The trees are lush, the hills are rolling, and the simple dirt road is also ups and downs, and it takes a lot of energy to walk. The woodpecker Epeck asked the battalion to rest where they were, while he lowered his head curiously, and looked through the straw baskets of the flag-turning captain Babe, looking at the so-called "good things".

"Lord God! What's all this? A small red pottery statue, made of bright and delicate Rain God's clay ()? Uh...why is there an arm missing?"

"...Small objects made of white oak, combs, spoons, wooden bells... Huh? What is this, a half-cut wooden plank? It seems to be an old graphic text of the Kingdom of Tarasco? Where did the other half go? Ah?!..."

"... Obsidian stone tools, no, this should be a sacrificial vessel, right? Scattered obsidian beads, shining streamers, this is the best obsidian! There are holes in it... Yes! Which three **** priests do you call I snatched the necklace from you? The ropes are all torn, and the beads are scattered. Stupid, idiot! The number and shape of these beads must be in line with the divinity! If they are scattered, they will be worthless , do you understand?..."

The woodpecker Epeck frowned and picked for a long time, his face alternately surprised and disappointed. These **** tribes who don't know where they come from are clumsy even when they rob, and they forcibly mutilate these valuable sacrificial vessels and ritual vessels, which is really helpless.

"Red pottery statues, white oak, obsidian...Are your flag teams so poor? Even grab these rags?...Oh no, it's not rags, but you will become rags after you rob them. You must have robbed a high priest of the old **** , Where is his divine scepter? Where is his jeweled magic weapon?..."

"Ah? What?! After we rob it, it's worthless?! Why!"

The words of the woodpecker Epeck were short and forceful, just like the "aggressive" woodpecker on the tree, which made the flag captain Babepecker dizzy. He stared wide-eyed, looked at Epeck in a daze, then pulled his hair vigorously, and then asked hesitantly.

"God...scepter? Is it that tattered, wooden stick? We didn't take it. That thing is very valuable? ... Oh, the red gemstone? That thing has been replaced! It has been replaced with a few copper spears. Red The barbarian who sent it said, if you like red, you will exchange it with a copper spear..."

"Uh! Come on, so you have already been picked? No wonder there are no good things!"

Epeck the woodpecker shook his head, turned around and was about to leave. Banner captain Ba Beipeu hastily stepped forward and grabbed the opponent.

"The rich chief! The powerful chief! Don't go! Good things, there are more!...Oh! There are some silverware, the red-haired barbarian wants to change, I didn't give them, it must be good things!..."

As he spoke, the banner captain Babepeck greeted behind him a few words. Then, two blue-haired hunters carried a tattered straw bag and handed it to the woodpecker Epeck.

"What is this? Oh! Silver mask, silver pendant chain, silver bracelet, um... the pattern is very old, like it was carved by the Otomi people... and the silver cup... huh? Why did you smash this cup flat? Damn it! The pattern is crumpled!..."

The woodpecker Epeck looked at it for a while, and his blood pressure rose again. He couldn't bear it any longer, and yelled at the gang of corn cobs.

"Witness of the Lord God! The next time you go out to plunder, can you touch it lightly?! The pottery statue is easy to crack, heavy and not worth grabbing. The inheritance plank must be complete. ?! The obsidian necklace needs to be a whole piece, and every bead must be missing! That ancient scepter you lost is worth more than this pile of rags!..."

"Also! The ruby ​​magic weapon is exchanged for a few copper spears. Are you stupid? You can sell it directly to the priest, and you can get ten copper axes in exchange!... Silverware is not considered valuable in the first place, it all depends on the gods engraved on it. Sexual pattern, the more simple the better, how can it be flattened?"

"Ah? Ah!...I...we just think about flattening it so it doesn't take up space so we can bring it back..."

Banner Captain Babei stuttered, his simple face was filled with heartache and sadness. But soon, he reacted and cursed loudly.

