If a chaotic era can make people rich, then those who want or have made a fortune will definitely not let it return to order.

Dressed in black plate armor, Fed walked into Douro, the southern stronghold of the Kingdom of Salins. His hometown town is two and a half days away.

On a hot summer day, the lively town squares are filled with vendors, shouting missionaries, busy servants, and Kingdom patrols, travelers, adventurers, and even would-be criminals.

Fidel Torres, the only son of a small-town teacher. In this era, there are not many people with surnames, which shows that his father was or is a famous person. Pitch-black full-body armor covered his young, muscular body, but not a helmet. Deep eyes, a straight nose, and thin lips gave Fed a knightly charm and temperament, and his long jet-black hair was draped over the plate armor, and the black blended against his pale face.

"This is the Water Dog Mercenary Regiment," a fat man with disheveled hair and dull eyes sat in a large group of stalls recruiting mercenaries, without raising his head, "You are going to enlist us"

"I heard that you are the strongest mercenary group in the Douro. Fidel asked bluntly.

Only then did the fat man see the young man in front of him, his body wrapped in heavy black armor, and the other party's footsteps seemed to be very heavy, "Tell me about yourself." ”

Feder showed his white teeth and a rare smile and said, "I'm just a redneck, and I have brute strength." ”

"Do you have a good brain?"

"General. ”

"It looks like another potato that can walk. The obese man whispered.

"What I look like"

"No, no, this is a joke on our side, that is, you are a strong person!"

The fat man shrugged his body, sat up straight, and said, "Oh, of course our Water Dog Regiment is the most powerful mercenary group in the Douro! Six... Seven hundred!"

The other recruiters all cast disdainful glances, and a miscellaneous mercenary group of less than sixty people claimed to have hundreds of them. "But joining our water dog mercenary group doesn't mean that you can enter if you want to," the fat man touched his round belly, "First of all, you have to pay the entry fee, and you have to see if you can fight." ”

Feder didn't say anything, just looked at the other party quietly.

"And where did you steal this armor?" The fat man's round eyes looked Fei De up and down, not knowing whether it was greed or doubt, "Thieves and thieves can't join in." The new mercenary sitting behind him also came over and touched it, as if he had seen a rare treasure.

At this moment, a man came running from a distance, panting and pointing behind him, and said: "The regiment commander told us to gather at once to the east of the town!

"What a big task?!" The fat man's eyes lit up, he was the uncle of the head of the Water Dog Mercenary Regiment, so he would not participate in every dangerous mission, but the commission or reward for the task was always indispensable to this kind of person.

"It seems to be protecting" The messenger pointed at the fingers and looked at the sky, but he just forgot who he wanted to protect.

The fat man looked back at the three people recruited today, as well as Fidel in front of him, "Okay, you guys are lucky today, you just arrived and have a mission," he touched his head, "It's still a simple task to protect this, you just follow him and go to the east of town to meet." With that, he asked everyone to pick out a weapon—a worn-out weapon stored in a basket, which was neither attractive nor useful.

"Does this mean that I have become your mercenary?" Fed picked up one of the "broken brass and irons" and weighed it before putting it back.

"Oh, of course it depends on your performance. With that, the fat man stared greedily at the black armor again.

Some of the other miscellaneous mercenary groups next to the Water Dog Mercenary Group made noises that looked like coughs and mockings. "Hey, I said, you dogs can't guard the door, and you still have to take on the protection mission? Do you want our group to help you?"

The fat man didn't turn his head, "Don't bark if you're not as good as a dog." ”

"Phew!" a big man behind him kicked over the wooden stool where he put his feet, quickly stood up, picked up a knife and made a gesture to fight, and the fat man did not show weakness, he picked up a weapon and raised it.

The clamor behind him didn't stop Fed, because joining the mercenary group had achieved his goal. The four recruits and the messenger soon arrived at a mill on the east side of town. More than forty people have gathered there. And the man half-lying on a dirt slope is estimated to be the leader of the Water Dog Mercenary Group.

Fei De and the three recruits were brought to the regimental commander, and the messenger said, "These are the recruits who have been summoned today, there are four in all. ”

The head of the regiment is about thirty-five years old, not tall, less than 1.7 meters tall, but his waist, hands and feet are very thick, especially the two-handed axe with a very wide axe body beside him, which is intimidating.

