James's skills were all related to medicine and academia, and this specialization allowed him to excel in both the medical and natural sciences. In reality, James is more skilled in medicine than in the game, and he also has some knowledge of priesthood.

With him on board, the morale of Byron's troops was further boosted.

The soldiers weren't afraid to fight, because James gave them a sense of "as long as you don't die, Master James can cure you!" so that they are more courageous when they fight.

Of course, James has a limited level, but the morale is good for Byron.

After a battle, there are casualties among Byron's troops, and there are soldiers who can be upgraded. Even the women in the camp were promoted after putting on the captured cotton armor and Rhodok crossbow. The name is still the woman of the battalion, but the combat effectiveness has been greatly improved.

Now even the Swadia militia is no match for these women with equal equipment. However, they still don't train enough, so they still don't work well together.

However, considering that these women mainly carried things and did chores under the supervision of Jamila, Byron did not ask too much for the training of these women.

And after this battle, except for Byron's peony mercenaries, the other mercenary units employed by the Swadia Kingdom suffered heavy losses. Of the mercenaries in their early thousands, less than seven hundred remained after the war. And the wounded who died during this time cut this number by fifty.

The strength of Byron's peony mercenaries has exceeded the sum of other mercenary teams, and Byron's mind has also hit these "peers".

The day after James joined the Peony Mercenaries, Byron sent a message to the rest of the mercenary leaders, inviting them to a party in his camp.

Originally, these mercenary leaders were not in the mood to attend such a party. In their eyes, Byron was just a stinking kid who had a few spare money to form a mercenary army. Although the strength is very strong, he still relies on his subordinates, and he has no ability.

They looked down on Byron in their hearts, and to a certain extent, they were jealous of his wealth and luck.

But now their camp was full of wounds, and Byron had hired a famous doctor and prepared a large amount of medicine. In addition, the price of offending the Peony mercenaries was too high, and they could not afford to be hit hard, so except for one mercenary unit who came over on behalf of the captain of a mercenary cavalry because the captain was too seriously injured, the rest of the mercenary team captains came to the camp of the Peony mercenaries.

Although they were all mercenaries hired by the king, there were still security risks. Therefore, these mercenary captains have brought a few capable soldiers as escorts, so that whether the other party has malicious intentions or needs to show strength, they can come in handy.

The banquet was held in a large tent that had been erected, and the food was plentiful. The bread and vegetables were fresh and the wine was among the best that could be found in the village. There is also venison, which is not usually easy to eat, and fruits that are not common in this season.

However, what made these captains feel strange was that it was not Byron who was responsible for entertaining them, nor was it the two recognized peony mercenaries Fatis and Alleyne who were strong in battle, but the old mercenary Kenrad.

What made them even more puzzling was that Kenrad didn't say anything else, and after greeting him, he told his story.

Every mercenary has a story, and everyone is different. The mercenary captains were also curious. They didn't know much about this strong mercenary, but the scars on his body showed that his story was no less than their own.

"I'm from overseas."

Kenrad cleared his throat and began to tell his story.

His background is simple and complex, many of the mercenaries on the continent of Calradia are from overseas, and many of them are able to achieve success. The word overseas is always very attractive to people.

The mercenary captains also picked up the food and listened as they ate.

"I was born in a small village, and our lords there are just like those of Calradia, collecting taxes from us, and sometimes forcing conscription."

"I worked under him for three years, but I didn't get a single one. My dad went underground with my mom, and I stole all my equipment from the army and took all my belongings to Calradia. At that time, I heard that this was the work of a soldier. ”

"But the ship we were on was robbed by pirates halfway through, and I was sold to the southern shores by those bastards. Twenty-six dinars, which I was worth at the time, and I was helping the robbers to bargain, but unfortunately it didn't work out. ”

At this point, the two mercenary captains couldn't help but laugh, and Kenrad smiled as well and continued to tell his story.

"I only know how to fight and farm, so I was bought by a Salander nobleman to work as a slave soldier. It was not a human life, with spears to be stabbed by the poor and thieves during the day, and whipped by the nobles at night. I persevered for four years and almost died in this job. ”

"Until one day, the rich bastard died in the woman's belly, and his sons fought each other over the property. We slaves who stood guard at the gate rushed in and killed everyone in the house, and fled the city on their horses. ”

As he said this, Kenrad's tone became cold, and the mercenary leaders who were busy enjoying food and wine also stopped, and their eyes all looked at Kenrad.

"We have become robbers, plundering those who have whipped us. We cut off their heads and hung them on spears, and threw their carcasses at hyenas and wolves. We fill our wine glasses with their blood and drink in their mansions. ”

"It was also on that day that I killed all the other people because they wanted to gouge out the eyes of those poor children."

"I joined a group of mercenaries who would dare to take anything in my blood-stained robes, and I haven't changed my job for six years."

"Later our captain became like those noble lords and also started robbing the village, so I killed him and formed my own team with those who were willing to follow me."

"We have a hundred and three cavalry at the most, the Kugits call us southern wolves, the Swadias call us vulture thugs, and the lords of Salander are our patrons, but they always try to kill me. From Ahuen to Dukuba, the robbers and horse thieves along the way trembled at the sound of our name, and the children of the slave owners of Salander were too frightened to cry at the sound of my name. ”

At this point, Kenrad's expression had returned to normal, while the other mercenary leaders were stunned, their necks stiff and unable to move.

"I'm the Kenrad of the South, people call me 'Camel', and a lot of people call me a butcher, but I've always thought I'm a good person. ”

Kenrad said lightly.