Many merchants are staring at the adventure group here.

Every time an adventuring group emerges from the mountains to the north and returns to the camp here, a large number of brokers will surround them, and they will ask what the team has encountered, what they have gained, whether there are any wounded in the group, and what kind of supplies are needed.

Not every broker has all the tricks, but many are there to help each other, some are familiar with the trading houses, some can contact the garrison camps, some know where to find a blacksmith who is skilled in tinkering, and so on.

When the adventuring group returns from the foot of Moyunling Mountain, they will more or less gain something, of course, even if they find nothing, no one will dislike it, and those who dare to come here to hunt evil spirits are not simple people, and they can add a 'witcher' in front of the prefix of their name when they introduce themselves to others in the future.

Most of the parties still have some good things on them, but of course few people will sell the hard currency 'Black Crystal' here.

But the Dark Devil's Skin, the Demon's Horns, the Demon's Head, the Sword and the Blade, and even the Demon's Bone Armor Fragments can all be exchanged for money.

On the camp, you can buy everything, whether it's food or the necessities of survival in the wilderness, the only thing that makes the merchants here a little regretful is the business of magic weapons and armor.

Due to the merit exchange list launched by the Western Route Army, the market here has been seriously disrupted, resulting in a large number of magic weapons in the market here that are unsalable.

It's really unsalable, but it's limited to high-end magic weapons of excellent quality.

Those high-quality magic weapons in the barracks of the Western Route Army, even if the merchants here ran back to Epson City to buy them in bulk, they would not be able to buy such cheap and sophisticated weapons.

Pairs of worn-out boots tread on the soft, scorched earth, leaving a clear line of footprints on the valley.

The group walked out of the woods at the foot of the Moyunling Mountains with heavy luggage on their backs, almost every member of the group had some wounds on their bodies, and their armor was also tattered, and each of them carried heavy loads except for the weapons they carried.

Some were carrying huge packages, others were carrying companions, and some were shield-bearing warriors.

Captain Hayes walked in the middle of the group, and when he stepped on a grassy slope, a gray-white tent area appeared in front of him, and the regimental commander finally breathed a sigh of relief, and shouted to his companions who followed: "Everyone work harder, it will be here soon, and everyone can take a hot bath, and then eat some fragrant fried meat, and finally have a drink, and have a good night's sleep......"

"Commander, don't say it, I'm protesting now!" The swordsman in the group with his companion on his back protested.

"Haha......"

There was a relaxed laugh from the team, and everyone's tense hearts finally relaxed at this moment.

As the leader of the adventure group, Hayes is still familiar with finding Pei De merchant this time, although this Pei De has a smelly mouth and looks a little proud, but this person is still trustworthy.

Commander Hayes came to him to send the wounded in the regiment to the garrison camp for treatment.

This time he had already prepared the demon head in advance, and things were going well, and when he came out of the barracks and walked back to the tent area of the adventuring group and the merchant group, a group of brokers immediately surrounded him.

Captain Hayes was not a newcomer, he knew a lot of merchants here, and he didn't need the services of brokers at all.

When he waved away the enthusiastic 'brokers', he saw a group of men sitting in an open-air tavern at the edge of the free market, waving at him.

The taverns on the other side of the forest camp actually dare to open here......

In just three months, the tavern owner has been emboldened to such a point.

Captain Hayes was also a little speechless, the valley below the hillside was still full of battlefields full of stumps and broken arms a month ago, and now the evil spirits have not retreated far, and a large number of evil spirits are stationed in the mountain pass at the southern foot of the Moyun Mountains.

If the Western Route Army does not meet the battle, the Demon Legion can raze the tent area here to the ground with a single charge.

The adventuring group here casually patted their butts. The bar in the open-air tavern is full of oak barrels, which cannot be easily moved away......

Captain Hayes strode to the bar with a tired pace, huddled with the members of the adventure group.

