"Matthews?!" Andrea's face remained unchanged, but the voice seemed to be squeezed out between his teeth, "What are your people doing here?" ”

"Hehe, of course I'm also looking for the Templar wanted by the Holy See." Entering the door was a mustachioed man with a large sword and a short sword at his waist.

Behind him, lightly armored warriors with swords and shields rushed in, and the Gothic swordsmen were faintly confronted.

"Do you want to make a few moves here?" Andrea sneered, "Two wins in three games, and the loser automatically withdraws?" ”

"No kidding." Captain Matthews replied in a sarcastic tone, "Even if we win, will you Iron Cross really quit obediently?" ”

"Of course." Andrea said righteously, "We Iron Cross have never been true to our word. It's your wind of freedom, and you don't do less to negotiate in front and then turn the table down. ”

"These people are mercenaries too?" Standing at the back of the crowd, Nora asked quietly.

"Ventlibre, a well-known mercenary group in the Kingdom of West Francia." Asker replied, "It's an old enemy with the Iron Cross Mercenaries. ”

"Of course, any large mercenary group of sufficient scale will almost inevitably have discord and grudge against each other. After all, there are only a few large orders in the world every year, and they have to fight to the death every time. ”

"Uh-oh." Nora took out a piece of paper and wrote it down, and couldn't help but have a strong interest in these anecdotes in the mercenary world.

"If you don't participate in the competition, then what are you blocking us at the gate of the castle?" Andrea asked him rhetorically, "Are you planning to besiege us all here in advance in order to monopolize Vonxim's bounty?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding mercenaries immediately clamored. Matthews' face changed, and he immediately sneered and said:

"Don't sow discord, our wind of freedom hasn't done anything to do anything to these idle mercenaries."

"It's your Iron Cross, it's really a fine calculation, the bounty offered by the Holy See to Von Maxim is 500 pounds, and you only give 5 pounds for providing clues? What a hard job to use everyone as a coolie!"

"Everyone!" Matthews turned to the crowd and said in a loud voice, "Whoever can find a clue about Vonxim can come to our Free Wind Mercenary Regiment." Let's go and kill Vonksim together, and the bounty will be 100 pounds as a reward! ”

The crowd suddenly stirred up again. These idle mercenaries are basically in groups of three or five, even if they are a team of 5 people, they can get 20 pounds each in a 100-pound bounty, which is far more than the price given by the Iron Cross.

As for participating in the battle to besiege Vonksim, as long as the price is full, which one of those present will be afraid of death? Those who are afraid of death will not come to be mercenaries.

"Hahaha." Andrea sneered, "Playing the trick of betraying teammates again, aren't you tired of the wind of freedom?" Last time in Burguil, West Francia, you also offered a bounty of 100 pounds, and as a result, the mercenaries who provided the clues all died in the battle...... Did the 100 pounds bounty be sent to their families? ”

"You still have the face to mention the Bulgei business?" Matthews immediately turned his face and said angrily, "If it weren't for your Iron Cross ambushing us outside, those mercenaries would have died innocently?" The idle mercenaries have no grievances with you, and you dare to kill them! ”

"The mercenary brothers who have already received 2 dinars here, do you really think that the Iron Cross will do charity to give you money? Be careful if you have a life to take money and leave without a life! ”

The two of them ridiculed and derogated each other, and they were indignant and angrily reprimanded each other, which can be described as provocative and heart-wrenching, and the surrounding mercenaries were confused. This...... Which side should I trust?

"It's wonderful." Medea crossed her arms and showed a look of amazement, "I thought the mercenaries were all stinky men with muscles in their heads, and I didn't expect that they would be intrigued to such an extent." ”

"It's relatively peaceful." "If you really want to do it, they have a lot of dirty work that you can't imagine." ”

"For example, ambush at the entrance of the passage, and wait for the competitors who have completed the task to come out and then surround and kill; Another example is pretending to be an employer, deliberately concealing dangerous tasks as easy and difficult, and then tricking competitors into sending them to death. ”

"There are also spies who are sent to ambush in rival teams, and then quietly create team division and infighting, and finally get rid of the boss and take the position himself...... There are many similar cases. ”

"Is that really the case?" Nora almost shuddered at the hearing. She felt like a little white flower, and the examples Asker had said had broken through the limits of her imagination just by describing them.

"That's why I'm forming small teams." Aske replied, "As soon as there are many people, all kinds of strange troubles will follow, and it is better to keep it to about seven or eight people, and they all know each other." ”

The three of them whispered in the back, and the quarrel over there finally came to an end.

The men of the Iron Cross Mercenary Regiment stood to the right and continued to pay the mercenaries.

The Liberty Wind Mercenaries stood on the left, clearly distancing themselves from the Iron Cross.

Idle mercenaries kept approaching to inquire about the bounty and the specific share, and Matthews responded one by one with a smile on his face.

No matter how the two big mercenary groups don't deal with each other, it's a good thing for idle mercenaries. Many people with flexible brains have even figured out to take it all at both ends:

If you do find a clue to Vonxim, give the Iron Cross a 5-pound bounty first, and then join the Winds of Liberty combat team, and the bounties on both sides will be in hand.

A mercenary stepped out of the castle gates, took out the two silver coins he had just obtained, and examined them in the midday sun, as if to distinguish the authenticity of their workmanship.

In the next second, his head exploded out of thin air, as if a miniature bomb had been planted from within.

"Enemy attack!" The first to warn was the sword and shield warriors on the side of the Wind of Freedom, and everyone including Matthews rolled on the spot, purring behind the pillars and walls.

