Capturing captives and plundering villages are all rich jobs. In addition, if you fight alongside some lords, you can also have a good relationship with them, and if you are favored by the king in battle, you may have the opportunity to become one of his vassals. Since then, he has stepped into the ranks of the aristocracy.

How appealing is that!

Even if Furth doesn't say it, all people can understand it.

Even Resarit felt that joining the Ficher mercenaries was a good place to go, he had been in Wall's troops for less time, he had not yet developed feelings for Wall's troops, and if he could stay with Wall's troops for a while, then he would not have such thoughts.

Take Mathilde, for example.

"Your mercenary group is very good, but I've been hired by Mr. Walls, so I'm not going to go."

Mathilde gave Firth an answer directly, which was very dissatisfying to Firth, who felt that his mercenary group, although not the best, was better than this Vols's caravan.

Firth turned his head and looked at the young man curiously, could this person really have any attractive qualities?

Resarit also looked at his captain curiously, and he was also curious about why Mathilde would refuse Firth's invitation so simply, he felt that there must be a reason for Walls.

Firth originally came to see the excitement, but after seeing Mathilde's skills, he thought Mathilde was good.

Wanting to recruit this woman into his team, as an experienced mercenary, he knew that if a woman appeared on the battlefield, as long as he used it slightly, it would have a great effect.

Maybe it doesn't have much effect for those veterans, but it works well for young lads who are just starting out on the battlefield.

Just shout on the battlefield; "Look, a woman is better than you, you cowards."

Then Firth believes that there will definitely be some unconvinced young men who will stand up, and when the morale is greatly boosted, it is possible to turn defeat into victory in some times of crisis.

However, Mathilde did not feel sorry for him, after all, their mercenary group was full of talents, and there were few female warriors, but that did not mean that there were none.

And one of them is still a big beauty, which is much more useful on the battlefield than Mathilde.

"Mr. Walls, I heard that your swordsmanship is also very good, and you actually defeated one of King Yarogerk's knights at yesterday's dinner."

Firth complimented that he was able to meet Wall, a young man of great strength.

Of course, he wanted to recruit such a person into his mercenary group, but he also knew that Walls refused to become King Yarogerk's bodyguard, and when he remembered this, he thought that he had no good chance of recruiting this warrior, but he was still willing to try.

Who doesn't want their mercenary group to be strong, and ......

Thinking of this, Firth paused, he was a nobleman, and he also had his own ambitions.

"Yes, that's true, but let me be clear first, I won't join any team, including your mercenary group."

Walls knew what Friedhorn was up to! He would never give up on his team.

"I see!" Firth knew what Walls meant, and now he was about to leave, but when he turned around, he saw a familiar face with him.

"Commander!?" Firth immediately shouted, he didn't know why his regimental leader was here.

His regimental commander Fichel appeared in front of him in civilian clothes, he was a man of about 30 years old, very tall, much taller than ordinary people.

He looked majestic, but there was no trace of a beard on his face, and he seemed to love cleanliness. Like all warriors, he always had a habit of carrying his sword with him.

Like Firth, he was also a nobleman, he had no inheritance, so he came here to find out, and his luck was good enough to build a powerful mercenary group, and he named his mercenary group after himself.

Fichel has been constantly recruiting, and the result of this is that the number of people he can trust is very small, and the Firth in front of him is not a trustworthy guy now.

Although he has paid a lot for his mercenary group, and it is precisely because of his dedication to the mercenary group that he gave him the position of deputy head of the group, but being untrustworthy is not trustworthy, and he has already felt discord within his mercenary group.

He hoped to find an opportunity to wipe out the heretics within his mercenary group, otherwise Fichel felt that his mercenary group would be torn apart.

These guys all have ambitions of their own!

They have ambitions, and Fichel has ambitions of his own.

I am a nobleman, and I can't just be the leader of a mercenary group for the rest of my life. I'm going......

Thinking of this, Fichel looked his head at his deputy head of the regiment, what was he going to do when he came out?

"What are you doing?"

"Well, I have seen the recently known Mr. Walls, and I would like to invite him to join our ranks."

Firth said half of what he said, he knew what his head was thinking, the reason why he joined this mercenary group was because he wanted to expand his power, and the people he recruited would come in handy one day in the future.

Fichel swept his eyes over to the crowd, and at this time, Wall's men had not completely left, they were all looking at the tall man.

Fischer saw Walls standing in the crowd at a glance, because among all the people present, only Walls's eyes emitted the strongest breath.

A good fighter, that's what Fichel said about Walls.

"Hello, you're Mr. Walls, I'm Fichel."

"Yes, I'm glad you recognized me at a glance." A smile appeared on Wall's face, he didn't want to stay with this guy, from the conversation with Firth just now, Wall knew that this was the head of the Fichel mercenary group, he was Fichel.

He didn't want to have anything to do with these people, he wanted to get out of here now.

"Of course, Mr. Walls, I'd like to invite you to dinner if you have time." Fichel wanted to make friends with this "celebrity".

"No, Mr. Ficher, I'm going to take care of something right now, I'll be leaving soon, I'm a little short on time."

Walls said everything he wanted to say in one go.

"Although I would love to eat with you."

Walls' final addition ended the conversation.

And Fichel didn't mean to force it, after all, Walls is not very famous now, and in fact, his time is also very tight. After all, a great war is imminent, even though it seems that the Kingdom of Virginia has won.

Soon Walls instructed James to sell his goods, which cost Walls 2,000 dinars.

Now Walls has a total of 18 men, such a number of troops is not enough to deal with the robbers on the way, but Walls is no longer ready to hire mercenaries, he is ready to go to the villages outside the city to hire some new soldiers, likened to the Kugit people in the Kugit Khanate.

Walls felt that he should go and regear his men, even though he knew he wasn't rich.

At the arms merchant, Walls gave his team a good set of equipment, a good shield for Mathilde and Resarit, and a good nomadic bow for Jenks, which was fast and lightweight. This cost Walls 1,000 dinars.

As for the others, like Alleyne and Jack, their equipment has long been found from the robbers who were killed, and their current equipment is very good, if they change their equipment, Wall's funds will be depleted soon.

And a paramedic like James doesn't have to go to war, just a long stick.

"Alright, guys, let's go now." Walls sat on his hunting horse and said to his men.

All of them packed their bags and set off with Walls.

Fichel had also seen Walls walk out of the city, and he had only spoken to Walls for a few words, but he was very impressed with him.

Maybe we'll see each other again.

Walls' party soon reached the village of Aiko, and from a distance, Walls saw a snow wolf suddenly appear.

Seeing the snow wolf, Walls remembered Goering, and he knew that this snow wolf was not wild, he was Goering's snow wolf.

Sure enough, the snow wolf didn't make any movement when he saw Wall's troops, just stared at Wall's face.

Is that?

At this time, Walls remembered that this was the snow wolf he rescued.

It was this snow wolf that was trapped in the city of Kulau, and Walls released the snow wolves he had brought with him from Kulau as he was preparing to leave for Zhivadin. This was also done so as not to arouse the suspicion of King Yarogerke. And now this is one of them.

"Mr. Walls." A sentence that suddenly appeared on the side of the road made everyone vigilant.

Immediately after, a familiar figure appeared in front of Walls.

"Goering!" It was none other than Goering, who had been absent for many days.

"I have a feeling you've forgotten about me, but luckily I know you're planning to leave Zhivadin, so I'm waiting for you near Aiko." Göring was a man who kept his promises.

"I'm glad you were able to keep your promise." A smile spread across Wall's face.

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