"From now on, call me Captain Kaman. The regimental commander, Kaman, stood up from the dirt slope, so that he looked taller and stronger.

Carman noticed at a glance that Feder was special, but he was finally the head of the regiment who had seen the world, and he didn't ask Feder directly, but asked the other three: "Where did you all come from?" ”

"Report to the head of the regiment, the three of us are militiamen in the town next door, and I heard that you can make a fortune as mercenaries, hehehe. The speaker grinned, but he didn't look like he was making a fortune even though he had lost a few teeth.

Karman: "Oh, of course you can get rich, hey, what about you, Mr. Knight?" Karman asked, which was not surprising, because many knights from poor families had gone to work as mercenaries. Superior leadership skills, good combat skills, and a lot of equipment make these mercenary knights the main force of the mercenary group. And Fed's heavy black armor reminded the town mercenaries of the mercenary knights.

Feder shook his head and smiled gently, revealing a neat row of teeth: "I'm just a hillbilly, and this armor was given by a friend." ”

"Oh, a friend. Carman didn't care, who would think more about the past of a person who joined the mercenary group, besides, as the leader of the mercenary group who had a reputation in Douro Town, he had not seen gorgeous equipment - even rare enchanted equipment.

"Then you don't have a weapon?"

"Report to the head of the regiment, I am used to fighting. Fidel threw two fists forward with his hands raised.

"Hahaha, okay. Carman found that Fidel had neither a weapon nor a helmet except for black plate armor, and that he was bare-handed and nondescript, and he had to be a little wary of it.

Kaman picked up the two-handed axe and swung it on his shoulder: "Today is a mission, protect the bandit leader!"

After the mercenary holding various weapons in front of him heard the content of the regiment commander's task, a few of them laughed, and many of them expressed doubts to each other.

"That's right, as long as you complete this mission, everyone can get a share of twenty gold coins!"

If the content of the mission just announced is surprising, then the reward of "twenty gold coins per person" in the latter is simply unbelievable to these mercenaries in front of them. After a brief silence, the dozens of mercenaries erupted into a deafening roar, and the windmill fans on the mill seemed to be slowed down by the loud noise. In the past, the missions of this mercenary group were only paid a maximum of five gold coins per person. And this time the reward turned out to be four times as much - even to protect the most heinous criminals, they are willing.

Only Fidel didn't cheer, because he was thinking about another question.

"After receiving the information, the villagers of the nearby villages pooled a sum of money and hired a group of mercenaries to crusade against the bandit leader on this mountain, but it doesn't matter, our water dog mercenary group is just going to do what others dare not do. At this time, there were not many mercenaries listening to the head of the regiment.

Kaman suddenly shouted, "For honor!

"For honor! Honor!" the mercenaries shouted slogans, not neat or loud. On this continent, honor is like a person's clothes, there is definitely better than nothing, more is definitely better than less, there is room for choice.

The bandits have always been entrenched in the mountains, roaming around and plundering the villagers of villages and small towns, and the regular army of the kingdom does not care much. And the mercenaries of the Water Dog Mercenary Group may have accepted the task of crusading against bandits, pirates and thieves not long ago, but the mercenary group is like this, they only have one firm position - that is, money.

After half an hour's journey, the Water Dog Mercenaries had reached the outpost of the bandit stronghold, where several archers were waiting.

"That's all you guys are in the group?" said the little leader of the bandits, who was the leader, crossed his waist disdainfully.

"Don't underestimate us, our brothers are all one by one. Carman pointed his thumb up at himself.

Feder observed the way up the mountain, where there were about seven or eight men in an outpost, and a few archers were hidden in the dense forest on either side.

The little leader of the bandits carefully counted the number of people and said, "Our boss received information that the raiding party would come from a small road, and decided to ambush them in the forest in front of them and take them by surprise. ”

Carman replied, "Yes, then your boss is planning to let us go to the ambush?"

The little leader narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "Don't worry, we will send sixty brothers with you, but in order to ensure the safety of our leader, you will also send ten people up the mountain to protect our leader." ”

The head of the regiment, Kaman, smiled crookedly, and he already knew in his heart that these sixty people were here to spy on us, and they also took ten of our brothers, whether they were hostages, whether they were talking about protection, in short, they didn't trust us.

