"Watch out on the left!" As Barrett spoke, Anvil lifted his shield and lunged towards the left side of the group, as if he had received an order.

With a 'clang' sound, the thick metal shield met the long sword in the enemy's hand. In the fleeting spark, the hands of the enemy with swords turned sour from the violent shock. At the same time, the expression on his face turned grinning.

Although the light from the torches was still dim, the anvil with its dark vision could clearly recognize the enemy's expression. Knowing that the opportunity had come, he slammed his short legs, which seemed to be made of large wine glasses, with a slam of force. Slam his nearly 200-pound weight through his shield onto the enemy's weapon.

The young warrior didn't check the sword in his hand for a moment, and it was knocked out like this. As the sword spun and plunged into the ground on the side, the steel shield pressed against the enemy's chest, causing the opponent to bend down with a thrust of breath. And the sharp steel thorns inlaid on the shield pierced the tightly riveted chain mail at this time.

The dwarf, whose legs were accelerating, took a few steps forward against the other and waved his left arm. Then the enemy soldier, who had seemed to be carried away by him, was turned aside. The broken rings, blood, and shredded flesh that the steel thorns brought out of the flesh showed that the opponent had an open wound in addition to being knocked out of place.

The anvil that had done all this didn't look back at the opponent who was lying on the ground struggling. Whether it is the experience brought by the mending knife or the proof of killing, the dwarves at this time have no time to care. Because as long as there is a delay at this time, the soldiers of the noble council will appear one after another. The anvil will definitely be completely powerless. In order to survive. In order to preserve that precious opportunity for resurrection. For the time being, players will only be able to give up part of their profits.

As the anvil rejoined the group in the middle of the run, he straightened his helmet with his shield-mounted left hand, and said breathlessly, "Damn! Why do these guys chase us so closely like mad dogs! ”

"Who made us stab a hornet's nest tonight!" Blocking a stone-throwing Clematis with his light shield, he reflexively knocked over an enemy with a short spear before turning back and turning back.

And Barrett, who was opening the way at the front at this moment, flew up and down like a huge butcher's knife with the 'broken peak' in his hand. With a few changes but a simple and effective attack, blood splattered all over the land. It can be seen in the light of enemy torches. The route Barrett had taken had been thoroughly stained red.

The tumbling heads, the mutilated limbs, and the scattered broken armor all became obstacles for those behind them to pay attention to. It's a pity that Barrett also has no time to worry about it at this time. Barrett, who had escaped the enemy's encirclement, thought he would be relieved.

However, it turned out that the two corps of Eagle Feather and 'Dragonclaw' were arranged in Walker Son more than players had expected - in the previous field battles, these two corps did not perform well. Therefore, the player's evaluation of the two is actually slightly lower than the real level of the enemy.

In addition, in the battle between them and the local defenders in Walkerson City, they were familiar with the environment and set up quite a lot of open posts and secret posts. Therefore, even if they temporarily escape from the clutches of the enemy's large army, the ensuing encirclement and interception cannot be completely avoided.

At this time, Rielly, who was in the middle of the line, turned around. The stout tail that dragged behind his back immediately became an anchor chain and slammed into the enemy's ankle. It is important to know that this part is the key point of the human body to bear weight. Even with the protection of armor, the impact of that attack is just as hard to eliminate.

Taking advantage of the other party's unstable center of gravity, Lalu, who had already been prepared, jumped out. I saw that the 'scorpion sickle' in his hand was carrying the barrel of the gun that bypassed the enemy's blockade, and cut into the relatively weakly protected left rib. After feeling the reaction of the weapon in his hand cutting through the fascia but not touching the bone, the cat boy made a big cut with the opponent's leather armor. Then he walked away in the other party's panicked and useless action of plugging the wound with his hand.

As she transformed into a raven more and more, Rielly became more and more familiar with the organs she didn't have. Similarly, the use of those natural weapons is becoming more and more proficient. Even the tail, which had never been used before, has now been practiced decently - although there is still a very big gap compared to the original, but it finally has a weapon to attack the next three ways. Anyway, Barrett doesn't expect how much damage Rielly's hand-to-hand combat ability can do now, as long as there is a way to cause trouble for the enemy, it is already earned.

After galloping all the way, Barrett jumped over a corner first. Immediately afterwards, he found a neat army coming towards him, and Barrett almost subconsciously clenched the 'broken peak' in his hand when he saw them. However, after seeing the texture on their blouses, he hurriedly showed off the badge he had obtained before he set off. Then he took back the Mo knife and leaned to the side of the road while saying that he had no malicious intent.

The players who arrived immediately after saw Barrett's movements, and began to follow suit. However, out of responsibility for their own safety, players have not completely let their guard down. Lalu and the anvil held the iridescent gems they had been given in the palm of their hands.

The same 'reinforcements' also had a scrutinizing attitude towards Barrett and others after discovering their actions. After all, they didn't know if the few people in front of them were pretending to be allies, and then suddenly broke out and hurt people when they were lax. In particular, Rielly's hideous and ugly image after her transformation also gave them a rather bad impression.

However, just as the two sides were about to make contact, at the intersection where the players fled, the pursuers of the noble council had already arrived. Watching these vicious enemies rush at them, the players have to give up the peace meeting for a while, and get back up and prepare to drive the damn pursuers back.

Although because of their previous actions, the reaction speed of the 'Bloodstained Gray Flower' this time was a little delayed. But with their comrades-in-arms behind them, they are no longer as worried as before. As Barrett leaned over, a fan-shaped scorching flame erupted from Rielly's demonized razor claws.

