Just as the sky was dawn, Leren and Alice arrived in vain. Behind him, a group of equally exhausted slaves were staring at Yang Dashuan's figure.

Yang Dashuan in Maple Leaf Town had no idea when he became the backbone of everyone. Perhaps others did not notice this when he was there. Once he was away, everyone would feel restless. It was not until they saw Yang Dashuan sleeping peacefully on the hillside with Joan of Arc in his arms, everyone felt relieved. [bsp;   The slaves later consciously took over the patrol of the bear goblins. In order to avoid being approached by the enemy again, the Elf Musket Team occupied the small hill behind them at the first time, and observed all the places that could be explored in the wasteland with a condescending vision.

In order to reduce the burden on Yang Dashuan, after arranging some matters, Leren personally directed the slaves to patrol everywhere.

When I woke up, the girls were busy.

The poison on the swamp giants almost worked and it would not get in the way. After the wounds of all sizes were picked out of the arrow clusters, they were bandaged. It only took a day and a night to scar on the wounds.

As for the Komodo giant beasts, it is a little worse. After all, it is just a mid-level monster, and its physique is still much worse than that of the swamp giant. Moreover, most of the arrow rains of human scouts fell on the Komodo giant beasts, and there will be more toxins left in their bodies. Although it has no effect on the action, it still has some paralytic effects.

It will take at least half a day before the giant beasts can fully recover.

"How is it?" Yang Dashuan looked at Xien who was already ready to go. "Is Yu Du still in the way?"

Xien smiled faintly and pursed his mouth. "To be honest, it's not that good. The effect was a little stronger at that time, but the stamina was insufficient. If it weren't for too many arrows, it wouldn't have much impact on us. If we had a suit of armor, it would be almost done, and there would be no need to worry about such things."

Yang Dashuan turned the Ring of the Fire God in his hand and laughed. "There will be weapons and armor. When we rob the military warehouse of the 200,000 troops this time, there will be nothing left. When we return to the territory, I will celebrate your achievements."

"Master, I will need two sets of armor at that time. Wear one during the day and one at night." Sheen grinned, afraid of slapping his butt. "The scouts are so shameless. They always stab my butt with that little knife. I always feel like my butt has been fucked."

"Success, don't mention two sets. Three sets will be done!" Yang Dashuan nodded. "We must slow down tonight, make sure to find a place to hide before dawn. Wait until the next night, that is when we show our skills. Everyone comes over and plan to tell you again!"

A dozen swamp giants immediately surrounded him.

Yang Dashuan drew a big circle on the ground with a wooden stick, "This is Gothic City."

The painting is so ugly! Xien thought.

"When it's dark, we will start to act separately. During the day, I will first enter the city, and at night you will attack from the front. Don't be afraid. The public team is stationed outside the Gothic City, which is almost twenty kilometers away from us. It takes about three hours to wait until they come to rescue! In order to ensure safety, we only have half of the time. During this period, you have to try to create the greatest momentum and attract everyone's attention. But don't have a head-on conflict with the other party!"

Yang Dashuan paused and continued.

"In order to avoid some soldiers guarding the warehouse, I will release the Azeroth Fire Snake and the Rock Puppet, which can reduce the pressure on you. But remember, once you see the Azeroth Fire Snake and the Rock Puppet appear at the same time, it means that things have been accomplished and you can retreat immediately. This action is mainly about Sheen, and everyone must listen to Sheen."

"Dad, what about me?"

As soon as he heard that he had nothing to do with him, Iverson was immediately anxious. Before Yang Dashuanhua finished speaking, he rushed to say it.

Yang Dashuan laughed and patted Iverson's chest. "Why did I forget my son? You are waiting to pick me up in this place outside the city. I will rush to your place as soon as possible after the matter is done. Our gathering place is here, and then the ladies will pick us up. If there are pursuers, leave it to them to solve. After coming back, all the matter will be left to Leren."

The wooden stick was pestle on the ground, and Yang Dashuan rolled his eyelids and looked around. "How is it, what else do you don't understand? Ask now!"

The swamp giants shook their heads repeatedly, all of which said they had understood.

"Disband!" clapped his hands.

The swamp giants responded in a muffled voice, and led their respective Komodo giant beasts over.

The remaining poison on the Komodo giant beast had not yet dissipated, and it was still a little stiff when walking. In order to quickly recover the damage caused by the triangular arrow clusters, the ogre used the earth method on the wasteland to apply wood ashes on all the wounds and cover them with mud. Now the mud was slapped and pink meat was revealed in the wounds.

The swamp giant stuffed the beast's mouth with chews, clasped the reins, turned over and jumped up.

Yang Dashuan patted the Komodo giant beast in front of him. The giant beast lowered itself and asked Lao Yang to walk up the corner.

"Are you ready?" Yang Dashuan tightened the reins and glanced over the swamp giant. "We will disband after dawn. You must wait until two hours after the sun sets before you can move!"

