Nelson watched from afar on a mound as black-pressed monsters poured into the hill camp like a tidal wave, startling and furious.

The closer you get to the hill camp, the denser the half-human, half-ant monsters become. Inevitably, Nelson encountered several groups, and at first he was ready to fight, but these Ant-Man didn't seem to be interested in him, and just rushed to the hill camp. With that, Nelson climbed the nearest mound to the hill camp alone, with doubts. However, the sight in front of him made him angry, and countless monsters had already captured the hill camp.

The hill camp has a special meaning for Nelson, the life of a mercenary is full of danger and the pain of life and death, but the most painful thing for the mercenaries is the lack of a sense of belonging. When mercenaries are needed, employers treat them like guests, and once the mission is over, they are treated as a plague. The Bear Mercenaries are accustomed to fighting and dying, but they are tired of wandering around the world, and the Hill Camp is home to the Bear Mercenaries. Nelson has experienced first-hand how Hill Camp has changed from nothing to a beautiful village, and his heart is filled with pride and affection as he sees it transform from a humble camp to a beautiful village.

Now, these ugly beasts have not only ruined their own homeland, but also made the life and death of their lord unknown! Hatred and remorse ignited Nelson's rage, and he wanted to jump down and smash them all with his axes. As a seasoned warrior, Nelson knew that doing so was tantamount to suicide, and that no one could survive tens of thousands of monsters, let alone those monsters who were not afraid of death.

Doing nothing and turning around and walking away is not Nelson's style. Nelson had never seen these half-human, half-ant monsters before, so he had to test their strength and characteristics anyway, and kill a few by the way. Determined by his mind, Nelson jumped down the hill on his Swift Bird and found a hidden bush to tie Swiftbird to a branch. Nelson is brave but never reckless, and arranging the retreat before taking the initiative to attack is the most basic tactical literacy.

Nelson slung his heavy tomahawk to his back, took two short spears made of fine iron from his backpack, and crouched behind a thick bush waiting for his hand.

Nelson had already discovered that Ant-Man was in small groups, with more than 300 Ant-Man in each group and more than 500 in each, and most of these ant colonies were crowded together, and occasionally a group of Ant-Man would deviate from the large group. Nelson was waiting for the lone ant colony to come into his range, then luring them with a spear, then killing a few and running.

A group of ant-men appeared in Nelson's field of vision, they deviated from the path, and the nearest ant colony was more than three hundred meters away, apparently these monsters did not have the patience to line up, they wanted to take a shortcut.

With a roar of rage, Nelson slammed out of the bushes like cannonballs, and rushed forward with the broken branches and leaves, his tenacious tendons rising high, and with a sharp swing of his right hand, seven sharp, heavy throwing spears were fired out in a matter of seconds.

More than a meter long throwing spears were made of fine iron, each weighing forty kilograms, and with a piercing scream, propelled by Nelson's perverted power, they landed in the ant colony more than three hundred meters away. The ant colony was so dense that there was no need to aim at all, and the throwing guns penetrated into the ant-man's body with terrifying kinetic energy, and the seven throwing guns hit the handles, and some even pierced through the two ant-men, nailing them firmly to the ground.

The sudden attack excited the Ant-Men, who quickly locked on to the source of the attack and hissed and rushed towards Nelson.

Nelson's eyes froze, and he drew two battle axes, ready for hand-to-hand combat. Although Lilia had told him that Ant-Man was aggressive and fearless of death, Nelson was still nervous to see these hideous monsters pounce on him like wild bees that had been stabbed in a honeycomb.

Nelson didn't turn around and ran, without an axe to kill a few monsters, and he couldn't spit out a breath of evil in his chest. At the same time, Nelson also has full confidence in himself, he has been observing these Ant-Man for a while, these monsters are bare-handed, although the speed is not slow, but it is definitely not too late to catch up with him, and it is not too late to kill a few before escaping.

