Chapter 555 There may be something fishy behind it
More than six hundred meters, which is the distance between the two hills where Frederick and Banwei are.
Under the acceleration of a certain magic electromagnetic gun, a wrought iron thorn flew across this distance in less than one second at three times the speed of sound.
The soft wrought iron thorn deformed instantly when it pierced the demon wolf's torso, then rolled violently, and when it flew out from the other side, half of its body was exploded with blood and flesh.
The man standing on the wolf's shoulders was caught off guard, fell from the wolf, and then rolled down a cliff more than 300 meters high.
Frederick raised his gun and aimed at the wolves at the foot of the mountain, specifically selecting the largest wolf, and fired bullets that glowed blue.
After the bullet hits the alpha wolf, a blade of wind explodes, cutting the target and the wolves within a radius of ten meters into pieces.
The people surrounded by wolves were stunned for a while, and then cheers echoed in the valley.
They were so encouraged that they picked up their shotguns and started shooting at the fleeing wolves. Some even picked up their spears and jumped out of the car formation to chase after them.
When Frederick saw the wolves beginning to flee, he went down the mountain and went to the foot of the other side of the mountain to look for the person who controlled "Half Tail".
He was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was quite tall but looked very thin.
He rolled down the cliff, and the bones of his hands and feet were broken into several pieces and twisted into strange shapes. His waist was folded back, and the back of his head was hit on a stone, and his brain was sprayed all the way.
Almost an hour later, Fontana and his team arrived.
The two places are not far apart. A few wolves escaped in that direction just now. Fontana has already put the convoy on standby. Those wolves were all killed under the attack from the front and rear by the guards chasing them.
When Fontana heard that the wolves here had been killed by Frederick, he immediately asked the convoy to come over without saying a word, and hugged his thighs before talking.
At this time, Frederick had just climbed up the mountain, threw down the "Half Tail" with only half of his body, and then came down by himself.
Fontana and the boss of the besieged team squatted next to the corpse, studying the corpse of the demon wolf.
The second half of the body is basically complete, and half of the tail can be seen.
The boss said: "It is rumored that half of its tail was bitten off during a fight for the alpha wolf. When it escaped to the mountains, it encountered a mudslide and a magic crystal broke out. After eating it, it mutated."
Fontana said: "Many places offer a reward for it, and my family also offers a reward of fifty gold coins."
Frederick said to the boss: "Your convoy has suffered a lot of losses, so you can use it to collect the reward."
Seven drivers and guards of this convoy died, and three were disabled for life. The losses were heavy. .
The boss said hurriedly: "No, no, no, you killed it. I can't be greedy anymore."
This demonic wolf has harmed the mountains and forests for many years, and many lords and chambers of commerce have suffered deeply. As a result, the rewards offered by each family totaled more than a thousand gold coins.
Frederick said contemptuously: "It's only a few dollars. I don't have the time to go to each house to collect the money."
If others said this, they would be considered prude or pretentious, but this was what Archduke Wesson said, and everyone believed that he really looked down on such a small amount of money.
Frederick stopped caring about them and walked to Loweena.
Lowe took the man who fell from the mountain and returned it to his human form, and he was sighing next to him.
Frederick asked Lovina: "Do you know him?"
Lovina nodded slightly and said: "He is my senior brother, and he used to be in the Legens Alliance. The leader of the beast tamer unit is a genius with a bright future.”
"There are several factions in the alliance, and he is not in the same group as our family, so my father sent me to the Beast Tamer Army to seize power from him."
"He had alcoholism, and my father used This trick allowed him to seriously injure the heir of a big noble of their faction while he was drunk, causing him to be abandoned by the faction. In the end, I got the actual command of the beast tamer unit."
"Later. I heard that he left the Legens Alliance, but I didn't expect to see him here."
Frederick frowned slightly and asked: "Could he be the black glove of some nobleman. ? "Nobles these days are similar to robbers. When possible, they will turn into robbers. If they want to save face, they will wear black gloves.
Lovina hesitated and whispered: "He was killed by the principal, so he must be a wandering robber."
Frederick understood.
As the saying goes, beating a dog depends on the owner. If Black Glove was beaten to death, the owner must take action, otherwise others will not be willing to serve him.
Now this man was beaten to death by Frederick. No one would dare to fight him for a robber. It was too late to cut him off.
Frederick said to Lovina: "When you have time, tell Ibex and the others, and when you write the railway investment plan, include the relevant content such as bandits along the way."
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Luo Weina immediately agreed, feeling a little awkward at the same time.
Everyone knows that Frederick has zero tolerance for gangsters and bandits. The famous Black Claw gang in the south of the Kingdom of Sardinia has begun to transform into canned fruit merchants, and those who are ungrateful are hanging on the wall.
Not to mention those small gangs, the Principality of Franconia and the Alliance of Legens were destroyed because they exploited passing merchants and prevented Frederick from making a fortune.
Luo Wei has been regretting it for the past two years. If he had persuaded his father not to be greedy for money earlier, he might still be living a luxurious life in a mansion now.
But now that the matter has come to this, I can only think about it. The future life is the most important thing.
The besieged convoy was heading in the same direction as Frederick and the others. Now that the camp was full of wounded soldiers, they could only go back the same way and form two convoys into one.
Frederick was sitting on the roof of a train and thinking about railway safety issues, such as whether the train cars should be equipped with turrets, as well as maintenance and defense along the line.
Fontana quietly ran to him and whispered: "Sir, there is a valuable item in that convoy that has been targeted."
Frederick raised his eyebrows. , asked: "Why, you are also eyeing it?"
"No, no!" Fontana shook his head hastily, "I heard it might be a gift for you."
"The man with the things in the motorcade kept asking about your identity. I asked a few questions and said that the Venetians wanted to make friends with you."
Frederick smiled slightly.
Venetian merchants have a huge commercial network in the inland sea, and their military strength cannot be underestimated.
Now Frederick stretched his hand into the inland sea, and they began to sit still.
"Ignore him." Frederick said, "Let everyone keep their mouths tight and hint to him that I may be a fake."
Fontana immediately went to give instructions to others in the convoy.
Frederick began to think about Venice.
This merchant-autonomous city suits his taste, but the two sides have conflicts of interest, and conflicts will break out sooner or later.
In recent years, Venice's expansionary policies have caused dissatisfaction at home and abroad. The Kingdom of Sardinia is worried about their rebellion, and the Osmaga Empire has fought many battles with them. Mary was even seriously injured and unable to give birth.
The bigger problem is the conflict between them and Constantinople. The disturbances back then had the shadow of the Venetians.
From this perspective, today's wolf siege is more like a high-level conspiracy to prevent the Duchy of Wesson and Venice from deepening their friendship.
If this is the case, there are many possible masterminds, and there are too many people who have offended the Venetians.
But, these people are very rich. It would be great if we could take some money out of their pockets.
Frederick finally gritted his teeth and gave up the idea of taking money from Venice.
No matter when, money related to politics is the best way to make money. Now that most forces are unhappy with Venice, then join the majority and slaughter Venice like a pig.
(End of this chapter)