Chapter 14 Air Raid
After joining this team, Wang Liang and his companions no longer had to ride on the makeshift sand boat. Each of them got a camel. Niu Xuanguang and his companions walked on the periphery of the team, while Wang Liang and Miss Guitou, who were the "weakest", followed in the middle of the team.
After knowing how to use the team channel and private chat, Wang Liang has been busy and has been chatting with Zhao Gongming in the chat channel. He found that Zhao Gongming has a strong desire to show off. He is like an omniscient passerby who knows all the secrets when watching.
He also likes to brag when he has nothing to do. When he can't brag enough, he will use some divination terms to make up some information he doesn't know.
It just so happened that Wang Liang had reached a level of proficiency in the Book of Changes, and could keep up with Zhao Gongming's methods in this regard, so the two of them could have a very pleasant chat.
"Look at the timeline of the world we are in now, it should be between 1273 and 1274. I have already calculated this since I knew the names of Niccolò and Matteo. Now we have to see what level of world this world is."
'How do you judge this?'
'It's very simple. You just observe carefully. You see, the strongest person in this team is the Paladin. I estimate that his strength was about level 50 in the past, which is the level of the soul in the Eastern system. Judging from his perspective, there must be someone stronger than him in the Western Church.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been sent out to do such rough work, right? So we judge that their Pope should be at level 60, which is the level of an immortal in the Eastern system, and should be called an angel or the Holy Spirit in the Western system.
Then their god should be around level 90.
Think about it again, in a world with gods, even gods at level 90, the Eastern kingdoms can invade the Western territories , so how high will the basic level of the Eastern side of this world be?'
People who are proficient in the Book of Changes have faster mental arithmetic speed. Wang Liang immediately judged the level of this world. This should be an era where golden immortals are everywhere and immortals are not as good as dogs.
Comparing his level again, which was stuck at level 10, he wondered whether he should find a place to build a foundation first.
At this time, Zhao Gongming said: "So we will definitely encounter enemies around level 50 on this journey. You must hide well when the battle starts, because no one will help you if the battle starts."
"Don't worry, I can protect myself. By the way, do you think there will be any good things among the treasures they sent?"
"It's possible, but they don't dare to give it to me. I've been to a world with the Holy See before. The only treasures they can offer are the six-piece set of the Son of God, the Holy Grail, the Crown of Thorns, the True Cross, the Lance of Longinus, the Shroud, and three or four nails. Which of these things do you think is appropriate? No matter which one they give, it's a slap in the face."
Listening to Zhao Gongming's words, Wang Liang nodded affirmatively. He used to be a minister of the Secretariat, which was equivalent to the position of prime minister. In addition, Emperor Xuanzong was in power at that time, and he was a man who loved to show off.
Wang Liang knew very well what each vassal state offered as tribute. If anyone dared to offer something like a cross, a spear head, or a shroud, Xuanzong would directly send troops to destroy that person's country.
Not to mention that the man in front of us is the emperor who conquered such a large country.
'So what do you think they'll send?'
"I don't know. In my opinion, they might as well send a saint or something. Even though the saint might be old after three or four years on the road, it's better than sending the wrong thing."
Hearing this, Wang Liang also laughed. This was a good idea, and it was a good idea that would not go wrong.
Just as they were chatting and laughing in private, the paladin leading the team suddenly raised the spear in his hand, and the team quickly stopped.
Wang Liang felt that the atmosphere was not right, he loosened his hand and the killing knife fell into his hand.
At the same time, he looked at the ground. They had reached the edge of the desert. Hard soil of the Gobi Desert had begun to appear nearby. Although there was still no grass growing, this place was no longer suitable for those Yellow Sand Bandits to sneak around.
There is also a plain in the distance. Standing here, you can see a place more than ten miles away. It can be seen that there is no ambush of cavalry or the like here. Why did this paladin suddenly stop the team?
Before Wang Liang knew what was wrong, a black shadow suddenly streaked across the sky. Several men in white robes surrounded in the middle took out the longbows on horseback, loaded arrows on them, and shot them into the sky.
“Watch the sky.”
At this time, Niu Xuanguang and the others also shouted. Wang Liang looked up and found that there were more than a dozen hooded men in white clothes and colorful masks on their faces flying towards him on a huge swallow-shaped kite.
Each of those kites has a wingspan of nearly three meters and seems to be able to control its direction.
"Shoot them down and leave me two kites. I can dismantle them to study flying puppets." Wei Ban shouted as he jumped off the camel.
It can be seen that Wei Ban was very excited at this moment, so excited that he even did not consider what to do if the kites were not shot down.
At the same time, Wang Liang noticed that the paladins began to shrink their team, as if they were squeezing several of the camels into their defense circle.
'Flying Assassins, level 35, with the ability to glide in the air and leap of faith. Note that they are not bandits. I repeat, they are not bandits.'
Miss Guitou shouted in the team channel.
Wang Liang asked curiously, "How did she know that?"
"She has the skill of identifying true knowledge, which can tell the enemy's information. It's like divination. Once you learn it, you will be able to do it. Don't ask any more questions. Find a place to hide. No one is available to protect you now." Zhao Gongming pushed Wang Liang away and pushed him into the camel herd.
At this time, the camels were also in chaos. Wang Liang was almost trampled by a camel when he passed by. Fortunately, he had good ability and he held up the camel's body and found some space for himself.
Before he could hide, another person was pushed in.
Wang Liang noticed that this was one of the men in white robes, but from his face and eyes he could tell that he was less than twenty years old and was a young man.
Being pushed into the herd of camels, this person also saw Wang Liang. He was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to greet him.
"You can speak any language, I can understand it."
Seeing this person's embarrassed look, Wang Liang laughed instead. He had long known from Zhao Gongming that after entering each world, they would gain corresponding language abilities. Although they couldn't speak writing, conversation would definitely not be a problem.
Hearing this, the young man also smiled and said, "Ah, I, I know. My name is Marco, Marco Polo. What's yours?"
