Chapter 41: The Danger of a Double-Edged Sword
"Porcha, are you familiar with this place?" Walls said that he should talk to his scout, after all, there are many opportunities to use him in the future, which is a normal thing.
If you want to win more than less, then it is important to know yourself and others.
Knowing one's own strength, understanding one's own strengths and weaknesses, and understanding the enemy's strengths and weaknesses, only in this way can one make the most of one's strengths and avoid weaknesses, and can give full play to the strength of one's army.
"Of course, I'm familiar with the whole continent."
Porcha said, however, when he spoke, it was like bragging, after all, he said that he was familiar with the whole continent, and even those who had traveled on the continent for many years would not dare to say this.
When Wall heard this, he just smiled, and he took it as a joke.
Afterwards, Walls talked to Porcha about what was going on here in Halma.
They soon entered the city, where they settled in a house, and this time, with their previous experience, Walls knew that his army was still inadequate.
For example, the group of robbers he encountered on the steppe was a problem worth paying attention to, and he had to expand his army quickly, and only then could he ensure that his team would be able to drive them all away next time.
He felt in his pocket, which contained a sum of money.
He will use the money to recruit a group of mercenaries, which is his capital to fight against this group of robbers, but he also knows that he is looking for some loyal warriors, if he meets some people who see money, then when he finds the treasure, he is afraid that these people will rebel against him, kill himself, and then divide the treasure equally.
This is something that people often do, and unfortunately, since they are mercenaries, they don't care so much in this time of war.
Many mercenaries are untrustworthy unless their employer is powerful, such as the six countries on the continent.
As Walls walked around the tavern, he saw a prairie man drinking, a man with a beard.
Walls walked up to him.
"Hello, friend, would you like to have a drink with me?" This is a man in his forties.
"Of course, it's more felt like you're drinking with someone." Walls said. He became interested in this man.
"I am Bestur, the son of Azabe, the grandson of Bedazan, and since you are not a barbarian, then you will most likely know my lineage. The Kugit people, the Shamir tribe, the Duran clan, the Ubayne family, the valley of the Pantas, you may guess why my home is so far away. ”
Besture began to tell his own story, and like Walls's previous companions, he was a man with a story.
"For the years that everyone remembers, our people have clashed with the tribe of Humu sheep who have settled in another valley, and many people have died on both sides, including my two brothers, whom the Khan ordered us to put an end to.
To save manpower for the war in Calradia, but I knew what I wanted, and I wanted to avenge my two brothers, I ambushed and killed a Humu sheep man who was passing through the mountains, and I rode out of my village that night.
Before I even had time to say goodbye to my father, I would stay in Calradia for a year or two, and I would not return home until the Khan came and forgot about it. Of course, the Humu sheep people will not forget, but this is the price of my honor. ”
"During this time, I am willing to accept any opportunity to make a living with my own sword." Bestur was in desperate need of a chance to make a living.
"That's it, I can provide you with what you need."
Walls did not pass up such an opportunity, knowing that Bestur was a brave warrior who would make it a lot less dangerous for himself to encounter on the road.
"Ah, that's a generous offer!" A smile appeared on Bestur's face, and it was his smile of victory.
Seeing that he had recruited another Warrior, Walls felt that his chances of finding the treasure were one more point.
But he also knew the strength of the Fierce Tooth Wolf Bandits, if they all went out, then he would face great danger, which was not tolerated by himself, and he knew that he would have to recruit some people on the other hand.
But he still had to look for the treasure, and Wall was worried that if the men killed themselves when they found the treasure, and then divided the treasure equally, Wall would be in danger again.
"But if you can't get through such a dangerous situation now, then you have to wait to be killed." Just when Walls was having a hard time, Wo Zhi's golden finger spoke, and this is Wo's golden finger who came out to solve the problem.
"yes, you're right, it looks like I'm going to have to recruit some soldiers." Walls said to Wo's Golden Finger in his heart.
At this time, he also saw a man with a sword at his waist, which was a good man.
There was a scar on his face that made him look even more intimidating, and his actions at this time were different from the others, and Wall knew at a glance that he was a mercenary.
Fessrie is a mercenary, and he has a scar on his face that he left when he fought a group of bandits, it was a terrible battle, and they met a powerful bandit, and this scar was left by him.
"Hello!" Walls walked over and greeted the mercenary directly, and beside him were the mercenary's men, they were all close associates of Fothrie, and such a mercenary had advantages and disadvantages.
The advantage is that they have a certain tacit understanding when fighting, but having a tacit understanding will turn into some disadvantages at some times.
For example, their captains can command their own men at any time, and in the event of special circumstances, these mercenaries will turn their swords towards their employers.
This is intolerable, but something like this does happen. If Walls had had had the opportunity to make them his cronies, that might not have happened, but they were a group, and it would be a difficult task to integrate such a large group into their ranks.
Walls also knew that he didn't have enough opportunities to recruit these people into his cronies.
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