Ant-Man charged very quickly, and it only took more than twenty seconds to reach a short distance of three hundred meters. Looking at Ant-Man, who was already close at hand, Nelson's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty light, and the two axes crossed and fell, and the axe light was cut, and the first three Ant-Man were cut off by their chests. Without pause, Nelson kicked Ant-Man's body backwards and flew away, knocking Ant-Man to the ground. Nelson let out another roar and rushed into the colony, his tomahawk sweeping through the pack, sending a storm of blood.

As a mercenary who grew up in battle, Nelson did not receive formal training in martial arts, and his attacks were simple, direct, brutal, deadly, and at the same time extremely imposing. The mercenaries who are rolling in life and death all understand a truth, the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, and only by sacrificing their lives to kill the enemy can they exert extraordinary strength in the battle, and can make the opponent fearless and unwilling to resist.

Nelson's momentum is as fierce as a tiger, if he faces an ordinary human warrior, it is not impossible to fight a hundred with one enemy, but he is now facing a special creature like Ant-Man, which has no individual consciousness and no life emotions. Ant-people are born to fight, they will never collapse because of the death of their companions, and they will only be more excited in the face of strong enemies, which is their instinct.

Each time Nelson kills an Ant-Man, the Ant-Man's corpse releases a pheromone that attracts the attention of the other Ant-Men and stimulates their desire to fight. The more Ant-Men killed in battle, the stronger the pheromones, and the more Ant-Men will be disturbed. At the same time, Nelson's body is inevitably stained with this pheromone, as if he has been marked, and he will be attacked by them whenever he is seen by Ant-Man.

The excited ant colony flooded Nelson one after another, and in just a few seconds, Nelson's combat space became even more cramped, which was completely different from his previous experience. When an Ant-Man swoops down from his companion's back, Nelson knows he has to break through.

Nelson slashed at Ant-Man and pounced downwards with an axe, but more Ant-Men swooped down on the backs of their kind. From a distance, it looked like a huge black wave was about to drown Nelson.

Nelson's eyes sharpened, his strong heart throbbed violently a few times, the muscles on his knotted muscles burst out, his body spun at high speed, and the terrible axe light swirled around him, setting off an unstoppable whirlwind of axe blades. More than a dozen Ant-Men were crushed, and their severed limbs and severed arms were thrown outward with green blood, like a blooming flower of death. Taking advantage of the gap between the ant-men around him being swept away, Nelson scurried backwards, turned his head and ran wildly towards the swift bird.

With the tragic death of the dozen or so ant-men, the strong pheromones spread, and the outer ant colony was also stimulated, and they hissed and chased after Nelson.

Originally, attracted by pheromones, a large number of Ant-Man gathered here in the hill camp. Ant-Man gathered more and more, and the small hill camp was stuffed. But here they did not find an enemy, much to the confusion of the Ant-Man commanders. Different from the brainless soldier ants, the commander Ant-Man has a certain intelligence, and every once in a while, they have to consume the aging soldier ants in the group, and at the same time absorb a special power by killing the enemy and feed back to the mother queen of the group, only in this way can the mother queen give birth to new offspring. Now a moving source of information has caught the attention of the commander, Ant-Man, and simple wisdom tells them that this is the enemy they are looking for. In this way, countless Ant-Man, under the leadership of the commander, began to track Nelson in a mighty manner.

Nelson rode on the swift bird and fled quickly eastward, unaware of Ant-Man's commotion. The swift bird is indeed like a fish in water in the hilly area, and quickly shakes off the ant colony behind. Nelson breathed a sigh of relief, jumped off the swift bird but staggered, the feeling of collapse made him slightly dizzy, which was the sequelae of reluctantly using combat skills.

"What the hell is this?" Nelson cursed with apprehension.

