Swinging the knife, cleanly and neatly beheading a little troll in front of him, the warrior grinned and showed a trace of unspeakable bloodthirstiness, but then shook his brain that was a little dizzy because of the continuous fierce battle, and skillfully twisted the little troll's fangs off with one knee bent, although in the mercenary union, this level of troll fangs takes ten to change a copper horn, but no matter how small the mosquito is, it is also meat, for most of the ordinary mercenaries who live at the bottom, it can be one more, waste, often represents death. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Tiru, hurry up, it's been a long time!"

As soon as he put the fangs the size of his thumb into his fanny pack, a cry was heard in his ears, and the warrior grabbed the one-handed axe beside him, turned around and rushed over.

"Head, except for some small radish, there's nothing new!"

Wearing a shabby half-armour, the warrior rushed into the center of the tribal camp with only a few small charges, and the center of the whole camp was very empty, except for a huge bonfire burning with raging flames, and there were already a dozen people around the campfire before the warriors came.

Speaking to one of the young men in a robe, Tiru said in a loud voice.

"The whole camp has only gathered a small group of middle-aged soldiers! Naturally, it's just a little bit of material, hurry up and pack up, let's continue to walk inside!"

The young mage was crouching by the campfire in the middle of the camp, nibbling on a wild boar leg that came from nowhere, and when he heard the warrior's report, he threw another half-baked wild boar at his feet.

"Hehe, no matter how small it is, it's meat, and it's a good start!"

After taking the wild boar, he didn't look at whether the roast was cooked or not, and opened his mouth to nibble on a small half, Tiru grinned when he swallowed the roast meat in his mouth.

The Red Maple Leaf Mercenary Squad, the entire team plus the logistics staff is only twenty-three, barely reaching the minimum number of mercenary team levels, but in the East Wall Barrier area, the Red Maple Leaf's ranking has been in the top ten for several consecutive years. As a squad-level mercenary ranking jointly released by some unscrupulous news merchants, aside from some extremely noble tentacles, the reliability of the ranking based on the overall combat power evaluation and mission success rate is still very high.

And being able to lead a miniature mercenary team to maintain such a high level of combat power and mission completion all year round, as the captain of the mercenary, the combat power of the Vulture Mufa Six Rings Mage has always played a vital role, yes, their captain is a mage, a battle mage with a rank as high as the Six Rings.

Mercenaries, especially low- and middle-level mercenaries who live at the bottom, have always been synonymous with cannon fodder and consumables. Under normal circumstances, even in large mercenary groups, there is rarely a figure of the aristocratic profession of mage, compared to the mercenary mission that will be in a life-and-death crisis all the time, even if it is the most down-and-out low-level mage or even a wild mage, it is the best choice to hide in the mage tower to copy scrolls or even go to a small noble house to be the enlightenment mentor of the young son of the clan, let alone a true mage above the middle level.

As an old mercenary and old cannon fodder, Tiru is no longer the stupid man who just came out of the old mountain village in Dakalin County, nearly ten years of life and death, in addition to barely reaching the combat power of the second-order berserk battle, he has clearly realized the cruelty of this world, so he is satisfied with the current mercenary team, and he can't be more satisfied, and for the captain in front of him, he is even more 200% obedient, although three years ago, he was actually forced to join this weak chicken team that seems to be disbanded the next day after being beaten by the other party。

"Head, I'm sure there's nothing!"

Just as Tiru had finished his last bite of wild boar, a dim shadow appeared beside him, reporting to Mufa, who had also finished eating and was already wiping his hands, and snatched the water bag from Tiru's hand and poured it down.

"Well, then follow the planned route, Tiru, Timms, you two go ahead and find the temporary settlement we had last time, and see what is going on nearby!"

Although the entire camp had been scanned through the Detection Spell to make sure that there was nothing of value, there were some blind spots that could easily shield perception, so the last sweep of the Shadowmen had become almost routine.

"Yes!"

Hearing this, Tiru took the water bag thrown by the Shadowman, and the two of them quickly rushed out, disappearing into the jungle outside the camp in a few steps.

The remaining dozen or so people continue to make final preparations around the bonfire, the very location of this camp is actually on the periphery of Zumashal, this area after years of sweeping generally has few activities of the troll tribe, but through this outlying area, it is the real deep mountains and old forests, not only the probability of encountering trolls has increased, and even some traces of large and medium-sized troll tribes can be searched.

Since its effect has been confirmed, the bloodline reincarnation potion has become more and more valued and sought after among human beings, and has become a necessary potion for almost all those who intend to impact high-level physical professions, and the heart of the high-level trolls, as the core potion material, has always been a material purchased by major forces at a high price, even the poorest mercenary union has been constantly purchased at a price of fifteen thousand gold nar for unlimited purchases, although it is nearly thirty percent lower than the market price, but it can also obtain the corresponding mercenary points at the same time, which is also a good choice for some mercenary groups that are committed to building a large mercenary group。

Red Maple Leaf's target is naturally not a high-level troll, at least not the main target, as the highest combat power is only a six-ring mage and two middle-level warriors, the others are mercenary squads of low-level professionals, their main goal is still to sweep away some small troll tribes and lone troll warriors, due to the attention of the major forces of Lordaeron, but also to facilitate their own harvest of high-level trolls, the purchase price of the troll fangs in the Zumashal region has gradually risen to about twice the original.

Of course, detecting the distribution of trolls, especially searching for troll tribes that may have high-level trolls, selling relevant information to major forces and even acting as a guide, is also one of the largest incomes for ordinary mercenaries.

And Mufa's proudest achievement is that after leading the Red Maple Leaf to find a troll tribe that may have high-level trolls, he lured the other party to successfully ambush and kill the high-level troll warrior after leading a few elite raids, although the entire Red Maple Leaf was directly disabled by this high-level troll warrior, and almost half of his manpower fell, and he was also beaten half-dead by the opponent's dying counterattack.

Remembering the way the high-level troll warrior was dying and going crazy in his mind, the corners of Mufa's mouth that were originally slightly upturned stiffened, and then he shook his head and stood up, the time was almost up, and the two Tiru should be back soon.

However, as soon as the mercenary captain got up, in a blink of an eye, he saw Tiru rushing out in a panic, the original shabby half-body armor on his body had been brittle, and a terrifying wound penetrated the entire abdomen, and the blood continued to spill with the violent movement.

"Tiru!"

His face changed suddenly, and as soon as Mufa wanted to step forward to pick up his teammates, Tiru who rushed out of the jungle was frozen there, looking down with a frightened expression on his face, a wooden spear had completely pierced his heart, and the bright red spearhead was suddenly exposed, and his eyes began to dim, but then suddenly, Tiru grabbed the protruding spearhead and twisted his hand, and when his heart was completely shattered, he finally raised the last trace of anger.

"Let's go!!Troll Tide!!Let's go..."

However, before the second one could finish his walk, three identical spears pierced the warrior's body again, nailing him to the ground without a single sound. (To be continued.) )