Taking over the slave contracts of these Northland barbarians from George means that the business has ended.

Suso kept a secret and suggested to the Grey Dwarf that he and Alexander hoped to borrow his farm for a while to use it to resettle these northern barbarians and craftsmen slaves, and the reward was ten golden eagle coins.

George agreed readily, ten Golden Eagle coins are also money, and it is a little bit to be returned.

After sending George out of the farm, Sulun came to these barbarians, and he was about to have a good talk with these guys.

These guys were about two meters tall, each with big and round waists. When they saw Susu and Alexander coming over, they stood there with their arms around, and seemed not to take them seriously at all.

Behind them, the elderly, weak, women and children looked at their new masters curiously.

Suso shrank his neck, quietly slowed down, and landed his figure behind Alexander.

This kind of muscular man should be left to Alexander to solve. With his strength, it might be similar...isn't it?

The method to conquer these northern barbarians is very simple, to win them or to fight for wine, but Alexander doesn't have the patience.

"George thinks that he has already told you very clearly. From today on, you will be my slaves."

Alexander walked up to the group of northern barbarians, took out the slave contract from his arms, and said.

None of these barbarians spoke.

Obviously, no intelligent creature is willing to be an appendage to others, and even these brainless guys understand the importance of freedom.

"I don't expect you to accept me in your heart. I just need to ask you to obey my orders completely."

Alexander's request is very simple. These guys can just hit wherever they point.

"What if you let us die?"

A tall barbarian tribe separated his companions and walked to Alexander and asked in a gulp.

"I'll let you die, haha, you're overestimating yourself. In my eyes, you don't even have the qualifications to die."

Send to death?

Such a professional job is the fourth natural disaster, and is it a good job for you guys who only have the "rude" minds to do it?

"you!"

Being so despised, the group of northern barbarians suddenly became angry, and they all widened their eyes and glared at the shameless little man in front of them.

That's right, in the eyes of these guys, Alexander, who is about 1.9 meters tall, is just a small man.

A small man who can only brag!

If the prophets in the clan hadn't known where they were brought to by the slave traders, how could they have been despised by a small man?

Lord Prophet is an existence that step into the legend with one foot!

"Why, look at your appearance, you are still very dissatisfied?" Alexander grinned, took a step forward in the alert eyes of the barbarians, and came to the guy who had just made a comeback.

"Give me your hand."

Although he didn't know what the little man in front of him meant, he couldn't help but handed his hands and iron shackles mixed with fine gold powder to Alexander according to Alexander's words.

Facing the confused gaze of the barbarians in front of him, Alexander stretched out his right hand and put it on the iron shackles.

Amid the harsh sound of "crunching", Alexander's right hand raised blue veins, and the fine iron shackles gradually changed shape.

A crisp "click" sound was mixed with fine gold and fine iron shackles were broken by Alexander with one hand!

Faced with this scene, the barbarian warriors' open mouths could stuff a dread clawed dragon egg into them!

The gods are above!

That thing is mixed with pure gold, why was it broken by this little guy?

They had tried this when they were sold as slaves, but they were all over their body, and the shackles didn't react at all!

Could it be that this little man really has that much strength?

The northern barbarian in the lead looked incredible, and he carefully stretched out his arms and moved his wrists.

Alexander had a piece of his right hand, and a fine metal powder "flutter" fell from his palm.

The mouths of these barbarians opened even wider.

This is even more terrifying than twisting, and it is crushed into powder directly!

These muscular men feel that their values ​​have been severely impacted today.

"I ask you, with my strong strength, you weak guys still need me to be guards?"

Alexander said with his hands on his back.

"Master, please forgive my ignorance. Your power is not something we can guess."

The leader of the barbarian knelt on one knee and expressed his intention of surrender.

The other barbarians followed one after another.

Alexander looked at the black barbarians who were kneeling down and nodded with satisfaction.

What you want is this effect, and it will cost you a lot of money.

"Tell me, how many of you are adult soldiers, and how many are elderly and women and children."

The answer was very satisfying to Alexander. Among the 115 northern barbarians, 75 were adult soldiers, which means less than 40% of the elderly, weak, women and children.

However, it is normal to think about it carefully. In such a cold environment in the north, coupled with the extremely harsh living conditions as a slave, it is considered that George, a slave trader, has a little conscience.

"Mr. Susso and I will lead a group of people to the wilderness to open up our own territory, and you will exist as the guards of the team. I promise you that as long as the territory is established successfully, you will become the first free people of the territory."

Hearing this, a trace of heat flashed in the eyes of these barbarians.

Only after losing freedom can you feel the preciousness of freedom.

"So, sir, what about us?"

The craftsman slave beside him asked timidly.

"Don't worry, you'll have a chance."

Alexander's smile was unfathomable.

Next, Alexander and Suso counted the expertise of these barbarian warriors. Among the seventy-five people, only fifteen people met, twenty people had the expertise, and the rest were some ordinary warriors.

But even ordinary warriors among these barbarians, facing slave warriors who were nearly thirty or fifty Golden Eagle coins in the slave market, these guys were easy and effortless to fight one or two, one or three.

As for the elderly, weak, women and children, they only seem weak in the eyes of those barbarians. In fact, they also have a certain combat power, and it is more than enough to play a supporting position.

However, what surprised Alexander was that one of them actually had the expertise and was also the only Northland barbarian among the barbarians who reached the extraordinary middle level.

His name is Hope, and he is the guy who has just made his debut.

These guys are good everywhere, except they have no brains and can eat.

Statistical expertise is mainly to facilitate the configuration of weapons and equipment for these guys.

This is the highlight and the most expensive place.

No matter which world or plane, weapons trade is one of the most profitable industries.

Even if these barbarian warriors are equipped with standard leather armor, each piece requires ten golden eagle coins, and seventy-five people are 750.

Alexander also wanted to uniformly equip these guys on plate armor, but the conditions really did not allow it.

The price of an ordinary steel plate armor that has not been enchanted is about 1,500 Golden Eagle coins. Now even if you take Alexander and Susso’s pockets up, you can’t make up the money to buy two sets of plate armor.

Seventy-five leather armor, forty battle axes, twenty two-handed machetes, fifteen giant axes, and a giant sword. After this set, Alexander's property in his pocket fell from four digits to three digits in a blink of an eye.

Finally, Susuo used his three-inch tongue to successfully get the dwarf owner of the weapon store to give away forty stone-titled ropes for free, plus ordinary ammunition that matched it.

This stone-tearing rope is prepared for the elderly, weak, women and children of the barbarians.

Don't underestimate the catapult rope. As the oldest long-range weapon before the crossbow, this thing is not as good as the crossbow, but it has a considerable damage to the heavy armored warrior within a range of 100 meters.

The barbarians in the north have poor conditions and are unable to produce relatively high-end long-range weapons, so the catapults have become their favorite.
Chapter completed!