In the wilderness on the eastern outskirts of Stilwell City, thousands of black tents were erected on the flat ground, as far as the eye could see, the military trumpets were loud, the scouts shuttled, and the white armor of the layers of crusaders almost blinded the eyes of the twenty-four krypton gold dogs of passers-by. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Mira is one of these innocent passers-by, since she was captured by the city guards yesterday, well, she was invited back, although no one has ever dealt with them, but the fast legs still quickly find out what happened.

A month ago, sand thieves who had been living deep in the desert suddenly attacked a Chinese caravan walking on the edge of the desert, and only seven of them escaped to Stilwell City alive, and according to the survivors' accounts, the leader of the caravan was carrying a gift from a certain envoy of the Chinese kingdom to the Holy Bein Emperor, a full-length hardcover embroidered like a golden vase. Enraged, the Emperor ordered the governor of Stilwick to reclaim the treasure, and the governor immediately handed over the task to his brother-in-law, Kempinski, the lord of Stilwell.

This city lord is said to be a wine bag and rice bag, relying on the relationship of his sister to successfully become a big nobleman, in his impression, fighting is to fight for a lot of people, so he gathered all the forces at hand, including the regular army, city guards, aristocratic private army and mercenaries, ready to use the tactics of the sea of people to drive out the sand thieves.

Since the mercenaries do not accept the direct command of the Kempinski City Lord, and can only be used indirectly by issuing wartime missions, the camps assigned to them are also the worst ones. The mercenary group above the C level can also be divided into a large tent alone, and the low-level group and the free mercenaries can only be mixed casually, for example, Mira's skeleton mercenary group can only be mixed with more than a hundred other mercenaries in a large tent, with noisy noise and mixed body odors, just like a large refugee camp.

At this moment, most of the people in the tent were sitting around a bearded mercenary and listening to him tell a story: "A long, long time ago, there were elves on the Lin Fan Continent, they were kind and pure, and they lived in the fairy forest in the southwest of the continent. In the War of Gods and Demons, the last Elven King Selidar was lured by the devil to betray the Light Alliance, he first ambushed the Dwarf King and destroyed the Dwarf Kingdom, and then took advantage of the fierce battle between humans and the Demon Advance Army to sneak attack the Lin Fan Empire from the rear. ”

"This war ended in the complete defeat of the elves, and there are many records in the Chronicles of the War of Gods and Demons, so I won't say more. What I want to say is that when the defeat of the elves was inevitable, the elven commander Gru was desperate, and he left his team with the Ice Blade and began to search everywhere for traces of the archdemon Serren. ”

A mercenary interjected, "Is he going after the Great Demon?"

The bearded mercenary sneered: "Of course not, Gru knows that Selren has the Doomsday Blade on his body, and the moment the Ice Blade and the Doomsday Blade collide, the energy that bursts out will destroy the entire world, and all races, humans, devils, orcs, etc., will all die." Gru wants the whole world to be buried for the elves. ”

Serren of course refused to die with Gru, and he hid to prevent Gru from finding him, while all the other races stopped the war and discussed ways to avoid the end of the world. Gru had an Ice Blade that could freeze anything within ten meters of him into ice, and no one could get close to him except Serren, who was wielding the Doomsday Blade, so it was impossible to gather people to kill him. Moreover, Gru was the commander of the Jungle Whip and the king of sniping and assassination, so these aspects can also be ignored. ”

"Just when everyone was helpless, an inconspicuous mercenary, a thief named Dalyan, managed to steal the Ice Blade from Gru, and escaped Gru's pursuit with the help of his fellow mercenaries. Later, these mercenaries destroyed the Ice Blade on the Flaming Mountain in the Gunya Desert, and the ice fragments scattered across the land, instantly turning the Flaming Mountain into an iceberg. ”

The mercenary who had just interjected spoke again: "Isn't the Gongerya Desert the place where we are going to exterminate the sand thieves this time?"

