Night falls.

Osme Watchtower Camp, Hyena Tavern.

Under the noisy and noisy background music, Rod's tall and burly figure looked particularly hideous, he held a glass of rum, and listened to the group of men in the tavern loudly spread the news of today's camp, and he was in a bad mood.

Grunt!

Tilting his head and taking a sip of this slightly bitter black inferior wine, a hint of gloom flashed in Rod's eyes.

"Is there a brawl in the valley......"

He listened carefully to some rumors, and from these trivial words, he also learned some real news.

After he fled the valley.

The battle in that place is not over yet, looking at the heavy casualties of the Iron Sword Mercenary Group, I wonder if a quasi-legendary-level battle has really broken out in that valley, at least Rhodes feels that the ogre spellcaster is not so simple, and the strange object in its hand feels very dangerous.

Bang!

"Hey! Brothers! What's New! ”

The wooden door of the tavern was pushed open, and a man dressed as a hunter strode into the tavern, and with excitement in his eyes, he walked to the tavern counter, took a glass of rye wine, and drank it in a big gulp.

Wiping the wine from the corner of his mouth, the man said loudly: "There was a fight in the camp just now!" ”

"The Iron Sword Regiment's men have killed Harry the 'Whisperer'! The commotion was so loud that even the army in the camp came forward to suppress it, hehe, it is said that the Iron Sword Regiment may be 'invited' out of the camp. ”

After speaking, he took a slow sip of the rye wine in his hand.

"Old Thorn! Don't fucking talk halfway! Hyena, give him another glass of good wine! ......" a few men on the side shouted with interest.

The owner of the camp tavern is a man with half of his face disfigured.

Half of his face looked as if it had been burned by charcoals, and the guy named Hyena was said to have had a relationship with some of the camp's officials, and he was a good hand when he was younger, but it seemed that he met a wizard while on a mission.

The hapless hyena, whose face was ruined by the wizard's spell, fled back in disarray, and finally opened the tavern.

Being able to escape from a spellcaster, the hyena should indeed be a human being when he was younger.

"Give!"

Handing the man a glass of good wine as yellow as amber, the hyena grinned with interest.

"Hehe," Thorn said proudly with the glass of good wine, "I heard that the people of the Iron Sword Regiment are taking revenge!" ”

"Revenge?" Someone asked suspiciously.

"Didn't they go to conquer the Ogre Valley today! The losses are heavy, it is said that it is because some ruthless people gave the masters of the Iron Sword Regiment a hand halfway, don't you know the temper of this group of masters!! Hehe, they seem to be investigating those ruthless people through some means, like the 'whisperer' Harry was unlucky enough to be bumped into, and was hacked to death by several masters on the spot, tsk, that's a miserable! ......" Thorn took a sip and talked eloquently.

"It's been a buzz lately!"

Someone gloated.

There's really a lot of fun.

This Iron Sword Mercenary Group will be retribution, acting domineering and strong, they have suffered a big loss this time, they must be holding back the fire, revenge is certain, and some people will be liquidated.

And the guys who dare to attack the Iron Sword Regiment are also ruthless characters.

After all, if the means are not enough, I am afraid that they will all die in the valley, and those who can escape at this time are estimated to be masters.

The two gangs fought, and the Osme camp was probably lively.

in the corner.

Rod drank a glass of rum with a calm face, he loved the wine made from cane sugar, and the incomparable taste was very popular in the coastal region.

There was not a trace of fluctuation on his face as to these lively remarks in the tavern.

He knew that he was also on the Iron Sword Regiment's revenge list.

When in the valley.

Rhodes also doesn't remember how many people from the Iron Sword Regiment he hacked to death, and roughly calculated, there were always dozens of them.

Coupled with his burly size and eye-catching decapitating sword, if the mercenary group is really determined to take revenge on those who fish in troubled waters, Rhodes' target should be the easiest to lock.

So.

After escaping from the valley, Rhodes first made a big circle outside, in order to avoid the group.

"Heh, the Iron Sword Mercenary Regiment ......"

He chuckled, not paying attention to the alleged revenge.

Swordsmen are not afraid of challenges.

He had thought of this situation when he swung his sword at the members of the Iron Sword Mercenary Group in the valley, but Rhodes did not hesitate, and the sword in his hand still slashed steadily.

Adventurers are a profession that licks blood from the knife edge.

As the saying goes, "often floating in the rivers and lakes, how can there be no knife without being stabbed", when you come out to mix, there is always a sword and a sword.

If you're always looking ahead, it's better to find a place in the countryside to curl up.

Not to mention.

Time is running out for Rod.

Not to mention it from afar, let's just say that the contradiction between Xiliu City and the Jade Collar will break out in less than three months, or even less. Although Rhodes doesn't remember very well, now that Titus has taken control of Weststream.

According to the original historical trajectory, the first major thing this person did after taking power was to annex the Emerald Territory.

"Battle of the Emerald [Regional Campaign]: In the middle of October 1458 of the Destruction Calendar, due to the monster movement in the Grizzly Bear Hills, Xiliu City seized the opportunity to launch a full-scale war against the Emerald Territory. The battle laid the foundation for the future of the southwest coast of the Salt Coast, with the Titus-led regime formally bridging the inland and the sea. The opening order issued during the campaign allowed Titus to reap a large amount of war dividends, and with the support of resources from the Ponse region, he further possessed the capital for foreign expansion. ”

This was a battle that was first widely spread in the southwest coast region.

Although the Destruction Calendar began to be calculated after the catastrophe known as the Great Shift, according to the current continental calendar, it is now the year 1458 of the Destruction Calendar.

(PS: The Destruction Calendar and the Book of Genesis are similar to the chronology of the Common Era, such as how many years BC and how many years after AD.) ）

Regional rumors suggest that the war was an important turning point.

Take advantage of the opportunity in this war.

Rhodes even plans to storm the legendary realm once.

In such an urgent situation, not to mention the unknown Iron Sword Mercenary Group in the future, even the famous [Nightmare Knights] and [Ash Knights] in the future are in front of him, and Rhodes will not make a mistake.

"I should have taken the opportunity to make a fortune! ……”

Touching his chin, Rod muttered.

Originally, he went to the Ogre Valley to see if there was a chance to make a fortune.

In this world.

Wealth is indispensable for the rise of any power, such as hiring armies, building equipment, and buying supplies...... Which one does not require sufficient capital.

Don't think about relying on personal charm and prestige, and then someone will bow their heads to worship.

Adventurers are the most practical group of people, and if you don't have enough benefits, they don't care what kind of big person you are.

Rhodes is now poor and white, and he wants to make his first fortune in the Ogre Valley, and then rise strong in the next war.

Right now.

didn't catch a single copper plate, and made a fuss.

"But ......"

"People say that relying on the mountains to eat the mountains and relying on the water to draft the water, we don't have anything here, just a group of big bosses...... This Iron Sword Mercenary Group looks like it should be very rich! ……”

Dropping a few copper plates, Rhodes walked out of the tavern, muttering softly as his eyes gleamed with a grim sparkle on the other.