Hank is the person in charge of the ambush of "Perfume Beauty", and he is also one of the few warrior-level dead soldiers who are loyal to the Lehman family. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 However, even with his status as having no way out, he still couldn't help but flinch when he saw the troops of "Thunder".

Didn't you say that there were only a dozen people? How can there be so many? That's almost seventy or eighty people!

"Thunder" can't go crazy, right? It's almost out of the nest!

In terms of the number of warfighters, in fact, the number of "perfume beauties" ambushed here is even more, except for dozens of dead soldiers whose strength is equivalent to that of ordinary mercenaries, the remaining ten people are all warfighters. However, the gap between the warriors in the family's captivity and the warriors in the mercenary group is as conspicuous as that of domestic pigs and wild boars, and there is little chance of victory when there is no significant difference in numbers between the two.

Most of the fighters of the mercenary group are fierce beings who have been killed in the sea of corpses and blood, and they may not be as fierce as some of the brave men in the ace troops who have completed thousands of beheadings. But after all, he is an outlaw who walks between life and death every day, and none of the fighters who can gain a firm foothold among the mercenaries are easy to match. Moreover, the mercenary group is the home of the mercenaries in the regiment, and it is this strong sense of belonging that makes every excellent mercenary group never lack fighters who are willing to die for it.

The warriors supported by the family are very different, their strength is uneven, some may be strong on the famous side, and some have never even seen blood. What's even worse is that very few of them are willing to fight for their lives for the identity of support, and in the face of today's big scene, there is a chance that they will not show their true skills.

It's good not to run for your life.

Talking to himself with disdain in his heart, but Hank had some awareness as the person in charge, he turned around and said to the fighters around him: "Everyone works for the family, and I also know some things, this battle is obviously our chance of winning, I don't ask everyone to die for the family together, I just hope that everyone can delay as much time as possible and create a little room for maneuver for the family."

Aside from the use of "strength" and "mysteries," there is no obvious difference in physical fitness, and if one side is bent on running, no one wants to chase and kill unless there is a deep hatred -- and in the absence of much difference in speed between them, it is undoubtedly an extremely laborious and protracted battle.

The people who become the fighters have a certain degree of confidence, and no one thinks that they will be defeated in three or two moves, since they are not held accountable for escaping, then "Perfume Beauty" is still a good owner. In any case, it has taken a lot of commissions, and it is more or less necessary to make some efforts to leave a little room for both parties to "continue the frontier" in the future.

Therefore, Hank's proposal was not refuted.

"Now that you've come to your senses," Hank let out a long breath as he glanced at everyone, not noticing the warlord's uncertain eyes, "then, attack!" ”

He waved his hand and was the first to activate the trap set in the woods!

Lime is falling from the sky!

Then, the mercenary who caught the "Thunder" took a moment of confusion because of the lime sprinkled overhead, and led the team to rush and kill!

Preemptive!

This is their only advantage.

Really......

The corners of Jay's mouth drew a bitter smile.

It is difficult to describe in concrete words how he felt when he saw the ambush soldiers rushing out of the dense forest in front of the mining area in the eastern suburbs. There is sadness that can't be hidden in the eyebrows, and there is also sadness and despair in the face of some kind of fate that will inevitably come, but there is no surprise, not even the slightest surprise.

He sat calmly in the carriage, and did not glance at the battle outside, except for the first glance.

There is no need to be concerned.

This is a battle that is bound to be won.

The outcome of the battle was decided from the beginning, and after this battle, the viable force of "Perfume Beauty" will be crippled for at least the next few years, and it will be difficult to compete with "Cacelo" in a short time, and "Casselo's" crumbling supremacy will be re-consolidated.

But why not be happy?

Obviously, the plan was drawn up by himself, and he executed it flawlessly.

But why? Why is there nothing empty in my heart?

It's because ...... Treachery?

The young mercenary leader had a distant and unfocused gaze.

Obviously, you have been given a chance to turn back, why do you still insist on going your own way?

Is "Thunder" really so unbearable, is our friendship so fragile?

He didn't want to believe that it was true, but he had to face the cold reality. Apart from him, the only one who knew the original specific battle plan was Russ. And the only one who has the motivation and ability to set up an ambush here in advance may be Russ, who has single-handedly drawn up the battle plan.

No one else is so familiar with "Thunder".

Now, where is he? Will it be on the battlefield?

