The mammoth warrior kept glancing over this territory.

In addition to these two Foxes, he also saw familiar figures from some corners. If he had not admitted his mistake, he would be sure that it was the Tremen of the Tribe.

Why do there are so many behemoths in this territory?

"Let me go!" Alice bit the mammoth warrior's arm hard. The mammoth's skin that was rougher than the bark made the little girl feel sad. However, the mammoth warrior still let go of her hand.

"Who are you?"

The mammoth warrior frowned and waved to his companion behind him.

Fox is a tribe's nobleman.

They must have their own reasons for appearing here.

"Sir Locke, Sir Locke, the orthodox heir to the family of Locke," Locke held his head with a proud look.

"Sorry, Lord Jazz. Why do you and your sister appear in human territory?" It turns out that he was a nobleman, and the mammoth warrior was in awe. He bowed slightly to Locke, and then asked.

"Idiot, do I, a nobleman, need to tell you what I am going to do next?" Locke frowned.

Alice pursed her mouth.

Leren also retreated because the Mammoth Warrior was going to take Alice away this time.

The slaves held their weapons tightly and looked at these behemoths with vigilance.

"What if I'm asking you?"

A slightly sharp sound came from behind the mammoth warrior. After hearing the sound, Bemon, who was blocking in front, quickly asked to look at a small intersection.

Leren frowned in confusion.

This sound is somewhat familiar.

A bloated figure came over the darkness.

This figure gradually became clear. It was a fat human. He was wearing silk cloth clothes that showed his identity and his face was covered with greasy.

"Vissue Vimede?"

Leren quickly recognized the other party. He was a human who stayed in the tribe and was called the Mangke race by the tribe. Last time, he bought 10,000 sets of equipment with Yang Dashuan at one time, and agreed to come to pick up the goods in July. Why is it him?

"Just, I ask you as a viscount - why did you appear here? Did you also be deceived by the lord of this territory?" Viscount Viscount Vemed frowned.

fraud?

This word comes from the words that this group of behemoths talk about as soon as they appear.

Leren blinked, what was going on?

"Sir Viscount, I think you misunderstood. Why is Roger a liar?" Alice quickly explained.

Viscount Vimede sneered and strode forward.

The Mangke glanced coldly at the three little girls standing at the entrance of the town and asked contemptuously. "Misunderstanding?"

Really confused.

The girls were confused by Viscount Vimede's expression.

"It was not until I returned to the tribe that our great Resak Remay reminded me that how could shameless humans sell us tribe weapons, and ten thousand sets at a time. This is simply a fantasy!"

So that's it!

Leren suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master Viscount, I think we really have a misunderstanding. These are things Roger did without hiding from the Principality, and no one will know. Moreover, our blacksmiths are still making equipment overnight. We will definitely pay you all the weapons before the agreed time." Leren said quickly.

"Okay, now hand over all the weapons to me, I believe you are not liars." Vimede raised the corner of his mouth.

Leren was stunned.

Looking at the other person's expression, Vimede couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.

"What's wrong? You can't hand it over, I know you're liars. By the way, sir. Why are you here because of this?" Vimede said, turning his eyes to Locke, who was stunned by the side.

Fucked.

Locke's heart was chilled.

He just saw with his own eyes the work of the blacksmith shop in full swing, which was not something that could be done by pretending to behave.

But why is this Viscount so sure that the lord here is a liar?

And even His Majesty already knew what he said.

Locke couldn't help swallowing.

"Hmph, no matter what the reason you are here. I advise you to leave here early, because this territory will soon no longer exist." Vimede shouted sternly. "Now I give you two options, either hand over your lord or hand over your weapons. Otherwise, I will make all of you unable to see the sun of tomorrow!"

"Rogue is not in the territory now!" Leren took a deep breath.

"Then I will hand over ten thousand sets of weapons." Vimede did not leave any sympathy at all.

"Sir Viscount, please listen to our explanation." Alice quickly stood up, "This is the thing... We have been delaying a lot of time, so we have not completed all the weapons you want. Don't you just come to pick up the goods in July? It's only mid-May. You are two months earlier than the agreed time!"

Alice told all the things about the lack of water in the dry season, the public team and the wasteland robbers.

