No obstacle was encountered. Whether it was the Tiger Clan or the Lion Clan, the commander who guarded important passages, carefully examined the documents delivered by the Rangers in advance, they ordered the guard posters to move out the obstacles and let the fully armed team go.

There is no need to consider replenishment. The checkpoints and cities passing by along the way will take out food for free. The quality of the food can only be said to be average, but it can guarantee a considerable amount of meat, and salt that is extremely precious to many residents of remote cities.

"This is a rule set by the Tribal Union Congress many years ago. All tribal members must provide free food to military personnel who go to or leave Lock Dragon Pass. If they encounter large-scale attacks by white people in the south, the food standards will be raised to the highest level."

While resting, Liao Qiu ate a piece of thick noodles with meat. This is the territory of the Lion tribe. The wheat noodles in the cake are very small, most of which are corn flour and potato flour, which tastes very rough.

"The highest food grade?" Tianhao was very interested when he heard this for the first time.

"The soldiers participating in the war must be filled so that they can have strength." Liao Qiu picked up the leather bag placed at his feet and put it on his neck and took a big mouthful, rubbing the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand: "This is part of the wartime standard. In addition, oil and meat must account for half of the food supply. In addition, there must be salt. If you really can't take it out, honey can be used instead."

A trace of surprise flashed deep in Tianhao's quiet eyes.

This is a real nutritious meal that can ensure calories. The military food structure in the civilized era is much more complicated than this, but in terms of basic theory and ingredients, there is not much difference between the two.

In light of the current situation, Tianhao shook his head slowly, frowned and asked, "Can we really do this? Fifty percent of the fat and meat... If a village happens to be on the march route, there are only a few hundred residents, but the number of soldiers is as many as thousands, and the supply cannot meet the demand no matter what, what should we do?"

"They must give it!" Liao Qiu replied firmly: "Even if everyone in the village is killed, they must take out food that will give priority to the army."

Tianhao was a little skeptical about this: "Will you really do this?"

"There were precedents before." Liao Qiu opened his mouth and bit a big bite of the pancake, and replied vaguely: "I have never seen things many years ago, and I have heard from others. It seems that it is a village of the Tiger or Lion tribe. In order to provide food to the Eagle tribe who reinforced the Longlong Pass, the village leader killed everyone, and finally he committed suicide in public. Since then, the kings of each tribe have changed their regulations and set out a fixed marching route inside the territory. There are no small villages along the way, only cities with a population of over 10,000, and the troops heading to the Longlong Pass must send people to contact the local city lords in advance to get them ready."

Tianhao nodded slightly.

It is not unreasonable that barbarians can survive tenaciously on this vast land and gather in groups.

Although they are ignorant, they know how to make choices and are willing to make sacrifices for the overall situation.

He suddenly couldn't wait to see the legendary pass.

...

At night, the Obsidian finally entered the southern waters.

There is no real "high sea" in this era. The definition of the south and the north in the sea is also very vague, far less obvious than the Dragon Lock Pass. Both whites and barbarians know how to use compass, but in terms of navigation and shipbuilding technology, the whites have long left the northern barbarians far behind.

The fleet of two seacraft, one big and one small, began to slow down from the morning. When it reached dusk, Zhengjiang ordered a "temporary stay" in this strange sea area with flags. This caused panic on the "Obsidian", and the sailors speculated whether it would be a barbarian and had any new ideas. Bob and Stewart quickly expressed their comforting personal opinions in the crowd. I think they just wanted to transport goods and supplies over, that's all.

They are hidden among sailors, and they will never easily reveal their identities until the critical moment. Bornal and Elizabeth are currently public enemies in the eyes of all sailors, and people know that they are very close to the northern barbarians. Especially Elizabeth, she even became the pet of the giant lord.

The night is getting deeper.

On the dark sea surface, the huge "Vior Snake" began to move closer to the "Obsidian". People threw cables in the air, tied the two ships together, and built temporary passages with iron locks and wooden boards. The atmosphere seemed solemn in darkness and silence.

