When the Obula saw that the leader had been beheaded, they immediately scattered and fled like a tide. Karl didn't bother to ask Daemon and the old knight what had happened, and hurriedly ran to a few mercenaries who had fallen to the mud.

Fortunately, Tali and the four mercenaries who were caught in the net only suffered some flesh wounds, and the two mercenaries who were ambushed were not so lucky, they were pierced into hedgehogs by the javelins and fell to the ground.

Carl lifted the head of the goblin and led everyone to turn around and walk towards the veterinarian, Karl Wan never thought that he had the ambition to slay the dragon, but before he saw the dragon, he was stopped by this group of people, and his heart was frustrated, but he was the head of this group of people, so he could only put his emotions in his heart, and he was still calm on the surface.

He looked at Wright who was unconscious, the old knight who was limp and leaning on the car, the mercenaries who were covered in red and green blood and Tully, and the bruised mercenaries, and sighed secretly, now that everyone was demoralized, they had no intention of fighting the dragon again.

Carl stood for a moment, everyone watching him, waiting for his next move, whether it was going in or out. He took a deep breath, seemed to have made a lot of determination, stood on the car, and said to the people below with a resolute look in his eyes, "Go ahead, I don't know what accidents will happen, today we have lost four days and nights, Brothers who fight side by side, if anyone is afraid, I will let him stay here, I will not force you to follow me and continue to move forward, we are mercenaries who lick blood at the tip of a knife, we are battle-hardened warriors, we are hunting dogs for gold, we will not be beaten down by this small setback, nor will we be afraid of the unknown danger ahead!

I have to admit that Carl can sit firmly as the leader of the Golden Regiment and lead this group of hooligans to make a name for themselves on the Vess Continent, at least Daemon thinks so in his heart.

Everyone below listened to the regimental commander's passionate speech and swept away the decadence, and their eyes were refueled, and they raised their weapons and asked the regiment commander to continue to move forward, and among them, Tali and facial paralysis were the first to stand up, although they were already covered with bruises, especially Tali, who could not find a piece of good meat on his body, and was covered with bandages. Immediately followed by Damon, everyone seemed to be stimulated by Damon's little kid and stepped forward to ask for battle. But surprisingly, the old knight still sat by the car and drank to himself, coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood from time to time.

"Boy, you and the veterinarian stay here to take care of the wounded, and you don't mess up this fight," Karl said in an irrefutable tone.

Dimon pointed to the big green head in the car and said, "But... Captain, I'm going to defeat that big guy with my teacher and Wright, let me go, I want to fight with you, I can help you"

"I said you stayed..."Before Carl could finish speaking, the old knight leaning on the car said, "Let him go, I have faith in this boy, he is my Gerody's apprentice, take him to see the blood, he is all my hope, I don't have much left of this old bone, I will follow, so it is decided" After speaking, the old knight wiped the blood from his dirty beard.

When it comes to seniority and seniority, the old knight is the highest in the entire regiment, and although he is quite old, his martial arts and experience are incomparable to Carl's, he is the best wealth left to him by Carl's uncle in addition to the Golden Regiment, and his prestige in the war group even surpasses Carl.

When Carl saw the old knight speak, it was not good to refuse Damon again, but he was secretly worried about the old knight's physical condition.

As the sky grew dark, everyone lit torches, the war dogs in the war group had already been lost in the ambush, and the search targets behind could only rely on their own eyes, Karl called facial paralysis, Tully, Damon, and the old knight to his side, and gave each of them a winch crossbow, this kind of crossbow, half a man high, heavier than a hand crossbow, and extremely troublesome to load, but the crossbow arrows shot can penetrate two thick plate armor wrapped in chain mail, this is their secret weapon to slay dragons. Then he ordered a few mercenaries to push out a large cart wrapped in black tarpaulin.

"This is a treasure I borrowed from the walls of Lord Saidus! With it, a three-year-old child can string ten knights into a string!" Karl opened the oilcloth with a smug face, this is a three-armed bed crossbow, more than a dozen crossbow arrows as thick as Daemon's forearms lie quietly next to the bed crossbow, and the silver-white arrows exude a red murderous aura under the illumination of the torches.

"Now, a cart of kronor is waiting for us over there!" more than a dozen figures gradually disappeared into the darkness.