Act 83 The Story of Turbulence and Fish (5)

"That's what he said?"

Although the Gray Wolf mercenary group was attacked at night, they had to abandon the camp and retreat southward under the attack of the Black Fire Cultists and hostile mercenaries who continuously emerged from the darkness. § Biquge

§But ‘Maned Wolf’ Macaro remained calm in the face of danger, calmly commanded the retreat, and was able to integrate his own people on the way to re-form combat effectiveness. Based on this alone, he can be called a famous general in this era.

In the forest——

He was with Buga as usual, wearing a fiery red military uniform - this uniform was inherited from the uniforms of the Praetorian Guards cavalry in the era of the previous kings. Macaro was once the captain of the Praetorian Guards cavalry. It has been his trademark since then - it's just that after he left the army due to persecution, the epaulettes, tassels and emblems can no longer be seen on the military uniform.

He pressed his sword - the commander-specific version of the Type 35 Cavalry Sword. This sword was the most popular weapon for level 30-40 swordsmen in past games. Of course, this does not mean how powerful it is, but it is often One thing that mass weapons must satisfy is that they must be very cost-effective. This kind of sword can be said to have the best attributes among the magic long swords with a label of 'brass' or lower around level 30. There are enough of them in circulation on the market, so it became popular for a while.

However, at this moment, Macaro did not look worried because of the attack of a powerful enemy. On the contrary, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and the expression on his face was calm. Only when he heard Yura's words, he raised his eyebrows slightly and asked.

Seeing Yura nodding, Macaro turned back and asked Buga: "Xiangdong, it seems that the young man named Brando is very confident. Should we follow him?"

"Wait," Reddy interrupted hurriedly - although this white-haired young man is a member of the mercenary group, he has much higher freedom than others. Otherwise, ordinary people would not dare to interrupt like this: "Captain, our opponents are tree shepherds! Why don't we retreat first and then seek a more comprehensive plan? I think since they are so grand, they must be well prepared. Let's continue to stay." Fighting them here wouldn't be in line with the other party's wishes."

His words were urgent and impulsive, but Macaro and Buga were used to this young man's character, so they didn't take it seriously. However, Reddy immediately thought of something and asked hurriedly: "By the way, Eco is still in town, will he be unsafe?"

Macaro glanced at the young man and nodded: "You are right.

Reddy, but no one can guarantee that the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group will be safe if they withdraw to Chablis. "He saw Yula lowering her head, knowing that this girl was worried about her sweetheart, and sighed: "In fact, the deputy leader and I had already expected that Conrad might not be that simple, but since we dare to lead him to Come here and be prepared. Eco... I don't know what he found, but it's okay for him to stay in the town. Cabot is there to protect him. Don't worry. "

Buga listened without saying a word, but the tall swordsman was stunned, and suddenly raised his head to the forest on one side - a dazzling flash of light immediately appeared in that direction, followed by a deafening roar from behind the forest. came. The expressions of the people present changed. Just as Reddy was about to say something, someone among the mercenaries exclaimed:

"The seventh string, the sound of thunder!"

"Akane is in trouble!"

Buga took off the giant sword from his back with a click, but he immediately let go of his hand and stared in that direction with a solemn expression: "The battle is over."

"Akane..." Yura's face turned pale.

"I'm going to save her!" Reidy seemed to have reacted just now. He immediately pulled out his sword and wanted to rush out in that direction. But Macaro grabbed him by the shoulders and held the young man immobilized.

"Stop."

"Captain...?"

Macaro said nothing, but for the first time he frowned and looked at the forest in that direction with a solemn face. Within a moment, a longing figure appeared in the forest. One or two more screams sounded in the distance, like the temporary wails of humans or other beasts - the mercenaries at the edge of the forest quickly gasped and retreated.

Because densely packed Black Fire Cultists suddenly appeared in the woods in the south and southwest. As they advanced, the heavy chains on their feet and hands rubbed against the ground and swept through the bushes, making a tinkling sound. At this time, the forest seemed quiet. , extremely weird.

The north is just a feint attack, the enemy is ambushing in the south——

This clear idea flashed through everyone's mind at this moment, but unfortunately it seemed that it was too late to react. The two teams, Akane and Rolor, had obviously suffered defeat, but these mercenaries had no time to grieve for the loss of their companions, because now they themselves were in the same danger. These are experienced warriors, and at a glance they can tell that the number of the other party is at least three times greater than their own.

Reddy swallowed. Although he was not afraid of death, he still felt suffocated in the face of such a situation.

Although Yura on the side could not see, he also understood how dangerous the current situation was.

"Conard."

Buga spoke, his voice low and powerful.

"Oh?" A frivolous voice immediately responded from the forest. It sounded like a young man: "Mr. Buga, you know me, but should I call you Cross-Hand Buga, Duke of Lantonilan, or Duke of Lantonilan?" The captain of Grand Duke Luen’s bodyguard?”

