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The Kurgan people have no cities, only nomadic communities, where a large group of tents walking together form the most basic settlement.

The most basic politics and economy can be formed in the Kurgan people in a settlement state.

Either a group of people gathered to trade, discuss political affairs, or assemble troops.

This is even more primitive than the Norse and the Huns, at least these two can form their own tribes and groups.

The place where the black smoke was rising was the Kurgan people’s settlement, where a large group of Kurgan people gathered together.

Of course, Windlow could determine these knowledge and customs, the only thing he didn't know was why the Kurgan people gathered together.

"If it's for business, we can sneak in, but if it's for war, we'll be walking into a trap."

Windlow never did anything that was full of risks and had very low profits, and going out for reconnaissance didn't seem like a good idea.

Instead, Mousse threw over a wooden shovel with a stone on it and rode on the unicorn's back without getting off.

"Then you should bury the body. I will go and scout. I want to remind you that the closer you are to the north, the more susceptible you are to Chaos corruption. If you don't bury the body quickly, it might turn into a Nurgle zombie."

Then he urged the unicorn to run away and disappeared from Windlow's sight.

With injuries on his hands and his physical weakness, plus there were five bodies that needed to be buried, it was basically impossible to bury them quickly.

If a person kills someone and buries the body within a short period of time, one has to consider whether he has other accomplices or a larger force behind him.

The only good news is that the soil in the grassland area is relatively soft, and a hole can be dug out by digging slowly.

But when I thought about the Nurgle zombies that Mousse mentioned, I was really filled with fear.

He was afraid that when he was digging the pit, the corpse behind him would suddenly stand up, bite his neck, and push him into the pit.

All they could do was to dismantle the body in fear, uneasiness and complete trembling, making sure that all the limbs and extremities were separated.

One is to make it easier to bury, and the other is that even if it becomes a Nurgle zombie, it will be unable to move without hands and feet.

Just as all the bodies were dismembered, Mousse came back from reconnaissance riding on a unicorn.

"Oh, you are quite smart. You have learned everything."

According to the customs of the dark elves, dismembering corpses is a compulsory course. I didn't expect that Windlo actually learned it today. It really makes people look at him with admiration, and his favorability has increased a few points.

"Yes, dismember them and then bury them. Burning them directly will be discovered, and not burying them will cause plague or zombies."

Jumping off the horse, Mousse was like a basic dark elf soldier of Naggaroth, burying the bodies with Windlow and telling him his reconnaissance intelligence.

The Kurgan settlement group in the distance is neither military nor political, but a very basic trading community.

All races in this world know how to trade. Humans know how to trade, elves were the first to initiate cross-border trade, dwarves know how to trade, and Zhendan even opened up the Changya Trade Route for trade.

Although the currency used by greenskins and ogres is not precious metals, transactions completed with general equivalents are also considered trade.

Pirates would trade, and even Lizardmen would trade with ordinary civilizations, using the soft yellow metal that they saw as useless to buy the goods of the races created by the Old Ones.

Even demons and servants of Chaos can trade, so the Kurgans are no exception.

"What are they trading?"

"? Are you asking me?"

Mousse's doubts were not unreasonable. As a Dread Lord, why would she care about what others traded? She must be very unhappy.

"Why don't you go and see for yourself and find out?"

Although Kurgan's horses are wild and unruly, they can understand horse language.

After the unicorn muttered a few words to the two horses, they quieted down and obediently lowered their heads to act as riders.

The unicorn must have its own reasons for doing this. After Windlow and Mousse had someone to carry the load, the unicorn could use the time to relax for a while and look for some grass nearby.

There is also cheese and other food from the Kurgan people in the tent. These cannot be handed over to Windlow. It is better to eat them secretly yourself.

Two Kurgan horses were harnessed to drive the carriage towards the location of the trading colony.

The two men wore Kurgan scalps, Kurgan clothing, and used Kurgan horses to pull their carts.

Except for the strange style of the carriage, everything else was no different from the Kurgan people.

Moreover, this was a trade rally, there was no security check, and the two men seemed to be there just to do business, so they did not arouse anyone's vigilance.

"Go ahead, I'll watch your back."

Mousse lowered his eyes and began to rest. There was no language barrier here and saying one more word would increase the risk of exposing himself.

How can we do business without words? Then we can only use body language and babbling.

The Kurgans disguised themselves as dumb and conducted transactions with their hands and expressions.

Since he didn't know how the Kurgans used hand gestures to indicate numbers above ten, all of Windlow's transactions were within ten, so the number of transactions had to be very large.

After several transactions, there seemed to be no problems. The Kurgan people did not raise any questions and sold a lot of Zhendan goods.

According to the agreement between him and Fu Yuanshan, all the profits from selling these things would be his, and he would complete the mission after only writing down what he saw and heard along the way.

It was at this moment that a pair of eyes had been noticing Windlow for a long time, and after confirming that all the transactions he made were exchanges of Aurora goods for general equivalents.

A pair of big hands patted on Wendlow's shoulders. The slap was so heavy that it almost held Wendlow's entire shoulders.

He didn't dare to look back, and caught a glimpse of Mousse out of the corner of his eye. Her hand was already on the sword, but unfortunately there were too many people around, so Windlow had to solve the problem by himself.

"Trading in Zhendan goods, are you from Zhendan?"

"Aba Aba."

You have to pretend to be dumb very well, and a dumb person just can't speak but is not deaf. Turn around and smile back, and nod to indicate that yes, that's right.

"Oh, you came back from the Zhendan trade. No wonder you can understand the Zhendan language I speak. Do you know much about Zhendan language?"

"Aba Aba."

While speaking, Windlow stretched out his hands and drew a large circle in front of him, indicating that he knew a lot.

"That's good. I'll give you a task now. Go to Zhendan and buy me a large amount of ironware. No matter what method you use, you must get a cart of iron."

While speaking, the Kurgan strong man pointed at Windlow's carriage. Mousse was already surrounded by two other Kurgan strong men.

"As for your wife, she will be detained here for now. Once you complete the mission, the reward and your wife will all be given to you."

A thick bag was placed in Windlow's hand, filled with several pieces of gold.

"Go quickly and come back quickly to complete the mission."