"Yes, then I'll pick ten brothers to go up the mountain. ”

"No, I'll pick. The little leader saw Fidel at once—and his black plate armor, after all, he undoubtedly stood out from the crowd of miscellaneous soldiers wearing leather armor and short film armor.

There was no doubt that the nine mercenaries and Fidel, who seemed to be the weakest, were chosen, and the number of people led by Carman was only about thirty people, and the number was completely suppressed by the bandits.

In a few moments, Fidel was taken to the stronghold of the bandits in the mountains. The stronghold is built with a large amount of coarse wood, and it is estimated that it can accommodate hundreds of bandits. There is only one lookout in the cottage, and the archers on it are not at all vigilant and sleep against the wood. And the trees around the cottage have been cut down, and the view of the stronghold is very good, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

In the square in the center of the colony stood their leader, a shining silver dagger wrapped around his waist. Dark and ugly, he was left with only the dagger worthy of attention.

The bandit leader stretched out his hand and slapped it twice: "Welcome mercenary brothers, as long as you protect me and kill those who don't know what to do, you will receive your reward and go home safely." ”

After the nine mercenaries left the regimental commander Kaman, there was no way to form a combat force at all, so for the bandits, these people were just decorations, but they were just the product of distrust between the leaders.

The bandit leader was also attracted by Fidel's pitch-black plate armor and looked at him carefully. Fei De noticed that there were several bandits carrying the treasure chest to the side room, as if to prevent the ambush team under the mountain from failing, and prepare to transfer early.

There are only a dozen or so people to be seen in the stronghold, plus patrolling, sentry, and sleeping, there may be about twenty. Those fur-clad bandits are simply vulnerable.

"Your armor is good," the bandit leader walked slowly over to Fidel, and reached out his right hand to touch the black plate armor face to face, "and it still seems to be enchanted"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fei De grabbed the silver dagger at the bandit leader's waist with his left hand, and turned around, and the silver dagger slashed diagonally up to his shoulders and across the leader's thick neck. The leader held the gushing blood with his left hand, and pressed Feid's armor with his right hand, opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound, and slowly fell to his knees.

The bandit minions next to the bandit leader and the nine mercenaries behind Fid were stunned by the sudden attack. The quickest to react was a bandit archer standing in the distance, who trembled and pulled out his short wooden bow and shot an arrow at Fiddle. Seeing that the arrow was about to hit Fidel, the moment it touched the plate armor, the whole arrow seemed to shoot into a swamp, slowly softened and fell to the ground.

And the bandits next to the bandit leader have raised their knives and axes to slash at Fidel, Feide stretched out his right hand covered with chain mail gloves and grabbed the wrist of the other party's weapon, the arm of the bandit minion seemed to be anesthetized, soft and weak, and the one-handed axe in his hand was taken away at once and immediately slashed at himself...

The bandit, who was sleeping on the tower in front of the stronghold, was woken up by the sound of swords and axes, he stood up and looked into the middle of the cottage, the square was full of the corpses of the bandits, and six of the nine mercenaries were dead, and three were entangled with the rest of the bandits, but they were all about to die.

The Sentinel was about to blow the whistle when he was shot in the chest by an arrow coming from a distance, and it was Fild who had come out of the side chamber of the colony.

"I didn't expect so many people to die at my hands in an instant. Feder muttered to himself. With his fighting skills and armor with strange effects, he easily took out all the remaining bandit minions - each one killed by his own weapon. And the nine members of the Water Dog Mercenary Regiment were either dead or fainted on the ground with serious injuries.

Fed walked up to a bandit whose leg had been cut off by an iron sword, and the thief shouted in terror, "Don't kill me!

"Give me a reason. Fett's pale lips were thin, and he looked like a serious teacher.

"You... Don't all of you in the city worship chivalry, and don't all knights kill... Someone who was hurt?"

Fidel nodded thoughtfully, but before the wounded bandit could get a respite, he took an iron dagger from behind him, got down on one knee, and plunged it into the bandit's chest. "My father used to be, and it had nothing to do with me. ”

He stood up, a cool breeze blowing his long jet-black hair, and some sweat was evaporated.

Look around, the killing takes life away and brings peace.

"And the guy who asked me to join the mercenary group today said I was like a potato," Fielder said to himself, "then I guess it's a black one." ”