Near wetlands.

The banner hunts, and the iron armor is sonorous.

Dozens of knights in light armor sat on majestic horses, and a fierce team of mercenaries gathered nearby.

The aura of these people is relatively fierce, and from a distance, they give people a feeling of being like a tiger and a wolf, unlike other mercenaries, this group of people is transforming into some elite regular armies in terms of equipment and mental outlook.

There were about five or six hundred mercenaries gathered here, and they were faintly divided into several different teams, and it seemed that there was a certain strategic calculation among them, they were not the kind of second-rate mercenaries who rushed to hula and rush up.

At the front of the team, more than a dozen knights with masked helmets only showed a pair of cold eyes, their sitting posture and momentum were no different from regular knights, they all wore long swords around their waists, and there were knightly round shields and knightly crossbows on horseback, although they were wearing the half-length armor that the mercenaries liked, but in this way, they could use the mercenaries' special combat skills more conveniently.

These dozens of knights lined up in a small phalanx, giving people a feeling of extreme indifference, that feeling was like facing a group of ruthless combat weapons, but the momentum of dozens of people was comparable to hundreds of people, giving people a sense of oppression.

In front of the phalanx of knights, a knight held in his left hand a pennant embroidered with the inrest of the Iron Sword Regiment.

"Carlos!"

A rough and calm male voice sounded, and in the front row of the cavalry, a bearded man in gray-white armor was sitting on a horse with scarlet eyes, grinning at one of the people beside him: "Look at our good man with iron swords!" Compared to the group of soft knights in Xiliu City, they are much more majestic! Hahaha! ”

"Commander, do you want to think again?"

Carlos, the deputy head of the Iron Sword Regiment, whispered with a worried expression.

The laughter was sluggish.

The leader of the Iron Sword Regiment, who was called the "Black Iron Sword", put away the smile on his face, he glanced at the knights behind him, then looked at Carlos, smiled again, and said in a low voice: "My deputy head Carlos, you also know this matter!" ”

"The choice is not mine!"

He looked up at the wetland not far away, and there was a hint of inexplicability in his tone.

"But ......"

"Nothing! Our Iron Sword Regiment has just arrived, and the little cubs in Xiliu City are not good birds, and the Sunset Regiment in the west, and some second-rate-looking garbage groups, none of them have nodding! Sooner or later, they're going to have to go big! We can't afford to be weak! ”

The rough voice of the black iron sword was rapid and low, directly interrupting Carlos's words, and finally there was a faint ruthlessness in his eyes.

"This ...... Alas! ”

Carlos looked at the unquestionable black iron sword, opened his mouth, and finally could only sigh.

He once served a large nobleman on the coast, and Carlos received an orthodox knightly education from an early age, which not only covered the knight's combat skills and chivalry, but also contained a lot of military knowledge.

This skeleton regiment is not easy to see, and the weak do not dare to provoke the iron sword like this, Carlos, the former knight, has always thought that it is very unwise to fight so aggressively and rashly.

"Deputy Commander Carlos, you, it's better to take care of your own affairs, we have mercenaries living in a mercenary way! A big fist has the final say! The aristocratic lord's set doesn't work! ”

Seeing that Carlos was reprimanded by the Black Iron Sword, a guy with triangular eyes and a hooked nose stood up with a smile and persuaded him.

When Carlos heard this, he raised his eyebrows, his eyes were slightly cold, and he said lightly: "Oh? Does the big fist have the final say? Do you want to test if my spear is not sharp?! ”

The triangular eyes glanced at the war spear behind Carlos's back with fear, and then bowed his head slightly towards Carlos to show his respect.

Just like he just said, the strength of the mercenary is king, and his strength is not as good as Carlos, so naturally he doesn't dare to say anything more.

But.

When he looked down, there was a strange glint in those uncomfortable triangular eyes.

He, like Scar Man, is the patriarch of the Iron Sword Regiment.

Originally, he and Fangs were both strong candidates for the deputy head of the regiment.

It's a pity that Carlos came from behind, and his strong strength and knightly knowledge easily convinced a group of people.

The commander of the Iron Sword Regiment is also an aspiring person, and he took a fancy to Carlos's military talent as a knight, and directly overrode public opinion and promoted Carlos to the position of deputy commander.

Carlos was an upright knight, and he naturally did his best to help the Iron Sword Regiment grow stronger.

Arguably.

A large part of the Iron Sword Regiment's current military strength is due to Carlos's excellent military talent.

But where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Carlos used the military system to change the rewards and punishments of the Iron Sword Regiment to a certain extent, although it improved the combat effectiveness and solved the discipline problem of the mercenaries, but in this way, on the one hand, he violated the interests of the old members, and on the other hand, it made many unruly mercenaries feel unhappy.

An excellent force.

It must have excellent discipline, and at least it cannot be rushed to the top in a group battle, and in order to increase the enthusiasm of the soldiers, many incentives must be perfected.

Carlos carried out a comprehensive institutional improvement.

But some of the old members who were originally in high positions were not satisfied, and the mercenaries were a group of people who couldn't get on the stage, most of them were born poor, and nepotism or charlatanism was a major characteristic of them.

The words in the mouth of Triangle Eye, "Mercenaries have mercenary ways of living" is an allusion to Carlos as a high-ranking knight.

Sadly, however.

Carlos solved all the hidden dangers of the Iron Sword Order's future discipline and system, but in the end, he offended most of the people, and some people's dissatisfaction was already unconcealed.

If it weren't for the support of the Black Iron Sword, he would also have his own strength.

At this time, I am afraid that he has already been overturned.

In this crusade against the Skeleton Regiment, Carlos was the only high-ranking Iron Sword Regiment who insisted on being cautious.

Perhaps the former knight has been smoothed out by life, and perhaps he has learned to compromise.

But true chivalry was still imprinted in his heart, and even though he knew that the regimental commander Black Iron Sword and the members of the regiment were in favor of the conquest of the skeleton regiment, he still insisted on expressing his thoughts, even if he offended everyone for it, he was unwavering.

"Alas...... This move is really wrong! ”

Carlos looked helplessly at the high-spirited black iron sword, and sighed in his heart.

He knows it well.

The Iron Sword Regiment evacuated from the coast to Xiliu City because of him, and the regiment commander was already dissatisfied with him.

"But! …… Along the coast, that's a man-eating maelstrom! ……”

Carlos is not a reckless person.

Even if he took revenge, he wouldn't drag the others down, but he still chose to assassinate the nobleman, and a large part of the reason was that he wanted the Iron Sword Regiment to stay away from the strife in the coastal areas.

Now I have come to the city of Xiliu.

This place is also a dark tide, and the dissatisfaction in Black Iron Sword's heart has reached its peak, and he is expressing his dissatisfaction by rejecting Carlos's opinion this time.