Looking at Boss Liang's completely different attitudes towards the Burning Road Crazy Song and Broken Wind Fuji, he sighed secretly, when any book mentions the warriors of the Zhence Dynasty, it is said that they are a group that is respected by the entire dynasty and even His Majesty the Emperor, but it is not clear that the warriors who are really respected are not the low-level warriors, but the warriors with strong strength.

"You three are ready to go. General Feng waved his hand: "Pack up your weapons, and then go to the quartermaster depot to get a piece of soft leather armor each." ”

Many mercenaries cast envious glances at the three who left, as mercenaries have to earn their own remuneration for any equipment to add equipment, and a piece of leather soft armor is also a large expense, these three people have just started the journey of warriors, and they got leather armor for free.

Qianjin found a quiet tent and thought about it for a while, but he still didn't take out the horse chopping knife from the fighting world, after all, it was a bow and a knife, it was too eye-catching, but he hung an extra pot of arrows on his waist, and walked back to the team with a fighting soldier forged with iron to shoot the moon.

The mercenaries don't pay much attention to the strength and his strong bow, good warriors are always melee weapons such as swords, guns and swords, unless you are the archer of the Yi Yu bloodline family, otherwise the status of the archer is never too high, even if the strong bow in your hand is very beautiful, it is just ...... Imitations!

Some high-ranking officials and nobles are not strong, but they want to be handsome, so they will customize some weapons that are very beautiful in appearance, look well-made, seem to be very powerful, but are terrible.

If there is a demand, there will naturally be a market, and the virtual ironwork is now very popular in the big cities of the Imperial Dynasty, and each weapon looks like a fighting soldier, and the real use may not even be able to shoot a larger bird.

The attention of the mercenaries is still more on the body of the Burning Path Madness, at such an age, he is not a bloodline warrior but has already subdued demons, which is enough to attract anyone's attention, and there may be a chance to meet again in the future, so it is better to have a relationship in advance.

Broken Wind Fuji was carrying a long spear on his shoulder, and walked forward as if no one was around, and the body of the gun was pressed to a slight arc with his arms on it, showing that the body of the gun had a good bullet surname, only the tip of the spear glowed with a little cold light under the illumination of the daylight.

The mercenaries didn't pay much attention to Broken Wind and his spear, an ash barrel was good, but it wasn't really a good gun.

Qianjin glanced at the tip of the gun, and a few hints of approval floated through his eyes, it turned out to be a soldier-level gun, and it did have a hidden meaning when placed on this ordinary ash gun.

After the three commanders led the people to inspect it, they said that they had found no contraband, and General Feng let the caravan go with a wave of his hand.

The three of them walked in the middle of the group with their weapons in their hands, and they kept observing the surroundings like the mercenaries.

[The demon clan is the sworn enemy of the Zhence Dynasty. 】

This iron law has long been deeply imprinted in the minds of every citizen of the Zhence Dynasty, but what do the demons look like? What is their way of life? Not all the citizens of the Zhence Dynasty know.

What Qianjin knows is only the introduction in the book, and he hasn't seen what the demons are like.

Stepping away from the fortress, the atmosphere of the caravan became even more tense, all the mercenaries showed their professional qualities, the two of them rode forward to scout to inquire about the situation, and the other mercenaries tensed their nerves and looked around.

There is a zone between the Zhence Dynasty and the Demon Clan that does not belong to the jurisdiction of the forces of the two sides, and the width of each place is different, far places or even hundreds of miles are not under the jurisdiction of the two sides, and the close ones even only need a dozen miles or even a few miles as a buffer zone for both sides.

If the border line is just a foot apart, it is natural to fight every day, after these years of combat experience, the two sides tacitly maintain a certain distance.

The ungoverned land between the Demon Clan and the Zhence Dynasty in the Tubao Fortress is about one hundred and fifty miles, and in this kind of area that does not belong to the jurisdiction of the Zhence Dynasty and the Demon Clan, it is a paradise for thieves and robbers, whether it is the robbers of the Demon Clan or the human bandits of the Zhence Dynasty, as well as the horse thieves of the Barbarian Clan, they all gather here.

In a robbery team, there are barbarians, demons, and humans at the same time, which is not uncommon in this ungoverned area.

The caravans hired mercenaries to escort them, largely to guard against the bandits along the way.

The caravan had walked a few miles away, when suddenly a crisp and arrogant cold snort sounded in the carriage.

