Thor ran wildly down the road, followed by seven or eight mercenaries. They climbed the wall from a corner and ran out of the camp and ran all the way to Suero.

"Thor, Thor, we, why are we going to Suero, ahem, what if, what if the slaves attack the city?" asked a fat mercenary who was out of breath next to him.

"We have nothing but clothes, how can we run long distances, you idiot. Gotta go to Suero and get some gear. You've all followed me. This time I was blind and took the wrong mission, and I will ask for money to compensate you for the equipment you lost!" Thor was vindictive, and his speech was relaxed.

This promise lifted the spirits of the mercenaries, who were already extremely demoralized. A big mercenary laughed happily and praised: "Thor, I will recognize you as the boss in the future." Anyway, you have what it takes to get out of those slaves. And, we have to make up for our equipment. I, Potter, will serve a good man like you!"

"yes! Boss Thor didn't say that he could still get business from elves. Alas, this time it would have been blocked by those damn sluts. We're not done. A thin mercenary agreed.

"yes. "That's it, but, it's a pity for those elves." They, they're so beautiful, I itch all the way. ”

The fat man's words resonated with a lot, and several of the mercenaries lamented, eager to replace Ralph with them.

Thor listened to this, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The thin man suddenly remembered something, patted his head and asked, "By the way, boss." If those elves escaped and told me about it this time, would it be troublesome? I've heard that those elves are the most protective of their shortcomings. If the elves who were chasing after us to save people knew about it, they wouldn't have found us. ”

"You also underestimate those slaves, these delicate beauties fall into the hands of hundreds of strong men, can they end up well? The big mercenary said disdainfully, "Boss Thor, do you think that's the reason?"

"Let's take care of ourselves. "Thor ran over a small slope, and the outer city of Suero was already in sight. However, in front of the outer city, in the direction of the slave camp, a large group of knights appeared in a tight battle.

There were about four or five hundred of those knights, all dressed in delicate leather armor painted with delicate magic patterns, carrying compound bows of about one meter and a half, carrying long swords at their waists, and wearing blue cloaks. On the cuirass of each of them, a cyclone-shaped mark was inscribed.

These cavalrymen apparently also saw Thor and the others. They divided into a group of ten, turned on their horses, and ran towards them with great speed.

"Boss. Who are they? They seem to be coming at us, should we avoid them?" stammered the fat man.

Thor smiled slightly and said, "No." ”

While the others were still hesitating, the thin mercenary secretly stepped back, took a few steps back, and fled desperately as soon as he turned around.

The others also panicked when they saw this, and the strong man Potter also stepped back, and said as he retreated: "Boss Thor, I see, I'd better go outside the city first, I know a farmer, and some things are put there......"

Thor shook his head and sighed, "Why do you bother. ”

In an instant, the fighting spirit on his body exploded, and the man rushed towards Potter like a cannonball, using his hand as a sword, slashing at Potter's throat, and flesh and blood suddenly burst from there. At this time, the strength he showed was several times stronger than when he fought with slaves!

Several of the other mercenaries scattered and fled screaming, but Thor didn't chase after him, just stood there with a sneer. The cavalry rushed over and ignored him. They all crossed his side and split up to chase after the mercenaries.

The mercenaries had no weapons at all, and they were powerless in front of the cavalry. In fact, even if they were fully armed, they would definitely not be able to resist these cavalry who had already begun to fight.

A few bowstrings sounded, and the mercenaries, including the thin man who fled first, were shot to the ground. The pursuing cavalry did not just let them go, but rushed forward one after another and cut off their heads.

In less than two minutes, all the mercenaries were killed.

The horsemen returned to Dothor and dismounted, "I've seen the centurion." ”

Thor nodded, stepped on his horse, and headed for the cavalry. He had already seen that the person he wanted to see was under the heavy protection of the cavalry.

"Drew, hard work. Priest Roland smiled at Drew Centurion, who was disguised as a mercenary under the alias "Thor".

Drew made a knightly salute like the priest of Roland, and reported: "My lord, the elves have been surrounded by crazy slaves, and they have used the 'Seed of Guardianship' to start a great war, whether they die or live in the end, the lords behind those slave traders will know that this riot is caused by the elves." ”

"Good. We have nothing to do with elven heretics. ”

"Yes. It doesn't matter. All the mercenaries I recruited are dead. ”

"As you know, is it enough for the Knights of the Wind under Deputy Commander Garrison to completely eradicate the slave rebellion?"

