The weather suddenly became colder, the cold north wind was howling, and the grass and trees were yellow, as if overnight, the earth ushered in a cold winter. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At the top of a caravan wagon, Ronald sat cross-legged, breathing in the cold, dry air, and thought to himself, "It would be nice if it could snow a little more." ”

It had been three days since the caravan had set out from Gregory, and it had been along the wide official road, and because of the winter, the scenery along the way was extremely monotonous, and the temperature had dropped, and the cold wind was blowing, and it was extremely boring.

This caravan belonged to the Edwin Comptoir, and there were a total of twenty carts, of which seventeen were loaded with goods, and the remaining three were used to rotate the members of the caravan to rest. After all, most of these caravan members are ordinary people, they are not even mercenaries, if they travel for a long time without rest, their bodies will collapse in less than half a month.

The Edwin Comptoir is not part of the Duchy of Lomons, but rather the Duchy of Raymond, but the Duchy of Raymond and Lomons are close neighbors, so there are many caravans between the two countries. After walking along the official road between the two countries, it will take about three months to cross the Duchy of Lomons and return to the headquarters of the Edwin Comptoir.

However, the power of the Edwin Comptoir is not large, and the capital is not strong enough, although it is much safer to take the pipeline, and there are armies of the two countries stationed along the way, but the checkpoint taxes along the way are enough for them to take off a layer of skin, and when they return to the comptoir, the goods of this convoy are not to mention profitable, and it is good to be able to protect the capital.

Merchants seek profits, and in order to avoid the tax checkpoints on these official roads, caravans that travel across the country generally choose to take some small roads and shortcuts that are called trade roads. This not only saves time, but also costs. The only problem is that these trade routes are often populated by bandits, which is the main reason why caravans hire mercenaries.

Although the price of mercenaries is not cheap, it is much cheaper than the tax checkpoints on the pipeline that are fifty miles and one station in a hundred miles.

"Camp on the spot, ready to eat!" The caravan driving on a small road stopped, and under the shout of the leader, the members of the caravan began to unload the wildebeest beasts that pulled the cart, and were responsible for feeding, while some went to set up iron pots, took out dry food, and prepared to make a fire for cooking.

The leader of the team was Samer, an old man in his fifties, not tall, but extremely stocky, wearing an old leather jacket, a pair of leather boots almost as old as his age, gray hair, wrinkles on his face, looking older than his actual age, but those eyes, which looked very sharp and wise.

The leader of the caravan has a very special position, he is not the leader of the caravan, but along the way, whether it is the mercenary in charge of protection or the leader who manages the caravan, he must listen to the leader's orders.

When the caravan stops, when it goes, how long it stops, how long it goes, everything is up to the leader.

These tour leaders are all elites who have walked on the business road for decades, and they know the road and the situation along the way best.

Ronald got out of the truck, and a middle-aged mercenary came over and handed over a leather bag: "Come to the bar, the weather is getting colder and colder, and wine is indispensable on the road behind to warm up." "This middle-aged mercenary's name is Scott, and he is the leader of the mercenary group hired by the caravan.

said that it was a mercenary group, but in fact, the number of people was only 12 people, at most it was the size of a small team.

However, the mercenaries in this world are far from being as heroic as those written in fantasy novels, and there are no organizations such as mercenary guilds. In this world, mercenaries are considered to be the most free and casual profession.

A person can call himself a mercenary as long as he holds a sword. If a gang of three or five people is formed, it can be declared to be a mercenary group. No one will hold it accountable, or even restrain and supervise it, it's all up to their mouths to say it.

Of course, those who need to hire mercenaries are not stupid, they will definitely make repeated selections before hiring, those mercenary groups with greater fame and good reputation will definitely be selected first, as for those who have little strength and are unknown, they will be satisfied if they can earn a little wine money.

This is also the main reason why, after Fred said those words on the street, the caravan's commission to Fred will be multiplied several times. As the leader of the Ice Wolf Mercenary Regiment, Oldberg's silver-level strength is well known, and the strength of those who can kill Oldberg must not be bad.

Ronald took the leather bag full of wine, uncorked it and took a sip, the alcohol in the skin was not very strong, and even tasted a little sweetness when it ran in his throat. Shaking his head, he handed over the bag with some disappointment.

An embarrassed smile appeared on Scott's face: "You can't drink too strong alcohol during the mission, it's easy to make mistakes when you're drunk, so you can only order it." As he spoke, he took a sip of the skin to his mouth, and sighed with a look of unfinished business: "The taste is a little lighter......

"Captain Scott, are you looking for me?" Ronald looked at the man in front of him with some amusement.

