"My lord, come and have a taste! Freshly roasted snow fox meat is usually difficult to encounter, and if it weren't for Captain Bart, I'm afraid we wouldn't have been able to eat it. ”

Marlon handed the roasted snow fox to Claire, smiling all over his face.

"Hmm." Claire was expressionless, took it, and took a gentle bite.

The meat is tender and smooth, and it also contains a lot of energy, which has a certain effect for professionals.

"My lord, you don't seem to be happy, do you?"

Marlon looked at Claire suspiciously, and also took a bite of the barbecue, with a happy expression on his face, and asked puzzled.

Claire glanced at him, but didn't speak.

"Are you worried about the war?" Norman approached Claire and asked as he handed her a jug of wine.

"There's nothing to worry about, with such a heavy snowfall, it's hard for that Walter to fly into our camp." Without waiting for Claire to speak, Malone said indifferently on the side.

Claire stood up and glanced outside the camp, the heavy snow still had no momentum to stop, but he always felt uneasy in his heart.

"It's a good thing that the heavy snow blocked the attack, but in my heart, I still faintly feel that something is wrong."

"What's wrong?" Malone is still grinning. "If we hadn't stopped Walter's army, we would have enjoyed the snow at a castle in the Tilling."

Claire turned around, sat down again, took out the flask and took a big gulp. 'I suspect Walter is only feint here.'

"Do you still think Walter will bypass us and send troops to attack the territory in the rear?" Norman looked at Claire and voiced his concerns.

"yes!" Claire nodded, undisguised as worried. "Now our main forces are here, there are no troops in the various lords' territories, and Fred in the rear may not be able to mobilize less than two thousand soldiers.

If Walter really departs a part of his army to make a detour and sneak attack the territory, by the time we get the news, I'm afraid that most of the territory will be occupied by the other side. ”

"My lord, I don't understand." Malone looked at Claire, thought about it and said. "Let's not talk about whether Walter really divided his troops, the appearance of our main force in the Ferrol Valley must have been unexpected by the other side.

Normally, we should rely on the castles in each province for defense. Faced with this situation, I don't think any commander will divide his troops. So, since we have blocked the opponent's main force in the Ferrol Valley, how can the other side still have troops to attack our territory. ”

"yes." Bart, who had been silent, also nodded and said softly. "Judging from the flags on the opposite side and the recent battles, I haven't found any shortcomings in the opponent's combat effectiveness, and I don't see any signs of division of troops, whether Your Excellency the Baron is too worried."

"I wish I had thought too much." Claire smiled helplessly, what Bart said was the point that made everyone in the Overwatch Alliance more reassured. That is what he is facing now, it is indeed the main force of the other party, and none of the elite troops of any of the barons on the other side have disappeared, saying that the other party divides the troops, could it be the elite of the Count of Marcus in Erdo Castle?

However, since Count Marcus is going to send the main force, wouldn't it be easy to deal with the army of the Overwatch Alliance by joining forces in one place? Now in the face of Walter's aristocratic alliance, the Overwatch Alliance is already at a disadvantage, if Count Marcus sent the main force, he would have already defeated the Overwatch Alliance in the front, let alone divide the army.

"Perhaps, I'm too worried about the safety of the territory." Claire shook her head, no longer thinking about it.

After all, in the current situation, no matter how much he worries, it is useless, in the face of such heavy snow, even if he wants to return to the territory, it is impossible.

"My lord, if you say something you don't like to hear, you will be called a gain and a loss." Ma Long seems to be extraordinarily bold today, and he dares to speak like this. "Actually, you don't need to worry so much, the strength of our remaining territory is not weak, with the blessing of the magic tower, even if other territories in the middle reaches of the Tiling River are breached, our territory will be safe and sound."

"yes." Norman smiled and nodded. "With the main force of our two mercenary groups in Tilling Town, you better not worry."

"Huh." Claire didn't say any more, and raised the flask. "Okay, okay, I'm thinking too much, come and come and drink, after drinking, I'll teach you a special way of entertainment?"

