The autumn wind is bleak, the tall Ponse Mountains are like a barrier to block the monsoon winds blowing on the ocean, the cold air from the grizzly hills all the way down, the whole earth seems to be covered with a layer of cold, and the large green plants are gradually fading, as if the cold winter of everything is about to wither.

Different from the docile and pleasant climate in the south, there is no poetic painting of red maple leaves all over the mountains, nor the magnificent joy of the golden wheat waves sweeping the land in the north.

A cluster of small black dots in the distance of the horizon is gradually magnifying.

"Tell everyone to stop!"

The majestic 'Demon Hand' knight Doha Gul, Lema Henggo, stopped on a high hill, and under his helmet a pair of eyes as sharp as a falcon, staring at a camp in the distance.

"Guys, what do you think of this sentinel camp in the wilderness?"

Doha Gul, the Demon Hand of the Devil, raised his horsewhip and pointed to the Seth Guard Tower in the distance, and asked in a deep voice.

Behind him.

Thousands of fierce mercenary adventurers stopped one after another, their equipment was uneven, and the good ones were wearing fine half-body armor, almost just a shabby leather armor, but the fierceness of their faces was particularly eye-catching.

These people all have different symbols embroidered on their chests, and at a glance they can tell which force they belong to.

"As you all know this time, Weststream City has issued a war call for war, and before the first winter snow falls, we will launch an attack on the Emerald Territory, and this will be an important strategic location! Viscount Winton has made it necessary for us to take it! What do you think about this? ”

Doha Gul's voice was low, with a weight peculiar to a middle-aged man, and the imposing and terrifying lion symbol on the jet-black right arm shoulder armor was awe-inspiring.

He did not put on heavy armor, but only put on a chain mail, and simply wore a black robe, except that he had a huge shoulder armor buckled on his right arm, and a huge lion's head was engraved on the shoulder armor, and the soft black silk hung down from the shoulder armor, and from the shoulder armor to his right arm, it was covered with black gauntlets, like the arm of a demon.

"Lord Dohagur, you're too worried!"

Behind him, a big man in a heavy cuirass said disapprovingly, he had a face with a Chinese character, and when he heard the words of the demon hand, his face showed a trace of disdain.

He pointed to the Seth watchtower and said, "This watchtower camp is a joke in my eyes. Such a watchtower camp is not at all comparable to those cities with strong and tall walls, and even the scale of defense of the osm watchtower camp not far away, it is not at all difficult to take down such a camp! ”

"Oh? Aardman, since you are so confident, how about your Boulder Regiment attack first? Take it here, I'll celebrate you! Hearing the big man's words, a sneer appeared on Dohagul's face.

This middle-aged man is the leader of the Boulder Mercenary Group, originally a mercenary group in the interior, and he is also a little famous, and he took refuge with Viscount Winton not long ago.

And all the centaurs here.

Basically, they all belong to the noble group to which Viscount Winton belongs, including Doha Gul, the Devil's Hand.

More than ten years ago, he used to be a centurion of the Clover Legion, and in several wars, with his good record, he almost could be promoted to the knightly rank, but a crushing defeat made all his hard work go to waste.

Later he pledged allegiance to Viscount Winton.

With the Viscount's support, he left the Clover Legion and formed a mercenary organization known as the Bloodkill Bounty.

Originally composed of veterans of the Clover Legion, the group gradually developed into a personal force of Viscount Winton, and was well known among the Varesian mercenary organization.

During an exploration of the ruins, Doha Gul gained the power of antiquity, and was known as the "Devil's Hand".

"This ...... I'm afraid it's not right! Aardman smirked.

Seeing Aardman's appearance, the other person beside him looked disdainful, and he turned straight and said, "I heard that this Seth Sentry Tower used to belong to the Iron Sword Regiment. ”

"The strength of the Iron Sword Regiment is not weak, since this sentry tower camp has changed owners, its owner must not be afraid of the Iron Sword Regiment! And the situation of the Iron Sword Regiment is unknown now, I don't think we can take it lightly! ”

"Not bad!"

Dohagur glanced back at the man, raised his hand and pointed at the Seth watchtower, chuckling, "But you're only right. ”

"It used to be owned by the Iron Sword Regiment, but the Iron Sword Regiment is a thing of the past! The Viscount will give you an explanation of this.

As for the group of people who occupy this place, they are nothing more than a group of opportunists! What we really have to think about is not how to occupy this place! And you should think about how to hold this place! ”

The words fell.

There was a commotion from the crowd around him, and there was something surprising in Dohagul's words.

"The Iron Sword Regiment is a thing of the past?!" Someone exclaimed in a low voice.

"Humph!"

A cold snort came out, and I saw the person who had just spoken stepped forward, and asked Doha Gul with a somewhat solemn expression: "Listening to Your Excellency's tone, it seems that there are still some problems in this sentry tower camp that make Lord Viscount embarrassed?" ”

Dohagur glanced at the man unexpectedly, he thought about it, this person didn't seem to be a mercenary operating near the Osme watchtower before, paused, and said: "This is the matter of those big people, we don't understand, but sometimes, some things are not as simple as they seem!" ”

Saying that, the corner of the demon's hand smiled coldly, and he didn't know what came to mind.

"Is it pressure from the city lord's side?" The man asked in a low voice, a solemnity in his tone.

Doha Gul looked ahead with a blank face, neither denying nor confirming.

But sometimes silence is indicative.

"I see!"

The man slowly retracted back to his place, and he bowed respectfully and said, "Your Excellency, I am Felix of the Crescent Hunting Regiment, thank you for the reminder. ”

Crescent Hunting Regiment.

Dohagur glanced at him, and he had an impression of the name, which seemed to be a mercenary organization operating on the North Shore.

With the Gnibol River as the boundary, Weststream City has always wanted to develop the north bank area, so recently, there have been mercenary organizations carrying out hunting missions there.

Among them, in recent times, the more famous ones are the sunset, the crescent moon, the rose and other mercenary organizations.

"I can't imagine that this crescent moon hunting group has actually backed a certain nobleman......"

Doha Gul thought to himself.

He is a confidant of Viscount Winton, and this crescent group is by no means under the command of Viscount Winton, so he should have reached an agreement with some other nobleman.

"This attack on the Seth Guard Tower seems to be a battle between mercenaries, but in essence, it is a wrestling between nobles such as the upper Viscount Winton and the city lord, and I am just an executor!"

Dohagul's face remained unchanged, and his mind was full of thoughts, and he saw some things very thoroughly.

"The watchtower in this wilderness may seem inconspicuous, but once the battle against the Emerald Leader is won in Westflow City.

Whether it's marching into Grizzly Hills and the Ponse region, or steadily occupying the Emerald Territory, this will become an important transit point, and occupying this place, the Viscount will gain more say! And I, perhaps, can also be among the nobles! ”

The thought of this made his eyes fire as he looked at Seth's tower.

As for Rhodes and others in the sentry tower at this time.

In his eyes, it is just a chicken and a dog, and the war will soon be defeated.