A temptation almost put Nelson in a situation from which he could not recover, and he had no choice but to use the knight's combat skill: Whirlwind Slash. This skill was also the spoils of war taken from the hapless knight. Although Nelson is a powerful fierce warrior, he is still very reluctant to use the knight's combat skills. Unlike the knight's elemental powers, he had to use the power of his flesh to propel this devastating whirlwind slash, which was very taxing on his body. Now Nelson felt his bones moaning, the muscles of his whole body twitching, and he couldn't lift up his strength at all.

Nelson lay on the ground, panting heavily, so that he could recover some strength as soon as possible, and by the way, Swiftbird could also recover some strength. It didn't take long for the ground to shake and make Nelson jump, and the monsters had caught up. He quickly mounted the swift bird and continued to flee for his life.

Running and stopping, Nelson finally found that he couldn't get rid of these Ant-Men, and these Ant-Men couldn't catch up with him. The problem is that he and Xunniao can't run like this all the time, they will always be tired. Nelson walked around the colony in circles as he pondered a solution.

Unconsciously, Nelson rode the swift bird to the black river, he led the swift bird to drink a few sips of water by the river, washed his face again, watched the river slowly flow south, and gradually had an idea.

"The hill camp is over! don't think about it!" Nelson hated as he rode along the riverbank to the north, 5 kilometers in that direction to Pinghu Village.

When Nelson arrived in Pinghu Village, the Pinghu Village lookout post had already spotted him in advance. Bair stepped onto the platform with a group of henchmen, staring grimly at Nelson as he approached. For this famous bear of the Northland, Baier did not dare to take it lightly, the fence of Pinghu Village could not stop this powerful warrior comparable to a knight at all.

"Head, what is Nelson doing alone? Does he think he can take our Pinghu Village alone?" Mark said to Bair, puzzled and indignant.

"It must have come to announce some lord's orders. Byer said coldly, he didn't think Nelson had been so arrogant.

Nelson approached Pinghu Village and found that the drawbridge in Pinghu Village had been pulled up, and more than a dozen crossbows were pointed at him, apparently Bayer's gang regarded him as an enemy at all. Nelson's eyes grew colder, and there was a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"Byer, run if you don't want to die! The monster is coming!" Nelson shouted as he grabbed the reins from beyond the range of the crossbow and headed towards Pinghu Village.

After shouting, Nelson turned in one direction and quickly jumped up a mound on the swift bird, quickly disappearing from Bair's field of vision.

Bair and Mark looked at each other, and Nelson's actions left them scratching their heads.

"Is the bear of the Northland sick?" exclaimed Mark.

"It's ridiculous to try to bring me to my knees with a few ferocious wolves that can't attack the city!" Bair sneered disdainfully. "It's not the first day of the wolf plague in the territory, and now those ferocious wolves have gone north to build nests, what other threat can they have to us?"

"Let's go!" Bair commanded his men, and as soon as he finished speaking, he felt the ground tremble, and his face changed suddenly.

"Head, there's a monster!" roared the lookout on the tower, his voice filled with hysterical fear.

Bair and Mark stared straight ahead as a black wave rushed towards them, a terrible hissing sound and the earth shaking beneath their feet.

"What a monster!" Mark muttered as his face turned dead.

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DeWett looked at Nelson riding a swift bird from the arrow tower, his brow furrowed. The family is digging the Mithril mine here, and it is indeed harvesting purple cane, but it is also supporting the food for Baron Victor. This kind of tacit understanding is that the king does not see the king, although Nelson is from a humble background, he is a high-ranking barony, how could he come here so ignorantly?

"Believe it or not!" there are a large number of monsters in the territory, if you want to live, flee quickly! I will go and inform Count Chebman now!" Nelson roared and pulled the swift bird and ran towards Count Chebman.

"This kid is sick!" Bernard said, dumbfounded.

"The big bird he rides seems to be very good, and if you find a way to get a few of them, the Earl will be pleased." DeWett patted Bernard on the shoulder.

Nelson rode straight to the county of Chebman.

Dig up our silver mines, and steal our purple cane!