Jay didn't know, and he didn't want to know, he just casually closed the curtain of the carriage, completely cutting off the blood and cruelty outside the carriage from him.

He wouldn't want to see Russ again if he could.

As an enemy.

Old Firth leaned silently against the trunk of the tree, not moving.

In his hand was an alchemy artifact called "Telescope" that he had purchased from an alchemy merchant in the royal capital a long, long time ago. Most of the alchemist's things were strange, and the old mercenary still hadn't figured out the principle of this little object, but that didn't stop him from using it.

The limit of the telescope was about 1,200 paces, and the peep that Old Firth chose was on an old tree 800 paces away. It's the middle of the harvest season, and the trees haven't begun to turn yellow, and this old tree is not lush, but it's indeed leafy, and there's no problem hiding one or two people.

However, the old mercenary was just a man on the trunk, and Hans, the mercenary who assisted him, was ordered by him to stand by in a tavern not far away. Whether it's a clue or an accident, the mercenaries in the nearby hotel can pass the news back in time.

It's an experience, I guess that's it.

As people grow old a little bit over the years, their momentum will slowly decrease, their scruples will gradually increase, and their thinking will become more sophisticated and tactful, and even he himself doesn't know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.

Maybe...... It's not a big deal, is it?

He teased himself as he kept an eye on Romus's movements in front of the villa. It had been three sunset hours since Romus had entered the villa, and he had not been seen coming out, and old Fez, who had been lying in the tree for three sunset, did not move.

If someone had told me forty years ago that I could lie motionless in a tree for hours just to observe a person's movements, I would have scoffed at it.

Old Firth couldn't help but laugh when he thought of this, he was a short-tempered and acute person when he was young, if it weren't for the fact that it was here, even he himself didn't believe that he who was once hot-tempered would now be willing to be a nanny for the head of the regiment.

However, even if his temperament was now calm, it would be a difficult time for him to go through three dawn days, and he had to rely on this way of talking to himself to distract himself from his anxiety, maintain a relatively acceptable attention, and wait for Romus to come out of the villa.

Luckily, the hard work paid off.

Without making Faith wait any longer, Romus walked out of the villa

Old Fez's scattered mind immediately gathered, carefully observing the movement of his target...... It seems, is he going out of town?

As Romus drifted away, Faith jumped decisively from the tree, carefully keeping a proper distance behind him.

Romus is not in a good mood at all.

What neither "Cacello" nor "Perfume Beauty" knew was that the purpose of his visit this time was not only to consign the elves captured from the south, but also to find a way to break off the cooperation with "Casselo".

Lord Rozka's ascension to the throne was not smooth sailing, he was only the youngest and least favored illegitimate son of the old lord, his mother was just a "canary" in a cage, when the old lord was critically ill, he led a group of mysterious assassins, washed the entire family overnight, and the next morning, became one of the new Lord Niemann, until now no one knows what the mysterious group of assassins is.

As a rebel, Lord Rozka naturally dislikes his father's group of old allies, but the external policy is not something that can be changed, there must be a reason, only if there is a sufficient reason, can the past allies be thrown away, otherwise the entire Nieman will not have any force willing to cooperate with him.

Romans is here to create a reason to kick "Cacello" off the list of partners, if not for this purpose, why would he go far and let "Cacello", who has a long-standing relationship, not use, but instead entrust his sworn enemy "Perfume Beauty"?

Lord Rozka's bloody ascension to the throne is also a small secret in Nieman, and it is almost impossible for "Casero" in the far south to know this secret, and it should be a simple matter to shave off the thorn in the lord's eye.

It's just that he didn't expect that the elves he transported were discovered by "Cacelro", which led to a big battle between "Perfume Beauty" and "Cacelo" in the eastern suburbs of Aniji.

If he was still in Nieman, the battle between "Perfume Beauty" and "Cascello" was not enough to attract his attention, although Aniji had the reputation of the pearl of the south, but in the eyes of the big businessmen of the commercial capital, it was just a slightly developed barbarian land.

But now that he can't stay out of the way, the elves have been discovered to have made them the center of the conflict between the two sides. And Lord Rozka's attention to elves is simply pathological, once something happens to these elves, it is estimated that he will have an accident too!

So, definitely be fast!

Hurry up and get them moving!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but quicken his pace, not noticing the peeping gaze behind him at all.

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