"Damn it! The red savage whose ashes are scattered in the wind! He lied to our gems!...Next time we meet again, I'll definitely blow him away!..."

"Boss, there are so many red-haired barbarians, there are so many flag teams, I can't count them on my fingers! They all have leather armor and weapons, we can't beat them..."

"Fart! Then we'll take the barbarian from Guamal together! The red-haired barbarian not only took our gems, but also the gold that the barbarian snatched from us!..."

"Boss, the wind barbarian and we are not going to deal with it! Last time, we almost got into a fight to **** prisoners of war and sell them to the chief!..."

"Damn it, shut up! It's all silverware you smashed!..."

"Boss, what are you talking about! I picked up the priest's old stick and prepared to use it as a burden. You told me to throw it away, saying it was a broken piece of wood..."

"Ah! You shut up!..."

"..."

Seeing these flag hunters arguing among themselves, Epe the woodpecker was a little speechless. He shook his head, turned around and was about to leave, but was grabbed by the banner captain Babe.

"Praise the lord god! Those who are rich... oh no, the mighty chief!... Just exchange for what you like! We don't want too much, you ask the price, take it as you want!..."

"Huh? This pile of broken..."

The woodpecker Epeck turned his head, and saw the dark and simple face of the banner captain Babe on the wasteland. However, seeing the other party's staring eyes at the moment, that begging and longing, stubborn and fierce eyes, the woodpecker Epeck raised his brows. He pondered for a moment, guessing that if he really didn't change anything today, these savages might follow them all the way for this matter, and then secretly shoot him an arrow in the middle of the night...

"Forget it! These savages have shallow eyelids... they are entangled, so it's not worth really worrying about it. Then let's make do with it and buy something!..."

Thinking of this, Epeck the woodpecker nodded.

"Well... that's fine! I'll give you two big bags of cocoa beans, this half piece of inherited wooden board, a dozen obsidian beads, and this bag of silverware, give them all to me!..."

"Huh?! Cocoa beans? Brown beans that can be eaten, drunk, and spent..."

Hearing this, Banner Captain Babei licked his lips, knowing that these were useful beans. But he is used to living a hard life in the wasteland, so he is actually not picky about food and drink. After much deliberation, cocoa beans are still not practical... and the real practical ones are urgently needed by the tribe...

"Praise the Lord God! Well... Chief, we don't want this bean... we want yours, a copper axe! The axe is good! It can cut down trees and people!..."

"Well…"

The woodpecker Epeck twitched his arm, but was held firmly by the banner captain Babe, and couldn't pull it out at all. He sighed helplessly, and said to the guards behind him.

"Give him two, come on, three copper axes!... Put them all away for me. Well, especially the inheritance board! I want to take a good look and see if I can read some ancient epics..."

"Yes! Battalion Commander!..."

Soon, the two parties delivered the goods with one hand and handed over the ax with the other. Banner Captain Babei let go of his hands, hugging the precious ax in his arms, with a smile on his face again.

"Hey! Don't smirk, remember! Next time you go out to loot, you must remember to grab gold, silver, and clear gems, pure jade!..."

"Praise the Lord God! Alright!"

Looking at the cheerful and simple-looking captain of the banner, Epeck the woodpecker shook his head, and continued to set off with the Archer Battalion. On the way, he was inexplicably worried.

"Lord God! If the tens of thousands of barbarians in the banner team in the kingdom are all such fools. How long will it take for these hyenas who can only bite people to learn to farm well and build a A village where you can farm and pay taxes..."

While marching, the woodpecker Epeck thought about such a big issue that worried the country and the people for a long time. It wasn't until the sun slanted westward that a post station appeared high on the hill, and he came back to his senses and sent someone to inform the post station.

"Witness of the Lord God! Kuetseo Lake is at the foot of the mountain, and there is still half a day to go to Hekou County. Tonight, I have to rest around the post station for the night. If I go to the tribal flag team around, it will delay time, and maybe even paper. A, they have to be stolen by these poor haha..."

