The village houses were built next to the river, and Avi and two other mercenaries on horseback dismounted and led their horses to the village.

They saw that some of the peasants had already gotten up early to work, and when the three mercenaries on horseback came to the village, a man who claimed to be the village chief came to them and spoke.

"Ah, didn't this uncle come here yesterday?" The village chief was short in stature and dark-skinned, and behind his stiff smile was caution and fear.

When the village chief came over, Avi walked to the river, bent down, picked up some water, and freshened his face. He crouched there and looked around, this area was a large plain, and there were about a dozen families in this village, most of whom were working hard with hoes in the cultivated fields next to the village.

Several families have livestock, and it is estimated that the sheep that were brought back yesterday were taken from here.

"Oh, we're the famous Moon Shield Mercenary Regiment of the Marvil Republic, you know?!" said another mounted mercenary who hadn't been here yesterday.

The horseback mercenary who had taken a few sheep first asked tentatively, "Have you encountered any suspicious people passing by here since last night?"

"No, we are all ordinary peasants who follow the rules and are honest, and there are only a few dozen people in our village, and if a stranger appears, we will definitely be discovered. The village hurriedly explained, and as he spoke, he took a silver ring from his waist and handed it to the other party with a smile on his face.

The horseback mercenary took the silver ring handed over by the other party, and said loudly, "Since there are no suspicious people, then we can rest assured," he weighed the ring that was not very valuable, and then naturally stuffed it into his trouser pocket, "Anyway, you will soon become the people of the Marvil Republic, and the Viscount Monta in that Disha Castle has also been captured by our captain, and no one will exploit you anymore." ”

At this moment, from the direction behind the mounted mercenary, an arrow suddenly came. The arrow went through the trouser pocket of the mounted mercenary and hit the silver ring, which it took out of its trouser pocket and nailed it to the ground. The arrowhead of the arrow is not fitted with an iron tip, but only a sharpened wooden tip. The wooden-tipped arrow passed through the ring, and the ring was put on the body of the arrow, and the silver ring of the village chief was undamaged, which was no longer something that a marksman could describe.

The two mounted mercenaries immediately drew their scimitars and turned to look behind them. Behind him, however, stood a short-haired boy, about fourteen years old, with a very delicate face, like a girl. He was holding a short wooden bow with two identical arrows on it, aiming at the mercenaries of the Two Moonshield Mercenary Regiment.

"Who are you?!How dare you attack us?!" The mounted mercenary who had been shot through his trouser pocket tried to find his cavalry-type moon shield to resist the opponent's bow and arrows, but his shield was hanging on his warhorse, and he did not dare to act rashly at this time.

Another mercenary on horseback immediately shouted, "Avi!

Avi, who was still wandering around the village, heard the shouts of his companions and immediately ran over, and he saw the village chief hiding next to a private house, while the two horseback mercenaries were holding scimitars in their hands, waiting for them. The handsome boy didn't reply, and he drew an extra arrow from the quiver behind him, apparently aiming Avi as well.

Neither side made the next move, so they held each other for a while, but it was the village chief who was hiding on the side who was the first to speak.

"You go quickly, these people are mercenaries who kill people without blinking, even if you kill them all now, they will send someone soon!"

Hearing the village chief say this, the young man hesitated slightly. At that moment, the horseback mercenary who had taken the silver ring immediately threw a scimitar at the boy, and the sharp scimitar flew straight to the handsome boy's chest.

"Be careful!" Avi blurted out. Avi didn't know why he shouted like that later, maybe because the boy with short maroon hair was too young, or because the other party seemed to be an ordinary civilian hunter, and Avi himself was from a civilian background.

Before the boy's eyes could look at the flying scimitar, his fingers had already loosened the taut bowstring, and the three arrows on the short wooden bow shot out at the same time! The first arrow hit the edge of the scimitar, which made the sharp scimitar change the direction of its advance and flew past the boy's shoulder, and the other two arrows were shot at the two mounted mercenaries respectively, and directly hit the foreheads of the two, and the cavalry of the shield mercenary regiment was killed at once, and the body fell backwards.

The boy then drew another arrow from his quiver behind his back, mounted his short wooden bow, and looked at Avi with fixed eyes. The expression on his face did not change in the slightest, as if he had just killed not two living people, but only two logs.

Avi hung the knight's sword and the cavalry-type moon shield on his black-brown warhorse, and now he was unarmed.

The village chief was also too frightened to move, so he shrank aside and waited quietly for the boy's decision.

"Your name is Avi, isn't it, why did you make me careful just now?" said the boy, but his voice was very immature, and he probably hadn't changed his voice yet.

"Because because I don't think we need to hurt each other. Avi spoke his mind. He had never killed anyone, but he didn't want to see people kill each other for no reason, and in his own heart, the other party was just a child younger than Carrie.

The boy looked at Avi's equally green face, and he spoke slowly, "You take your horse away, and then the other two horses will be left for this village," and," he did not put down the short wooden bow in his hand, and the arrow without an iron arrow was also on the bowstring, aiming at Avi, "You must not send people here to disturb this village, otherwise, I will end up like these two people, no matter who they are." ”

When the boy had finished speaking, he put down his bow and retracted the arrow from the string onto the quiver. He looked at Avi, who was still standing there in a daze, and didn't say a word to him again. After retrieving the arrows from the ground and the foreheads of the mounted mercenaries, he threw the silver ring to the village chief.

As soon as the handsome young man left, the village chief told Avi that he didn't want the two horses, but kept begging Avi not to send anyone to the village again.

"Is that archer from your village?"

"The boy was a member of the bands in this area, and although they were nominally bandits, most of them were orphans displaced by the war. "What the village chief is talking about is the chaos caused by years of fighting after the division of the three principalities. As he spoke, he took out the silver ring and wanted to give it to Avi, but Avi didn't accept it.

Avi watched the other party walk east along the small river in the village, so he had to put the corpses of the two companions on the horses, mount his own black and brown war horses, and then lead the two war horses carrying the corpses to the direction of Disha Castle at the same time.