"Keep up, Gnoll. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoOur soldiers have a bad impression of your kind, so you have to be careful. Scarface walks through the ruins of Gallen's town, and he leads the gnolls in search of the High Lord Mograini.

The gnoll Norris Greyskin, his hands were tied with rope by Scarface, and the original wooden stick in his hand was also held in the hand by Millus in the back, originally Millus was going to be used as firewood, but the gnoll man was unwilling to live or die, he said that this was his staff to communicate with the god of nature, and Millers had to give up.

The soldiers who were cleaning up the ruins of the town around all looked at this scene with some amazement.

It was not uncommon for two Crusader soldiers to walk one after the other, crushing a gnolloll captive in the middle.

It's not that the Crusaders didn't capture captives, some of the older Crusader soldiers and orcs didn't catch them in the first place, but the Gnolls didn't have that kind of treatment.

Most of them have no intelligence, and they are not even qualified to be prisoners, and they burn and loot, attack lone travelers and caravans in the wilderness, slaughter some remote villages and towns, and compress the living space of human beings.

"They caught a gnoll as a prisoner?" A soldier said in amazement.

"This gnoll is still wearing a woman's dress, haha, that's interesting." There were soldiers who laughed at the gray-skinned attire.

"Maybe there's something special about this gnolf." There are also soldiers who analyze rationally.

"Oh my God, this must be the stupidest decision I've ever made in my life!" Millers walked forward with the soldiers pointing around him.

Millers' face flushed, and he pulled his helmet down to cover his eyes.

What the hell! How could I agree to such a ridiculous thing?! Take a gnolla to the Great Lord? I must have been infected by this sissy!

Right! It must be yes, I said why is my body so itchy, I want to take a bath, I am infected!

If Scarface knew that Millers was thinking, he would probably really put the maggots in his toilet.

"I'm sorry I'm bothering you by my presence." The gnoll hides himself behind Scarface with his head down.

"Shut up! If you speak again, I'll leave you to them!" Millers said impatiently, gesturing to the oncoming group of soldiers on the opposite side.

This group of soldiers were soldiers from the main battlefield behind them, and their bodies were stained with the blood of the gnolls, and they were walking with laughter and laughter.

Scarface nodded at the leading soldier and continued walking, when suddenly the group of soldiers stopped them.

"Sergeant, where are you going to take this gnolloll with you?" The sergeant in the lead stopped Scarface, and he looked at the gnolls with interest.

Scarface had to stop, saluting the sergeant and explaining.

"Sergeant, we're going to take this gnoll captive to the Great Lord."

"Oh? You're going to take such a beast to the Great Lord too?! Is there anything special about it? ”

With that, the sergeant walked out of the line and circled around the gnoll, and on the silver armor of the crusaders on his body, stained with the blood of Sensen, and the blood on his face covered his entire face, he walked around the gnoll to the front of the gray skin of the gnoll.

Gnoll Grayskin glanced up at him, and the sergeant opened his mouth to show Bai Sensen's teeth, and he laughed, a smile that was so terrifying against the blood on his face.

The gnoll Greyskin stepped back, his dog-like face trying to smile, but doing so made the sergeant opposite him even more excited.

The sergeant smiled and put his face close to the gnoll, who bowed his head in resignation.

"Hah!" The sergeant suddenly cracked his mouth and snarled loudly at the gnoll with his teeth.

The gnoll gray skin lay directly on the ground, wailing like a wild dog, and once again a large trace of water appeared under his crotch.

"Hahahaha" all the soldiers around him began to laugh.

The sergeant looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, and he smiled and turned to walk towards his team, a deep voice coming from his mouth.

"Kill this beast, there is no need for such a beast to approach and threaten the Great Lord and occupy the Great Lord's precious time."

Among the dozen or so soldiers opposite, a middle-aged man with a big beard walked out, his eyes shining with hatred, staring at the gnolls on the ground as if he were literally.

"Leave it to me, Sergeant Ramos, and I'll make this gnoll regret coming into this world!"

"Wait!" Scarface stopped the soldier.

When he watched the sergeant do that before, he didn't stop him from acting, because the soldiers needed to vent their emotions after the battle, and the reputation of the gnoll was really bad, so he didn't make a sound. On the other hand, it is also because his military rank is higher than his own, and it is inconvenient for him to speak out.

But now, this sergeant directly asked his soldiers to deal with this gnoll, how can this work!

"Oh?" The sergeant turned his head and looked at him in surprise.

