The four people who had a dispute in front of the army were the four mercenary captains in this mercenary coalition.

Diff is thin, his eyes are gloomy, and his whole person looks very gloomy. When he heard this, he didn't immediately answer the black-armored swordsman, but glanced at Sert and Jean, smiled deeply, and said, "What do the two captains mean?"

After Selt and Jean glanced at each other, Jean was the first to speak: "It's still as agreed when the four of us formed the alliance, and you are in charge of the decision!"

Sert also nodded in agreement, "Yes, Diff, you are the most scheming of the four of us, and we all listen to you." ”

Dev sighed and said, "The reason why our four mercenary groups dared to lead a large force to attack this time only left a small part of their troops in the nest, and we are not afraid that the orcs will take the opportunity to take our nest, it is because the orcs' march route must pass through Lord Kravchuk's territory." And the price we paid in exchange for the right to pass through Lord Kravchuk's territory once and again is expensive enough, and most of the family funds accumulated by our four mercenary groups over the years will be taken off at once. With the pride of the Bloodfang Cavalry Regiment, most of them would not be willing to bow to Lord Kravchuk and pay such a large sum of money to buy the road, so we can say that there are no worries. If we can't get enough results in this attack, it seems that we are a little sorry for the sky-high price we paid to buy the road!"

Hearing Diff talk about the money he paid to Master Kravchuk, the other three mercenary captains immediately felt a twitch in their hearts. That one's appetite is too great! But, with that one's strength, he is worthy of such a huge appetite.

"Now those werewolves have escaped into the Zangar swamp, which is indeed a tricky thing! Let me see the specific location of those werewolves in the swamp first, and then make a decision!" said Div, and then he looked up, and when he saw a green-billed pelican flying out of the Zangar swamp in the sky above him, with a fat eel in his mouth, he immediately raised the magic wand in his hand, and a red light suddenly shot out from the head of the magic wand and hit the green-billed pelican. The green-billed pelican in the air trembled violently, opened its mouth and let out a panicked chirp, and the eel in its mouth suddenly fell. Immediately after, the green-billed pelican's eyes suddenly lit up with two blue glows, and then it spread its wings and turned back, and flew back to the Zangar swamp.

Diff still looked up at the sky. And from time to time, the same blue light flashed in his eyes as in the eyes of the green-billed pelican. At this moment, Div has used magic to control the green-billed pelican that has returned to the Zangar swamp, and everything the green-billed pelican sees in the swamp will fall into Div's eyes at the same time.

Somewhere in the swamp of Zangar, the air smelled of blood, and a terrible slaughter had just ended.

The area was littered with the carcasses of crocodiles, forty or fifty, in addition to the carcasses of a dozen werewolves and the carcasses of twenty wolves. Since this area is not a swampy area, but a shallow wetland with abundant water and grass, the carcasses of these crocodiles, werewolves, and wolves are not swallowed up by the swamp.

Except for the dozen or so werewolves who died in the battle with the crocodile

There are still more than 30 werewolves alive here. These werewolves were the wolf cavalry of the 2nd Brigade of the 4th Wing of the Bloodfang Cavalry Regiment that had successfully broken through from the town of Le Pen and retreated into the Zangar swamps. Originally, there were about 300 wolf cavalry who retreated into the swamp, but soon after these 300 retreated into the swamp, they were very unlucky to encounter a nest of 'swamp spikes'.

The 'Swamp Spike' is another name for a cyan giant bee in the Zangar Swamp. This cyan giant peak is as large as a bird's sparrow, and its tail sting is so sharp that it can easily pierce leather armor, even iron light armor. They have highly toxic glands in their bodies, and once the venom secreted from them is injected into the body of the stabbed person through the stinger, it will quickly cause the stabbed person's organs to fail, and eventually die of poison.

The venom discharged by a 'Swamp Spike' is enough to poison a wolf, and the number of a litter of 'Swamp Spikes' is often as high as hundreds or thousands, in the face of such an army of poisonous insects, even these brave wolf cavalry have to flee, and the team of 300 people is also scattered by the 'Swamp Spike'.

Hood sat on the ground with his back to the stalk of the fluorescent mushroom tree, his face blue, his chest heaving, and his mouth wheezing violently. He watched as his wolf cavalry gathered the corpses of his fallen comrades and began to set them on fire. The Zangar swamp is full of roaming monsters, and in order to prevent the corpses of these fallen comrades from becoming the rations of the monsters, Hood decided to burn all the corpses, even if the fire might reveal the location of his own people and attract those mercenaries, Hood couldn't care about it. He must not allow the corpses of his fallen comrades to be desecrated in the slightest.

"Captain, are you getting better?" asked a werewolf squadron leader as he walked up to Hood.

