The beautiful Emerald Forest is the southernmost forest of the Kingdom of Sinnar, because of the humid climate, it is very rich in products, and the location of the border with the Duchy of Gilir encourages merchants from both countries to explore business opportunities here. www.biquge.info Every year, a large number of goods from the north and south will be sent to Ruiwen Ling, where the Emerald Forest is located, the development of the economy brings the flow of talents, adventurers and mercenaries are always chasing the antelope of the plaster, and the variety of Warcraft varieties in the Emerald Forest has fattened a large group of adventurers and mercenaries, and also buried the bones of countless people.

The Blade Mercenary Regiment is one of the mercenary groups that still survive in the Emerald Forest after countless baptisms, and they may not be as united as the soldiers in the center of the kingdom, but they are more familiar with the rules of the jungle and understand the intrigues between people. The life of a mercenary is to lick the blood from the knife, and unlike the adventurers who are alone, they choose to huddle and are forced to take on more powerful challenges.

As the head of the regiment, Mo Luo understands that the task of taking over Duke Raven this time is to gamble on the fate of his mercenary group, if he can defeat the prince's personal guard and seize the monster, then under the influence of Duke Raven, even if the hunter mercenary group is disbanded, they can get a lot of bounty, and then avoid the pursuit of the royal family and live in seclusion. If he fails, he will only get a small subsidy and be completely exiled, or become a ghost under the royal family's sword and axe.

All this speculation is based on the degree of care that Duke Raven has cared for the people in the past dynasties, as the ruler of an economic artery, every Duke Raven is an important economic supporter of the Kingdom of Sinnar, money is nothing to those who bear the surname Raven, and the first few times the Duke hired him, he also paid a very considerable amount. But politics is politics, and the mercenary group hired by Duke Raven to deal with the prince's personal guards is tantamount to fighting against the royal family. In the end, it is unknown whether Duke Raven will be able to fulfill his promise, but since he has taken on this task, he will start to do it, and what are the mercenaries fighting for with their lives, isn't it money!

"Captain, look." The ranger quickly ran to his side and handed him the binoculars in his hand, and Moro followed the direction pointed out by the ranger, and the toucan, which had been blackened, was plummeting from the sky in smoke.

Morrow knew that the bird, with its huge beak and faintly visible cyan feathers, was the same as Duke Raven's elf, but the miserable appearance made him a little incredulous. He had had the privilege of witnessing the Duke's elves, and his rich blue-gray feathers and powerful elven power fascinated him, but now they were not as beautiful as the lowliest delphinium in the forest.

"Quick, that's the Duke's elf, send a team to bring it back to the Duke's Palace." Commander Moro immediately ordered someone to rescue the duke's elf, as long as there is the kindness to save the elf, even if the duke regrets it afterwards, he will hesitate, and the survival of the hunting blade mercenary group until now is not just based on combat effectiveness.

The team was soon led away by the ranger from the mercenary group that was heading towards the interior of the forest, and Moro trusted the ranger Aalto, who was originally an unrestrained ranger, but stayed in the mercenary group in return after Moro saved his life from the beast. Now, five years later, Alto's diligence was enough for Moro to trust him completely, which is why he entrusted him with this important task.

"Keep moving forward before the sentinel returns, the prince's guards are all knights, and their high rank but heavy armor will surely stop them! The shield axe bearer also has to maintain vigilance against the sudden attack of the monster, this is already the interior of the forest, and the level of the monster will be much higher than the outside. After Aalto's team left, Moro gave the order, and at the same time took the lead and took the lead in picking up his shield and walking at the front of the group.