The afterglow of the energetic eyes swept away, and he suddenly understood the unhappiness of the beautiful and arrogant female magician, who was coming for, and the wind was broken!

The caravan had only traveled a few miles, and the wind was already familiar with the coachman, and he was already sitting in the carriage, smoking a cigarette with his back to the straw, enjoying the light and feeling the soft breeze, as relaxed as an outing, without the slightest sense of urgency and security that an escort should have.

The coachman who sat beside Broken Wind was the same driver of the third cart! His big rough hand was holding a cigarette that Broken Wind had handed over, and a faint green smoke floated out from all around the brim of his hat.

Could it be that he also noticed that something was wrong with the coachman? A trace of doubt crossed his eyes, and suddenly an eagle's cry came from the sky.

The mercenaries guarding suddenly became nervous, and the two archer mercenaries holding Nanmu strong bows immediately drew arrows and bows and aimed at the flying eagles in the air.

Pathfinder Eagle of the Bandits!Energetic has seen in books about robbers, some of whom use humans to investigate, others who use animals, such as eagles, swallows, and even a rabbit running and jumping on the ground.

It's just that rabbits, a delicious game, are often shot to death by the mercenaries as soon as they find the caravan to make dinner game, so in order to avoid the rabbits that they have worked hard for half a year to become the mercenaries' dinner, the thieves have rarely used rabbits as an animal for exploration.

Eagle is a method of exploration that is often used by bandits and even the military.

Whoosh, two powerful arrows broke off their bows and rose into the sky, the extremely fast arrow speed became higher and higher with the rising distance, and the speed became slower and slower, the wings of the eagle in the sky shook slightly, and the body was biased to the side and grabbed the powerful arrow directly with its claws.

It raised its head in the air and chirped a few times, and as if mockingly, it flew around the crowd and threw the arrow to the ground again.

"Cut! You can't even shoot an eagle, this is also called a mercenary?" Aibijia sneered at the several mercenaries holding the bow: "Are you embarrassed to charge mercenary fees?"

The two archery mercenaries' cheeks were red and hot, and they lowered their heads directly, no matter why this eagle flew much higher than ordinary eagles, it was still a shame for the mercenaries to miss it.

When the other mercenaries heard Ebijia's words, different degrees of anger appeared on their faces, since they joined the caravan, they had heard her cold words almost every day, but they had the strength of a third-level magician and were members of the Magic Guild.

"Oh, it seems that you archers and warriors will always need the support of our magicians, and without our great magicians, you will not be able to do anything at all. Holding a beautiful staff, Ebiga slowly stood up from the goose feather cushion, her magic robe like a red skirt fluttering in the wind: "Let me help you, let you know how mysterious and powerful magic is." ”

Aibijia slowly raised the exquisite staff in her hand, and gently chanted the magic launch, and her mental power communicated with the ruby on the staff little by little, she did not use the magic scroll to quickly activate the magic method, but chose the chant of magic.

Looking at Aibijia's performance and smiling weakly, many magicians have this strange hobby, as soon as they have time, they have to show off their magic chanting ability, and would rather slowly adjust their mental power to gather magic elements than do that simpler and more effective way, if she goes to fight against Huang Quan, the ten little lives are now cleaned up by Huang Quan.

"Fire elemental elves, please follow my summons!" "The magic staff in Ebiga's hand glowed red, and they twisted and gradually formed a rocket: "Activate! Rocket magic! Knock down that humble target!"

The rocket slammed into the sky, and the eagle soared into the sky with unparalleled momentum, leaving a faint red mark where it passed, as if it was about to set the sky on fire.

The eagle saw the flying of the rocket, turned around in the air, and the pair of wide wings suddenly merged with the rocket, setting off a strong wind, and the brave assault rocket became smaller and smaller under the wind, and finally turned into a little bit of fire, and then disappeared cleanly.

The caravan was unusually quiet for a while, and the faces of the mercenaries were reddened, they wanted to laugh but did not want to offend the magician and forcibly held back the red, the rocket with such a mighty momentum was actually fanned out by the eagle's wings, this kind of thing is far more humiliating than the bow and arrow being caught by the eagle.

"Hahahahaha......"

The quiet caravan erupted into a loud burst of happy laughter, and the whole person rolled back and forth on the straw of the carriage happily, and the palm of the cigarette wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"It's so funny!" "It's so fun!" "I said pretty girl, do you think travel is too boring, and deliberately do something funny to amuse us? For example, if you send a rocket and blow it out with a mouse, it's definitely promising. ”

(To be continued)