Broken tail running wildly in the bushes, the spikes on the thorns have no way to take its tough fur, the sharp claws firmly grasp the ground, and the strong leg muscles can make it jump three meters away every time it contracts, and it has run 200 meters in just a dozen breaths. It ran at this speed for half an hour, and the thought of those stupid people being killed one by one, while it escaped from the encirclement of humans, Severed Tail couldn't help but feel a pang of joy.

Broken Tail is an ordinary member of this group of gnolls, who usually live scattered in the mountains and forests, and live by hunting gophers and hares. Three days ago, Broken Tail received a call from the leader of the tribe, and when he arrived at the camp of the tribe, he learned that a group of humans had entered their territory, and the leader was going to grab a few to improve the food. The tender human flesh makes the broken tooth drool, but it knows that humans are not easy to deal with, they do not have fangs and claws but have sharp arrows and spears, delicate skin but armor, clumsy movements but can discharge formations, but humans are prey after all, jackals have a way to deal with humans as prey, constantly harassing, sneak attacking, not letting them sleep, not letting them hunt, the weak among the human beings will not be able to keep up with the team, and then they can have a good meal or several meals.

However, this group of humans is particularly difficult to deal with, and they have been busy all night with severed tails, sacrificing all the goblin slaves without even smelling human blood. Just as they were about to continue their efforts the next day, the humans took the initiative to attack. More than two dozen human males suddenly rushed out, and the strong leader and his right-hand men were instantly shot into hedgehogs by crossbows, and then a large number of humans came from a distance, and they immediately exploded and began to flee for their lives. Broken Tail has a very low status in the group, and does not even have the right to be close to the nest, and lives alone on the periphery of the territory all year round, so it is more clever than its peers, and when it sees a few strong guys pounce on those human males but are split in two, Broken Tail decisively flees in the direction of the human army, and escapes before the encirclement closes.

Severed Tail doesn't understand how those humans hide their sensitive sense of smell, but as the lowest status gnolls, Broken Tail can only rejoice in the tragic death of its kind, and now it only hopes that three or two female gnolls can escape, and then force them to become their mates, maybe in a few years it will be the leader of a new race, and the gnolls also have dreams.

Seeing that it was about to run out of the territory, the broken tail stopped, and it hesitated whether to lurk first and see the situation. The mountain wind blew from behind, bringing with it a hint of danger, and as it was about to continue its flight, a figure the size of a calf threw it to the ground and bit its neck hard. The gnoll struggled desperately, its sharp claws constantly pulling at the beast that had bitten him, but it did no harm to his opponent, and scarlet blood continued to pour out of the wound. Before dying, Broken Tail saw a pair of green eyes.

"How can there be a ferocious wolf?" With this question, the life and dream of the jackal's severed tail were ruined here.

Seeing that the target was dead, the blue-black mastiff began to gnaw at the corpse of the jackal, and soon a second mastiff joined in. Alchemy war mastiffs eat a lot of food, according to Victor's orders, they can't eat people, but monsters and orcs are on their diets.

On the other side of the forest, the Warhammer Mercenaries and the Mountain Folk are cleaning up the battlefield. The mercenaries removed the iron crossbows from the gnolls' corpses, while the mountain people plucked out the gnolls' fangs and stripped them of their simple animal skin armor. The woman and the half-grown child began to search for stone spears and bows scattered among the trees. Eventually, dozens of men worked together to dig a large pit and bury the bodies of the gnolls and goblins.

"Commander, we killed 34 gnolls, 68 goblins, captured 26 obsidian spears, and found dozens of polished obsidian spear tips and more than 100 animal skins in the gnolls' lair, but the skins were in terrible condition, and they were full of holes. The leader of the mountain people, Mu Man, said in awe, the strong combat power of the warhammer mercenaries made this unruly mountain people feel convinced, even the army of the lord could not annihilate so many gnolls at once.

The devastating battle made Iron Hammer very excited, and he tried to pretend to be indifferent, and said: "Leave this alone, quickly find a place to camp, and send people to hunt and collect wild vegetables and fruits." We didn't have much food. Call your daddy here. ”

"Yes!" Wood answered, and went down to arrange for the men to set up camp and gather and hunt.

It didn't take long for the old mountain leader to come over, and the hammer said directly: "In the future, this mountain forest will be yours." ”

"Commander Hammer, you mean, you don't want us to join the mercenary group?" said the old mountain people in surprise, if they had a choice, the mountain people would prefer to stay in the mountains and forests and live happily.

The deputy head of the regiment, Fermi, sneered: "I just joined the gang and wanted to quit, so there is such a cheap thing? You are still our Warhammer people, and the village you built is also our Warhammer village!"

"That's, that's, I'm confused. The old mountain man smiled and said, "It is a burden for us people to follow the mercenary group, and building a village here can be of some use to our Warhammer mercenary group." ”

Iron Hammer said depressedly: "You don't look like a mountain man at all, what are you doing?"

"I've always been a mountain person, but I often deal with the village chief outside, and I know something about something. ”

"Build the village first. More on that later!" said Kidd, the other deputy head of the regiment, in a muffled voice.