Scarface said with a straight face, "Sergeant, he is my prisoner, what to do with him, I have the final say!" ”

"Oh?!" The sergeant turned around and walked over to Scarface, his eyes meeting Scarface.

"What if I command you?"

"I'm sorry, you're not my boss, and I don't have to follow your orders!" Scarface said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Hearing this, the sergeant looked down at his robe, and he saw the eyes of the double-headed eagle on the robe.

"Oh, I mean, it's the sissy team!" The sergeant said with interest.

Scarface has no reaction to this.

"What, will you noble scouts also participate in the first battlefield?" The sergeant stared into Scarface's eyes, mocking.

Scarface remained aloof.

"And what if I have to kill it?!" The sergeant put his head on Scarface's head, and the two looked at each other, both of them had their noses together, and the sergeant wanted to overwhelm Scarface with his morale.

"Then you can give it a try." Scarface also said fiercely against his face.

The soldiers watched in silence as it all moved faster than they could react. Soon, the soldiers in the sergeant's ranks gathered around.

Millers, who was behind Scarface, also hurriedly stood next to Scarface, looking at the soldiers around him.

"Want to fight?!" Millers spun the hammer and said, "The hammer in my hand killed hundreds of undead today!" Don't let it fall on you, or you'll regret it! ”

For a while, the soldiers watching the drama around and the soldiers on both sides fell silent.

"You're kind, sergeant!"

"You're not bad, Sergeant!"

The two exchanged glances at each other and said.

The sergeant suddenly got his hands on and pushed Scarface hard, but Scarface didn't move, he looked at Scarface in surprise, and then said.

"Okay boy! You have a kind, I remember you! I'm Marianne Ramos, Captain of Team A, Squadron C, Company D, Second Legion, and we'll see you next time! The sergeant gestured to Scarface with a motion to wipe his neck.

"Second Legion Scout Company E Scout Anderson Mario, you're always welcome." Scarface shot back.

Sergeant Ramos waved his hand, and the soldiers put away their guys, and then left in line.

"Sergeant Ramos! Do you know where the Great Lord is? Scarface shouted loudly.

"The entrance to town! The Grand Lord and His Excellency Locke, the Adjutant Locke, are there! The sergeant's voice came from a distance, and they turned the ruins of a house and disappeared into the town.

Scarface breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, the army is like this, no one wants to discredit their company, even if they are weak, they can't be softened if they can't fight.

What's more, if you're a scout, you can't be convinced!

"Hurry up, don't play dead! You coward! Millers kicked the gnoll who had been lying on the ground since the beginning of the conflict and pretending to be dead, "Look how much trouble you've caused us!" ”

The gnoll first raised his head to observe the situation around him, and then he got up on his feet.

"Thank you for your help, Greyskin will not forget the benefactor who helped him. The gods of nature will bless you. ”

The captive party began to walk towards the edge of the town, and for a moment no one spoke.

Scarface soon interrupts the situation.

"Millers, thank you for helping me just now, thank you." Scarface's deep voice came from the front.

"Hmph, you sissy, who helped you?! We're only in this group for the time being! I can't let them ride on my head and pull shi, and then I'm still going to say, delicious!? Delicious!? Milles' disdainful voice came from behind.

"Instead of that, I might as well just go over with a hammer! Smash his head and blossom! ”

Scarface's eternal face showed some smiles.

"Well, though, if you really think I've helped you, then when it's all over, invite me to a drink of dwarven ale, and maybe Millers will gladly and generously accept your thanks."

Millers pursed his lips and made a zzi sound, "I haven't been drinking ale for a long time, that taste~~" Millers seemed to be savoring something.

"It's unforgettable!"

"No!" Scarface shook his head and said in front.

"What! You stingy guy! Don't you even want to drink alcohol? I was so mistaken about you! Millers exploded in an instant.

"No, no, no, don't wait for this to be over, when we get back to Gadar to rest, I'll take you for a drink, no! Let you drink enough! Scarface explained with a smile that he was starting to like this straight-tempered temporary teammate.

"Hmph, it's pretty much the same, Millus was known as the god of wine at the beginning, and countless people who wanted to challenge me were drunk by me and lowered on the table in the hotel." Millers bragged.

Scarface's scar twitched a little, and before he had even drunk, did he start getting drunk?

"Have you ever drunk Darnassus? That taste~~"

"Oh! And Dwarven Stout! That's delicious! ”

Speaking of wine, it seemed that Milles's conversation box was opened at once, and he began to gush endlessly.

Scarface ignored Millers' chatter behind him, and he even wondered if Millers had dwarven blood, otherwise he would be so fond of alcohol and even as verbose as a dwarf.