The attackers who were staggered by the flames. Face the black shadow that burst out of the flames. There's no way to fight back. A 'metal storm' once again brought down all the threatening targets around it. Barrett immediately retreated from the corner into the alley.

On the other hand, the players who have proved their camp with actual combat have somewhat accepted the regular army of Walkerson City. At this time, although they were still a little vigilant, they could still see that their attitudes had improved from their expressions.

Players who had cleared some of their pursuers immediately regrouped on the side of the road, and the official army did not stop because of them. It wasn't until both the Striker and the town had passed through that a non-commissioned officer approached the players with a personal entourage. With a smile on his face, he held out his right hand to the players, "How many are you?" ”

"We are members of the Bloodstained Greyflower Mercenary Regiment. Originally, it was like taking advantage of the night to make some extra money from the noble council, but I didn't expect their reaction to be so big. Barrett, who said this, shook hands and took out the two dog tags he had confiscated earlier. to increase the credibility of your own words.

After the other party's gaze lingered for a moment on the badges that identified the 'Dragon Claw' corps, he let go of Barrett's palm and nodded: "Is it the hunting team?" Hopefully, your plans will be affected in some way by the accident just now. The bounty on those guys in Walkerson City is still high. ”

"You look like we're not affected!" Barrett pretended to shrug his shoulders helplessly, "We just used the fireball technique to overturn a small stronghold of the 'Dragon Claw' legion, and before we could collect the loot, a large number of reinforcements from the other side arrived. Otherwise, we would have achieved more than what we have achieved now. ”

"Knocked down a stronghold of the Dragonclaw Legion with a fireball technique?" The other glanced at the players suspiciously, and then fixed his gaze on the transformed Rielly, who was still quite noticeable at the mention of fireballs.

Sensing the non-commissioned officer's gaze, Barrett reached out and patted Rielly, "This is the mage in our team. You also know that mages are relatively fragile, so when it comes to fighting. Some of them will turn themselves into powerful monsters. This is how you can keep yourself safe. ”

"Understand, understand! The safety of the mages is, of course, paramount. The wariness and disgust in the non-commissioned officer's eyes for Rielly immediately vanished, followed by a hint of respect - who made the Seven Cities Alliance's spellcaster reserve better than the other two camps of the Northland city-states. But it's still very rare compared to the south!

As a result, the caster's status has increased, and his reputation in hits has been higher than in the South. In particular, mages who are good at creating wealth and have a wealth of knowledge have a higher level of popular recognition within the Seven Cities Alliance than those in their own south. This tradition also affected the military, which is why the non-commissioned officer's attitude changed so significantly when he learned of Rielly's identity.

Barrett, who felt that the relationship between the two sides had become a lot closer, struck while the iron was hot: "To be honest, when we first acted, we didn't expect that the 'Dragon Claw' Corps and the 'Eagle Feather' Corps would suddenly change guards tonight, and as a result, the information we got before is useless now." And they're actually building a forward barracks next to the sentry, which we just discovered while dealing with these things. ”

"I guess I heard your information in the tavern!" The non-commissioned officer smiled and asked, apparently having been exposed to many similar situations before: "I won't tell you whether the information in that place is true or not." However, a considerable part of the intelligence lag is very obvious. If it's true, it's nothing in normal times, but in today's situation, you will be trapped. So next time, it's better to buy information from the site we set. ”

'Buy information from you?' Let's not talk about the price, we don't want to provide you with our complete information just to achieve it! It's all about to leave, and I don't want to tie myself to your battlefield......' Although he had such thoughts in his heart, Barrett still scratched his beard on the surface: "Isn't it not long since I arrived in Walkerson City!" I haven't changed my habits yet. ”

"If you haven't changed it, let's do it as soon as possible! What we need most now is qualified combatants. Speaking of this, the other party patted Barrett's arm, "You guys just performed quite well. Have you ever thought about becoming a contracted mercenary at the town hall so that you can get even more lucrative pay? Even the supply authorities will be responsible for some of it. If you can still make enough meritorious achievements, you will even have the opportunity to become a regular army and be rewarded with fields after the war. ”

The remuneration offered by the non-commissioned officer in front of him is not ungenerous in the Western Continent. It can be seen that Walkerson has begun to cry and bleed in order to win the battle. It's no wonder that so many mercenaries and adventurers from the south are pouring in. They were ready to trade their young lives for food, clothing, and status in the lower half of their lives - of course, in Barrett's view, only a few succeeded in the end. Most of the rest of the people may not be much more lucrative than ordinary mercenary missions.

Looking at the non-commissioned officer in front of him who was tasked with seducing him, Barrett lamented that the other party was doing his duty, but he was also thinking about how to repay the 'kindness' of the absolute side. After all, he didn't want to cause any trouble with the violent organs in the same camp as himself because of this trivial matter.

Fortunately, Barrett's head was fast enough, so that the other party did not see the obvious hesitation: "We are just preparing to take a look for the time being." After all, it will take a few days to get used to whether this battlefield is suitable for us at the moment, and it will take us a few days to get used to it. After all, such a large-scale street battle has not appeared for some years. We need to try more before we can decide if we will plan further again. ”

The other party, who knew something about the habits of the mercenaries, nodded at this time: "I understand your caution. However, if you are sure that it is appropriate, please go to the designated location as soon as possible to register. You can ask the bartenders for the exact location. They know this kind of news very well. (To be continued.) )

PS: Modify the wording. Thanks "Really." "Dragon's Storm" and "Brewing" 2 big monthly passes.