Rogge and his attendant White tracked the procession of pilgrims on the north bank of the Yuhe River, leaving the large army behind in order not to be detected by the procession of pilgrims. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Recently, there has been an increasing procession of pilgrims passing near the city of Chanda, all heading towards the Nord coast in the north of the continent, where they are offering sacrifices to the dark gods they believe in.

In the ranks of these dark pilgrims there are wandering riders and mercenaries who have fallen willingly. There was even a noble lord and his regular soldiers in the procession of pilgrims.

This gives the ranks of the Dark Pilgrims a formidable formality, and the Cultists are not just a bunch of ignorant farmers with clubs, they also have real riders and warriors.

Since Chanda City sent out four patrols to patrol the surrounding territories, these patrols have paid a lot of casualties in every encounter with these dark cultists.

The heaviest casualties were a patrol of nearly 100 freeriders, wiped out in a battle with a team of the Dark Order of unknown origin.

Rogge and White, galloping on the banks of the Yu River, finally caught up with the group of pilgrims, but the scene before them was unexpected.

The long-lost Nord pirates have once again reappeared in the waters of the Yuhe River, and at this moment these murderous pirates are fighting against the dark cultists who are many times more numerous than them.

On a wooden bridge in the lower delta of the Yu River, some pirates who had come ashore to resupply were confronted by a group of pilgrims of the Dark Order.

There was no room for negotiation, so the two sides fought directly, and although the strong Nord pirates were more combative, they were forced to retreat to the west bank of the Yu River due to their weakness in numbers.

Among the hundreds of pilgrims, there are many mercenaries armed with weapons, these mercenaries who are willing to fall into depravity have somehow become cultists, but their combat effectiveness must not be underestimated.

Even the ferocious Nord pirates couldn't resist the move, and Rog even spotted a few knights in heavy armor with the family crest of their allegiance to their lord.

"Knight Rog, what are we going to do, are we going to kill those pilgrims, or are we going to kill each other?" White gripped his bow and arrow, and although he said so, he meant to destroy the Dark Cultists without a doubt.

"Even though cultists and pirates deserve seven hells, it's clear that those cultists are more hateful and deserve to die. Rogge also drew his sword, as White wished.

The two men drove their horses with all their might, allowing their mounts to run at full speed, and within a few hundred breaths they reached the battlefield on the wooden bridge.

White also jumped off his horse and drew his bow and arrows, while Rogge continued to wield his sword and charged, quickly killing into the crowd.

In what appeared to be a hundred or more pilgrims, the appearance of the freelancers shocked the dark believers, who fell to the ground in confusion in the face of the charge of horses.

The Dark Believers were either killed by Rog's sword or by the feathered arrows that White shot from afar.

Buoyed by the unexpected aid, the pirates returned from the middle of the river and fought off the group of pilgrims with the freelancers.

After the battle, the atmosphere between Rogge and his squire White and the dozens of Nord pirates on the other side suddenly became tense.

"Thank you for your help, we pirates are righteous people," said one of the pirate leaders. "I won't embarrass you this time, how about we go our own ways and don't owe each other?"

Even if Rogge wanted to exterminate these rampant pirates in front of him, it couldn't be now. He and White alone were no match for the dozens of strong Nord pirates in front of them.

At this time, a heroic voice was heard in the distance. "Brothers, what are you doing here, the villages that have provided us with shelter have been robbed, come with me and kill those sons of bitch!"

The familiar voice was undoubtedly Nabal of the Tomahawk Pirates, who was wearing a studded shirt this time, and looked more normal.

The stumbling pirate leader Nabal walked from there to his pirate brothers and immediately turned his attention to the freelancer Rog.

As Nabal stared at Rog with his eagle-like eyes, White immediately drew his bow and aimed it at his heart, an act that caused all the pirates present to turn their swords at each other.

"Lord Rogge, looks like we're in trouble......"

"White, it doesn't have to be like this, see what the hell he's going to do. In view of the situation, Rogge motioned for White to put away his bow and arrows. If they do, they will never survive.

The fierce-eyed pirates also put away their weapons at the behest of their leader, Nabal. It seems that the pirate leader of the Tomahawk Regiment still pays attention to honor.

Nabal came to Rog's side, reached out and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Rogge, I've been looking for you since the last time, should we find a place to fight again?"

"Unfortunately, we can't tell the difference for the time being," Rogge said. "Your strength is on par with mine, and I don't plan to waste time here with you, I still have my own mission. ”

Although he knew that Nabal was just joking, Rog did not intend to deal with the pirate, and had already jumped on his horse and was ready to leave.

In desperation, Nabal hurried to the freelancer's horse and stopped him. "Decide the winner in advance, these hateful gray-robed people, the villages on the Nord border are all protected by our Tomahawk Regiment, but these goddamn bastards have been burned to the ground! You are a freelancer, there should always be information about these gray-robed people, right?"

The King of Marauders looked furious, and Rog dismounted from his horse, and he stepped forward again, saying, "Do not prevaricate me, or you will not be able to eat and walk around." ”

"Am I the king of the marauders—Nabal, like a lying clown?"

"I can tell you that these guys all belong to a Order called Druya," Rogge told the pirate chief. "Looks like you're planning to die with them?"

Speaking of this, Rogge thought of the idea of using the pirates of the Tomahawk Regiment to deal with the Dark Cultists, so he said to Nabal solemnly: "Let's make a gentleman's agreement! For a week, maybe longer, you will be responsible for destroying all the Dark Cultists you meet, and I will share with you after I finish my work, so what will you lose?"

"At least it won't be that boring......" Nabal thought for a moment and agreed. "I promise, but don't play tricks, even if it's the Nord Navy, there's no way to take my Tomahawk Regiment, so don't think about exterminating us and getting a bounty!"

"I will find a way to inform the bounty hunters and the regular army of Chanda to stop the pursuit of the Tomahawks in a short period of time, and hopefully this will be a successful cooperation. Rog took Nabal's hand and pulled out a medallion. "This is my proof of honor, and in order to prove my sincerity, I am now entrusted to you for safekeeping!"

To be fair, Nabal also untied his waist knife and explained, "This is proof that I am the leader of the Tomahawk Regiment, one of the several pirate kings of the Pirate Guild, you can also use it in exchange for a bounty, but only after I break the agreement!"

Without objection, the two accepted each other's belongings and high-fived each other: "A word is a deal! See you here in half a month!"

When they reached an agreement, Nabal departed with his men, and Rogge and White headed west. (To be continued.) )