Broken teeth had adapted to the life of shaking and bumping on the deck. He gently tapped the shoulders of the second pair of "Obsidian" with his fingers, and issued an English with a strong local accent: "Let everyone move on the deck and move quickly."

The moon kept moving through the dark clouds, and the light or dark light made the second face unstable. This man with deep thought showed flattery on his face. Facing the broken teeth standing in front of him like a mountain, he buried his hatred and murderous intent in his heart, agreed, and nodded and asked, "I'll let me notify them... Sir, the cargo hold on the ship is full, what else should I move?"

"Fur, gold, and gems." Broken teeth smiled carelessly, holding his belly with both hands, his kind expression was very natural. He has maintained this kind of friendly attitude since he went to sea: "This is the goods given to Elizabeth by Lord Lord, and it is also a compensation for you."

The second deputy was stunned for a few seconds and asked uncertainly: "...compensation?"

"We don't have the habit of killing people casually." Broken teeth chuckled and explained in the simplest and most convincing way: "There are many lies in this world. You have to see them with your own eyes and try them to understand the truth or falsehood. Haha... Take cannibalism as an example. After living in the village for so long, who have you seen us treat as snacks?"

Second, he shook his head subconsciously, with a look of confusion and no lie. He had never seen these barbaric giants feed on human flesh.

"Go and do what you should do!" Shattered teeth smiled, and studying hard English for several months gave him the ability to communicate with white people: "I have to leave if I move things over. If there is still a chance in the future, you are welcome to visit the north."

Looking at the tall back as he turned around and left, the second pair was slightly lost.

For the first time, he felt that he would have made a wrong decision?

Maybe things are not as complicated as you think.

Barbarians... can actually be friends?

The sailors soon gathered on the deck, surrounded by dozens of tall savages, and more savages jumped along the gang of ships to increase the number.

Zhengjiang leaned close to the broken teeth standing beside him and asked in a low voice with a grin, "Are you all here?"

The broken teeth had counted the number of people. He nodded with understanding. His smile against the huge fangs was also hideous: "A lot."

The depressed atmosphere enveloped the Obsidian. Humans did have mysterious perceptions of potential dangers. Although they were not very clear, the sailors saw some clues from the eyes of these bad-looking giants. Fear and anxiety spread in the crowd, and they began to whisper and panic.

Second Pillar felt his heart beating violently, he plucked up his courage to take a step forward, looked at the broken teeth with his eyes of anticipation and panic, and asked in a vain: "...Sir... As you told me, except for the helmsman and the lookout, the rest are here."

Bob is the helmsman and Stewart is the lookout. This is an important position on the ship, especially when two ships dock, someone must be on duty.

The broken teeth slowly pulled out the long-handled battle axe that was inserted obliquely on the back and let out a hearty laugh: "It's great. I will cut off your head as quickly as possible so that you can die without pain."

He said this in English and made it pronounced accurately.

Suddenly, all the sailors were in chaos.

"What, he's going to kill us?"

"No, this is not true. I want to go home...I don't want to die, I want to go home!"

"Oh my God, we were cheated."

"Jump into the sea, it's safer than on the boat!"

The sharp battle axe slashed from the air, and with a tingling whistling that made the scalp, it directly cut the second pair into two unconnected pieces. Broken teeth proved himself to be an honest and trustworthy man with practical actions. He did die without pain, at most he was a little scared. This terrible feeling permeated the soul of the deceased and could never be erased.

Zhengjiang rushed into the crowd with great strides, reached out and grabbed the shoulders of a sailor who was running away from him, and his right steel knife avoided the hard bone part and stabbed it into the other party's side abdomen. The tip of the knife penetrated out from the position slightly below the front chest.

A sailor who reacted very quickly rushed to the side of the ship and jumped into the sea. The night and sea water were indeed the best cover at this time, but he did not receive the protection of the God of Luck and could not avoid the barbarian archers standing on the "Great Venom". They had already held crossbows and each selected their own targets. Two arrows fired from different positions roared and shot through the sailor's body in the air. He screamed and suddenly changed his jumping posture, as if the bird shot by the hunter had rolled in the air, plummeted into the sea, splashing countless bloody waves.