The tavernkeeper pushed over a glass of frothy ale, and Captain Hayes asked his men, "Why are you all crowded here, didn't you say you would eat first?" ”

"The barbecue in the woods was almost throwing us up, so we decided to eat a quick meal here!" One of the members of the party replied.

"Captain, how are they, Jesse?" A swordsman named Coffey asked.

"Still receiving treatment, let me pick them up tomorrow......"

Captain Hayes took a sip of wine, the slightly sour liquor poured down his throat and into his stomach, and he felt as if he had come to life.

Three big men with giant swords on their backs came over from the table, Captain Hayes knew them, and the man who walked in front was also the leader of an adventuring group, they were all from Bednar Province, and several of them were Bednar swordsmen.

Hayes and the leader of the Adventure Group met at the Adventure Guild in Handanar City, where they were both on the Guild side for a mission.

"Hey, Gunther, you're here too?"

With a wave of his hand, Captain Hayes greeted the Gunther Commander and asked his members to make way for three empty seats.

"Hayes, what did you get back this time?" Captain Gunther was only wearing a linen waistcoat with chopping sleeves, and his strong muscles made him look like a barbarian.

Captain Hayes also deliberately showed off his trophies, lifting the hem of his shirt and feeling a string of blood-stained eyeballs from his waist.

"Shhh...... What are you? The strong man couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and couldn't help but complain: "Has the evil ghost become so weak now?" How did you kill so many people at once? ”

He also knew that he couldn't cause trouble for Captain Hayes, so the voice of the complaint was very soft, and only a small group of people on the bar side could hear it.

Captain Hayes and the members of the adventuring group laughed, after all, it was really happy to be able to harvest so much loot.

"This time we went inside...... In fact, now a large number of adventure groups are flocking here, and you should probably know that there is nothing out there anymore, and only by climbing over that cliff can you have such a harvest! Captain Hayes whispered in Gunther's ear.

Captain Gunther's eyes widened, no one who could be the leader of the adventure group was a fool, he knew that Captain Hayes had told him a terrible secret.

"Are you so bold that you are not afraid of being left in the mountains by evil spirits?" He muttered in his mouth.

Captain Hayes posted it again and whispered:

"They occupy the southern foot of the mountain pass, the defense in the mountain forest is relatively lax, as long as you are careful, you will have a harvest, how about it, are you interested in doing it together?"

Captain Gunther was hesitant, but he also knew that Captain Hayes would say this to him in order to invite him to join.

The two adventuring groups have also cooperated twice before, and those two missions have been successfully completed, and the two adventuring groups have also had some tacit understanding.

Captain Hayes no longer concealed it, and said calmly: "This time we just suffered the loss of too few people, if you add these good players in your regiment, I think I can bring back a squadron of evil ghosts." ”

"Is it dangerous?"

"Of course, don't we witchers just live a life of dancing on the tip of a knife?" Captain Hayes said with a smile.

Commander Gunther wiped the sweat from his forehead, poured a whole glass of wine in front of him into his stomach, and then said: "I can't be the master of all the members myself, I have to go back and ask my team members, but next time you go, you must count me as one." ”

Captain Hayes bumped his fist with him, put his arm around his shoulder, and said:

"Good! We're going to rest here for three days and then we're going to go, and this good opportunity won't last long. ”

……

The hillside at the back of the garrison camp was bustling, and in addition to the tents of the adventuring groups, a free market was formed by the merchants.

Surdak admired the courage of this group of merchants, this is already the front battlefield, and it can even be said that there are a large number of evil spirits in the mountains and forests opposite, but this group of merchants is not afraid of death at all......

The noise of the market can almost be heard inside the camp.

When he walked out of the barracks, he was followed by a small tail, he was wearing salamander leather armor, and a broadsword hanging from his waist, he looked like an ordinary Bena swordsman, and Surdak usually wore Yinsenhard's arsenal, and the helmet with visor would completely cover his face.

So very few people outside the camp knew him.