"Fortunately, I have suppressed the toxins in my body with my fighting spirit now, and I can't die for the time being!" Hood laughed with a hint of self-deprecation.

Hood is the captain of the second brigade of the fourth wing of the bloodfang cavalry regiment that retreated into the Zangar swamp, and he is only twenty-six years old this year, the youngest wolf cavalry captain in the entire bloodfang cavalry regiment. After encountering the swarm of 'Swamp Spikes' in the swamp, Hood, as the commander of the brigade and a high-level warrior of the seventh level, took the initiative to take on the task of breaking the rear. He strangled hundreds of giant peaks in the battle with the bee swarm, but he was also stung in many places on his body, and he was hit by the bee venom, and it was only by relying on his deep cultivation of fighting spirit that the bee venom was suppressed. After covering the escape of the brigade, Hood himself immediately disengaged from the battle with the giant bees, but because the group was scattered by the giant bees, Hood then gathered only about forty of his subordinates. While Hood was leading the forty or so men to search for others in the swamp, he stumbled into the territory of a group of crocodiles. After a fierce battle, although Hood and his party killed all the crocodiles, their own side also lost more than a dozen people. During the battle, Hood's suppressed bee venom attack nearly killed him. After the battle, Hood was able to suppress the bee venom again, but his physical condition was already worrying.

"Captain, what are we going to do next, or we'll rush out and fight those mercenaries!" the werewolf squadron leader bared his teeth and growled.

Hood shook his head and rejected the squadron leader's proposal: "Although we are not afraid of death, it is not advisable to die in a meaningless battle. The reinforcements of the Legion should be almost there, and as soon as the reinforcements arrive, we will rush out to avenge our brothers who died in the town of Le Pen!"

As Hood was talking to the werewolf squadron leader, they didn't notice that a green-billed pelican with a faint blue glow was quietly passing over them.

The green-billed pelican flapped its wings and soared in the sky of the Zangar Swamp, and the scenes of werewolf warriors fighting with the monsters in the swamp in many places on the ground of the Zangar swamp fell into its eyes one by one, and also fell into the eyes of Diff, the leader of the mercenary coalition outside the swamp.

It wasn't until a scavenging vulture hovering higher in the air for food spotted the green-billed pelican below, swooped down, and captured it with its probing talons, that the image of the Zangar swamp in Div's eyes was abruptly interrupted.

"Damn stupid bird!" scolded, Def, who had lost contact with the green-billed pelican and had to stop casting spells, wondering if he was scolding the green-billed pelican or the scavenging vulture. However, through the green-billed pelican's previous exploration, Div also had a rough idea of the current situation of the werewolves after retreating to the swamp.

I saw him say to the other three mercenary leaders: "Now those werewolves have somehow not gathered together in the swamp, but have dispersed, and have clashed with the demonic beasts in the swamp!"

Hearing this, after a short eye contact, the three mercenary leaders asked, "Then should we enter the swamp in order to completely kill these werewolves?"

"No, there are dangers lurking in the swamp, and we should not take risks lightly. We don't enter the swamp or retreat, as long as we stay here, maybe the monsters in the swamp will help us wipe out those werewolves without us taking action. Diff sneered.

"What if werewolf reinforcements arrive?" said Jean.

"Then we'll wait here and fight another battle with werewolf reinforcements!" said Div.

However, the other three did not answer Diff's rhetoric, but looked at each other. The combat effectiveness displayed by the blood-toothed wolf cavalry has shocked everyone to this day, and they all believe that they are worthy of the title of the strongest cavalry of the orcs. Not to mention the battle in which the mercenary coalition under the city of Boulder Fortress was defeated and retreated with twice the military superiority, just the battle of Le Pen, although the mercenary coalition won the battle, it ambushed only 500 enemies with 4,000 people, and finally let 300 of them escape. In the battle of Le Pen, the mercenary coalition relied on a huge numerical advantage and surprise tactics, and only killed about 200 blood-toothed wolf cavalry, while their own casualties were twice that of the blood-toothed wolf cavalry.

Diff saw the expressions of his three companions in his eyes, and naturally knew what was going on in their hearts. He coughed dryly twice before explaining, "When I say battle, of course, I mean when the number of werewolf reinforcements is small!"

Selt, Jean, and Jays all had speechless expressions on their faces. When Div saw it, he didn't care, he chuckled and said, "Hehe, according to the time and itinerary, the werewolf's reinforcements should have already set off from Boulder Fort, and they should arrive in the area of the Bishui River at this time." But as long as Quentin doesn't come with him this time, the number of werewolf reinforcements who can get here in time will definitely not be too much!"

"Of course, if I didn't bet right this time, and Quentin was also in the reinforcements, then we would have to retreat quickly!"