"It's ready!"

A group of swamp giants waved their hammers and shouted loudly.

Nodding, Yang Dashuan looked at Alice standing on the hillside. Alice's eyes were already red, and she just kept waving her hand. Yang Dashuan grinned and wanted to laugh, but she didn't laugh, but simply pounded her chest.

The Komodo giant beast moved its thick steps and moved quickly, and the entire ground seemed to tremble in an instant. Then Joan of Arc and Leren, who came to hear the sound, looked at the figure that was leaving and covered their mouths. The figure mixed with the swamp giant suddenly became so tall. Gradually, the figure quickly distanced the horizontal distance from the large army until it disappeared into the completely dim wasteland.

The wind is flying, the eternal wasteland.

It was not until the sky turned white that Yang Dashuan arrived outside Gothic City. After explaining some things to Iverson, Yang Dashuan jumped off the Komodo giant beast and entered the city alone.

The defense of Gothic City was not as strict as before the war, but was an unusual omission. Perhaps because the public team was stationed about twenty kilometers away, they felt that there was no need to be so nervous. In the hearts of almost all the Alliance people, 200,000 troops were enough to flatten three dilapidated and declining places like the extinction wasteland.

It is estimated that the swamp giants had found a location to hide at this time, so Yang Dashuan began to search everywhere with peace of mind.

Gothic City is an old city. Except for the city walls, other buildings are not generally high. This is to avoid war, and the collapse of buildings will cause too many casualties.

Not many people can know Yang Dashuan, and no one dares to openly draw the appearance of the Duchy Prince into a wanted image, so Yang Dashuan would not worry that anyone would recognize him. Walking around the city casually, the location of the armament warehouse was extremely conspicuous, as if he was afraid that others would not know.

The armament warehouse is very large, and it was temporarily renovated for more than a dozen ordinary private houses. It is dilapidated and the military funds inside can be seen at a glance.

The granary near the left hand should be the granary, with straw and broken rice on the entrance of the house. On the right hand is the military warehouse, which can be seen by just the reflection from the house. Seeing this scene, Yang Dashuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He wished he could rush in now and sweep everything away.

However, after scanning a few figures from the corner of his eyes, Yang Dashuan immediately suppressed the impulse in his heart.

A senior presiding judge with gold edges embroidered on his clothes, and a dozen intermediate presiding judges embroidered with silver edges... There are about three or four hundred people from the courtroom in this Gothic city. You must be more vigilant in everything and not ruin big things because of impulse.

He turned around quietly and entered the bar next to the road.

The bar was very happy. Yang Dashuan picked a corner and ordered a few glasses of ale and sat down.

Then the dozen judges came in.

The atmosphere in the bar suddenly became depressed, and the talkative talk became much smaller. Many customers hurriedly finished drinking the glass of wine and escaped outside the door. After all, the courtroom is famous, and they are the "devils" who can live in pools of light and blood!

However, there are still many people in the bar, because even the judges knights have no right to deal with ordinary people.

Especially those who have devout faith in goddesses.

Yang Dashuan originally planned to mingle among the crowd and slip away with oil, but after thinking about it, he sat back. Because these ten or so judges were actually talking about some things related to him.

"His Excellency Greg, it's been half a month since those people have not heard of it yet. Have they encountered any trouble?" A middle-level judge with a slightly bloated appearance and a pockmarked face said in a low voice. "Did you encounter any trouble in the wasteland?"

The man sitting above the round table was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was quite burly in shape. The loose judgment robe not only did not hide his hidden power, but instead looked even more dangerous. On the middle-aged man, Yang Dashuan smelled a strong smell of blood. This smell was not really "smelling", but could be seen at a glance.

Those eyes that were always shining with cold light were tempered through how much war and blood... no one knows this.

When he heard this, Yang Dashuan sat back calmly and buckled the hood behind the cloak on his head. This kind of outfit is not uncommon in Gothic City, because it is a marginal city, many wanted criminals like to do this. Of course, there are many sages who are unwilling to reveal their identities. No one is so stupid that he can pull out Yang Dashuan with a hood and take a good look.

"It's impossible. Can the five judges and one intermediate presiding judge still deal with this kid?" Someone next to him smiled contemptuously. His voice was a little sharp. Because he was leaning against Yang Dashuan, Yang Dashuan did not see clearly what this guy looked like. "You must know that back then, even two or three intermediate presiding judges were enough to escape from the undead magician Xiu Yi. Besides, they brought so many judges with them."

Yang Dashuan pursed his lips, thinking that these guys have been turned into shit by giant beasts and have become the nutrients forever in the wasteland.

"Shut up, you idiots." Greg's voice rang out like thunder, and he gently put down the wooden cup full of ale. "Never forget the first item of the judgment dogma-Don't underestimate your opponent!"

