The flat floor in front of the exit of the mine has become a bloody battlefield, a desperate battle between more than thirty people, dead corpses, and flowing blood have turned the land into a slaughterhouse-like scene.

Jiang Yiming didn't have time to take a closer look at the overall situation, and found that the nearest member of the team on the right hand side had broken off his left arm under the attack of two guards, and he was about to be cut down.

Airplanes! The invisible spiritual impact rushed over like a tide, enveloping the three people who were fighting for their lives.

Bang dang! Boom!

The three people who were mentally impacted suddenly had a sharp pain in their heads, and they couldn't control their muscles in an instant, and they were carried to the ground by inertia.

Jiang Yiming wielded his heavy two-handed sword in turn, cutting off the heads of the two guards.

Soon, the guards from the camp were left with only York still fighting, and everyone else was lying on the ground. More than half of the guards' heads were cut off, and these were Jiang Yiming's merits.

York, who is two meters tall, is covered in iron armor and wields a giant axe, chasing Lin Sichun and Pei Yong like two monkeys, and only escaped with their lives at the hands of the Siberian brown bear by running around.

However, when Jiang Yiming and six or seven team members who could still fight surrounded him, the situation changed dramatically. York stopped like a car running out of gas, and Lin Sichun and Pei Yong didn't have to flee everywhere.

"Haha, good bear, you're going to die now!" Pei Yong held the big sword and laughed proudly. Even though there was a big hole in the leather armor on his chest, the blood was still flowing out, and he still didn't care too much.

"You weren't serfs before, you're even better than my junk men, either mercenaries or defectors." York swung the great axe for so long. The voice of speech did not decrease.

"But you want to keep me. That's wishful thinking! York snarled. It was as if it had been refilled with fuel and rushed straight in the direction it came.

Boom, boom, York is like a big truck. Due to his strong momentum, the momentum of the players facing him directly was low, and they involuntarily gave up a mouth.

"Don't let him run away!" Pei Yong shouted loudly and caught up.

Jiang Yiming stepped on his bare feet on the ground and sensed a slight tremor in the ground. That's just how the elephants pass by. Without guns, it is indeed difficult to resist with cold weapons alone.

But who made you unlucky and passed by me? The players around him had already retreated to the back, and five meters away was York, who was running wildly and charging, and a spiritual shock was released on York.

Rumble! York's footsteps faltered, and he fell down like an iron pillar with a loud noise.

"Aha, give me death!" Pei Yong was overjoyed, and after catching up with York, he stabbed through the gap between the two pieces of iron with a big sword in both hands.

Oh! York screamed violently. As if the last strength was stimulated by the severe pain, the big foot wearing iron armor kicked on Pei Yong's left calf.

Titicaca. Pei Yong's left calf made a fractured sound, bent up very unnaturally, and fell to the ground like a rag doll.

Lin Sichun walked over, pryed York's helmet with a big sword, and cut off his neck.

"We won?" Zhao Liang seemed to have broken a few ribs, staggered over to York's corpse, turned his head to look around, and said in disbelief.

Jiang Yiming nodded and said, "Yes, we have taken control of this camp. ”

He still hasn't said a word, and the price is heavy. Twelve of them were in the mine, but now only nine are alive, almost all of them are wounded. However, the results were also great, and almost all the guards in this camp were eliminated.

Jiang Yiming glanced at the cowering miners in the distance, and gathered all the weapons and armor on the battlefield with the team members who could still do a little thing. While the withered miners don't look like they want to rebel, it's best not to leave their weapons behind.

An hour later, Jiang Yiming and Zhao Liang moved into the guards' quarters, which were just a few rough stone houses, but compared to the cramped and dark caves where the miners lived, it was not bad.

The four guards guarding the gate of the camp began to run away as soon as they saw the faces of Jiang Yiming and the others in the East, even if they were wearing the guards' leather armor and bowing their heads. The end result was that two guards were captured, and two were not caught.

Because of this, Lin Sichun closed the heavy gate of the camp and arranged for one of the least injured team members to guard an arrow tower, so that the rest of the people lived in the largest stone house.

The interrogation begins.

Since waking up in a daze, Jiang Yiming's understanding of this world is almost zero, and now there are two guards who are much more knowledgeable than serfs, of course, they must use them as soon as possible. In order to get the correct answer, the two guards were interrogated separately and compared with each other.

In the end, the news was mixed. The good news is that Levincent Castle, the base camp of Baron Levincent, is more than thirty kilometers away from the iron mine cave, and the troops will not be sent to it until tomorrow at the earliest.

The bad news is that Lord Baron has three knights, and there are about a hundred professional soldiers in the castle, and their strength far exceeds that of Jiang Yiming and them. If cannon fodder is forcibly recruited, the number can be increased by five times.

As for the knowledge of the whole world, the two guards are also superficial. All they knew was that there was an earl, three viscounts, six barons and some lords, knights and other quasi-nobles on this land. Finally, there is the beast tide that strikes the city once every five years.

Even if it weren't for the day of the beast tide, the wilderness was full of ferocious beasts, and a few peasants wouldn't have been able to get far at all.

Beast tide or something, Jiang Yiming and the others didn't care, what they cared about was the baron's reaction. Just look at the Iron Mine Cave, where almost a third of the Baron's Castle is stationed, to know the importance of the Iron Mine Cave.

After the team escorted the two guards down the dungeon, there was silence in the stone house where the candles were lit.

"What's next?" Pei Yong's face was a little pale, with two large wooden planks tied to his left leg, and he sat on a rough stool and asked, breaking the somewhat stagnant atmosphere.

"Let's eat something before we discuss, that bit of black bread has long been digested, and I'm dying of hunger." Zhao Liang lay on the wheat straw and shouted loudly, diverting everyone's attention.

After a big battle, everyone present felt that their stomachs were empty, and no one objected to Zhao Liang's suggestion.

The guards' food was of course different from that of the miners, although it was the same black bread, but there was no sawdust or sand, and a few pieces of salted meat improved the taste.

Jiang Yiming didn't hold back either, and ate two pieces of fist-sized black bread. Although he knew that the food of this world came with side effects, he was already hungry for pantothenic acid water. Without eating any more, he doubted that the stomach would digest itself.

"Jiang Yiming, can you release your skills?" After eating the salted meat, Lin Sichun asked after taking a sip of the black wooden cup of water.

Eight pairs of eager eyes suddenly stared at Jiang Yiming's face. (To be continued.) )