When the merchants first heard this news, they naturally didn't believe it.

How is this possible?

But a week ago, after a group of hungry wind wolves rashly attacked the town of Hope, the merchants believed it.

When the group of wind wolves with more than fifty heads began to approach, the merchants and the guards were almost frightened.

Most of the wind wolf packs in such numbers are composed of several wolves and are rarely seen.

No small town can stop such a wolf pack.

But as the big guys came out, two waves of arrow rain fell, they rushed into the pack of wolves with strange long weapons.

Finally, the pack of wolves rushing over was only two or three kittens left, turning around and running away.

The one who was most injured among these big guys was that he had two ribs broken, but he was injured by the wind blade gathering fire.

But within two days, the injured big guy appeared in the town again and heard that his injuries were almost healed.

At this point, the merchants believed the rumor without any hesitation.

Such a strong man, fifty, is still possible to defeat the three thousand army.

Of course, as a ruler with such combat power, Jia Kedao was naturally even more respected by these merchants.

The merchants have quite a few gifts. The more elegant ones give more exquisite gold products, while the more rude ones give directly gold coins and gold bars.

These businessmen are smart. Everyone needs gold. Even if they are not right, they can buy whatever they need.

After receiving all the gifts, Jia Kedao coughed lightly. With this light cough, the somewhat noisy businessman immediately calmed down.

At this time, there were two rows of Vajra Armored Heroes standing around. The name was known by the merchant's inquiry.

The names fit their shape very well, each one is made of iron blocks. The muscles are so bulging that it makes people frightened.

Well, this is the sequelae of the blessing of the Vajra Armor Talisman. Over time, even if a person with a thin body is thin, he will gradually grow taller and become more majestic under the influence of the Vajra Armor Talisman.

If these Vajra Armor Reverends say it themselves, this sequelae is really good.

Just kidding, whoever dares not give face to the Lord of the Priest at this time will not give face to himself, nor will it give face to the Vajra Armored Strongman. As for the consequences, everyone knows, the two guys hanging on wooden stakes are about to die now.

"My friends come from afar. I welcome you. Today I will invite you to me, just to exchange business."

As soon as Jia Kedao said this, the merchants stood up their ears, fearing that they would miss a word.

“We can provide you with what you need.”

Speaking of this, Terrence hurriedly commanded several mercenaries to lift the prepared samples from behind.

There are weapons, armor, agricultural tools, grain, salt, sugar, etc., and a bottle.

"Can you see?"

A businessman plucked up the courage to ask.

Jia Kedao nodded, and the merchant immediately squeezed out from behind, came to the mercenary, picked up a long sword, looked at it, and couldn't help but show a hint of surprise on his face.

Judging from the appearance alone, the sword is quite exquisitely crafted, and at least it is a fine product created by elite blacksmiths.

At this time, the mercenary handed over a wooden stick, and the merchant used all his strength to chop the wooden stick. He raised his sword and fell, and the wooden stick was cut into two pieces. The blade was not damaged at all.

"Sir, how much does this long sword cost?"

This was a long sword made of fine steel. The merchant immediately had a result in his heart, and turned around and asked Jia Kedao.

Terence replied from the side: "Five gold coins."

Five gold coins? The merchants were suddenly a little turbulent. Just like this, ordinary people can cut off wooden sticks with enough strength. Even at the cheapest time, they probably need fifteen gold coins?

Many warriors would rather eat almost any strokes after being promoted to swordsmen than save enough gold coins to buy such a sharp sword.

After all, for a swordsman, the weapon in his hand is a magic weapon for life, and it is worth it even if it is a little more expensive.

There are also many swords in the hands of swordsmen who are just ordinary iron swords that are sharp.

After all, there are not many blacksmiths who can create such a sharp sword. They all need elite blacksmiths with twenty years of experience to build it. It is also a must to queue up. Money is not omnipotent.

An ordinary long sword is a long sword made by ordinary blacksmiths. Each one costs a gold coin!

This shows how huge profits in the weapons industry are.

"I want a thousand!"

A businessman with a big belly, covered in gold and silver, and a magic pendant hanging around his neck roared in the crowd, stretched out his right hand, and shook his five fingers desperately.

This is simply a way to get money!

If you spend a little time on five gold coins, even if you transport them to the nearest city, you will be able to transfer them to five times the profit. If you can give some profits and gain friendship with the city defense force, why not do it?

One thousand? My husband!

The other merchants were also excited, Damn, if you buy a thousand handfuls, will we still have a share?

In the eyes of merchants, it is already the limit to the hope that the town can provide 500 such long swords. I am afraid that for a long time, I will not be able to buy such low-priced long swords, so they are very enthusiastic.

You want five hundred, I want two hundred. In short, even the poorest businessman has issued a request for one hundred.

Jia Kedao shook his head for such chaos, and Terence immediately ordered that a group of mercenaries rushed in. After hitting a wooden stick, the merchants became honest and stared at Jia Kedao with crooked mouths and eyes, with greed still in their eyes.

The reason why I didn't let those Vajra Armored Warriors hit me is that I was really worried that it would be unsightly to kill a few on the spot.

Jia Kedao smiled and sang to the merchant who thought he was going to send it to the gallows because of the chaos, saying, "You keep trying, there are still many samples."

The merchant wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and picked up another long sword. This time the mercenary handed over it not a wooden stick, but an iron bar!

Two iron bars as thick as fingers.

The merchant looked at the mercenary and thought the other party had handed the wrong thing, but the mercenary nodded but did not take back his hand.

Just cut it. Even if you make a mistake, you can't blame yourself.

The merchant gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and slashed down with a sword, which scared the mercenary.

Damn, are you trying your best?

Fortunately, when the sword went down, the position did not fall, and the iron bar was in the middle, and a string of Mars was splashed out.

The merchant was too weak, but the iron bar was not broken, and the long sword was bounced up, almost hurting himself. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!