"What kind of entertainment?"

"Playing cards, fighting landlords!"

"What is a landlord?"

......

Domey City, the headquarters of the Little Mercenary Regiment.

With Wade, who was originally guarding Dorme City, returning to Tilin Town, most of the daily affairs of Domme City were handled by the small mercenary group stationed here.

For the small mercenary group in which she owns half of the shares, Claire is still quite atmospheric. In addition to the abundant start-up capital, there should be no shortage of policy support.

With this semi-official support, the development of the little mercenary can be regarded as a smooth sail.

The senior executives of the small mercenary group who were originally transferred from the Good Luck Mercenary Group have also been deeply involved in the mercenary industry for many years and have rich experience.

In a short period of time, the number of members of the small mercenary group has expanded to nearly five hundred, and offices have been established in many nearby lords' villages and towns, which can be said to be the largest mercenary group in the middle reaches of the Tilin River today.

All this is also thanks to Claire's "big coin". The benefits of the members of the small mercenary group are simply too conscientious compared to ordinary mercenaries.

According to Lanxing's words, it is the mercenary industry, and there are also six insurances and two golds, nine days in the morning and five weekends, various overtime allowances, etc.

How can you not recruit people for such a job?

Not to mention those lone mercenaries, even some of the more elite mercenary teams have also taken refuge.

If it weren't for the high threshold for recruiting members of the small mercenary group, it is estimated that the number of people would have exceeded 1,000 now.

Nowadays, the street where the headquarters of the small mercenary group is located has been called Mercenary Street, which is extremely lively, with countless people coming and going every day, and the street at the door has also become a treasure place for small traders and hawkers to do business. The mercenaries live a life of licking blood from the knife edge, and there is no moderation in consumption, spending money just to be happy.

On this street, in addition to the headquarters of the small mercenary group, there are all kinds of bars.

On this day, the idle mercenaries are gathering in the fairy bar to drink and brag, which is also their daily pastime.

Suddenly, the door of the bar was slammed open, and a figure stumbled into the bar.

The originally noisy bar was much quieter in an instant, and the mercenaries all turned their eyes to the door.

"Yes, are there magicians?" Entering the bar was a young mercenary, who looked very thin, with beads of sweat on his forehead, and looked a little frightened.

As soon as the three words of magician came out, many mercenaries withdrew their gaze.

The profession of magician has a high status among mercenaries, and ordinary mercenaries are also happy to team up with magicians, in addition to the combat effectiveness of the magician itself, it can heal injuries and enrich knowledge, and it can also greatly increase the probability of a mercenary team completing the commission.

The young mercenary was so anxious to find a magician that it seemed that a companion was injured, and this kind of thing was very common among mercenaries, and everyone stopped paying attention.

Moments later, the bar was back to hustle and bustle.

"Is there a magician here?" The young mercenary who broke into the bar asked loudly again.

Still, no one paid attention.

The young mercenary glanced around and asked again, but no one answered, so he shook his head and opened the door of the bar again, and the howling cold wind poured in, making him shiver.

"Wait a minute, there is! What's the matter? ”

The young mercenary's eyes lit up suddenly, and he turned his head to look at the place where the voice came from, it was a black-robed man who was drinking at the bar counter of the bar, and his face was unclear.

"We have a companion who has been seriously injured and needs to be healed by a magician, and if you can heal him, we are willing to pay him handsomely."

"Generous pay?" The black-robed man's voice was emotionless. "Don't be a few dinars."

As soon as the man finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter in the bar, and other mercenaries immediately followed.

"Boy, look at your appearance, you have just become a mercenary, how much money have you earned, can you afford to hire a magician for treatment?"

"I have a healing magic potion here, which can cure all diseases, and sell you cheaply."

“......”

In the midst of laughter, the young mercenary only felt that his head was swollen, and he hurriedly shouted loudly.

"One hundred dinars, Your Excellency the Magician, we are willing to give you a hundred dinars for treatment!"

In an instant, the bar was boiling.