Chapter 85： : First contact with aborigines (1/2)
Everyone marched toward the village vigorously.
carelessly, upright and upright.
has no meaning to hide.
The arrival of quickly attracted the attention of soldiers patrolling outside the village.
Especially Zong Shen, who is riding a blood-tooth wild boar, is particularly eye-catching.
The five-meter-long wild boar is not easy to mess with wherever it is placed.
The person who can take this terrifying creature as a mount is definitely not small.
Not to mention the few people who followed behind on prairie horses. Every one of them looked extraordinary, and they were definitely powerful people.
The soldiers who patrolled were only Avalon Tier 1 armed militias. The most common professional soldiers were trained by the Avalon Tier 1 Barracks.
These soldiers wore light leather armor with the roaring emblem of the Avalon dragon, armed with long swords, and stepped on leather boots.
is indeed more mighty than the average farmer, but for Zong Shen, who is used to seeing the second-tier and even the third-tier fighters, these first-tier soldiers are nothing.
Zongshen looked at the leading soldier casually.
This is a slightly thin blond young man about 1.8 meters tall.
Zongshen has a panoramic view of his attributes.
【Avalon Armed Militia: Colin】
[Faction: Avalon Kingdom]
【Current Status: Neutral】
[Level: 10]
【Power: 16】
[Agility: 12]
【Wisdom: 7】
[Charm: 7]
[HP: 235]
【Cleave damage: 36】
【Head armor value: 0】
【Upper body armor value: 18】
【Lower body armor value: 10】
[Magic Resistance: 5]
[Skill: Dragon Chop lv1 (Quickly split three swords, each sword completes 1.05/1.1/1.15 multiples of slash damage, cooling time 1h)
Passive skills: basic swordsmanship lv1 (increases damage by 5% while holding the sword)]
(Avalon’s recruit, who has completed barracks training, but still lacks combat experience)
There are a total of twelve armed militias in this squad.
They held up their weapons and stopped in front of Zong Shen and others nervously.
The famous soldier headed by looked at the hideous blood-red fangs of Ba Jie, and their calves were a little squiggly.
”This...this lord...”
”Please explain your intentions!”
He drew his dagger, held it horizontally in front of him, and asked baffledly.
Zongshen heard this and showed a gentle smile.
”I am a lord near here, and I want to come to Sitano Village to buy some food, and I want to talk to your village chief.”
”These people are my subordinates.”
Zong Shen said straightforwardly.
His tone was very gentle, which relieved the tension of the militiamen.
These aborigines all have their own thoughts and feelings and follow the rules of this world.
For these simple guys, Zong Shen never thought of despising him.
”Good lord, but you and your subordinates may not be able to enter the village...”