Chapter 008: A Feast in the Woods

Characters in this chapter: Iron Mercenary Group - Alleyne, Ryan, Karadus, Jamila, Wiggins. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

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The procession marched, and the shade of the trees in the forest slowed down the scorching summer sun.

Alleyne rode a black horse to flank the group, his hooves trampling on the broken leaves on the ground, heading into the seemingly endless depths of the forest ahead.

Looking at the dense woods around him, Alleyne controlled his mount to dodge the branches in front of him, and almost greedily breathed in the air with the scent of leaves, which was much better than the sour smell of the group of mercenaries around him who were sweating profusely.

The team had already lost a lot of brothers compared to the time they set out from Zenda, and for Ellen, the dead were certainly worth remembering, but the living should be cherished.

Suddenly, there was a sharp whistling in the air, and an arrow shot out of the shade of a tree and pierced the left arm of one of the mercenaries in front of the team.

The screams of the arrow-struck surrounded the woods, as if they were coming from all directions.

Ryan threw away the flag in his hand and jumped off his horse, reached out to take off the crossbow from the saddle, and surrounded him vigilantly.

In the indiscriminate arrow, the higher the target, the more dangerous it is.

Alleyne quickly flipped off the black horse under his crotch, fastened the iron helmet from the saddle to his head, and held the hilt of the sword at his waist to look around, but the dense forest obscured all his vision, and he could only wait, to find out the attacker's intentions.

"We're a mercenary team headed to Zhivadin! No transport of belongings and no supplies!I wonder what our friends in the forest want from this broken mercenary team?"

"We are the masters of this forest, brethren of freedom, which family are you hired by?" the forest cried out.

Ryan and Jamila and some of the mercenaries on the team put on their crossbow strings, carefully searching for the location of the voice.

"We have no one to hire!!The men in the team are already poor jingles!We are the messengers sent to Rivadine by Lord Chanda!" Alleyne replied to the voice in the woods with the usual cunning of a mercenary.

The sound in the woods was interrupted for a long time, and Wiggins winked at Ryan and the eight crossbowmen in the group.

Ryan and Yoda's men spontaneously split into two groups, silently hiding in the woods, slowly groping in the direction where the first arrow came from.

"Mercenaries, very good, throw your weapons and horses on the ground, and exit the woods. We are all free brothers, we don't need to embarrass each other, not to mention that those who have the ability always have a way to live!

There was unbridled laughter in the woods, and four or five arrows burst out of the bushes, shooting demonstratively around the mercenary ranks.

The continent of Calradia is not a safe place, and a chaotic group of private forces and criminal organizations always survive in the dark crevices of this continent, and they have encountered a group of extraordinarily arrogant bandits of the green forest.

Let the mercenaries leave the guys who are eating, and let them die now. Alleyne didn't answer again, and gestured to the mercenary beside him.

Everyone silently drew their weapons, and more than a dozen mercenaries including Karadus and Wiggins slowly hid into the surrounding woods.

Manid and Mocha approached the carriage with the few mercenaries who still had the Rhodoc broadshield, and removed the black-painted broadshield from the carriage to protect their teammates behind them.

Alleyne patted the two mercenaries beside him, drew the repeater behind his back, and groped his way into the forest along the route Ryan had just advanced.

In the face of an unknown enemy, it was relatively safe to adopt the strategy of exploration and outflanking, and the team of more than 40 people split into three groups, one of which guarded around the carriage and horses, and the remaining two approached in two directions.

The trees were silent, and Alleyne tried to keep the sound of his advance as low as he could, following in the footsteps of Yoda's team, waiting for the sound of the jungle.

Whatever it was, whoever it came from, it was a signal for war.

Finally, the sound of a crisp crossbow string straightening sounded in front of the left, and the silence was broken by a dense sound, the sound of arrows and wounded cries piercing through the trees.

"Up!" Alleyne whispered to his teammates behind him, waved the sword in his hand, and rushed out in the direction from which the voice came.

A few men in black hoods were holding hunting bows made of trees in the mountains and aiming nervously, while several green forest bandits with arrows were lying on the ground, their bloodied hands holding crossbows that pierced their bodies and groaning.

"What do you want, take it yourself! those who have the ability always have a way to survive!" Alleyn scolded, the sword in his hand stabbed into a black hood that hurriedly drew a bow towards him.

Behind Aren, Kraradus scurried out of the bushes, sharpening his sharpened spear into the chest of the leather-armored bandit.

No matter how good a soldier is, he must avoid having more than one enemy, and grasping the situation on the battlefield is the consciousness that a skilled soldier must have.

Arenn drew his sword from his foe's chest, kicked the enemy who threw away his hunting bow and was about to draw his logging axe, the blood-stained black sword slashed down, slicing his neck, and then rushing towards another enemy who was temporarily disrupted by the sudden impact.

The clash of weapons and the roar of battle could be heard from all corners of the forest.

This gang of green forest bandits was extremely cunning, and did not gather all of them together to wait for the onslaught of the enemy, but distributed in different directions to meet the counterattack.

Alleyne rolled on the spot to dodge an arrow fired from a distance and ran in his direction, slashing at the enemy in front of him as much as he could before the second arrow could be fired.

Jamila of the team, apparently more anxious than Ellene, slammed a crossbow into the robber's chest, who let go of his bow and fell bleeding from his mouth.

Alleyne spun around and slashed at the back of the head of the bandit who was fighting with his teammates with his back to him.

Mercenaries don't need one-on-one duels and one-on-one bravery, they unite as a team, and killing the enemy to achieve the goal is what the mercenaries need to do.

Mercenaries will not deliberately face each other head-on because of glory, the purpose of mercenaries is only to kill the enemy, they have no glory.

The bandits on the opposite side rushed over with a heavy axe used to cut trees in the mountains, and although Alleyne's sword could barely parry, the impact and damage caused by this move were unimaginable.

Alleyne moved the sword in his right hand to his left hand and threw it at the enemy, and the flying black sword was easily slashed into the nearby trees by the opponent's heavy logging axe.

At the same time, his repeater appeared in his hand with the sound of the sword being slashed away, and the galloping crossbow bolt instantly hit the target in front of him.

There were no more robbers beside him, Wiggins checked around with his bloodstained sword, slitting the throats of moaning and struggling robbers, while the remaining mercenaries rummaged through the dead man's body, shoving the money bag full of copper coins into his arms.

The bushes on his side suddenly rushed out, and Ellen quickly turned around, and Stronger, who was still dripping with blood on his helmet, dragged a bloodied robber out of the woods and threw it heavily in front of the mercenaries.