"Enough. Although there are some masters among the slaves, they are a rabble after all, as long as they come up and break them...... The pursuit of killings is the strength of our Knights of the Wind. ”

"Good. After a while, you should not participate in the extermination of slaves, lest you be recognized by those who have a will. Roland waved his hand and told Drew to step down.

After listening to the conversation between the two, Garno couldn't help but ask, "My lord." After all, many slave owners knew that we had been there to distribute medicines. Would it be suspected that we gave the slave an antidote?"

Roland smiled, "Garneau, this kind of speculation without evidence is pointless. You remember, in the political game, even if you secretly know that you want the other party to die, you always have to get by on the face. If anyone takes the liberty of lifting the tablecloth, they are killing themselves. Now that the elves have taken on the role of substitute for the ghosts, everyone knows that the nature temple and the elves have always been very different, and no one has any reason to blame us. ”

"But that might add some unseen enemies to us. ”

"There is nothing in the world that proves you better than the 'enemy'. Don't be afraid to make enemies. A man who has no enemies is sad. This shows that he has neither greedy interests nor enough threats, so what's the point of that life?"

Garno seemed to be refreshed by these words, and was stunned for a moment before nodding yes.

"Alright, just wait in peace. The Knights of the Wind have blocked the road at both ends of the camp. When the slaves get out of the camp, it's time for us to exterminate the rioting slaves. A few days later, the most powerful and opposed slave traders in the region were wiped out, and we reappeared as the saviors of Suero, and the time had come for the Temple of Nature to take control of the outer city of Suero. ”

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It was nearly dusk, and the sunset and setting sun had already dyed the dirt slope rose. Suddenly, a horse's head emerged from the top of the hillside, and then a knight was seen riding over the hillside, and then one by one, the horse's head was revealed, and more than fifty horsemen, protecting two four-wheeled carriages, were approaching this way. Behind them were more warriors on foot, dressed in various armors, wearing different coats of arms, and holding weapons of different lengths and shorts, in a line of six, following the cart. These fighters were obviously not trained in a queue, and a simple long line was crooked, but just by visual inspection, it could be seen that these people were physically strong and had good morale, and they were quite energetic.

Garrison, the deputy leader of the Knights of the Tempest, had already put his knights on his horse and prepared to charge. But the team in front of him made him a little confused. Was this really a slave of the rebellion? Or was it the private army of some lord? After all, in his imagination, the slaves of the rebellion must have been bandits carrying their belongings and holding women, right?

Seeing the movement here, the knight in front of him shouted a few times. The slowly marching infantry stopped and began to stand in several phalanxes under the command of several knights. Constantly people climbed up the hillside and joined the phalanx.

However, the two carriages, surrounded by a dozen cavalrymen, drove towards the position of the Knights of the Tempest.

"Who are you!" Garrison asked loudly as he pushed aside the group to the front, his roar using his unique fighting skills, and his voice was so loud that even the people lining up on the hillside felt a shout in their ears, and the group was a little chaotic.

"In the carriage are Master Xiao Chen, Master Luo Ling, and the three heads of the Juan family, the Barthes family, and the Lynch family! Who are you?" Roger also roared loudly, although he was not as skilled as Garrison, but because of the distance, it also shocked the horses of the Knights, and they were slightly restless.

Wizard Garrison is a little confused. I don't know what this is. He thought for a moment and said, "I'm Garrison, the deputy head of the Tempest Knights of the Temple of Nature. Ask the mage to come out and answer. ”

The carriage slowly stopped in front of the formation, the two knights dismounted and opened the door, and Xiao Chen and Luo Ling, who were wearing mage robes, stepped out of the carriage. After this bloody day, Xiao Chen's face was a little more weathered, and his eyes were also tired. It's like a piece of pig iron, which has been hammered well, and the iron is still the same iron, but it has undergone essential changes. On the contrary, Luo Ling's appearance is still the same as in the morning. She followed Xiao Chen a little lazily. Like a cat following an old dog.

"Knights of the Knights of the Wind?" Xiao Chen looked at Garrison and nodded, "We are mages from Montenegro, and we have come to visit our old friend Master Icassa. By the way, add some warriors and slaves to my castle. ”

Hearing Master Icassa, Garrison knew that he was having a hard time, and he pointed to the five large phalanxes that had been assembled on the hillside not far away, and asked, "Mr. Mage, are you visiting a friend, and you still have the army with you?"

"You mean them?" Xiao Chen grinned, "Those are all slaves I bought." ”

"The slave you bought??" Garrison's eyes widened, and his eyes almost dropped to the ground.

"Ha, I bought a bit too much. ”