"Night Raven Catcher of the Dead", the second turn special class of the Imperial Human Wanderer, is good at bow and arrows and tracking, and the difficulty of the transfer mission is still above the "Mountain Guard", with its highly recognizable cold shape and top individual combat ability in the field, it is widely sought after by players, and once ranked in the top ten of the most popular second turn professions.

In the background, these hunters with raven masks on their faces are devotees of Moore, the "God of the Dead" and the "God of Dreams and Prophecies", worshipping him as a symbol of the dead.

Their bows and arrows are the scythes of death, stained with special venom that kill them with a single blow, and the crows flying in the air are both Moorish symbols and pets, guides when tracking down enemies.

The high-level "Night Raven Catcher" can also use a skill called "Raven's Talisman" to summon a group of ghostly crows with Moorish divine power to assist them in battle, which is a rare and good helper.

Although the strength is undoubted, for most ordinary people, these "crow hunters" always reveal an air of isolation and indifference, so unless there is a death of a loved one in the family, most people are reluctant to deal with them, and in the eyes of the upright Fletcher, these eccentric guys do not look like soldiers at all, hide their heads and tails, and never have to see people in their real faces, not to mention that they are still being transferred to their own territory, as if the "mountain guards" can't guard the borders of the empire, and they are very unpopular with him.

Listening to his tone, Lepp also guessed a few points, the mercenary captain who had been in the army for many years was no stranger to this kind of contradiction between different troops, and quickly changed the conversation, scolded a few beastmen, and then waited for Fletcher to recover a little strength, and the two of them greeted their subordinates separately and began to clean up the battlefield.

The surviving mercenaries all gathered on the edge of the city wall at this time, bandaging each other's wounds, talking loudly about their performance, and occasionally someone turned their heads to ridicule the crowd of onlookers, especially those "cowards" who did not dare to make a move.

After Rep and the two female mercenaries came over, they were immediately treated like heroes, and the mercenaries spontaneously applauded and whistled, and being able to fight side by side with such a powerful warrior against evil creatures was not only an honor for these soldiers living at the bottom of society, but also a capital that could be boasted about in the future.

"Beauty" Brienne, and even some people have begun to call this tall Norscan woman like this, because her beauty is just as amazing strength,

This slightly frivolous nickname fell into the ears of the stone, not only did it not get angry, but it was also a little funny, firstly, because the name she borrowed itself was "beauty", which can be said to be quite a coincidence, and she was also very curious about how a certain demon prince under the banner of lust would react when he heard that someone had the same nickname as herself.

It didn't take long for the casualty figures to be reported to Rip, and the "Forgiveness Mercenary Group" had a total of 11 killed and 16 seriously wounded, most of whom were newcomers, and the casualties of the other mercenaries were similar.

After consulting with Stone and Fitandila, Rep decided to bury the bodies of the mercenaries killed in battle, leaving the wounded in the "border town" to rest and entrust Fletcher to help take care of them, believing that with this experience of fighting side by side, they will definitely be well cared for.

According to the past practice, the mercenaries this time is equivalent to helping the official defend the city once, and it stands to reason that they can ask for a certain amount of money as a reward, no, not long after the battle, people from other mercenary groups came to find Rip, hoping that he could come forward and help go to Fletcher to discuss the loss of money.

Lei Pu did not refuse, although these mercenaries were also out of self-preservation, but anyway, they also listened to their own encouragement to participate in the battle, and in the end they also paid a lot of price, and it was appropriate to collect reasonable compensation.

As he approached Fletcher, a burst of cheers erupted from outside the city, and the gates of the city finally opened, and a large number of heavily armed "mountain guards" swarmed out, and at the head of the line was an old man dressed as a nobleman and a tall, middle-aged warrior with a firm step.

"The one in front is Viscount Gruntstudt, Raphael Feynman, lord of the border town, and next to him is Hargreaves, our captain."

Fletcher straightened as much as he could, and whispered as he introduced Rep to his side.

This siege of the beastmen immediately alarmed the big men in the city, and it was not only the "Night Raven Catcher" who was urgently summoned, but also the other soldiers of the "Mountain Guard", who had already been ready behind the city gate, but they could only stare dryly at the screams of their companions before they died, because no one dared to guarantee that the other party had other ambushes, and waited until all the enemies were destroyed, and then came out with the lord, but the battle had long been over.

Unlike the self-proclaimed pheasant nobles of the "Frontier Princes", Raphael Feynman's title of "Viscount Gruntstart" was canonized by the Elector himself, and his family has ruled in the "Frontier Town" for hundreds of years.

However, the gray-haired viscount did not seem to be in good health, and the tragic picture outside the city and the smell of blood in the air made him very uncomfortable, so he kept covering his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and after briefly saying a few words of praise for Sigmar and the invincible scene of the Empire, he turned around and left with his attendants, leaving the aftermath to the commander of the "Mountain Guard".

"Lord Lord was seriously injured in the battle with Greenskin a few years ago, and he has not recovered for so long, and it is rare to be able to come out in person today, Rip, come and meet the head of the regiment with me."

Fletcher explained to the mercenary captain again, and led him towards the tall Hargreaves.

Hargreaves looked no more than thirty or forty years old, but he was actually over fifty years old, his back was straight, his golden hair was meticulously combed back, the heavy armor covering his body, the steel shield and the great sword behind his back were also spotlessly polished, and it was obvious that this was a soldier who was very strict with himself.

He should have heard about the deeds of the mercenaries from the defenders, although the heavy casualties of his subordinates made his face serious, but in the face of the mercenary captain brought by his henchman General Fletcher, he still showed due etiquette and demeanor, and took the initiative to take the compensation and follow-up treatment of the casualties mercenaries, although his tone was kind, but his face was not very good-looking.

In just half an hour, the most elite ace heavy infantry of the first brigade of the "Mountain Guard" lost more than 100 people, and nearly 200 people lost their combat effectiveness, including the wounded.

Seeing his carefully cultivated soldier turn into a corpse with no other face, even if he won the final victory, he couldn't feel better.

In the same way, you can understand why he is so polite to Rep now, if it weren't for the timely help of these mercenaries, not to mention whether the city gate could be defended, at least the number of casualties would definitely be more.

"Captain Rip, can you call the mercenary? I just heard about her heroic performance and would like to thank her in person. ”

Rip nodded, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Brienne, who was resting against the city wall, bounce up suddenly, like a sharp arrow off the string, rushing in the direction of the "Black Fire Trail".

At the same time, Hargreaves' face changed, and he turned around and shouted:

"Everyone's on alert! Close the door!!! ”

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