"Iron Sword Regiment!"

Just when Carlos sighed secretly, the black iron sword grabbed the mount mixed with the blood of the demonic beast, the horse's hooves flew, the black iron sword laughed fiercely, and pulled out the dark long sword on his waist, as if it had magical power, the black sword attracted everyone's attention.

The sword was pointed straight at the wetland, and the rough voice shouted, "Attack!" ”

Where the sword is pointed, the army is fought!

"Iron Shield Brigade! Raise your shield! A man in chain mail drew his spear, raised his steel shield, and shouted, "Strike!" ”

Drink!

Behind the ranks of knights in front, a phalanx of warriors of about fifty people raised their tall shields in unison, which were heavy and hard, and the scene was majestic when they were erected.

The shield is held high, the phalanx of warriors is steady and firm, and they are also equipped with short swords at their waists to attack with shields, and in the army, there are also special stabbing shield soldiers, who are not only strong in defense, but also terrifying when using special shields.

"Spear brigade! Array! The triangular eagle-eyed hook-nosed guy also drew the long sword at his waist, and he shouted, "Keep your distance!" Sortie! ”

Whew!

More than fifty cold piercing spears stood diagonally, although some of these spears were barbed spears, some were sickles, and some were stabbed armor spears, but when they were erected in unison, there was an indescribable military style, and those unruly mercenaries maintained a five-person faction with serious faces, and a formation of ten people followed closely behind the big shield team in front.

"Warrior brigade! Sortie! ”

The scar man let out a loud shout, and the mercenaries armed with light flails, scimitars, and various melee solo weapons set off one after another.

"Shooter troops! Sortie! ”

A man dressed as a ranger shouted, and a group of mercenaries with bows and arrows on their backs or crossbows cautiously followed the front team towards the wetlands.

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One mercenary team after another formed a huge formation and headed towards the wetlands.

"Cavalry troops! Pressing the array! Advance! ”

Carlos watched the teams enter the mist-shrouded wetlands, and his uneasy thoughts grew stronger, but he had no choice but to draw his spear and let out a roar.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Dozens of indifferent knights in armor put down the masks of their helmets in unison, their spears were in front, and in the neighing of their horses, Carlos led these knights to slowly press forward.

Although the Iron Sword Regiment became more and more dissatisfied with Carlos, he still couldn't let go of the knightly principle in his heart.

Under his arguments.

The Iron Sword Regiment's lineup for attacking the wetlands changed from a more aggressive offensive lineup to a relatively conservative battle formation in the end.

"Maybe that's the last thing I can do......"

Carlos thought silently.

Stand on the hillside.

Black Iron Sword overlooked the lineup of the Iron Sword Regiment, and there was a hint of appreciation and pride in his eyes.

This is his Iron Sword Regiment!

It can be seen from the formation of the Iron Sword Regiment that this is a mercenary group that is not inferior to other professional armies.

At this moment.

He also had to admit that Carlos was still very good at leading troops, and just looking at this formation and movements, it could definitely be called a first-class mercenary group.

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In front of the Seth Watchtower camp.

Rhodes rode the polly dragon across the wilderness, followed closely behind him by more than forty wurmists with excited smiles on their faces. Farther behind, hundreds of mercenaries shouting and running were hanging in the distance.

“…… It's a bit tricky! ……”

Rhodes, who was at the front, had an expressionless face, but a faint blue spell aura flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he muttered a little solemnly in his heart.

In front of them.

Above a medium-sized watchtower camp, an eagle is hovering with its wings outstretched.

This is Seth Tower!

At this time, the situation in the watchtower camp was beyond Rhodes' expectations, centered on a medium-sized stone watchtower surrounded by various tents, which were not a surprise to Rhodes.

Farther away from the camp, groups of mercenaries were building various fortifications under the command of ogres, bears, goblins, and kobolds, and around the group of slaves, mercenaries with repeating crossbows were constantly patrolling back and forth.

Rod took a cursory look.

The number of mercenaries left behind in the entire camp is not large, about seventy or eighty people, not excluding some humans who are inside the building.

But the entire camp was populated by several times the number of humans, and the rows of hanged ogre corpses and whipped and wailing bear goblins stood out......

In contrast to these slaves is a group of kobold slaves who kneel and lick some mercenaries.

What he found most troublesome was that the entire camp was very well defended.

Surrounded by a high stone wall on all sides, and at intervals there was a small bunker-like earth and stone building, and under the gaze of the snake eater, Rhodes found at least four or five powerful alchemy weapons.

In this case, if you force an attack, or even without the enemy's attack, the group of Rhodes will collapse by themselves.

Sou!

At this moment, a sharp arrow roared with a terrifying sound.

From Rod's point of view, the cluster of arrows spiraling through the air grew larger and larger, and finally his eyes went black.

"Huh?"

He opened his eyes suddenly, and the breath of his whole body erupted uncontrollably, and the pollies under his crotch and around him let out a wail.

"Is that the one-eyed dragon?!"

At that moment, he saw through the perspective of the Serpent Eagle that on the tallest watchtower in the Seth Watchtower camp, a familiar one-eyed dragon shot that sharp arrow.

"Has it been discovered...... What a keen sense of perception! ……”

The corners of Rod's mouth curled slightly, and his gaze in the direction of Seth's watchtower was full of ambition.

"There is so much power left behind to guard the lair, but it can't stop me! Everything there will be mine! Rod's eyes lit up.

Most of the Iron Sword Regiment's wealth is estimated to be in the Seth Guard Tower at the moment, and judging by the signs of this mercenary group's activities along the coast, their treasure is enough to further strengthen Rhodes.

Wealth touches people's hearts.

Perhaps most of the mercenary groups did not dare to offend the Iron Sword Regiment when they couldn't see the outcome of the war between the Iron Sword Regiment and the Skeleton Regiment, but what kind of person is Rhodes, anyway, it is already hostile, and he naturally wants to weaken the enemy.

This time, he is destined to make his name in this Xiliu City.

"Raise the Sword Soul class level! Allocate two-thirds of the experience! ”

A dark golden glint flashed in Rod's eyes.

Most of the experience he has gained in the past half a month has been distributed by him in one go.

Killing experience is precious, but now is clearly not the time to hesitate, just as Carlos was forced to send arrows by the Iron Sword Regiment, and Rhodes had to move forward like a pawn crossing the river.

Life is like this, everyone is like a pawn, you can only move forward!

A golden glow flashed from under his eyes.

"Swordsman class level up to level 19."

"Level up to gain +5 Strength, +3 Intelligence, +4 Stamina, +4 Agility, +3 Spirit, and 2 Free Attributes."

"Your comprehension of the Sword Soul profession has been improved, your [Sword Mastery] skill and expertise have been improved, the [Sword Momentum] attack bonus has been increased, the [Mind and Spirit Unity] skill has been comprehended, and the critical damage and violence rate have been increased by ......"

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