"yes, that's why I'm telling you this story, if anyone is lucky enough to find a piece or two of ice shards and they will get rich, those water mages will definitely be willing to give everything in exchange for such a shard, hehe, mages are very rich. ”

When the people sitting around were almost dispersed, Mira approached the bearded mercenary: "Uncle, let me ask you a question, what are the characteristics of that ice fragment?"

The bearded mercenary glanced at Mira: "What uncle, I'm only twenty-four years old, don't think that my beard is too old, I'm too obvious because of my male characteristics." What do you ask the ice shards for? You want to find the shards too?"

Mira nodded affirmatively: "Well, I am deeply encouraged by your story, since those mercenaries can successfully destroy the Ice Blade, I think I can at least find a few Ice Blades, after all, everyone has hands and feet, no one is much worse than the other, the key is tenacity and indomitable faith." ”

The bearded mercenary stared at Mira's face for a few seconds, and then suddenly burst into laughter, laughing so much that tears flowed from his eyes: "Don't be stupid, that's a story, it's just a story." No one is much worse than the other? Laugh at me, do you know who those mercenaries are? Let me tell you, there are the Holy Maiden Dolan, the god of war Morgen, the god of wisdom Gordon, the king of mercenaries Dolo, the king of darkness Winkett, and the lord of death Mohan, do you think you are not much worse than them?"

The mercenaries laughed, but Mira looked embarrassed, and at this moment, a herald entered the tent: "The barracks are loud and loud, aren't you afraid of losing your heads? ”

In the tent of the Chinese military camp that can accommodate 1,000 people, it is crowded at the moment, and many familiar mercenary captains are greeting each other and brushing their favorability, and it seems that they are about to cut off the head of the chicken and burn the yellow paper to worship the brothers. Mira looked left and right, and there was no one she knew, and when the others saw the F-class mercenary badge on his chest, they all wore a contemptuous smile, automatically filtering him out of sight.

At the very bottom of the tent, a dozen or so knights were writing and drawing on the map, handing out a note or two from time to time, and the temporary officer of the mercenary union immediately assigned the tasks arranged on these notes. As expected, all the large and medium-sized missions were prioritized by the high-level mercenary group, and when it was Mira's turn, there were only a few trivial tasks left.

Horse Manure Cleanup: Clean horse manure from the stables of the 1st and 2nd Cavalry Wings every day, task reward: 40 silver coins per day. Tip: Please prepare a gas mask beforehand.

Waterwheel Escort: Escort the fifth waterwheel convoy to ensure the safety of the waterconvoy in the Gunya Desert, mission reward: 25 silver coins per day.

Arrow Recovery: Responsible for recovering all the arrows that are fired, identifying the parts that can be used again and ......

Mira was reading carefully, the note in front of him was suddenly taken away, he looked up, and saw a man with five big and three thick eyes glaring at him with slanted eyes: "Waste still has a place? ”

Mira was furious: "Why? I've been queuing for more than half an hour, why are you cutting in line?"

The trade union officer immediately came over to play a round: "Okay, okay, it's a low-level task anyway, and there's no need to fight around, and there is a certain danger in recovering the arrows, there are very likely to be casualties, and it's not very suitable for the F-level small group, so you can give it to them." I think you should be very good to clean up horse manure, very promising. ”

Mira returned to her lodgings in despair, only to find that the tent was more than half empty, and many of the rest were packing. When Mira asked, she quickly said first: "Of course, this time to exterminate the sand bandits, only the mercenary group can receive the task, and if these free mercenaries don't find a group to join, they can only be partners." Just now, the mercenary groups have already come here to pick people, and those who are still here are the ones they don't look down on, and now it is estimated that they will have to find all kinds of connections to join the group. ”

The big guys and foodies all smiled and nodded, fully reflecting the superiority of the group. And after being stunned for a few seconds, Mira quickly found a wooden board, wrote a few lines of big characters on the brush, and held it high: The Skeleton Mercenary Group is looking for heroes, and once hired, they will enjoy free food and lodging, and the benefits are good and the treatment is excellent. We don't need you to be a master, maybe we will make you a master, we don't like to talk about ideals, we pay more attention to the status quo, come on, join the skeleton mercenary group and become a practitioner of dreams. PS: Beauty is preferred.