He took Xigna out of the camp and no one cared too much, there were many merchants and members of the adventure group who entered and exited the barracks every day, and no evil spirits would get in anyway.

Of course, Signa was able to hang out with Surdak because she was probably the only one in the entire barracks right now......

Dressed in a black lolita with a double ponytail on her head, Signa filled his heart with a vanity when she followed Surdak.

Signa actually couldn't understand why Surdak was in such a good mood all of a sudden, obviously she sighed when she was lying with Selena last night, and the topic they talked about should be worried about the battle situation of the Eastern Route Army.

Standing on a boulder on the hillside, looking at the mountain pass to the north, Signa tiptoed and asked:

"Is that where you used to fight?"

"Well, maybe go a little further inside, and go along the trail to a valley with a cliff on the side of the pass, where my brother is buried......" Surdak almost said to Signa, 'Little Peter's poop is buried there'.

His voice fluctuated a little, but Signa could still hear it.

Knowing that these were the things he didn't want to talk about again, Signa resolutely shut her mouth, and the two of them walked down the hill to the free market full of tents.

Surdak didn't really have anything he wanted to buy, but that didn't stop him from asking for prices in front of the stalls.

As the commander of the Western Route Army, he needs to know something about the situation outside the barracks, these adventure groups are now like his peripheral troops, and he needs them to have adequate logistics.

Now it seems that the merchants have done a good job of doing this because of a victory they have just won.

At the free market, Surdak saw many infantry soldiers in the barracks lining up in front of tents with colorful roofs, so he stopped and squeezed in the direction of the smell of fried food.

Signa didn't follow closely behind Surdak, and he didn't like the things he was looking at.

Signa crouched in front of a small stall full of cheap goods, some tattered black devil skins, demon fangs, bone spurs, eyeballs, bits and pieces of bone armor, all of which were not worth much, but they were not about to be thrown away.

The stall owner is the merchant who buys these cheap materials, of course, he will sell them at the right price, and the horns of demons like this are all tied up in the warehouse of the Western Route Army, and Xigena doesn't even look at it.

She touched a round bronze mirror with a handle on the stall and thought it would be cool to buy it and hang it on her waist.

She reached for the bronze mirror, but on the way she saw a clump of tassels made of red thread, and she had seen early on the end of the handles of the weapons of the infantry warriors in the camp with such ornaments, and the tassels looked beautiful, and her eyes fell on the tassel.

Surdak was picking fruit in front of a fruit stall not far away.

"Little girl, is there anything you like?" The stall owner grinned and asked at Signa.

He is a shrewd businessman, Signa wears this long dress almost without mud dots, her little face is also white and clean, and she has a magic dagger inlaid with red, blue and green gems pinned to her waist, no matter how you look at it, she is definitely a rich man.

Seeing that Xigna's gaze fell on a string of tassels, the stall owner immediately smiled and said:

"This only costs two silver coins......"

Signa rolled her eyes, both silver hammers could be bought with gold thread, although she had money in her pocket, but this was not a reason for her to be wronged.

Signa clapped her hands, stood up with her mouth open, and wanted to leave without saying a word.

"Wait, don't you like it very much? Everything here can be priced, don't you even talk about the price? The stall owner was in a hurry.

Suddenly, two silver hammers rolled onto the bitter cloth of the stall.

"Whatever she chooses, I'll treat you." Coffey stood aside and said to the stall owner.

Signa turned her head to look at Coffey speechlessly, there was no expression in her dark eyes, and she turned around and left.

The crowd here was still crowded, and the stall owner shouted in the back, "Someone has a treat...... You'll have to pick at least one! ”

Signa waved her hand and walked into the crowd.

Surdak over there was still asking about the price of the scones, and when he saw Signa coming up, he continued to walk forward with her.

The smell of fried fish was blown by a gust of wind, and the two discussed that they could buy one first, and if it was delicious, they would buy a few more and take it back to the camp......