settlements like to buy them to enrich their population and strength."

"For example, this woman, she should have some tailoring skills, which is very rare in many settlements. With her, many furs in the settlement can be converted into clothes and bedding."

"Alas, slave trade..." Tilan shook her head after watching the auction process on the stage.

It can only be said that in an era of backward productivity and technology, this kind of trade is almost impossible to eliminate. Its only advantage is that compared with the cannibalism in primitive society, it is a little bit more advanced. At least the slaves survived and were not killed on the spot.

But on the other hand, because of the backward productivity in ancient times, if you want to maintain the huge empire expenses, a large number of unpaid slave laborers are necessary. The rapid rise and prosperity of Rome in those days was largely dependent on the large number of slaves obtained through wars.

No longer watching the new round of hawking on the stands, Tilan's attention turned to the special and tall figures on the side. These people had dark gray and wrinkled skin, which looked very ugly, but you could also feel that their skin was particularly tough and thick, and their physiques were sturdy.

"Those are elephant-bodied. They are very tall, and the thick skin on their bodies has a very strong defense. Ordinary muskets cannot penetrate them at a distance, and ordinary swords and knives can hardly penetrate their armor.

They are almost like tanks on the grassland." Sura told the girl in a slightly low voice. "What about the ones on this side?" Tilan pointed to the figures standing on the other side of the stands. They might not even be called "people" because their heads were like rhinos, with a curved, thick horn and eye sockets on both sides.

"That's the horned beast species. It's said that they were once an experimental species of a certain force, but later escaped from the research site and slowly formed their own settlement."

"Now these guys are already a big force on the grassland. They are very strong. Although they run slowly, as long as they catch up, they can easily crush the bones of ordinary people with their huge weight and body shape." Sura commented.

Seeing that Tilan was interested in these new races that he had never seen before, Sura simply introduced them one by one.

"Those with triangular wing structures on their backs are gliding feathers. They can take off for a short time, fly very high, and then gradually glide for a long distance. However, the flying ability of these guys is just like that. They are not free and flexible, and they are not as good as the real winged races."

"The one being sold on the red wooden stand is the charm species. They are handsome, with clear facial contours, and with their natural charm and ability to perceive emotions, they are the lovers and partners in many people's minds. These guys are not strong in combat, so they are often vassals of other races." Sura pointed to a handsome young man with dark golden hair in the distance. He was wearing an open-chested shirt and a collar around his neck. Many women below screamed for him.

"But, in terms of beauty and attractiveness, the charm species is actually not as good as the silkworm moth species." Sura touched his chin. "

It is said that the silkworm moth species was born very late, so the template used when it was created was better, so the probability of giving birth to a beauty would be greater."

"The version of the charm species is still too old and does not meet the aesthetics of some people."

"There is such a saying." Tilan wanted to laugh after listening, and then asked Sura.

"What about you Iron Cores?"

"We? When we were created, practicality was definitely the first priority. Strong bones, strong muscles, and the ability to master metal changes are the most important. As for appearance, those are just icing on the cake and are of little use in a cruel war." It seems that Sura is quite proud of his racial characteristics.

"You see, I am popular wherever I go now. Everyone needs steel and craftsmen, but no matter how beautiful those Charmoids are, they can only be slaves."

"Loloria thinks so too, but the leader sister told us that beautiful appearance will make humans like them more and be more willing to work. The increased efficiency and motivation far outweigh the sacrificed performance." Loloria answered in a low voice behind him.

"Well, interests and hobbies are indeed the primary productive force, especially for people who have no worries about food and clothing." Tilan blinked.

When the three walked through the market and were about to continue to see what was available, a burst of gunfire came from not far away, and then someone exclaimed.

"The sky, the sky!"

Tilan looked up and saw a few small dots in the sky in the distance, and then these small dots expanded rapidly, and gradually saw that it was a special race with butterfly wings on their backs.