The sailors were unprepared.

The friendly conversation between Broken Tooth and the second pair made them relax their vigilance. No one carries weapons with them, and everyone is fascinated by the valuable goods they imagine. Fur, gold, gems... these fascinating words sound so beautiful. Elizabeth deserves to die, but before cutting off her head and asking for merit from the local nobles, no one will refuse to fill his pocket with shiny gold coins.

Anyway, the barbaric giants always have to leave. Not far ahead is the maritime cordon of the White Kingdom, where there is a huge fleet patrol. No matter how strong the protection ability of the "Viori" is, it cannot stop the volley of up to hundreds of artillery guns.

We are safe.

We're almost home.

Zhengjiang slashed a sailor's head with his backhand and smiled grimly in the blood splattering like a spring: "Kill them all, no one will be left!"

This killing cannot be considered a battle at all. Regardless of height or physique, the barbarians all have the upper hand.

The Obsidian must be controlled by someone to drive to this position. For the barbarians, the sea boats of the white southerners are too small, just like adults fiddling with baby toys, which will be broken if they are accidentally done, so they have to keep these sailors for the time being and let them play their final value.

They must die.

Except for Bonall, Bob and Stewart, who were implanted with spores, there is a possibility of leaking the information.

The killing did not last long, and for the elite barbarians who had been through the battle formation, this task was no difficulty.

Soon, the deck was filled with corpses.

Zhengjiang bent down and grabbed a dying sailor from the ground, staring at the other party at close range under the cold moonlight. He ignored the sailor's crying and begging, dragged him to the side of the boat, pushed his upper body out, pressed the sailor's back with his left hand, and slashed the steel knife with his right hand. The crying stopped abruptly, and the head separated from his neck fell to the sea.

The cleaning work is simple. As the bodies were thrown into the sea, the sharks were attracted by the smell of blood. These hungry creatures scrambled around the sea boat, and the shabby teeth and Zhengjiang commanded their men to use wooden barrels to rush Shanghai water to wash away the dirty blood on the deck.

Ten barbarian sailors were left behind, and Zhengjiang led the rest back to the "Vior Snake", loosened the iron lock and cable, and gradually separated the distance between the two ships.

Of course there is no problem in operating the sea ship in a short period of time and controlling the "Osidian". The sea surface is calm and the sea blockade line is still a distance away from the White Kingdom. Broken teeth direct everyone to change their course and head to the west.

In the second half of the night, I saw the outline of the land vaguely.

This is a secret bay recorded by the former captain of Obsidian in his diary. There are no reefs nearby, so you can easily drive the boat into it according to the charts drawn on the diary. What’s important is that it is very far from Lock Dragon Pass and has penetrated deep into the hinterland of the White Kingdom.

Elizabeth walked out of the cabin under Bornard's escort. Although she had not witnessed the previous killings, she heard the shouts of killing outside and smelled the blood remaining on the deck.

Broken teeth walked to her and said seriously: "We have arrived at the place. According to the Lord's instructions, we have done everything we should do. Next, everything depends on you."

The girl pursed her lips tightly, revealing the arrogance and indifference unique to the nobles.

"Thank you for me to report back to you, I will faithfully execute every command of him. I will do well and I will be the pride he is proud of."

...

More than a month later, the team arrived at the Lock Dragon Pass.

The huge pass is set in the middle of two mountain ranges. The steep mountain is crisscrossing east and west, stretching for thousands of miles. The sudden terrain suddenly rises, like straight steps, forming a terrible obstacle in the center of the surface. Huge rocks stand on the ground and stabbing into the sky like a steel knife. There is no sign of plant growth, and even the top of the mountain is bare, full of hard black volcanic rocks.

This is a real barren land, a scar left by the violent changes in the earth's crust on the surface of the earth. The huge plates pushed the mountain ranges, and the cooled magma caused the terrain to tilt from north to south, forming an absolute advantage that was unilaterally beneficial to the northern barbarians and was conducive to defense.
Chapter completed!