With the speedy unicorn steed, Yang Ling returned to Visen Castle in just over two hours. The first thing he did after returning was to find Advisor Guo to understand the recent situation.

  "Things are getting more and more complicated, and harder to control!" Gud said with a worried face, wearing a black long gown, sitting down across from Yang Ling at his gesture.

  More and more complicated?

  Although he had been prepared, Yang Ling still furrowed his brow when Gu De said that. Under Gu De's explanation, he slowly understood the recent situation.

  He had not been in the Tras Forest for long when Stov took new action on the advice of his counselor. Contracting forces, setting up checkpoints at every intersection leading to the Tras Forest, and strictly checking the townspeople coming and going. This greatly suppressed the intelligence sources and activity space of the Ross people.

  In addition, Stoff also forcibly requisitioned people's stored grain in the name of the lord, and plundered people's tanned animal hides at extremely low prices, collecting a large amount of materials. Although it was not enough to get through the long winter, at least it could support for a period of time, until the arrival of reinforcements and a large batch of supplies.

  Faced with Stoff's plunder, the townspeople had risen up in resistance, but against the large group of Bantu Empire's elite Black Armor Army, they were not even worth a blow without a leader. Although some mercenaries and adventurers also secretly joined the ranks of the riot later, it was still ineffective and was forcibly suppressed by Stoff's Black Armor Army one by one.

  To intimidate the enraged townspeople, the Black Armor Army brutally hanged the captured warriors alive on the big trees along the road. They flogged the corpses for three days and finally threw them into the Trass Forest, deliberately attracting a large group of wild beasts to tear and devour them.

  Perhaps it was not enough to kill people, perhaps they wanted to take advantage of the situation to get more benefits. Stov's black armor army still uses the reason of hunting down rioters and Russians to recklessly break into civilian homes, burning, killing, looting, doing all sorts of evil. Many families were destroyed. In people's eyes, this guy Stov was not a so-called lord, but an evil demon from hell.

  In just a few days, Weisen Town was thrown into chaos. To avoid the war, many people fled to Weisen Castle with their families. Although Stov had the upper hand, he did not dare to take action against Yang Ling, whose background was shrouded in mystery, and his fierce bodyguards.

  The townspeople were oppressed, and the mercenaries and merchants were cut off from their sources of wealth. For a time, although Stoff seemed to be in control on the surface, the situation was growing more tense by the minute. Small-scale attacks against the Black Armor Army began to occur frequently.

  At the same time, influenced by rumors of the discovery of ancient dragon caves in Trass Forest, more and more mercenaries and adventurers are pouring into Visen Town, making the situation increasingly complicated.

  When the authorities become too harsh, the people will rebel.

  After understanding the current situation, Yang Ling quietly took a sip of refreshing jasmine tea. The current situation has its advantages and disadvantages. Stoff's contraction of forces and strengthening of patrols have obviously increased the difficulty of a sneak attack; after grabbing a batch of grain and warm beast skins, he can also hold on for a while longer.

  However, after provoking public outrage, his rule is absolutely unfavorable, and the people's hearts are unstable. As long as they are fully utilized, it will be a sharp sword.

  "How's it going, Russian?"

  "Sir, the situation with the Russians is getting a bit tricky. They've been asking us to provide large quantities of food, clothing and weapons, and even when I doubled the price, they're still eager for more! The more the better!" Gud hesitated for a moment before continuing: "Also, they're demanding more accurate intelligence."

  Stov concentrated his forces and strengthened patrols, Yang Ling took away the Angle Beasts and Dryad Warriors that could gather intelligence, for a time, it was difficult for Good to obtain detailed activity information about the Black Armor Army, let alone the Russians. Each sneak attack's efficiency was discounted, as the weather got colder, they were anxious like ants on a hot pot.

  "Good, from today on, sell materials and intelligence to the Russians at double the current price!"

  Yang Ling leaned comfortably in his chair, now that the situation was like this, the Russians were absolutely anxious. To say nothing of doubling the price, even if they increased it by two times, they would probably still have to accept the order unconditionally. After all, compared to the strategic importance of destroying the Ban Tu Empire, their sworn enemy, a mere few tens of thousands of purple crystals was not something that would be taken seriously. If he didn't take advantage of this opportunity to make some extra profit, it would be a waste.

  "Sir, I just doubled the price a few days ago. If I double it again, will... Gu De hesitated a bit, worried that the Russians wouldn't buy it."