Greg's eyes swept over the knights who lowered their heads because of being scolded, and their calloused thick fingers gently pulled the table. "Remember, he is the winner of the 'ten-year-old', and he is also the godson of His Majesty the Pope. Don't overestimate yourself! Otherwise, why did the Judgment send me and another senior judge here? Remember, don't make those small moves. We don't need to compete with Uther for such credit... It is the most important thing to survive."

"Mr. Greg, you are not sure about dealing with him?" The presiding judge with a stingy face widened his eyes, looking like he was unbelievable. "You must know that in the entire court, your strength is only below the judge and that guy..."

It seemed that this pockmarked person had spoken to Greg's heart, and Greg couldn't help but frown.

The change in the expression of the senior judge immediately made the boys shut their mouths and looked around coldly. Greg drank the ale in the wooden cup. "Don't mention that old guy to me, I really can't figure out why the judge arranged me and him together."

"Hmph, as for that boy!" Greg sneered when he mentioned Yang Dashuan. "I am completely confident that I can kill him in the time of a cup of hourglass, even if he summoned those summoning objects!"

This arrogant sentence made Yang Dashuan raise his eyebrows slightly, and he couldn't help but look at Greg again.

No wonder Old John personally rushed to Maple Leaf Town to remind him of this matter - the Rock Puppet and Azeroth Fire Snake are indeed powerful, but they are only targeting ordinary people and some weaker guys. If the opponent is strong enough to a certain extent, he can even kill you before you summon these things.

It turns out that there is such a boorish person!

Yang Dashuan was very careful. He felt that when he came to Gothic City, he shouldn't just empty the armament warehouse. These two senior presiding judges were also more difficult guys. Since he dared to speak so arrogantly, he would definitely have some ability. And the other senior presiding judge sounded even better than him... Even if these two guys were not in harmony, it would be enough to drink a pot by himself.

So should we think of killing one first? Yang Dashuan drank ale and had a bad idea.

"So yourselves, will our plan proceed as usual?" asked Maziface.

plan?

Yang Dashuan quickly raised his ears, afraid that a word would be missed.

"Yes!" Greg nodded, and a well-behaved intermediate presiding judge quickly filled Greg's wine glass. "Grand Duke Peter really looked down on people. He was not at ease with the people from our courtroom to dispatch. He sent an army of 200,000 to guard the Gothic city. If it weren't for the order of the judge, I wouldn't have come to the wasteland with the actions of this old guy!"

There are also struggles in the church, and it has never stopped.

After all, this is the best chance for the Judgment to crack down on Old John's reputation within the church, so there is absolutely no mistake. Moreover, the Judgment Master also knew that Old John had been to the Wasteland repeatedly... Although he knew that a senior judge was enough to subdue Yang Dashuan, for the sake of safety, the Judgment Master still sent two senior judges.

"The person who notified us will set off tomorrow as soon as dawn. We won't go with that old guy!" Greg said coldly.

"Yes, sir!"

The group of judges nodded repeatedly.

So you want to go to Maple Leaf Town in advance?

Yang Dashuan couldn't help but sneer. If the two senior judges acted together, maybe he really had no choice but to do anything to him. But since he decided to prepare to move forward alone, don't blame yourself for being rude. The girls were all preparing to respond at the location last night... Then just stay one or two more and ambush these arrogant guys!

After sucking the ale from the toast, Yang Dashuan got up and left.

This time I gained a lot. Not only did I find the location of the armament warehouse, but I also knew the plan of Greg, the senior presiding judge. Now, just find a hidden location and wait until it gets dark, and you can turn Gothic City upside down!

After tying the brim of the hat, he was hit on the head by a hurrying man.

The guy was unstable for a moment, and in a hurry he stepped on the threshold and immediately fell down his butt and squatted.

There was a malicious ridicule in the bar, and the guys in the trial laughed the worst and loudest. The man sat on the ground and looked at Yang Dashuan without blinking his eyes, and kept pointing at Yang Dashuan's nose with his fingers.

My day!

Isn’t this the old acquaintance who has been beaten by himself - the barbarian Qi Dan?

Yang Dashuan kept rolling his eyes, and at this time he just wanted to slash him with an axe.

There was almost no time to think. When he recognized the other party as the barbarian Qi Dan, Yang Dashuan strode forward and swung towards Qi Dan's forehead. The Adidian leather boots covered with iron nails are not so easy to deal with. Even with a good mouthful of teeth, the barbarian would have to lose all his teeth.

With one kick, Qi Dan's face was covered in blood and his eyes were blown out, and his mouth was full of good teeth were not even half left.

The laughter in the bar stopped suddenly, and the people inside looked straight at Yang Dashuan and kicked Qi Dan to death with a desperate attempt.

Until two or three kicks, Qi Dan's face was sunken, and blood sprayed out like a faucet that could not be twisted. His whole body kept twitching... When he was about to die, Qi Dan burst out with force from somewhere, grabbed Yang Dashuan's feet and started roaring loudly.
Chapter completed!