The Iron Cross mercenary group on the opposite side also reacted very quickly, leaning over as a horse lying on the ground, and then quickly crawling to find cover.

The tactical quality of the remaining idle mercenaries is not so high. The sound of glass shattering sounded, and another mercenary who was standing was shot in the head, and then the crowd erupted into screams of horror, some people drew their knives in a daze, some panicked and rushed out of the door, and some subconsciously looked around, and the people who learned from these big mercenary groups also fell to the ground, looking confused.

Outside the castle, there was a constant sound of headshots, which rang out at a regular rate of two shots per second.

On a distant mountain peak, Vonkesim, lying in the grass, held a sniper rifle and pulled the trigger steadily and rhythmically.

Bullets erupted from the muzzle of his gun, flying through the air for long distances, accurately killing the mercenaries who escaped from the castle one by one.

Soon there were no more people outside the castle who could stand. Vonksim spat out the stalk of grass in his mouth, a mocking smile drawn at the corner of his scarred mouth.

With a "bang", the Gothic swordsman behind the pillar collapsed. The bullet from the sniper rifle pierced the concrete column and pierced his neck.

Half of the strong Frankish man's neck was broken, revealing a large area of flesh, spine, and trachea, and he fell to the ground convulsing and silent.

At the very first moment of the gunshot, Asker extended his spirituality and sent both Medea and Nora back to Hearthfire Island, where he took refuge in the small space under the stairs with a rolling and sliding shovel.

"It's a prosthetic eye memory function." Looking at the fallen corpse in front of him, he thought to himself.

The so-called prosthetic eye memory refers to Von Ksim's modified prosthetic eye, which can record the traces of enemies in the field of vision.

Any enemy who has been exposed to the field of vision of the prosthetic eye, even if they hide behind cover in time, the database carried by the prosthetic eye will "remember" which cover the opponent has taken refuge into, and then the sniper rifle will calmly and blindly fire, and the bullet will penetrate the cover and cause damage.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" Gunfire from afar rang out again. At the first sound, one of the mercenaries hiding behind the wall screamed, and the bullet broke his arm, leaving only a bit of flesh and skin attached;

The second sound, however, was a hollow punch in the limestone floor;

With a third sound, the edge of the stone table was torn apart, and the mercenary hiding behind it was shot in the head, and the corpse hung limply.

"His prosthetic eye has a memory function!" Andrea roared, "We can't go on like this! Otherwise, even if we are hiding behind cover, we will only shoot for him! ”

"You're sending your snipers!" Matthews roared too.

"Of course we have snipers!" Andrea's eyes widened in anger, "Don't you? Send one person out of each way, don't talk nonsense! Hide and tuck, everyone is going to die! ”

"Leon!" Matthews turned his head and shouted.

"Franz!" Andrea also roared.

So the two snipers crawled out of the bunker, each found a window to ambush, and removed the sniper rifle hanging behind their backs.

"I don't like it." The sniper of the winds of freedom muttered, "The enemy is in the dark, we are in the light, this is simply death." ”

"Don't say anything unlucky." Franz rebuked him, "I threw my hat and drew a burst of his shots, and then we reached out of cover at the same time to shoot." ”

"You can tell where he is with just one shot?" Leon sneered.

"His sniper rifle is Killer III, it can't be equipped with muzzle brakes, and it will shoot with gun fire." Franz was silent and asked, "What are your visual sequences?" ”

"Vision II." Leon was silent and smiled, "You too?" ”

"That's right." Franz said, "The moment he shoots his hat, we capture the position of the gun's flame and kill it with one shot." It's a sniper showdown, who is faster and who survives. ”

"It's an unfair matchup, but at least there's a chance to win." Leon's hand grasped the cross around his neck and whispered to himself as if in prayer, "So be it." ”

"Okay." Franz took off the green beret above his head and took a deep breath, "Countdown." ”

“3。” He said. A few more gunshots rang out, and a mercenary in the hall was shot again.

“2。” Matthews and Andrea also had solemn faces and solemn expressions.

“1。” Aske behind the stairs vanished in place, and reappeared with Mi'er in the blink of an eye.

The green beret was tossed high, and two snipers slammed out of the ledge.

A gunshot rang out, and the beret flew out in an instant, jumping over the handrail of the stairs in the air and landing in front of Aske and Mi'er.

Got it! Franz and Leon's pupils constricted. Through the sights of the sniper rifles, they could see tiny flashes of gunfire on the top of the hill.

Both of them pulled the trigger at the same time and fired!

In the next second, Leon's body flew out upside down. The bullet from the sniper rifle struck him in the skull, as if knocking open the cap of a beer bottle, and his entire Heavenly Spirit Cap was blown off.

Didn't hit! He dodged!

Franz's spirit was tense to the extreme, and he knew in his heart that there was no mistake in the sniper between the two just now, and it must have been Vonxim who rolled after the shot and left his original position as expected!

Suddenly, he saw a little light on the mountain, and then disappeared again.

It's the reflection of the sniper rifle eyepiece! His eyepiece immediately latched on to the shiny position and pulled the trigger again.

"Bang!" Franz had a bloody hole in his forehead, and the sniper rifle slipped feebly from his hand, making a crisp sound on the ground.

At the top of the mountain in the distance, Vonksim sneered and continued to reload, loosening the silk thread wrapped around his fingers.

The other end of the thread stretched to the branch overhead, and the shards of the glass mirror shattered by the bullet fell and rolled several times on the grass.