In the dense woods, a path that curves and stretches, and the six members of the Spirit Fox Mercenary Group are walking in it.

Franco, Long Aotian and the others each rode a tall horse, and only the elven archer Daniel sat under a majestic white tiger.

This is his war pet.

Before the change of heaven and earth, war pets were quite rare. Not only are eligible war pets rare, but the war pet badges that can accommodate war pets are also very rare.

But today, although the war pet cannot be said to be standard, at least it is not as unattainable as before.

For example, the small Spirit Fox mercenary group, in addition to Daniel, the head of the group, Franco, also has his own war pet. However, his war pet is a highland angry bear, which is not suitable for riding, and he is still sleeping in the war pet badge at the moment.

The horses under the rest of the Spirit Fox Mercenary Group have been following them for a long time, and they are familiar with Daniel's White Tiger, and there is nothing unusual at this time. But what was surprising was that not only was Long Aotian, a newcomer who didn't seem to have much mercenary experience, very calm, even if he was sitting on the war horse, he was not frightened and scared when he saw the white tiger.

But they obviously saw with their own eyes that this snow-white horse was temporarily bought by Long Aotian when they set off, and it was no more ordinary, it was impossible to have such an excellent performance.

They couldn't figure it out, and it also disappointed York, who was interested in watching Long Aotian's jokes.

Due to the death of Long Aotian's predecessor in battle, the Spirit Fox mercenaries were delayed for a lot of time. Franco was in a hurry, so he abandoned the wide and flat official road and chose this path through the dense forest, just to take a shortcut and be in a hurry.

Of course, the path is not as smooth as the main road, but this is not the main problem, the point is that the forest is rampant with magical beasts, and it is full of all kinds of dangers.

Within a few miles, the mercenary group had already encountered some attacks from beasts and monsters. Fortunately, the strength of the Spirit Fox Mercenary Group is good, and the cooperation is tacit, and those attacks are just painless and do not pose a threat.

Although there was no danger, the thief York was still unhappy.

"Long Aotian, although you are a newcomer, you are also a professional in the third realm. There have been a few attacks by large and small monsters along the way, why haven't I seen you attack once? ”

He pulled the dagger out of the body of a wind wolf with great force, wiping the beast's blood from it as he walked back. Seeing Long Aotian's irrelevant appearance of watching the play, he was angry.

What kind of young city lord's teacher, he has long known that he is a showman who can't do practical things. But I didn't expect him to be so lazy, and he didn't even want to do what he wanted. Although our Linghu mercenary group is small, everyone is really good at fighting, what is the use of such a temporary member?

Being named by York, Long Aotian looked surprised: "Oh, York, are you hurt?" ”

"Nope!" York said angrily.

Are you looking down on me? To deal with this kind of weak chicken monster, it can be solved without even using one percent of the strength, where will it be injured.

Long Aotian was even more surprised: "Since you are not injured, then you still let me heal you?" ”

York gasped: "When did I let you heal?" ”

"Since it's not healing, then what are you letting me do it?"

York was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the other party was a priest.

"Uh...... Even if you don't use healing spells, you can have two blessings! ”

Before he knew it, York himself didn't notice that his momentum had weakened.

Long Aotian put away his smile and said lightly: "With such an opponent, the weight of warming up for you is not enough, do you still need the priest's auxiliary spell?" Look at our captain, he didn't even call out the battle pet. ”

York opened his mouth, but found that he was powerless to refute, so he had to turn around in a daze and fight with silence.

Franco watched coldly and did not say anything to dissuade him. For this Long Aotian, I have a new understanding in my heart.

Although it is only a forest path, the six members of the Spirit Fox Mercenary Group are all strong and energetic, and they hardly need to rest along the way, except for paying attention to controlling the horse's foot strength. After a day's journey, I walked more than twice as far as ordinary people.

The forest is densely wooded, and sunlight is difficult to penetrate. By evening, it was already night.

The Spirit Fox Mercenary Group has quite a lot of experience in performing tasks in the field, so they found a flat grassland early, took out their tents, and set up a simple camp.

Seeing that the tent actually had his own share, Long Aotian was a little surprised. Judging from the content of the "eavesdropping", everyone's attitude towards him is quite repulsive, and they think that Franco has not prepared for himself at all.

For this regiment leader with a little slippery head in the middle of the square, Long Aotian couldn't help but glance at it.

Dinner was served with dry food, and if it weren't for the fear that the smell of roasted meat would attract the beasts of the night, the beasts and monsters slaughtered during the day would be a good delicacy.

The members of the group gathered around and decided the order of candidates for the evening vigil in a few words. They are all old acquaintances, and there is no need to discuss them at all, let alone argue about them.

Long Aotian, a new member, was both unexpected and reasonably given the privilege of not having to keep a vigil. He understood Franco's thoughts, and spent the night in the woods, and there were many dangers lurking. The duties of the night watchman are very heavy, and there are quite a lot of requirements for ability and responsibility, who dares to trust Long Aotian, a newcomer who seems to have no experience.

Long Aotian didn't say anything, didn't even say thanks, just greeted everyone with a slight smile, and then turned around and returned to the tent assigned to him.

York, who was the first to keep vigil, looked at his back and hated the roots of his teeth. But this task assignment plan was decided by everyone, and he couldn't say anything.

The members of the regiment returned to their tents to rest, and York took up his responsibilities and began to work.

He is a thief, and he has a knack for setting up traps and triggering alarms, which is why he is usually assigned the first vigil.

York had been busy for a while, and there were already a lot of changes around the camp that were hard to discern with the naked eye. He looked around and was quite pleased with his masterpiece.

After doing all this, York sat down with his back against a large tree not far from the fire, and the whole person slowly melted into the shadows.

Time passed slowly, and the night grew thicker and thicker. Before you know it, York's vigil is coming to an end.

He let out a long sigh of relief, stretched, and stepped back from the shadows of the night.

York stood up and walked in the direction of the tent.

Over there, the regimental commander, Franco, was already up, and he was preparing to take York's class.

Suddenly, the thief paused in his footsteps, and he turned his head to look outside the camp.

Similarly, Franco, who was walking this way, stared at the dark night of the woods outside.

Before he knew it, his right hand had touched the hilt of the sword on his left waist.

"Woo~"

A low but penetrating voice sounded, not disturbing the large and small animals in the forest, but the remaining three members of the Spirit Fox Mercenary Regiment who were sleeping in the tent all woke up, and almost the moment the whining sounded sounded, they had already picked up their weapons and rushed out.