  "Haha, don't worry, the Russians didn't have a choice at this time!" Yang Ling smiled faintly and said: "Pursuing profit is the nature of businessmen. If we provide various materials in large quantities at low prices at this time, that would be abnormal."

  Is profit-seeking the nature of businessmen?

  After some thought, Gu De felt that it was indeed the case. At this time, if the price is still unaware, it will indeed be easier to arouse suspicion among those with ulterior motives.

  "Gu De, select a few suitable people over the next few days and form a special team responsible for assassinations and sneak attacks." Looking at Gu De with a thoughtful expression, Yang Ling continued: "Those selected must have a calm and cold personality, be ruthless like a venomous snake, agile like a cloud leopard, and ensure one hit kills. As for the name of this team, let's call it 'Tustrike'!"

  A team specializing in assassination?

  ******

  After a moment of surprise, Gu De hesitated, "Sir, you mean..."

  "Hah! Sometimes, we have to pull the rug from under those Russians' feet. The enemy of our enemy is our friend! That Stoff guy never learns his lesson and looks down on everyone else, it's time someone taught him a thing or two!"

  After exchanging a few words, Yang Ling stopped talking nonsense and walked out in big strides. After returning to the other courtyard, he originally wanted to order Ailis to send some breakfast over, but smelling the fragrance of wine, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't drunk Johann's specially brewed fine wine for many days, so he simply walked towards Xianggelila in big strides. Behind him, Agu Su led a team of guards closely following.

  Yang Lingjin made progress in the Trasen Forest, and Agu Su underwent arduous training. With the help of Kasi and Guo, he finally advanced from a high-level swordsman to an entry-level great swordmaster. Although he couldn't be considered a top-notch expert yet, he had at least crossed a threshold. If nothing else, he could intimidate and command his barbarian subordinates with ease.

  Watching football is better with more people, and drinking also needs a lively atmosphere!

  Unlike the dwarf Rumi who was fond of drinking alone, Yang Ling did not like to drink alone. After graduating, he often made appointments with several classmates or newly acquainted colleagues to go to bars. For him, sipping beer with ice while teasing the lonely young wives or naive girls in the bar was a great pleasure after work.

  Weisen town has no TV, can't watch the European Champions League, nor play games like World of Warcraft. However, the taverns here have a few things that are similar to bars back then. The same greedy drunks, the same rough shouting, and of course, one by one, slender or plump beauties...

  Sometimes, leaning on the high stool at the Shangri-La bar, holding a glass of iced rum, under the dim light, looking at the ambiguous men and women in the corner, Yang Ling often has an illusion. As if for a moment, he returned to the Zero Point Bar next to the school, sometimes, even wondering if he was always dreaming, a beautiful dream full of exotic flavors.

  As usual, Yang Ling casually greeted a few familiar mercenaries as soon as he entered the door. Then he plopped down on a high stool outside the bar and called for John, the genius bartender, to bring himself a fine cocktail, taking a light sip.

  "What wind brought you here today, boss?" John smiled and handed Yang Ling a cup of dry red wine-like cocktail.

  "Haha, no east wind, but the northwest wind had a whole night's drink. Quick, give me two more plates of peanuts, I'm starving!" Yang Ling casually patted John on the shoulder.

  He savored a mouthful of fine wine, then chewed two almonds, and Yang Ling smacked his tongue in satisfaction. Just as he was about to call out for John to bring another cup of wine, the boisterous tavern suddenly fell silent. Following that, the sound of footsteps echoed, clear and slow. At the same time, a faint scent of incense wafted through the air.

  Yang Ling looked up and saw a black-clad beauty walking in with elegant steps. Her skin was as white and delicate as porcelain, her waist was slender and fragile, and her chest was high and proud, swaying with every step... The mercenaries around them stared, their mouths agape, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time, as if the sudden appearance of the black-clad beauty had taken away their souls.

  The horizontal view forms a ridge, the sideways view forms a peak, with varying heights and depths at different distances!

  Looking at the black-clad beauty's high and proud chest, Yang Ling finally understood what it meant to be turbulent like a stormy sea. Looking at her bright and lovely face and slender figure, he finally understood what it meant to have an angelic face and a devilish figure.

  If Alice is a green apple, Sophia is a blooming flower, then the black-clad beauty in front of me is a ripe red peach, full of deadly temptation.

  As she stepped into Xanadu, Meryl's bright eyes scanned the mercenaries before landing on Yang Ling. She believed that with her charm, a little trick would be enough to make him infatuated and obediently hand over the Snake Witch's staff and join the Dark Camp.