"Why do you have to take on this task - it's fitting that this kind of work should be given to those damned Lund pirates. Robin, who was riding a pony, muttered, his cloak already covered with snowflakes.

The blizzard seemed to have become much smaller, and the mercenaries who had been trekking long distances in the snow had their bags tightly on their backs, and had formed three columns to follow behind the flag-carrying light cavalry in front. In order to lighten the burden and speed up, they didn't even carry a convoy of baggage, and the only necessities and food they had on their backs were all on their backs, so that they could take the Tallinn tribe before the Red Horse clan.

"Because the chief flag bearer offered a high enough price, and we were in it for the money. In the face of Robin's question, Shrell, who didn't even reply, replied lightly: "Aren't mercenaries just exchanging their lives for money?"

"Then you have to have a life flower. Robin couldn't help but complain a little more - if it weren't for the fact that Shrell suddenly pinched him from behind, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to stand up and force the group of guys who didn't want to live to die.

Robin Clover, who had just left his hometown, was an aspiring hero - young and vigorous, and wanted to break into the world, just like the heroes in the story, but all of them grew up, and now the head of the Silver Blood, but a well-known ranger on the West Coast, has survived by more than just a bow and sword in his hand.

Yes, whether on the West Coast or in the East, mercenaries can do anything as long as their employers pay them enough - but only if they are not sent to their deaths in vain, in the end they are just a bunch of people who live on the weapons in their hands, and there is no need to work too hard for those strange employers.

This is also where mercenaries are criticized all over the world - for their lack of discipline and loyalty. It's hard to trust them under any circumstances. Even when Edward agreed to have the Silver Blood as the advance party. There are still many people who stand up against it. In the end, it was completely he who "insisted on going his own way" and forced his way through.

The inexplicable trust of his employer, the desperate Shirrell, and the fact that he deliberately deceived the chief flag bearer when he was at the gate of the fortress that he was his husband made Robin a little curious - he was the Silver Blood who only joined after the Battle of Bright Star City, and only knew a rough idea of what happened to Edward and Shirrell.

Could it be that these two people have ever ...... Robin, who was stunned, quickly shook his head, and he was scared to think about that kind of thing. Although he didn't know why, he himself was so afraid of Hirrell, especially when he saw the clear eyes under those long purple hair, he always felt an inviolable touch.

After climbing over the snow-covered hills, there is a small valley in front of you, which is also a fork in the road, and in the distance you can see some traces of settlements - thatched huts, yellow sheep, cooking smoke, obviously inhabited.

"Here we are. Shrell said lightly and waved his hand at Robin: "Let the brethren stop and get ready, there is likely to be an enemy in the village." ”

"Understood. "Although there are many complaints about this mission. But as the head of Silver Blood, Clover Robin still shouldered his duties. The mercenaries in the marching column stopped at the sound of shouts and flags, and formed a simple scattering formation on the hillside, deep and shallow in the snow, waiting for the next order.

Looking at the settlement in the distance, and the surrounding terrain, Shairel understood why Edward valued this place so much - the mountains on both sides formed the pass, but the front and back were relatively flat, the only gentle slope was the opposite side of the place he stood, and the rest was dense forest.

The village was less than three days away from the Red Horse Gorge, which was occupied by the Red Horse Clan, and the location was no less important than the fortress of the Green Valley, so that the legions that occupied it could confidently and boldly transport the rear baggage in this direction without fear of being intercepted by the enemy.

"Is it another Horn Fort, that guy is really ......" As if remembering something, Shirrell drove his horse towards the village with some distraction, Robin hurriedly waved to the soldiers behind him, and with the tacit understanding of the Silver Blood mercenaries, they were very familiar with it and took the initiative to divide into several teams to advance.

Two detachments of light infantry hundreds, armed with spears and longbows, scattered towards the dense forest to search for any enemies, the veterans of Silver Blood followed the two regimental commanders and searched for supplies or food, and the rest of the men assembled before receiving orders.

After entering, Robin and Hirrell were truly sure that the settlement had probably been abandoned for some time—all the longhouses had been looted, the pigsty and sheepfold were heavily covered with snow, and only a few places remained broken clay pots or wooden pots and other utensils, which seemed to have been inadvertently dropped during the move.

It seems that they have left in a hurry, and I am afraid that it has been a recent thing - but even this place has been abandoned?Shairel suddenly didn't believe what he was seeing, and an inexplicable vigilance rose in his heart, and his sharp eyes searched around.

"Let the soldiers come in, and build a fort and a wall here. After the search was fruitless, Shrell had no choice but to complete his task first: "Tear down all the houses, then go to the surrounding dense forest to find a way to cut down a few trees, and ...... the wooden tower and the fence first"

Before she could finish her order, two hurried horns suddenly sounded from the surrounding valleys, and the eyes of the soldiers, who had just been a little dejected, and their tired faces immediately widened!

"Blood Debt and Blood Repayment-!!!"

A deafening roar resounded through the valley, and in the dense forest, the hillside was filled with the roar of barbarians, and the barbarian warriors with battle axes, javelins, and shields in high were killing the sky, their hair scattered, and their tattoos painted with blood, rushed out from all directions amid the shouts of the mountain and the tsunami, and rushed to the ruins of the settlement!

The light infantry in the mountains and forests were completely caught off guard, and many of them had been quietly wiped their necks before they even raised their weapons, and the only few people blew their horns before they died, and their miserable bones rolled down the hillside, and unfortunately fell on the half-section of the fence and were pierced.

As if stunned by the sight in front of him, Shrell, who was a little distracted for a moment, was stunned in place, and Robin, who had just turned around, saw her appearance and rushed over and pressed her to the ground—almost at the same time, a whistling javelin flew over the heads of the two men, hitting the door of the longhouse behind them!

Robin, who fell to the ground, rolled on his side with quick movements, took off a black arrow, and got down on one knee, the bowstring taut!

"Don't forget to tell them when you go to hell that it's Uncle Robin who gave you the ticket!"

The scolding Robin didn't even look at it, and immediately took down the second arrow, and the little four-leaf clover in your depression ran back and forth like a monkey, and the war bow in his hand never stopped for a moment, and the figure fell in front of the fence screaming.

"The enemy is coming!" Robin, who had just looked honest, immediately roared at the two centurions behind him: "Stop them, blow the trumpet and gather!"

Several mercenary captains blew their horns and waved the battle flags in their hands to gather the veterans around them, and these experienced veterans of silver blood stood shoulder to shoulder, pushing the barbarian warriors who were about to rush in back to the outside of the fence, relying on several fences and longhouse walls that were not high or low to block the tsunami attack.

At this time, the recruits who were still outside the village were already trembling with fright in the earth-shattering roar, and instinctively formed a phalanx in place, not responding to the rallying cry from the village at all, or they didn't hear it at all, but subconsciously protected themselves.

And the barbarian warriors who suddenly rushed out had already blocked the gate of the settlement, and the mercenaries outside had not yet understood - when all the people in the village were killed, they would be next!. )