There was a sound of footsteps in the depths of the treacherous forest, and Mo Cha turned over and dismounted, listened carefully to the ground with his ears, and came to the conclusion that someone was running fast in the jungle, and his panicked footsteps smashed the branches and rattans in the woodland, and ran straight towards them. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's just one person, maybe a hunter, do you want to go and see it?"

Seeing that everyone's faces were pale, Mo Cha felt that he had said another nonsense, so he had to get back on his horse and lead the team in the direction where the footsteps came.

The target was apparently closer than expected, and in only a minute or so they came to a clearing in the woods. As far as the eye could see, in addition to the corpses of some gray-robed men who had just died, there were only a few footprints trampled by the horse's hooves and headed west.

The corpses didn't have many wounds on them, they were all killed by a blow to the nails, White and Mocha went to examine the corpses and horseshoe prints, respectively, while the others searched around for any signs that might have been missed.

"The blood is still warm, and apparently the time of death was on our way here! Incredibly, the weapon used by the attacker was only a mace-headed club worn by the enforcer, and it had to be supplemented with great force to kill with a single blow. Killing them in such a short time without leaving superfluous traces is something only cavalry can do. White checked the clues on the body and reported it to the others.

"Maybe it's the small group of cavalry that came ahead of us, and these corpses are probably the ones who ransacked the village. Delacro guessed.

Since there were no more clues, everyone had to abandon the corpses and continue to track, but there was a slight movement in the nearby bushes, and the most vigilant Ten Guards directly took out the flying needle and pointed to the location of the source of the sound......

"Whoever is there, come out quickly!" he warned once.

"It was an accident...... They're going to hunt me down......" came a woman's trills from the bushes. Mo Mocha, who had a keen sense of hearing, immediately jumped off his horse, came to the bushes where the sound came, and pushed aside the branches that crisscrossed the trees, only to see a young woman holding a bloody cloth sleeve, trembling and hiding in the bushes.

Mo Mocha breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand to the woman, and said with a smile: "Beauty, you are safe, come out?"

"Smack!"

Two slaps were firmly slapped on Mo Cha's face, and although the woman was frightened, she still had the ability to fight back.

"Why hit me!!We're here to help you!!"

"Stand back!...... I don't want to hurt anyone, don't come here......" She pulled out a bloody dagger from her sleeve, and with her unskilled hands she held it and pointed it at the tea in front of her, and slowly moved her body backwards.

Out of self-preservation, Mo Cha easily snatched the dagger from her hand and forcibly pulled her out of the bushes, the woman still did not want to bow to fate, grabbed the stone at her feet and smashed it into Mo Cha's forehead, but was flashed, so she lost her center of gravity and slipped on the woodland.

"That's enough, you get out of the way. Since Tea really didn't deal with women, Delacro had to dismount himself and help the woman who had fallen in the woods to her feet.

The girl in front of him had a peugeot face and upright features, although her cheeks were red from fatigue, and the little blood on her face made her look very haggard, and if you looked closely, her beauty was enough to overwhelm all the aristocratic maidens that Delacro had ever seen, which made him immediately have a good impression of this woman of unknown origin, and respectfully inquired about her.

"Honorable lady, are you alright? I'm Delacro, and I'm a mercenary at the moment. Your identity, the origin of these gray-robed people, I want to know this, can you tell me the news?"

Because of Victor's handsome appearance, she also had a good impression of him, and pointed to the corpse of the gray-robed man on the ground and replied: "I am Jamila Valheit, a wandering poet, and they call themselves pilgrims of the Drua Order, and they sacked some villages and towns in Hokuriku to please the gods they worshipped, and my family was captured by them a few days ago, and I heard about this from a soldier when I chased them to McCann village to rescue my family, but I was caught by these looters when I went into the village to rest......"

"Are the villagers all right!!Are you the only one who escaped?" Su Ke asked anxiously, interrupting the ambiguous words between the two.

She shook her head: "I don't know, one of the cultists guarding the prison drank too much, I stole the key while he was resting, shook off the pursuers and escaped, but I was still caught up here......"

After understanding the general situation, Shibei put away the flying needle in his hand and asked, "Since you are a poet, you have also learned some combat techniques, but I don't think you have the ability to destroy these pursuers alone, who helped you?"

"The situation was urgent, and when I came to this woodland, I hid in the bushes, and when the cultists chased after me, another team of horses broke in and mingled with the pursuers. The more conspicuous person in the horse team is a man in white, and the others are all clothed in cloth. And the knife of the man in white was very fast, and I closed my eyes because I hated blood...... Anyway, after they had killed them, they went west, until one of the surviving disciples found me, and when he was in a trance, I took the opportunity to stab him to death with a dagger......"

"From your account, it is not difficult to hear that they are the security forces of Chanda, and the one wearing the white robe is my partner. Now we are also chasing those disciples, do we want to come together, so that we can take care of each other?"

"I only want to save my family from them, not to join your bloody struggle, please forgive me for refusing. ”

Jamila declined the invitation of the Ten Guards, and she was eager to leave the cold-blooded mercenaries behind the war and killing, and left Delacro before heading west alone......

"Alas, how to save my family without defense, there is really no way to ......"

Delacrozema caught up with Jamila, threw her the sword of loyalty he had with him, and commanded, "Lady Jamila, listen to me. If you want to save your family from these people, you have to accept this bloody process. I'll leave this sword at your disposal for the time being, and hopefully you'll have saved your family with it when we meet again!"

"Thank you so much, Master Delacro, but why do you have the sword of a noble knight?" Jamila was grateful for Victor's generosity until she recognized the knight's saber in her hand.

"It used to be ...... Now I'm just a defector, just call me Victor, you don't have to be too formal!"

"Thank you!Mr. Delacro, I will be a good fighter~"

After thanking her again, Jamila ran off into the distance with her sword in her hand and disappeared from Delacro's vision, albeit only for a while, but Delacro found himself deeply in love with the poetess, and he had no choice but to secretly pray that Jamila would be able to rescue her family......

"Only little white faces do girls like it?" ...... tea, he came to Delacro's side, and his heart was full of jealousy for Delacro, and he nagged some contemptuous words from time to time.

"As long as you are serious, you can find your sweetheart!" he was hammered on the shoulder, and White caught up with him, handing Delacro the half-severed sword he had snatched from the bear.

Although White sharpened the broken sword, Delacro still waved away White's kindness and said, "No need, you should keep it, we should go." ”

After continuing some distance west, they found several horses spinning in place on the forest path, leaving the corpses of their owners nearby, and these civilians dressed as riders were supposed to be Chanda's bounty hunters.

There was another shout of killing nearby, and after confirming the distance several times, Mo Cha shouted: "It's just ahead, the exit of the jungle, let's go and see!!"

Within a few minutes the group reached the end of the forest trail, and after exiting the jungle they came to a cliff with a marked difference in elevation, where there was no doubt that a skirmish was going on......