He had been in the Emerald Forest for many years before forming the Hunter Mercenary Regiment, and knew that the inner and outer forests were completely different. One second you may see a rabbit eating grass and think it's a harmless creature, but the next second the rabbit could spit out elemental arrows that pierce your head. The general creatures that can be seen in this era are all defective products of Warcraft degenerate, and everyone who knows the history of the continent knows that nearly 10,000 years ago, the living space of human beings was only a corner of the continent, and other places were the paradise of Warcraft. Now human beings have become the lords of the continent, but that is also on the surface, because this world is too vast, and there are too many places that human beings have not visited, and who knows where there will not be monsters sleeping enough to destroy the world.

Moro was at the front of the line, guarding the surroundings, when suddenly there was a commotion from the forest, which made him immediately pull out his axe from behind his waist and slash it in one direction. The battle spirit that had been cultivated by years of fighting with demonic beasts exploded, and the heavy power of will wrapped around the battle axe and shattered the ice picks that attacked him, and the ballasts of the ice picks dissipated into the air the moment they landed.

Without Mo Luo's reminder, the entire mercenary group moved, and the perennial cooperation allowed everyone to find their own position. Those who have awakened their fighting spirit will hold close-range weapons and shields to block the front, and those who have not awakened their battle qi will pick up spears and bows and crossbows to fill the gaps in the attack at any time.

Warcraft are territorial animals, whether they are herbivores or carnivores, as long as there are threatening creatures that invade their territory, they will attack. Mo Luo has heard bursts of wolf howls, as the most common creatures in the forest, different kinds of demon wolves are always the creatures that mercenaries crusade the most, and the trouble is that these wolf howls are not the howls of wolves to drive away intruders, but howls with offensive meaning, indicating that the mercenary group has crossed the line and will not die.

"All hands are ready for battle!" Before Moro could finish speaking, more ice picks shot towards them, Moro raised his shield and lowered his body at the same time, and concentrated all the attack points on the shield, and all the ice picks that attacked the shield were shattered into the most basic elements under the action of the battle qi on the shield surface.

But that's just the beginning, the next pack of wolves is the main play.

"-Woo!"

The head wolf gave the order to attack, and countless frost demon wolves immediately rushed out of the forest and pounced on the mercenary group. With a wave of his hand, Moro severed the head of one demon wolf, but another followed.

Not far from the Hunter Mercenary Regiment, the captain of the Prince's Guard lowered the visor from his forehead, allowing only a contemptuous gaze in the mesh through which he could see. As the prince said, these mercenaries are brainless fools, and such a large group of people can't avoid the wolf's nose even with rosemary that can hide the smell.

He kicked the sentinels on the ground, who had been stabbed through the throats by the guards' swords, and he didn't want to bring news of the elves to the mercenaries unless he escaped the hook of the seductor Sardar. After smearing all the dirt and leaves from his boots on a sentry tower with a disgusted expression, the captain of the guards mounted his horse and led the guards towards the place where Xiao Baibai was.

Xiao Baibai, who had been in his mind early on about what was happening here, didn't know anything, and because he didn't know if the time in this world was still twenty-four hours, he wanted to find a place to live temporarily. As an alien species, he couldn't tell that the two birds he shot down were elves, but he still subconsciously left the lake in the opposite direction from where he fell.

After passively using the Quenching Flame Chapter and experiencing the powerful outburst of the Retreat Evil Chapter, Xiao Baibai finally got used to his body a little, and his fingers no longer left deep paw prints when he touched the trunk of the tree. After searching aimlessly for some time, he finally found a suitable dirt slope, and with the appropriate modifications, it became a dry and warm hole. He was about to enter this cave to catch up on his sleep, when the trigeminal nerve suddenly trembled and made him instantly turn his head to look in a certain direction, only to see that the overwhelming light sprinkled the whole world, and the night sky, which was originally black, suddenly turned into a bright day, and the junction between night and day can be described as distinct.

It was the first time Xiao Baibai had seen such a spectacular sunrise when he had grown to such a size, but instead of the sun, there was a huge circle inlaid with a dazzling fireball in the middle.

"Day, Nima, my sun." Xiao Baibai's heart popped up with such a sentence.