Yang Dashuan is not in the territory now, so they can only delay time as much as possible and wait until Yang Dashuan returns.

And it cannot have too much conflict with these behemoths.

"Hmph, let's make up the story. Miss Fox, I have to say that the story you made up is very real. But I don't care. Either you let me see the lord, or you hand over all the weapons and armor to me." Vimede interrupted Alice without hesitation.

This is obviously unreasonable.

Even Joan of Arc could see this.

"Cousin, transfer all your people to me and stop them!" Alice suddenly became furious. "Don't think we are soft persimmons. Tell you that if you want to level the territory, you have to ask us if you can!"

With Mrs. Alice's words, the slaves quickly arrived and blocked all the ways that Bemon could enter the territory.

The conflict began to appear on a small scale and there was no sign of expansion yet.

"Sister Alice, you can't do this, calm down." Leren hurriedly persuaded.

"Why can't you do this? They've bullied us! I can't stand it anymore if you can tolerate it." Joan of Arc became angry. These behemoths were aggressive and did not give them any room for leeway, nor did they listen to their explanations. "Listen, slaves, if these behemoths dare to break in, break their legs for me!"

Leren blinked.

Things can't end, what should I do?

What would he think when Yang Dashuan came back and saw that the territory had become such a virtue?

Forget it, since you can't get rid of it anymore, let's continue to make trouble. If Yang Dashuan was here, he would definitely think so. Fengye Town has never had the only share of bullying others, and there has never been a precedent for others to come to bully him.

"Brother-in-law, let them get all the people you bring." Since the trouble started, Leren was not a person who was afraid of trouble. He grabbed Locke, who wanted to slip away in the chaos.

"How can this work? The other party is a viscount!"

Locke was stunned for a moment.

In fact, it is not just in alliances, but even in tribes. The hierarchy restrictions between nobles are very clear, and no one dares to offend the dignity of superior nobles.

Of course, Locke didn't dare either.

"Brother-in-law?" Leren smiled, looking at this smile, Locke suddenly felt that he seemed to have seen Yang Dashuan's usual smile. "If you don't do this, I will say to these behemoths--it was you who sold Alice to this territory. I think this viscount would be happy to hear such words!"

Locke's face turned pale.

Without having time to think about it, this guy nodded wildly.

After a while, another group of Bemon rushed out from the south side, blocking the territory and blocking the way of Viscount Vimede's subordinates.

"What's going on? Whose person are you?" Viscount Vimed didn't react for a long time. He didn't know where these behemoths rushed out, and he specifically blocked his own way.

"We are Sir Rock."

A pighead man screamed at the top of his throat.

This group of more than one hundred Pig-headed men crossed the gate of Maple Leaf Town, blocking the path of the mammoth warriors. Since they were both Bemon, the mammoth warriors didn't know what to do for a while, so they could only turn their attention to Viscount Vimede for help.

"Sir Fox!" Vimeder was furious. "Transfer your people away, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

Vimede shouted, searching for Locke's figure.

But Locke had already lost his feet, and no one agreed to Vimede's throat.

Seeing this situation, Leren couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He has already controlled the scene, so he will wait for Yang Dashuan to come back. Logically, he should have been back a long time ago. I don’t know how long these Pigs can last here, forget it, don’t think about it, if you can hold on for a while, you can hold on for a while.

But Leren's thoughts were completely shattered the next moment.

"Your Highness the Prince!"

Amid the shouts of the mammoth warriors, Rhine, who was garlic-nosed, walked in from outside.

The prince of the tribe!

All the Beamons immediately made way out.

Perhaps the gap in titles made these behemoths a little rebellious, but when faced with the royal family, they could only end up being honest and bowing their heads.

Mag was very angry today.

In the Altlan Valley, he was actually destroyed by a human being. Not only did he not catch the Komodo giant, but he was stripped of all his clothes by the damn giant. He covered the leaves like this and ran back.

I originally thought I could take this territory as soon as possible, but who knew that there has been no progress until now.

"Bastard, you idiots, get out of here!"

Mag roared angrily.

Just as he was about to say the next sentence, a rumbling vibration came from afar.

Under the moonlight, a long line was driving rapidly towards here.

"It's a war beast!"
Chapter completed!