The blue wings, with colorful patterns inside, are like gorgeous butterflies. They fly very fast, turning several times in the air, and easily avoid the shooting below. Then several of them suddenly swooped down, holding the dark blue rapiers to smash a covered cage in the market, rescued a tied child from it, and then returned to the sky.

The sound of horns rang out in the king's camp, and then gunshots were heard everywhere. Several flying figures were injured, and the butterfly wings on their backs were pierced, but they still staggered and insisted on flying into the sky and leaving to the south.

"Catch them!" Someone shouted in the camp.

Several guards of the slippery feather species jumped up from the high platform, rushed forward suddenly, and pounced on the backs of those butterfly wings. The two sides fought in the air. One of the butterfly wings was directly pierced by a spear, and under his delay, the other butterfly wings finally got away.

After that, even if the slippery feather guards wanted to chase, they couldn't fly that high.

Afterwards, the guards brought the severely injured and captured butterfly-winged figure to the camp, and the doctors in the king's camp were invited to come.

"Treat him, don't let him die."

"Damn it, the valuable little guy ran away, and this old guy is going to use him to pay off the debt." The slave trader on the side was furious.

In front of him, four doctors cast spells and began to heal the punctured wound.

"No, his internal organs are injured. The wound is very large. We can't stop the bleeding, and the internal organs are damaged, so it's basically impossible to cure." The doctors here are limited. Seeing that the man is getting weaker and weaker, his face began to turn pale and blue.

"He M..." The slave trader cursed viciously.

Seeing this scene, Tilan wanted to raise her hand and move forward, but soon put it down. She whispered a few words to Sura beside her, and the other party nodded.

"Are you still selling this slave? How much?" Sura rushed over.

"Do you want to buy it?" Seeing that this guy was about to die, and someone wanted to buy it, the slave trader's expression changed.

"Yes, I am useful. Do you want to sell me? If not, forget it." Sura answered very quickly.

"This..." The slave trader wanted to ask for a high price, but seeing the man's breathing getting weaker and weaker, he didn't dare to waste time. If he really died, he would be worthless.

"300 blood seals."

"Okay." Sura took out a gold from his arms. Although this thing is not very useful, it is rare enough and difficult to imitate. It is also a natural equivalent in this land.

"Gold?" After receiving it, the slave trader weighed it in surprise, and then bit it again.

"Really, give it to her." After saying that, he quickly waved his hand and asked the people around him to send the dying man out.

Seeing them let go, Sura asked several foxtails behind him to lift the man and send him to the caravan station in the market.

Soon, Tilan walked into the tent covered with curtains and performed emergency surgery and treatment on the man.

About 10 minutes later, she washed her hands and walked out.

"How is it, have you rescued him?" Sura saw that the girl looked normal, and could not guess the specific situation.

"She's rescued, and she will probably need to rest for a while." Tilan pressed her finger lightly on her chin.

"Let two people watch him, and when he wakes up, call me, and I will communicate with him." As a singer, she has many ways to calm the other party down and be obedient.

I didn't expect to see the butterfly eye species here. As a dependent race of the dark sun Tricalans, it is also one of the 'four kinds of sky wings'. The butterfly eye species is a powerful race even at the end of the fifth era. Their gene template is taken from the illusion eye species, and it has been further optimized on its basis. Its reconnaissance and illusion capabilities are top-notch, and it has used a large number of phantom fighters in interstellar wars. These fighters that stack and create illusions have brought great interference to many enemies. The earliest source of the 'illusion mist' used by the Federation to immerse in movies is said to be borrowed from the scale powder on the butterfly eye species that defeated it at the end of the fifth era.

I don't know how they became so backward, or maybe this is just a branch of the Butterfly Eye species, and the main body of the Butterfly Eye species had already moved to other star systems with the Dark Sun Tricalans, and finally was completely annihilated by the Federation's fleet in the star region of the northern galaxy with the Dark Sun Tricalans.

(End of this chapter)