Section 49: The Fall of the Mercenaries

Watching the boat, the desolation along the way gave a sense of confusion, and when the Sir Henry came to the confluence of the Serblin and Raven rivers, it was clear that they were approaching the boundary of Naisma. Unlike the gentle and supple nature of the Ruiwen River, the Serblin River is like a grumpy wild horse, galloping and churning extremely dishonestly, if it weren't for the wrong environment and place, William even thought that he was facing the Hukou of the Yellow River in the previous life.

Originating from the depths of the Selbling River, the source of the Selbrin River, due to the topography, and the Ruiwen River evolved into an extremely magnificent and magnificent waterfall valley, and the mighty Snow Water of the World Ridge fell from a height of tens of meters, merging with the relatively gentle Ruiwen River. Extremely skilled veterans are required to sail here, and the ship must be strong enough, otherwise the ship's death is highly probable.

The five-day voyage between Silvermoon City and Nesmail was shortened by two days due to a sudden acceleration, and although the roar of the furious baboon was never heard along the way, William still felt that the danger was not far away, and he had a hunch that the monster might still fall behind him and never leave.

Along the way, William also rode the ink horse several times to patrol behind, but unfortunately in the end found nothing, it seems that the monster's so-called intelligent superman is indeed something, in desperation, William can only secretly raise his vigilance to deal with the possible surprise attack.

In the evening, the legendary "Cone of the Eternal Wilderness" finally appeared in front of everyone. From a distance, Nesmail looks more like a military fortress, with tall, sturdy circular castles covered with various defenses, and traces of past battles are still faintly visible. A huge bridge spans both sides of the Seblin River, and if the Moon Bridge in Silvermoon City is a mysterious and delicate little woman from the south of the Yangtze River, this bridge made of unknown boulders is a tough Kansai man.

Because of its unique geographical advantage, Nesmail has an absolute advantage in the trade activities of the Northland, because it controls the most important water communication routes in the whole of the Northland. However, Nesmail has its own troubles - trolls, and the Eternal Wilderness is arguably the most troll-intensive place, with far more trolls living here than almost anywhere else. Every spring, trolls who have spent a long winter in the snow and ice gather at the walls of Nesmail, trying to storm the human fortress for "food" to hide within.

Every few years, the orc tribes on the north bank of the Seblin River come to mingle, making the entire city of Nesmail more fortified and highly defended, including its docks and other commercial buildings.

Erasdra had warned William to be careful of Nesmail, and if possible, try not to enter the only human settlement in the Eternal Wilderness, because the trading city was controlled by the priests of the Temple of the Gods, especially the cronies of the goddess of wealth and trade, Worgin, who had an absolute advantage in the city's Senate, so William and Yasuna had to stay on the ship and count the stars.

While William and the others were bored in Nesmail, an extremely tragic battle was being staged hundreds of miles away. The group of mercenaries who set out from Silvermoon City could not have imagined that the danger they faced was so terrifying, and when they enjoyed a rare night's rest in Aylward as usual, and the next day crossed the Raven River to embark on the wilderness trade route, a group of terrifying beings set their sights on the mercenary team.

Frink was one of Erastro's closest friends, but he didn't know what he was up against. Although several bandits composed of goblins and ogres came to harass them several times during the day, Flink and the mercenaries did not pay attention to it, because there were too many goblins and ogre robbers in this era, and it was not surprising that they ignored one point, why the goblins who had always bullied the soft and feared the hard dared to provoke such a "huge" team.

There were hundreds of goblins, dozens of ogres, a dozen trolls, and a small number of old and weak orcs, all of whom fell under the swords of the mercenaries, unbeknownst to them, all the weak monsters within a radius of dozens of miles.

Ordinary caravans walking on the wasteland will always form gangs of different sizes and act together in groups, so Frink's team is also mixed with other foot merchants and their guards, and it is some of these people of unknown origin who give them the first blow. ,

The mercenaries in charge of the night inexplicably lost their lives, and then hordes of scavengers (evil and ferocious humanoid monsters) and decayers (degenerate darlings) infiltrated the camp, and the minions of the fallen god Moandor, the Bone Horns, Dark Predators, Terrors, Waste Fist Giants, and Corrosion Demons, frantically destroyed everything they could, filling the land with blood and carnage.

When Flink finally killed a scavenger, he knew that this mission was over: "Damn the Thunder Curse, what kind of trouble did you get me, you dog*, to make the bed bugs of Moandor so crazy, I'm going to beat your big ass Mokun, Mokun, where are you?" the shapeshifter cursed the "rival in love" in Silvermoon City, and called out to his son in the language of a shapeshifter.

Two Dark Marauders suddenly appeared beside Flink, and Flink had to brace himself for the next attack of the two terrible monsters, but to his surprise, one of the Dark Marauders suddenly wrapped its tentacles around its companion and beheaded him with its unusually sharp upper limb blades.

Just when Flink was still stunned by the mutation just now, the surviving monster spoke: "Father, don't be stupid, I'm Mokun, I hate to be this disgusting monster, but it seems to work well, even if you are my father, I have to warn you, don't tell Anne about this"

On a boat in the river outside Nesmail, William enjoyed a quiet night, unaware that their leisurely days were coming to an end, for the attention-grabbing procession was dying, and the eyes of the enemy were bound to focus on them.

Early in the morning, William watched as a troop of cavalry quickly crossed the bridge over the river and galloped along the rugged dirt path of the wasteland toward the depths of the eternal wilderness. On the west bank of the Seburing River is the stables of the Nesmail City Guard, where nearly four hundred well-trained cavalrymen are stationed to defend the entire Nesmail area for two days.

Morgan's fleet needed to spend two days in Nesmer to complete several sizable deals and replenish some supplies. William noticed that whenever he traded with others, Morgan always behaved as a miserable and honest trader, just like he had when he first met Morgan, but when he returned to the ship, Morgan reverted to being a shrewd and resolute captain.

While waiting for the boat to sail, teaching the two little girls to fish was William's newly found pleasure, but the two little ones really had no patience, and from time to time their minds wandered to other places. Suddenly, Millet Sha'er pointed to the sky in the distance and shouted, "William, look over there, what a big dark cloud" William suddenly looked up, but found that there was a cloud, more like the smoke and dust rising from the prairie fire, and that was the direction in which the Nesmai cavalry left in the morning, William's heart couldn't help but move, someone was setting fire to the wasteland.