You can't drink spirits during any mission, I'm afraid it's because you don't have the money to buy better alcohol.

This kind of wine, as long as a silver coin in any tavern, you can buy a large barrel, weighing about 20 catties, which is the cheapest goods.

From this point of view, Scott's mercenary group must not be very strong, otherwise it would not have gotten mixed up like this.

Scott wiped his mouth, plugged the plug of his skin, and pinned it to the back of his belt: "That's right, the caravan originally only hired our Windwind mercenary group, but the caravan has temporarily added you, so I think we need to talk about it." ”

The caravan has been set off for three days, and for the past three days, Ronald has been sitting alone on the top of the wagon looking around and enjoying the scenery, but in the eyes of others, this can be regarded as a way of vigilance, after all, sitting high, you can see farther and see more detailed.

The members of the Tempest Mercenary Regiment have been distributed in the front and rear of the caravan to protect them, and in the past three days, Ronald has barely communicated with the people in the caravan, and Scott has never come to harass him.

Unexpectedly, after enduring three days, he jumped out at this time.

"Oh, what does Captain Scott want to talk about?" Ronald looked at him with a look of disdain in his eyes.

Three days is enough time for Ronald to find out the bottom of the Tempest Mercenary Group.

The whole regiment consisted of twelve men, including three swordsmen, four warriors, four archers, and one thief scout.

Archers and Scouts are both easier to understand, while the Swordsman and Warrior classes are slightly different.

The so-called swordsman is mainly swords, single or double swords...... Commonly used weapons such as one-handed swords, two-handed swords, broadswords, long swords, great swords, greatswords, and more!

As for the warrior, the weapons used are more confusing and complex, whether it is a sword, an axe, or something else, all of which can be summed up in the scope of the warrior's profession. The four warriors of the Tempest Thieves are armed with one-handed swords, but each of them is equipped with a solid wooden shield, which is a good equipment configuration.

Perhaps it was because the equipment of the members of the Tempest Mercenary Group looked quite good, so they stood out and were selected by the caravan this time.

However, in Ronald's opinion, the Wind Mercenary Group is only well-equipped, and its strength is really not very good. Of the twelve team members, only Scott in front of him has bronze-level strength, and the remaining eleven people can't even use their fighting spirit.

If necessary, Ronald believed that he alone would be enough to wipe out this mercenary group.

"You also know that the safety of a caravan along the way is all ensured by hired mercenaries, and the road ahead has always been relatively safe, so there will be no danger, but the rest of the road will not be so easy. Shi Kao deliberately said: "Since you are hired by the caravan, you naturally have to contribute when you encounter danger." ”

"Of course, after all, I didn't get paid for nothing. Ronald chuckled: "Captain Scott, please rest assured, once I encounter a robber who robs the goods, I will take action." ”

Hearing this, Scott's brows furrowed slightly: "Of course I don't doubt this, I mean, everyone must have a leader." Otherwise, if there is danger, it will be easy to be defeated one by one if everyone fights separately. ”

"So ......"

"So, Captain Scott wants to be the one who leads the way?" Ronald looked at Scott with the eyes of a clown.

"That's right, after all, our Tempest Mercenary Regiment is the main force to protect the caravan, and in case of danger, our Mercenary Regiment will naturally stand on the front line. Scott looked at Ronald and raised his head: "I heard that you killed Oldberg in Gregory by yourself, Oldberg is a silver-level strength, you can kill him with bronze-level strength, I think the strength must be very strong, but protecting the caravan does not rely on the strength of one person." ”

Ronald looked at Scott and really wanted to laugh.

Scott's meaning Ronald had already heard it very clearly, and it was nothing more than telling Ronald ...... The fact that you can kill Oldberg is just a rumor, just a bronze don't be so arrogant, just be obedient, no one will demolish you.

Bronze and silver, these are two completely different stages of strength, Scott himself is a bronze-level strength, so he knows more clearly how difficult it is to kill a silver-level swordsman with bronze-level strength.

In Scott's view, Ronald killed Oldberg, most of which was fake, and it may even be that Fred deliberately created a momentum for him.

Perhaps, Scott has a deeper idea.

Once Ronald is dominated by Scott along the way, it will invisibly give people the feeling that even the person who killed Oldberg will listen to him Scott!

This is an extremely effective propaganda for both him and Scott personally, as well as for their Tempest Mercenary Group!

Very good idea, good calculation.

It's a pity that Scott didn't calculate the difference in strength between the two sides!

Ronald looked at Scott with a sneer, and suddenly raised a middle finger at him: "You want me to listen to you?