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the members of the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group couldn't help but be startled. They turned around and looked at their deputy commander with a surprised look. Although they didn't believe each other's words in their hearts, it was always difficult for people to do so. Curb your curiosity. Buga and Macaro, on the other hand, remained calm. The latter stretched out a hand to stop Buga, and said at the same time: "I didn't expect the 'Solitaire' mercenary group to be mixed up with the notorious tree shepherds. It will definitely not be spread out." Does it sound good?"

The forest immediately fell silent.

There are many people who know about the Black Fire Cultists, but not many people know about the connection between the Black Fire Cultists and the Tree Shepherds. The young man named Conrad obviously did not expect Macaro to know such detailed information. He paused for a moment before speaking sarcastically again: "As expected of the cunning fox of the past, he knows a lot."

really.

Macaro frowned. In fact, he was confirming Brando's words. However, he is not worried that this will affect his morale. Mercenaries are different from most regular soldiers. They are originally a group of desperadoes, and they often do not value life and death as much as ordinary people. For this reason, in Warend, although skilled mercenaries are often inferior to the regular army in terms of personal strength, equipment and discipline, they are still a powerful force.

"Okay, Mr. Macaro." Conrad said with a smile: "Actually, I came here specifically to confirm with you whether the only heir of Grand Duke Luen is with you now?"

The members of the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group were stunned again. They couldn't help but look at their leader - why did they pull out another Duke? In their eyes, he was an unattainable big shot.

Macaro smiled: "It's a joke, not to mention that I don't understand what you are talking about at all. And even if you know, do you think that as a hostile party, I have the obligation to answer any questions you have?" He couldn't help but sneer.

But the young man in the forest shook his head: "That's not what you said. Can you bear to see so many of your old subordinates who have been with you for more than ten years die here like this?" But he immediately nodded again: "That's right. After all, they are nothing compared to your original identity. For your mission, abandoning these cannon fodder is the right thing to do."

Buga snorted coldly.

"Okay, Conrad. We are all mercenaries. Do you think these provocations can have any impact on us mercenaries?" Macaro shook his head: "You might as well give it a try if you have any skills. For For our profession, the worst-case scenario is death, which is nothing."

The words of the 'Maned Wolf' caused a low laugh among the mercenaries. Just like this, people like them have long ignored life and death. Conrad had to lobby for a long time before starting the war so coquettishly. Before they It seems to be an extremely ridiculous thing. Mercenaries have a mercenary code of conduct. The source of their loyalty to a group is completely different from that of regular soldiers, so the other party's sowing discord is just ridiculous to them.

As if to represent what they were thinking, the mercenaries drew their swords and prepared to fight, and the sound of metal clashing immediately sounded in the forest.

…

On the other side, between the dark woodland that blocks the starlight.

"Damn old thing," the young man named Conrad cursed with a gloomy face. He glanced at the red-haired girl lying at his feet covered in bruises and dying, and couldn't help snorting coldly: "Maka Luo, this old fox, is really difficult to deal with. It's a pity that our target is not him, otherwise I wouldn't be too lazy to talk so much nonsense to this die-hard member of the royal party."

"Actually, I know that the other party won't tell me, so it's better to just kill him." A man next to the young man, covered in black robes, said in a low voice. When this man raised his hand, he could I saw two red edges on the cuffs. If Brando saw this feature here, he would probably turn around and leave immediately - this is a lower-level priest of the Black Fire Cult, which is more than one level better than the high-level priests.

"Originally, it was possible. However, there are still two groups in the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group whose whereabouts are unknown. We cannot take it lightly. Macaro is famous for his cunning." The young man said with a gloomy face, and he knocked on the tree trunk next to him. : "This guy left a group of people in the town of Chablis, as well as the young man named Eco. It was staged as if it were real, but no matter how I thought about it, I felt that it was a 'shell' used to divert our attention. .”

"It doesn't matter if it's fake or real," the Black Fire cultist replied.

"Don't worry, for the sake of safety, I still leave a golden intermediate swordsman over there. Although Cabot hides his strength, his real level is no more than this."

"Then what else do you have to worry about, Mr. Messenger?"

Conard snorted contemptuously, squatted down, grabbed the girl's long light red hair, and pulled her head up. Blood immediately flowed from the girl's white forehead along her cheek. Akane groaned softly in pain. She half-squinted her eyes covered with blood scab, as if she wanted to see clearly who was in front of her - but the young man suddenly She exerted force, and her whole body immediately curled up in pain.

"Woo——"

The young man said with a ferocious smile: "Of course they are the other missing group of the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group. Although there were twelve mercenaries in that group, a young man who claimed to be a businessman, and two women, they seemed to have joined halfway. From the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group. But how can I believe such a level of lies? Macaro must have made arrangements in advance, but I can’t pry him open, and he can’t guarantee that everyone in this mercenary group will look at him. a."

"Really?" He looked at the dying girl and asked, "Little girl."

Akane seemed to realize her situation at this moment. She gritted her teeth and turned her head to the side. (To be continued