The woodpecker Epeck laughed at the wilderness barbarian a few words, and then walked to the high post. But when he was still a little away, he stopped abruptly, and the expression on his face changed.

"Ah this? This! This is?!..."

The area of ​​the post station on the hill is quite large, occupying a large area of ​​the hill, all surrounded by simple wooden fences, and it is estimated that it can squeeze the entire archer camp. At a glance, there is a large row of thatched huts that can live in the fence, a covered cellar for storing things, and even a large wooden house. Outside the post station, a large field has been reclaimed by the small river in the hills and valleys. The scale of these fields is very large, estimated to be hundreds of acres. Although it doesn't look very neat, but after all, it has been harvested and taken care of, and it looks a little like farming.

However, at this moment, seeing the approaching tribal archer camp, hundreds of fierce dog-born hunters rushed out of the tribal camp-like post in one go. Most of these hunters had dyed red hair, wore sturdy leather armor, carried tall bows, and carried sharp copper axes on their waists. And when they spread out on the mountain road, they directly blocked the road. Looking at the sturdy and indifferent expressions, they were obviously murderous veterans.

"Witness of the Lord God! Stop! You can rest at the station!..."

Soon, out of hundreds of elite hunters, a leader with red hair and armor walked out. On the refined leather armor on his body, there is still a pattern of a wolf, but he is a warrior of the Black Wolf Legion. He squinted his eyes, and carefully looked at the battalion of paper armor and bamboo bows, and finally stopped his sight on the most gorgeously dressed and most conspicuous woodpecker, Epeck.

"Flag bearer! Are you their battalion captain?!"

"Witness of the Lord God! I am a military nobleman of the kingdom, and I am also the battalion commander of this battalion, Woodpecker Epeck!"

The woodpecker Epeke stared at the red-haired leader dozens of steps away with his hand on the copper ax at his waist.

"Who are you? Are you the postmaster of the station? What are you doing blocking the way?!"

"Oh, I'm not, I'm the personal guard of the head of the Black Wolf Army! The postmaster belongs to our flag team...These resting houses were also built by the flag team members...As for blocking the road, I want you to stay here Rest at the station and have a hot meal!..."

The red-haired leader at the head smiled and gestured behind him. Then, the two hunters behind him skillfully carried an extra-large banner and planted it at the gate of the station. The mountain wind blows, and the flag unfolds. On the left is a stone balance that symbolizes the transaction. The painting is very neat, and the brushwork is even a bit like a mural. The one on the right is crooked, with abstract paintings of fur, feathers, animal teeth and so on~lightnovelpub.net~Lord God! this! What are you? again? ! ..."

Seeing this familiar flag, the woodpecker Epeck frowned, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He took a closer look, only to realize that this big flag was actually two flags stitched together. The balance flag on the left is very formal, and I don't know which market it was stolen or snatched from. The flag on the right is made of high-quality fine cloth, with a magical long snake painted on the background, and the surface of the flag is still stained with blood that cannot be washed off.

"Huh? Is this the main flag of an eastern city-state? Is this the cloud serpent of the Tlaxcalans, or the feathered serpent of the Totonacs? Let me think about it. The feathers of the feathered serpent are three-colored. The snake is a solid color... Eh? What about the feathers on the flag? What about the iconic feathers?... Oh yes! Feathers are usually things glued on, and you must have lost them..."

"Flag bearer! What are you talking about? What kind of snake? You just said 'again'? ... You have encountered other tribes who trade? Impossible? We are the only trading post! Which one The earth dog stole us?!..."

The red-haired leader scratched his head with a puzzled face. But soon, he stopped thinking about it, and a simple and bright smile appeared on his face, like a wolf with its paws closed and smiling.

"Praise the Lord God! Now that you know it, I won't explain it further. It's the same with us here, trading that...good thing! The mountain goods of the flag team!"