.I have a question, how much role can a cavalry play against a cavalry, a general with top-notch force?

~~~Divideline~~~

"Just just now, the scouts reported that hundreds of serpent wolves had appeared in front of them. Who thought the leader would do it?" Rehager seemed to not care about Stera's comment and continued to ask.

"I heard that the most terrifying creatures in this golden desert are not cruel and cold-blooded tigers and leopards, nor cunning and greedy sand thieves, but hundreds of whistling sand wolves, just as the proverbs of our country, 'No matter how proud the lion is, it must be afraid of the fierce wolves, and no matter how good the soldiers are, it is afraid of a group of slaves who have no swords but are willing to fight to the death'." Stera answered the question irrelevantly.

"What do you mean is that such a group of sand wolves cannot be dealt with by those defeated soldiers?" Rehager understood what he meant.

"It shouldn't be, unless they have external help." A trace of doubt flashed in Stella's eyes.

"Well, I understand; and, I would like to remind you that the proverb you just said was passed down from our Kingdom of Falls." Rehager said.

"Then I would like to remind you, Lord Thor, you are a descendant of the Odin clan, not just Falls's loyal dog! Okay, I'll go and see the wolf corpses in person and know who did it." After Stera said that, she laughed and ran towards the front team.

"Stera..." Rehagel's eyes were sharp but hesitant.

"Uncle, please come in quickly." A young man dressed in a waiter enthusiastically welcomed Lei Dongfeng and others into this tavern-like building.

This building is located under a date palm tree in the cold jade, facing the simple gravel road and backing against the underground river that eventually flows to the ground.

According to Zhang Ce, the inconspicuous one of the dozen or so unremarkable taverns in this cold jade is where the underground intelligence trading organization is located.

I saw a plaque hanging on the tavern - Biluoju.

Lei Dongfeng and others were not polite, and Li Long even took the lead and walked ahead. Before entering the door, Lei Dongfeng glanced at the street. In front of the shop opposite, a familiar figure was standing there casually, chatting with the boss in the dialect of the Golden Desert.

When he walked into the tavern, Lei Dongfeng looked at it and saw that it was like other buildings of Leng Jade, which were simply built of wood and wool felt. It was carefully divided into several rooms and even created a small second floor.

But compared with the simplicity of the appearance, the tavern is full of guests, including merchants, sand thieves, and people of all kinds gather together, and they are peaceful and lively.

Facing the entrance of the tavern is a relatively open hall, which is the layout of the hotel and the hotel in the Empire and the Dragon City.

It is also a rectangular counter with several rough clay pots on the counter, red paper pasted on it, and a big word written on it - wine.

A young beautiful woman stood behind the counter. She looked like a mixed race between the Empire and the Westerners. She had a hot figure like a Westerner woman. She was dressed as a typical Han woman. Her skin was as fat as a face, her face was covered with peach blossoms, her hair was tall, her silk shirt was slanted, her breasts were half exposed, and her head was covered with gold. She looked like a beauty.

The beautiful woman saw Lei Dongfeng and others walking in, smiled slightly, and said with a light lips: "A few guests, are you here to stay or drink? What's the matter with me?"

The sound was as sweet as sugar, and it was like a gentle moan on the bottom of the bed. Li Long, who had entered first, was stunned and felt a little addicted. The other drinkers in the hall showed joy on their faces, as if they were drunk.

Even people like Lei Dongfeng, who are strong-minded, were stunned.

"Why is this girl so familiar?" The old Taoist Lin Qingping felt as if he was facing a great enemy, with a sharp look on his face, and the sword was out of the sheath.

"Vox spirit, shameless!" Jiang Zhuying heard this voice, his pretty face turned slightly red, and he spat inwardly, and quietly pinched Lei Dongfeng.

"Uh... this sister, are you the shopkeeper?" Lei Dongfeng woke up and said something strange, but in the face of this coquettish woman, he was still a little unbearable, and he spoke incoherently.

"Oh, you little brother can't speak. I'm not that old. Just call me sister." The woman laughed, raised her incense slut in her hand and was about to throw it towards Lei Dongfeng.

"You, speak well!" Jiang Zhuying grabbed the woman's thin wrist with a sharp look.

"You guy, you look pretty, why are you so rude in your hands? You hurt me..." The woman frowned slightly, and looked frightened, making people feel very pitiful.

When those drinkers saw this, they even glared at each other. If someone had not recognized Chuck as Leng Feicui's young leader, someone would have stood up to "heroes save beauty."

Jiang Zhuying was unmoved, grabbed her hands and used force in secret. The old Taoist Lin Qingping, who was standing beside her, sneered repeatedly, but did not speak.

"Zhuying, stop." Lei Dongfeng suddenly said.

"Hmph--" Jiang Zhuying didn't listen to others, but Lei Dongfeng's words were heartfelt, and he snorted coldly and let the woman go.

"This sister is Roland, right?" Zhang Ce asked.

"Oh, why do I think you are so kind-hearted? You are the young master of Leng Feicui, Mr. Chuck, right?" The woman shook her wrist and was not angry. Instead, she glanced at Jiang Zhuying charmingly, and then told Chuck.

"That's right, Sister Roland also knows Xiao Ke?" Zhang Ce sighed inwardly that this woman was difficult to deal with.

In fact, Chuck left Leng Feicui at the age of 13. He had only heard that he had never seen the contact person of this intelligence trading organization before. This time, Zhang Tian told him that there was such a contact person named Roland, and Zhang Tian didn't know her background.
Chapter completed!