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The stars in the sky, with their eyes wide open and with a cold glimmer, peered into the world.

That night, a group of three people rode on the way to the city of Zhivadin.

Wiggins' horse was a war horse in black armor, and the back axle of the saddle had been modified to be very high.

Behind the rear axle was a thick felt cloth bag, but there was nothing in it now, so it was rolled up.

The thick cushion allowed Wiggins to lean comfortably on it, and the shield hung from the side of the saddle.

Joda, on a normal touring horse, hung his javelin bag on the front axle of the saddle, and the steel shield on the rear axle of the saddle with his mace.

"Hey, Wiggins," grumbled Yoda behind him. "Why do we have to travel at night?"

"Don't be verbose," Jager explained to him. "While you were sleeping upstairs, Wiggins had an unpleasant affair with a group of local mercenaries in the lobby. ”

"What's unpleasant, just talk about fights and brawls," Yoda said disapprerovingly, "You're worried that the mercenaries will take revenge on us!"

"One of them died in the tavern," Jager reminded his brother. "Do you think those vulture mercenaries will be able to give up?"

"Then let them come," Yoda spat hard. "Let them see how I smashed the head of a hairless vulture. ”

Yoda's words made Wiggins and Jager laugh.

But at this time, the sound of multiple footsteps and the sound of the blade rubbing against the scabbard reached the ear drums of the three people. The woods ahead were full of people.

Yagger, who was very sensitive to combat, quietly touched the two axes on his waist and licked his teeth like a bloodthirsty wolf.

Jager asked his companions, "What should I do if another rabbit cub who is not afraid of death knocks on the door?"

Wiggins sat up straight, patted the weapon on his waist and sneered.

Yoda took the shield and mace from the rear axle and pulled out a javelin from the javelin bag on the front axle. "Let's send them to hell!"

As he spoke, a dozen or so mercenaries dressed in vultures rushed out, and Wiggins picked up his shield and kicked the horse's belly. "Let's go!"

The three men rushed forward without saying a word, and Yoda's javelin pierced the skull of one man in no time.

Two of the mercenaries slashed at Jager with their swords, and Jager let out a loud shout, wielding two battle axes from his left and right bows and slashing the skulls of both assailants at the same time.

More mercenaries pounced on Wiggins, though—for it was none other than Horgan who had clashed with him in the tavern.

Wiggins was not in a hurry, it turned out that his sword was already unsheathed at lightning speed.

The blade of this sharp sword is light and thin, and extremely sharp. The first person who rushed in front of him had not yet reacted, only felt a chill in his neck, followed by a scream.

In a short time, there were more than six or seven corpses under their feet, but the sound of footsteps in the forest continued unabated.

Jager cut down two more people and shouted, "No, there are more and more people!"

Yoda's six javelins had been thrown, and he cursed and roared: "Damn, why can't people finish killing!"

Wiggins felt that it was not the way to go any further. "Withdraw! Hurry up! I'm afraid this group of vultures is out of the nest!"

"The people who robbed us of our lives and killed us," Hogan's eyes flashed with a sinister look. "Don't even think about escaping, this is where you are buried. ”

"It depends on whether you vultures have that ability. With that, Wiggins drove his horse towards the other man.

Wiggins, on horseback, was suddenly thrown off his horse by a mercenary, and after rolling on the ground a few times, he hurriedly got up and used his sword to force back the mercenary who approached him.

Then, unfortunately, the three of them were surrounded by more than twenty mercenary regiments, and there was nowhere to escape.

"Hand over the bounty from Rodrapoyena," Hogan glared at the three out-of-town mercenaries in front of him. "Or hand over your heads. ”

Wiggins, who was not afraid, sneered coldly: "If you want it, if you have the ability, come and get it yourself." ”

Hogan was stunned for a moment, and roared angrily: "Brothers, slaughter them and take back the bounty that belonged to us. ”

Jager said sarcastically, "I only have Dinaire in my eyes, I really suspect that you mercenaries are in the same league as the group of robbers who kidnapped girls." ”

After holding each other for a while, suddenly there was another scream.

The vultures looked behind them in amazement, and a corpse lay on the ground, with a barbed arrow pierced into its neckbone.

After that, three more people were shot down, and the mercenaries were in confusion and shouted: "There are archers!

There was a crisp thud, and an arrow roared out of the forest with lightning speed, piercing straight through the throat of a mercenary.

This invisible fear made this group of mercenaries feel invisible pressure. Even completely forgetting that there are three dangerous Nords behind them.

"We're saved!" Jager excitedly raised his tomahawk again, his voice like a war drum making the mercenaries' eardrums buzz.

The mercenaries turned around in a hurry, which was obviously a beat slower, and those who rekindled their fighting spirit were often terrifying.

The two mercenaries in front of them directly let Jager's battle axe cut off his throat and neck. Wiggins and Yoda clenched their weapons and rushed straight forward.

Under Hogan's command, several mercenaries turned their heads and rushed towards the woods behind them, where arrows were fired.

But before they could get close to the woods, arrow after arrow shot from the dark woods knocked down the mercenaries one by one.

As the sun was about to rise, the mercenaries finally retreated.

They paid too much. More than a dozen of them died that night, and there were only three visible opponents!

Shrouded in the morning mist, the vultures followed their leader, Hogan, into the woods on the other side.

After confirming that the mercenaries had indeed retreated, Wiggins breathed a sigh of relief.

Jager re-packed the axe at his waist and looked at the corpses on the ground with arrows on their bodies, feeling a little strange.

As he pulled his javelin from the corpse, he suddenly heard movement in the bushes not far away. So he shouted there, "Come out, friend! ”

Immediately there was a sound of ropes in the bushes, and two familiar figures poked their heads out of it.

Tea followed Ryan out of the bushes and carefully patted the leaves from her hair.

"Ryan, why are you guys?" Wiggins asked, a little surprised.

"The boss is a little worried," Mo Mocha said, staring at the corpses on the ground. "Not long after you left, let Ryan and I find you. ”

Mo Cha walked over to the corpses and began to fumble for the loot. "I didn't expect that I ran into you on the road and was surrounded by a group of robbers. ”

Ryan slung the longbow to his back and began to pull the barbed arrows he had shot from the corpse.

"Those people weren't robbers, but they were no different from robbers. ”

"Not a robber?" said Mocha in confusion. "What's that?"

"A group of bald mercenaries of the Vulture Regiment. ”