In the following period, the mountain people were busy cutting trees, digging ditches, gathering, hunting, and the alchemy militia also showed great physical strength and excellent survival skills, and in just ten days, they not only helped the mountain people dig a circle of trenches, erect an iron oak fence, but also taught them how to use herbs to prepare potions to mask the smell and paralyze their prey, and how to deal with poisonous sweet potatoes. In the process, the taciturn alchemy militia won the respect of the mountain people, and many bold mountain girls sent them a clear autumn, but unfortunately this was doomed to be in vain.

The only dissatisfaction was the few freedfolk traders, whose thirst for profit had once again overcome their fear of monsters after the battle with the gnolls, and the amber and hides in the hands of these mountain people had been exchanged for salt and arrowheads, and in Fat Wage's words, it was better to waste time on these oilless mountain people than to find the next mountain village as soon as possible. However, when the mountain people dug up amber in the underground of the mountain forest, the merchants no longer talked about leaving.

The territory of the jackals is like this, wild vegetables, wild fruits, herbs, and amber are very rich, and the only thing lacking is large prey. These ferocious and bloodthirsty orcs don't know how to protect the hunting grounds, after eating all the prey in the territory, they will eat goblin slaves, anyway, goblins eat everything, there are more raw, save some food can survive for a long time, and when the goblins are also eaten, the jackals will wander to other places to find food. Of course, after the disappearance of the gnolls, herbivores will soon move into this leafy area, and the mountain people have long known this. In fact, large herds of yellow sheep, takin, and wild boars have already entered the area, but the surprised mountain people do not know that the alchemy militia is following the requirements of the mercenary manual to establish a stable stronghold for the caravan, and these herds of beasts have been driven from the mountains of the Buryat family.

Fifteen days later, the Warhammer Mercenaries had stockpiled enough sweet potatoes and jerky, and it was time to leave. Before leaving, Hammer called several of the mountain people who were in charge of the work.

"According to the rules of the mountain people, I am now your leader. Isn't that right?" Several mountain folk glanced at each other and nodded, and Iron Hammer continued: "According to the rules of mercenaries, you joined Warhammer, and you are my subordinates, which is not wrong, right?"

"That's right!" said the leader of the mountain people, Wood, in a loud voice, "Head, we listen to you." ”

"In that case, I have a few requests, which you must do. Iron Hammer stood up and said, "In the future, I don't care how you deal with the villages outside, but anyone who passes through here under my banner is your own people, and you must open the camp to them according to the rules of the mercenary group, and provide them with supplies and shelter." As for the others, they should do it according to the rules of the mountain people, and they should be robbed, and they should be ventilated and reported. But we can't expose our relationship to outsiders, everyone understands people, and the nearby lords can't tolerate collusion between mountain people and outsiders. ”

"No problem, but how do we know if the person who has come is one of our own?" asked the old mountain man worriedly.

The mercenary Fermi glanced at him and said, "Don't worry, since it is your own person, I will not embarrass you, nor will I ask for your things in vain, I will only exchange good things with you, maybe they are all weapons and leather armor that you urgently need." ”

"Deputy Commander, that's not what I meant. I'm not afraid of recognizing the wrong person and making a mistake. The old mountain man laughed dryly.

"After a while, we agreed on a few codes, and we must not let outsiders into the village. Iron Hammer nodded and said, "The second thing, you already know how to eat sweet potatoes and how to grow them. In addition, I have taught you how to make hemostatic medicines, wound medicines, antidotes, and paralytic medicines, and I will make more of them, but I must not sell them in the villages outside. Otherwise......"

The old mountain people waved their hands again and again: "I don't dare to sell them, they are all things that invite trouble, and if they are sold, they will kill the whole village." As he spoke, the old mountain people shouted sharply to several other mountain leaders: "Everyone who knows the secret recipe is here, if you leak out the slightest bit of news, my old wolf will burn your whole family to death! If you don't want to die, you can stare at each other!"

The mountain people have been in the company of wild beasts all year round, poisonous insects are companions, injuries and poisoning are common, and their understanding of herbs is far beyond ordinary people, but this time the use of herbs by the Warhammer mercenaries has opened the eyes of the mountain people. The three mercenaries concocted two potions of useless weeds, smeared them on leather armor and short swords, and then sneaked up behind the three gnolls scouts and stabbed them in the neck, while the gnolls with their keen sense of smell and strong physique were killed without even screaming. Later, the mountain people learned that one of the two potions was a potion to mask the smell and the other was a paralyzing potion. Before leaving, the mercenary taught the recipes of several potions to several mountain leaders, and in the eyes of the old mountain people, this was the secret recipe! But he didn't know that these secret recipes were only the most superficial methods of using herbs that the alchemy militia had mastered. In order to keep it secret, Victor also ordered the Alchemy Militia to add some plants to the recipe that reduced the effect of the potion.

But the secret recipe is the secret recipe, the old mountain people know that once these potions are known by the outsiders, they will be arrested and forced to confess by the lord, when the lord gets the secret recipe, these mountain people have only one end, they are exterminated.

"Old wolf, you are a man who understands. Deputy Regiment Leader Kidd smiled and said to all the mountain people: "You have four families here, and it just so happens that the mercenary group is going to recruit people, so let's send one out of each family!"

The mountain people's hearts froze, but they heard the hammer say slowly, "I will not promise you anything. That's how I came out, and all the people who came out with me died. Whether your boys survive or not, it's up to them. Now, let me see your sincerity!"